"Azael!" someone shouted while opening the door of a room very loudly.
The blue-eyed man glanced at the person who had suddenly entered his castle and shouted his name. Azael closed his hand magic book and turned to the person.
"Don't you remember there's something called manners in every place? Shouting your way into my castle while opening my door loudly, have you forgotten that lesson?" he asked.
"I don't care! Where are they?! Where exactly did they go! It's been so long since those two bastards disappeared!" he snapped irritably, he was talking about his son Dion and also Dion's wife whom he hated so much, Jillian.
He sighed at Ferid's questions that were always the same every day. Azael sat in his chair and leaned back while folding his hands in front of his chest.
"Didn't I tell you that I don't know where they are? I can't see them anywhere, they could be dead," Azael replied.
