Belle Adams Butler - Chapter 411

Lucas’ words caught Moore’s attention and he didn’t go to attack the thirteenth Grim reaper again, “The timekeeper has not shown up to work for more than a decade. What makes you think Winston has a hand in it?” Moore asked curiously.

“Because I heard it from the timekeeper herself. No Grims have ever taken an interest in the timekeeper. We all have been abiding the rules,” stated Lucas.

“Hard to believe, when the words are coming from the fallen Grim. You should have come directly to the land of the dead rather than fleeing from the scene,” replied Moore, “The felony is too much and you will need to bear the consequences of your action. There have been reports of the fallen Grims involvement with the mortals. The black witches to be specific which none of the Hawverts appreciates.”

While Lucas and Moore were talking, keeping a safe distance and waiting to attack again, Belle was attacking Edgar with the spells. Trying to place the mark on the ground so that Edgar would stop coming to attack her but the short Grim was fast enough to deflect and swing his scythe on her.

When Edgar’s scythe came close to Belle, she fell back on the ground. This damn Grim reaper, cursed Belle to herself. She then started to run away from him.

“Where do you think you are going?!” Edgar shouted and he started to follow Belle.

Belle needed someplace to hide so that she could get some time to hide while also to read the magic that was written. With Edgar continuously attacking her, it was difficult. On her way, Belle changed her scent back to the way it was before she bonded with Barron. Camouflaging herself and running into the abandoned town. Turning behind she saw she had lost Edgar for now and she entered an abandoned building.

Edgar had gone missing because he had got on top of the tower to see where Belle was going. Finding her, he scoffed, “New reapers think they are smart. You should be older than me to be able to fool me.” Saying this, he jumped down from the tower, to walk towards the building.

But Belle had not stopped to hide in that building. Going towards the window, she jumped out and made her to the next house, moving diagonally so that she could confuse Edgar. She would need more than a five minutes to be able to go through the spells and understand it.

Just in a few hours after celebrating Christmas, things had gone haywire. Barron seemed to be the person who was always missing while the others were trying to clean up the mess that had erupted out before and after his disappearance. When Belle caught a shadow moving in the corner of her eyes, she quickly hid herself in the corner of the walls. It was a mighoul which was walking in the building, searching for food.

She tried not to reveal herself. Mighouls were notorious creatures of the land of the dead. Except for Hector, thought Belle to herself. Belle stood behind a pillar while trying to not catch the attention of the mighoul. This mighoul looked similar to the one she had met back in the forest when Portia had killed her.

The mighoul moved away slowly and Edgar was nowhere to be seen. Belle hoped that he wouldn’t be showing up any time soon. She opened the book of Vervus and turned to the last page. Her index finger moved on the written spells as she read the whole page that Lucas had written. It was strange how Lucas was able to write about the forbidden magic but he couldn’t perform the magic as a white witch was needed to do it.

When she finished reading the last line that was written down, Belle wondered if Lucas remembered what was written in here. It needed the blood of the performer. That would mean, she would have to turn back to her mortal form which was in the process of corrupting itself.

Belle, who was busy reading the page didn’t realize that the mighoul had not left the building. It had climbed up on the pillar that had a flat surface on the top, watching her, while her eyes were on the ground in thought.

“Ha! I found you!” Edgar shouted at the entrance. His eyes then fell on something that was lurking up on the pillar. Belle, noticing his gaze, looked up and quickly stumbled away from the pillar for the mighoul to climb down.

The mighoul was displeased by the Grim’s arrival and it hissed at him, “Is that your friend?” asked Edgar.

“You should ask him yourself,” Belle answered. Thankfully the mighoul went to attack Edgar, again giving her time to escape from there.

Belle ran out, her feet moving quickly on the ground. But her escape was short as someone appeared in front of her. It was Winston.

“Where are you going in a hurry, Miss Adams?” asked Winston.

Gulping, she took a couple of steps behind. She had run away to escape from Edgar but only to end up meeting a Hawvert. The reaper was the reason for all this chaos that was taking place.

How did Winston know her name? It seemed like he had somehow found it.

“I was wondering which death reaper had the nerve to take the bone that belonged to me. When I found out… I must say, I was very surprised,” Winston continued to speak, “Where is your beloved Grim?”

Belle then questioned, “Why do you ask?”

Winston gave her a smile, “So that I can send him to oblivion. All of you have disrupted and disturbed my plans which I have been working on for years. I don’t know if you sense how angry I am,” he stressed on the word angry.

“Does Crane know you stole her soul?” asked Belle.

The Hawvert didn’t look surprised. He stared at Belle, and then said, “Let me get rid of you first and then those fallen Grims.”