Belle Adams' Butler

Chapter 284 - Its Not A Goodbye- Part 4

Chapter 284 - It's Not A Goodbye- Part 4

All the lower reapers looked almost the same and it was hard to identify who was the first and the second person she had been listening to. "Where do you think you are going?" asked the death reaper.

"I thought you needed some time," answered Belle.

"We are done talking to each other. I am ready now," it stated, and Belle blinked her eyes.

"Okay?" she replied unsurely and saw the death reaper bend down its head in greeting. She had to shake her head to make sure she was not dreaming and that the death reaper who was supposed to have no emotions was greeting her. Was it perhaps a sarcastic greeting, "What are you doing?" she asked in a curious voice.

"Mortals don't know the rules of their own world," scoffed the death reaper, "Be ready to die," it said raising its hand that had the scythe and it came right at her.

As odd as the death reaper was, Belle was trying hard not to get killed and her soul taken before Vivian. At the thought of Vivian, Belle attempted to get a glimpse if she was alright and still breathing. The reaper who noticed this, used it scythe in much force, "Are you trying to mock me?!" asked the creature.

When its scythe came forward, Belle fell on the snowy ground. She brought the electric staff forward to stop the scythe from getting any close to her face. She used both her hands to stop the scythe.

Belle was not a mortal like the others in the land of the living, but she was part of the mortal as well as the world of the dead. Therefore, she took the advantage to kick the reaper and make it fall.

"How are you able to touch me!? She can touch me, Gabriel!" the death reaper shouted at the other death reaper who was nowhere in sight.

"Because I am dead," joked Belle and the reaper gave her a look of confusion.

"You need to be taken to the land of the dead right away!" exclaimed the death reaper, but Belle was not ready to leave yet. She stood up and used the staff to push it right into the middle of the reapers chest, and the next moment, the reaper turned to a cloud of black smoke. The smoke was moving up in the air and evaporating in the forest.

"Not a mortal yet a mortal?" came the voice of the death reaper who came back with a fruit in its hand. Eating half of it and then dropping it. It reminded her of Barron, and she wondered if the mansion still existed or if Barron had lit it up in flames, "I should have known the boss has something in store when he asked us to come here and deal with one of the Grims."

"Who is your boss?" asked Belle, but she didn't receive any answer to it. Instead, the death reaper continued to attack her, and with each swipe of its scythe, the trees started to fall one after another that had to be dodged along with the reaper who was intent on taking her soul away from here.

Belle didn't sit quiet, and she used her attacks on the death reaper who was forced to stand away from her. One of the spells had the death reaper catch flames, and Belle grinned at it, "You are no immortals."

"You're going to die," answered the death reaper and it went ahead in apparating and appearing near her before she was thrown from one side of the forest to another with an oomph because of her crashing against the bark of the tree.

She flinched while trying to get up from where she fell, but the death reaper helped her in standing up as it pulled her up to mock into her face, "Weakling—trying to combine magic and hurt me. You haven't been educated with who we are. The death reapers cann- ARGH!" the death reaper tried to get her off of it when Belle used her fingers to sink it in the socket of its hollow eyes.

"What the fuck did you do?!" the death reaper cried, and the ghoul Everest who was accompanying Vivian turned its head at the scream at a distance.

Vivian was a mortal who was in pain who couldn't hear the words of the death reaper clearly, but if more time passed by, she would be able to see and hear every single word that was going on in the forest.

"You said you were immortal," answered Belle with an innocent look on her face, "I was curious if you had eyes because of that empty socket." Belle had to quickly move from where she stood as the death reaper looked extremely angry for pushing her two fingers into its eyes.

"I will cut you into pieces. Little pieces and feed them to the hellhound," said the death reaper, stomping its foot towards her and Belle took quick steps back. And before she knew it, she felt her skin burning as blood dripped down her arm.

"Look you made me serious," stated the death reaper.

"Let's finish this then. I don't like to drag things," said Belle and out from thin air, she pulled out two little moving weapons that had sharp ends around it, "Let me guess, white and black magic doesn't affect you, but forbidden magic does," she said before throwing the small moving weapons at the death reaper who staggered back by force.

The death reaper chuckled, "Why would I want to discuss that with you?" and it brought its scythe and both Belle and the creature started to attack and defend themselves with the weapons they held in their hands.

Belle was still an amateur when it came to fighting the creatures, unlike Lucas, who had already sent one of the death reapers back to the land of the dead. In less than five minutes, her arms had received many cuts, and she had been thrown down on the forest ground a couple of times, but she stood up every time that had the death reaper intrigued.

Lucas was kept busy fighting with the woman, and Belle's eyebrows furrowed. It seemed like the death reapers could take the form of the mortals in the living world. Belle got hit again, and she tried to push the reaper only to be thrown and caught to be hit again. The death reaper was nowhere being merciful in its attack, and like Vivian, Belle spat blood out of her lips.

"Why do you want to kill me?" asked Belle, raising her hand to wipe her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Anyone who associates themselves with the dead will be killed," answered the reaper, bringing one side of its scythe to support on the ground.

"That is all?" asked Belle like it was not a big deal, "Every mortal is going to die and move to your realm, it shouldn't be much of a problem if someone amongst us knows about it."

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