Chương 284: Hell's Gate

Humans were fascinating. They had the silliest and the most obvious questions. Still, they asked anyway, even when they already knew the answer.

"Who... are you people? Why are you addressing him as 'Your Majesty'?"

Abel simply cast Ismael a nonchalant glance when the question flew out of his pale lips. The third prince had seen Abel's eyes, and then Dexter's fangs. Isaiah and Conan were here too — although he had already met Conan, which was supposed to make it easier for Ismael to guess who they were.

"Third Prince, I didn't know you were there!" Conan gasped, breaking the immediate silence that fell on them. "I don't know if you're lucky or plagued with bad luck! Why are you here?" 

"I don't think you are in the position to ask questions," Dexter announced in a dead tone, still parading his fangs as he rarely let out. "I will kill him."

His declaration caused Ismael's shoulder to tense up and before he knew it, his feet already left the ground.