6. Armand's Job

"What?" Armand was surprised. He was more surprised by this fact than by the fact that he was a descendant of a devil. "What do you mean? My father? You said all this was Daemon doing."

Viserys still looked very relaxed. He did not want to be provoked by Armand.

"Your mother is most likely with your father. I can't be sure if it was your father or Daemon who made the mess at your grandparents' house, but it's clear they most likely have a connection to the incident," Viserys said.

Armand was getting fed up with Viserys' words. How could he not care about the mess his family had caused.

"And you just do nothing? You're silent about this whole mess? Daemon told me that wherever I go, death will always haunt me. The people around me are in danger. What do you want me to do? I have to do my thing. I have to find my mother!" Armand screamed.

"Your job is to return The Sacred Stone back to hell. You can't just want your mother back," Viserys snapped.

"You used me for your own purposes! You made me a devil for your own ends, Viserys!"

Armand didn't know how to stop this. He was confused. He was disgusted. His life had suddenly changed drastically. He had everything, but everything was abnormal now.

Viserys looked at Armand. He knew this young man was still very in denial and could not accept reality.

"I never turned you into a devil. You are indeed a devil descendant through improper channels. Your father and mother did forbidden things to produce you. It was a consequence they had to bear," Viserys replied.

"Nonsense," Armand said.

"You don't care what happens around you. If you want it back, you have to find the Sacred Stone. You can just enjoy your current life while searching."

Armand looked at himself in the mirror. There was no longer the weak and ugly Armand. Now Armand had become rich and had power. His face also became handsome, although, behind his good looks, there was a horrible creature. The devil.

"Enjoy your wealth. Date any woman you want. Oh, you should get along better with Daemon's adopted son. That way, you can get closer to Daemon. Find his weakness. He's the owner of The Sacred Stone. He can best sense where it is."

Armand glanced at Viserys, who seemed very relaxed talking about things like this. For a normal human being, Viserys' talk could be said to be very creepy.

"Aren't you afraid, Viserys?" asked Armand. He looked at the creature.

"What should I be afraid of?" said Viserys.

"You are the devil king. You put the creatures of hell on earth. Will God not punish you?" Armand asked.

Viserys did not answer Armand. He couldn't answer, or maybe there was something Viserys couldn't explain to Armand.

"There are things you shouldn't know, Young Boy. The affairs of God are not something we need to know," Viserys replied. His smile disappeared when Armand mentioned God.

****

This morning Armand left for college as usual. And it was a coincidence that he crossed paths with Vero Bastian. Vero got out of the car and saw Armand, who also got out of his car.

Armand still felt curious why Vero could not recognize him.

"Hey, you." Vero greeted Armand sarcastically. Vero was not going to change. She likes to annoy others the most.

Armand turned his head without any fear. "Hey, what's up?" said Armand.

"Why are you wearing a Ferrari to campus? Are you showing off on purpose?" asked Vero.

Armand looked at his car. Actually, it wasn't his. It belonged to Vichir, and Armand used the car in Vichir's garage.

"Why are you forbidding me? Am I not allowed to use it?" Armand asked.

Vero smiled. He quite appreciated the courage of Armand, who was a new student on campus.

"I warned you to behave in front of me!" Vero began to threaten.

"Why?" asked Armand. "If I don't behave in front of you. Are you going to kill me like you did, your lover?"

Vero's eyes widened as Armand spoke openly about Amanda's death.

"Watch your mouth! You've made a stupid accusation, Bastard." Vero looked very unhappy with Armand's words. "The police have already stated that the culprit is someone else!"

"Who cares?" Armand said. "You were with her when she died. I just wonder why the police can let you go?"

Vero was annoyed and pulled Armand's collar. "You don't know who I am. Don't say things that make people misunderstand! I didn't kill anyone. You should also know that my father ...."

"Your father is the owner of this university. I know," Armand said. "I've met him. I'm not afraid of your father at all. If you don't like my existence. I don't care. I'll still study here."

Armand let go of Vero's hand, pulling the collar of his clothes. And Armand easily did that even though he knew Vero used to be very strong.

"Don't bother me. Do you understand?" Armand said. After speaking like that, Armand left Vero just like that.

Vero stared at Armand's departure. There was something stuck in her mind at the moment.

"Why do I feel familiar with that bastard's eyes?"  Vero muttered.

Armand walked into the Computer department building. He crossed paths with Lisa this morning. Armand felt uncomfortable meeting Lisa because of their meeting yesterday at his grandparents' house.

"Armand!" Lisa greeted Armand so casually. "You went straight home yesterday?"

Armand felt awkward. To be honest, he was reluctant to talk about their meeting, but Armand couldn't ignore Lisa.

"Hem, yes," Armand said flatly. He smiled as he walked with Lisa.

"I wondered why you came to my neighborhood and stared at the empty house. Are you related to the owner?" Lisa asked.

"Oh, no. I don't know who the owner is. I was just walking and saw the house that was almost destroyed." Armand had to lie. No one should know about his past.

Lisa looked like she was thinking about something, but a moment later, she nodded.

"Oh, well. I guess I was too curious about other people's business. You have a class with Professor Harvey today, right? I'm the same. Let's go to class."

The two of them entered the classroom together. Today they were going to learn about computer basics with Professor Harvey, but when they entered the classroom. They didn't see Professor Harvey. Instead, they saw the owner of the University, Daemon Bastian.

"Oh, you're late," Daemon said, who was giving a lesson to the students.

Armand felt something strange. Why was Daemon in his class so early in the morning?