A Tale After Four Lives 15 Chapter 15: Sorkin

"So little devil," said Mournomon as he picked the devil up by his neck, lifting him until their eyes were level, "what do you think happens now". The devil had problems breathing from Mournomons grip, but manage to squeeze out a single word, "P-please."

"I think were past apologies, so we will start by how you are useful or," Mournomon's smile disappeared, "If, you're useful". The devil nodded his head or at least tried as it was still clutched in Mournomon's grip. "Good," said Mournomon as he released the devil. The devil fell to the ground coughing.

"What's your name," asked Mournomon not caring for the devil's plight, the devil stared up at him with a confused expression. "What you thought I wouldn't care for who you were, I am a civilized dragon." Mournomon looked down at the devil with disdain.

"My name is Sorkin", the devil said, Mournomon stared at the devil or Sorkin for a while, "Okay then ... Sorkin, previously you said we were in the Sitri house's domain or was that just you talking bulls.h.i.t?",

"No, no we are in the Sitri domain, I didn't lie", Sorkin quickly said

"Good, now which way to the Sitri residence?"

"It's that way if you fly that way for about three hours, you will come across their main house", Sorkin said

"Good, let's go", Mournomon said as he started heading in the direction Sorkin stated.

"Sir?", Sorkin didn't know what to do and just stared at Mournomon's departing back. Mournomon stopped after a few steps before giving Sorkin an irritated look, "Well, come on. You didn't think I'll be letting you off that easily or...", Mournomons eye's started glowing, "... are you telling me you are no longer useful?".

"No, no sir, I'm useful, if you need anything don't hesitate to ask", Sorkin immediately understood his situation, his life ends the moment his usefulness does.

"Good", said Mournomon about to continue walking, but stop and looked at Sorkin again waving him over, "Come here". Sorkin nervously walked closer to Mournomon and stopped a meter from him looking up in amazement. Sorkin himself wasn't short and stood 1.83 meters tall but in front of Mournomon, he was nothing more than a dwarf.

Mournomon slowly stretched out his finger until it touched Sorkin's temple, Sorkin almost took a step back, when he saw the finger coming his way but luckily he stopped himself just before it touched him. A flash of red came from that finger and it entered his head, Mournomon lowered his hand, turned around and started heading in the Sitri residence direction.

Sorkin followed after Mournomon as he tried searching for the aura that entered him, but no matter where he looked he couldn't find it. He knew one thing though, he couldn't escape anymore. The aura was either a way to track him down or worse a way to kill him from anywhere. Mournomon might not have explained anything, but that made it only worse because Sorkin now had no idea what to do.

Sorkin closely followed behind Mournomon as they walked, "Why are we walking, I saw him fly so what's the point in walking?", although that's what Sorkin thought, he would never be able to sc.r.a.pe together the courage to talk to Mournomon who Sorkin thought was worse than him a devil.

...

After approximately three hours of walking Mournomon stopped in his tracks, turned around and stared at Sorkin who was now shaking in his boot's because he just realized that it would take much longer to the Sitri residence on foot.

"Explain", Mournomon said his eyes shone as a cruel purple light glowed inside, Sorkin immediately fell to his knee's, "Forgive my mistake, my lord", Sorkin without even realizing it had already started calling Mournomon Lord, "I did not foresee that we would be traveling on foot thus my misjudgment," Sorkin said while bowing his head while kneeling.

"So this is my fault?" Mournamon asked as the purple light in his eyes intensified. "Of course not my Lord how can this possibly be your fault", said Sorkin, he really wanted to slap himself right now. "Stop making his mad you stupid f.u.c.k", Sorkin thought to himself

"How long do you think we will walk to the Sitri residence", Mournomon asked,

Sorkin thought for a moment before he spoke, "It will be another seven hours my Lord, I would also like to inform my lord that the Sitri residence is heavily guarded and if we get too close we will run into patrols of Sitri house guards."

"I am well aware that they would have guards do not worry I will handle them when the time comes," said Mournomon.

...

4 hours later.

Walking into a clearing of the forest Mournomon suddenly stopped, Sorkin stopping right behind him looked around with a bitter smile. In from of them was a Sitri guard patrol of ten devils which consisted of one woman and nine men. Nine of the devils were low-cla.s.s while the leader and only female were mid-cla.s.s.

"Halt", said the leader. She had black hair, the purple eye's with delicate facial features, wearing tight-fitting armor which did little to hide her figure. All in all, she was gorgeous but that mattered little to Mournomon.

"Well I'm halting, so what do you want?" said Mournomon not even caring for the rest of the guards giving him death stares.

"This land is the private property of house Sitri and you are tres..." Before the woman could finish speaking Mournomon interrupted her, " I'm am perfectly aware of who owns this land girl, I wouldn't be here if this wasn't the residence of the Sitri household. Now you if you could kindly lead the way it would be much appreciated."

Sorkin looked at the expressions of the devils and knew what Mournomon was asking for was impossible. The guards were all fuming at him and the leader was no different, having been interrupted left her in a bad mood.

"Men, apprehend him", the female devil ordered her men. Having been given the order the guards were more than willing as they charged towards Mournomon. Mournomon could only shake his head at there response as he stared at the approaching guards.

"So be it", Mournomon's eyes flashed in a bright purple as he unleashed his draconic aura.