Ian rolled his eyes to the side, watching from the corner of his eyes in silence. "If your words are true, in which we don't know yet, what is the base of your claims?"
"The base is," Beelzebub moved forward, uncrossing his legs to lean forward, "A day as soon as the rumors about Demon's Bride surface in Hell, the day after there was no longer a faint whisper could be heard about the brides ever again. As if someone had put an end to these rumors."
"Out of fear that other Demons would go in panic after learning that there were humans who could kill them?" Ian's words were less of a question but a confirmation.
"Yep," Beelzebub confirmed.
