Belle Adams Butler - Chapter 412

Belle stared at Winston who stood not too far away from where she was. She didn’t look back to see, if Edgar was back in the building, fighting the mighoul who was in there. She knew if she moved her eyes away from Winston, he would strike at her.

“Are you doing all this for the sake of the forbidden magic?” asked Belle to the Hawvert in front of her.

Winston stared back at the reaper in front of him, “Don’t you know you are not supposed to ask questions to the higher people in the land of the dead. Lowly beings don’t have that opportunity.”

Belle took his reply to be a yes to the question she just asked him. She had heard from Lucas that Winston was planning something big, to take over the land of the dead and join both the mortal as well as the dead world.

Winston raised his hand in front of him and said, “Bow!”

But Belle was not someone who was going to bow at Winston. She was not even part of this world but had only turned to a reaper for a temporary purpose. Without actually being a death reaper. The Hawvert was confused as he wasn’t able to get this one to obey his words.

“It is because you have my bone. That is why it isn’t working,” Winston drew the conclusion which wasn’t the whole truth.

Belle didn’t know what to do right now, “Do you have blood?” she asked to Winston’s surprise.

“What?” the Hawvert narrowed his eyes, looking at her.

“I am a little thirsty. I need some blood,” said Belle.

Winston was not a mere death reaper but he was a Hawvert who had lived in the land of the dead for centuries. “Why don’t you hand me the book and I will take you to a place where there’s blood,” he offered her.

“What book?” asked Belle, feigning ignorance right now.

“The book that you have been trying to hide and read. Did you think I have not been watching you and your little groupie? I should have known something was going on in here,” stated Winston, “Breaking into my house. For what?”

Belle took that Winston had no idea that they had taken Preciosa’s soul from his house.

“We were looking for the timekeeper,” answered Belle, “You were the reason why the thirteenth Grim fell down from his position. I have been thinking about it for some time now. Everyone’s clock was working fine but you changed only Cross’ pocket watch that shows death. You wanted him to step down. Were you scared of him?” she asked the Hawvert.

When Winston took a step forward, Belle took two steps back. She pulled out her own scythe but she doubted she would last long fighting against this Hawvert. From what she had heard from others, each one of them was stronger than the other Hawvert. And here she was alone, without Lucas, Rower or Greed’s help.

Before Belle could comprehend what Winston was doing, the Hawvert moved in speed towards her, catching hold of her bones around her neck and he threw her down on the ground. Compared to Winston, Belle was an ant that could be trampled easily but even an ant could create trouble no matter how small it was.

Winston pulled the book from Belle’s robes as she was making her bones right so that it would not crack and break, “I have been looking for this book for years,” he said and at the same time, he took hold of her scythe to snap into two pieces. There went her scythe, thought Belle to herself.

Belle stood up and quickly started to walk away, leaving Winston with the book who opened to only find blank pages, “Where is the writing?” Winston grumbled in anger when he turned it around, he realised this was a fake one. He turned around to see the new death reaper running away from him and he followed it, not allowing it to get away from him. Winston had been waiting for years for the book and he was finally going to bring his dreams to life.

Without waiting, Winston swung his scythe and the buildings next to Belle turned to rocks that came to attack in her direction. Belle used the forbidden magic to push and throw it towards Winston. She had to get back to where Lucas was!

Winston was in a rage that something that belonged to him was being used by a flimsy new death reaper and it was also carrying the book of the dead.

Belle didn’t get to run too far away as Edgar, the Grim reaper came out of the building who had killed the mighoul.

“I am not going to let you run away this time!” Edgar decided with a challenge. But something didn’t feel right as she was running in his direction and there was chaos behind her.

Edgar noticed it was his master, Winston who was chasing the reaper.

“Stop her, Edgar!” shouted Winston and Belle didn’t know what to do. She was being sandwiched between a Grim reaper and a Hawvert.

“Don’t listen to him! He is trying to bring down this land with the others!” Belle shouted back, hoping the Grim would listen to her and he did, but at the same time, he looked confused. Edgar was one of the creations of Winston, therefore, he listened to what Winston said.

Seeing this, Belle didn’t have any choice but she brought out her ability, out in the open. Lightning bolts started to erupt between her hands. This caught both the reapers off guard.

“She has stolen my bone and she has stolen the book!” Winston said to Edgar, “Get her right now!” he ordered.

Belle knew the probability of Edgar listening to her was really low. Therefore she didn’t test it out but she was definitely in bigger trouble than ever before, “I never stole the bone. The bone cannot be stolen and it’s a rule that it needs to be gifted. You were the one who gifted it to me,” Belle said to Winston that confused the reaper even more.

“This little bitch is lying to me!” Winston cursed her, “I will make sure you will be turned to something worse than the filthy mighouls.”