Lucas knew this was something Crane would not look over. He had literally fooled Crane by making him think that he had killed Belle, when in truth he had sent the other half of Belle, Portia. 

“What is with this utter chaos, you could come to me directly than creating a mess here. Who do you think is going to take responsibility?” questioned Crane.

“I was looking for proof. I doubted you would listen to me if I didn’t bring information of why and what was going on,” Lucas felt Belle’s body move back as if she was trying to hold in the man, “Help her, and I will tell you.”

“Didn’t you say you would explain to me first?” Crane demanded. He pulled out his scythe from behind which was bigger compared to the other reapers in the land of the dead,”Not one, not two, but all the four Grim reapers of mine fell down from the position.”

Hearing this, Lucas’ eyebrows furrowed. All the four? 

“First it was you and Wrath followed you. Rower dropped his work to aid you and Edith,” Crane’s eyes narrowed, “She has been helping you and she refuses to speak. I should have known. The peas of the same pod.” 

“There’s Baltimore, Greed, Edgar, Moore and Barron who have fallen too,” Lucas stated. This caught Edgar’s attention who had been trying to get out of the circle as Belle sealed each and every creature of the death in the perimeter so that no one would come to cause any more harm or damage than what had been done. 

“Excuse me!?” Edgar asked with an oblivious look on his face. After a reaper of Grim reaper stepped down from the position, there had to be at least two hours gap before calling them fallen. Even though he had decided to lend a hand to the mortal girl because he was impressed with her skills while secretly wanting to do something with his height, he didn’t consider himself to be a fallen Grim reaper. 

Crane turned to look at Edgar who was stuck under the circle, “Why are none of you able to step out of the circles?” Crane questioned. 

Instead of Edgar, it was Winston who spoke, “The girl did something! Crane get her and reap her! She’s the reason why there’s time change and the Grims who have fallen one after another. She is going to bring destruction to our world.”

“He is lying!” Lucas interrupted before Winston could feed more lies to Crane who was quietly listening, “There’s a girl you need to meet. Belle can tell you more about it.”

Crane stared for a few seconds before Lucas finally brought out the girl’s body whom he had hidden before the fight had started. The girl floated in the air. Her white body almost like smoke in the dark, drifting in the air towards them. She finally came to lay on the ground but there was no change in Crane’s face. It was like he didn’t remember anything. 

“Who is this?” asked Crane, still unfazed. 

Belle, whose consciousness had returned after a small black out in her eyes and mind, she heard the Hawvert’s question, “Her name is Preciosa. She was one of the very first few black witches who you were in love with.”

Crane didn’t like the joke and he pulled up his scythe and Winston couldn’t stop the smile that spread on his lips, “Do you think a Hawvert will believe the make believe lies? I am not fond of black witches, creatures who only cause destruction and bad omen,” said Crane. 

Belle shook her head, “I would get nothing lying to you. What people have come to believe in the land of the dead and the living about the black witches is completely wrong. People think they know but they don’t know the truth. False truth has been handed down for generations, before even the time when the black witches’ magic had been sealed and binded so that they could not make use of it. This is before that,” explained Belle to him. It was hard to explain and make the Hawvert believe when she was the only person who had seen and the man who remembered the event was lying, wanting the girl’s soul so that he could reverse the process of the forbidden magic.

“Once upon a time, there was a claimed demon in the mountains. Beyond the land of Wovile. In those mountains, black witches resided. The highest priest had a daughter who was asked to bait the demon but they fell in love. The black witch cursed her coven, so that they would lose all their precious powers that went in the hands of the man whom she loved. That girl was this person, and the demon was no one but you,” concluded Belle. 

Lucas saw that Crane was intrigued by the story, but the Hawvert was not convinced. 

“Allow Belle to use the memory spell on you,” Lucas proposed. 

Winston looked alarmed by this, “She is a witch herself. She is going to do something uncouth! Let me out of this damn place!” 

“We are wasting unnecessary time in here, Guilt. Her body is frail and she’s losing a lot of blood. Even if you try to feed her, she will not be able to consume it,” stated Crane. 

Lucas held Belle close and he then asked, “Why did you place a rule about the Grims or the reapers to not fall in love with the mortals?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” asked Crane, “It avoids distraction. Emotions are unnecessary to the creatures of the dead. If this girl didn’t exist, you would still be a Grim reaper, but it looks like you don’t agree with me.”

“I don’t,” answered Lucas, “Winston told me earlier that you have favourites when it comes to the four Grims that you created. What Winston feels right now, the rage, that is one part of emotion. What I feel for this girl in my arms right now, that is love. We all have harnessed different emotions but don’t you think it’s strange that the Hawvert who preaches about death reapers being emotionless is the one behaving like that now?” questioned Lucas, his eyes trailing to look at where Winston was right now. 

Belle didn’t know if Crane believed what they were saying right now, but considering he hadn’t used his scythe to reap her or Lucas, she said, “Winston has been hiding and trying to protect himself so that your memory doesn’t return back.”

“And why do you say that?” asked Crane. 

“He wants the entire forbidden magic that he has been dreaming about for many long years,” replied Belle, “I can show you what I saw,” she proposed and even Lucas looked surprised by Belle’s words. 

Did she mean she was going to take him to the past too?

“This is only a trick!” Winston warned Crane, “She is a witch who is able to manifest and access the magic to stop us. She is lying to you, Crane.”

Crane stared at Belle, a few seconds passing before he slowly crouched down to level himself to look at Belle and Lucas, “I will reap this girl myself if she’s lying.”