“Can’t you request for an investigation?” Elise asked to Hallow where the grim reaper shook his head.

“If it would work, I would have done it earlier. Unlike the grim reapers who were given emotions, death angels have none. They are like emotionless doll who follow what they are ordered. There are plenty of souls they could use to create new grim reapers that was why even if one of us die it didn’t matter.” Hallow’s green eyes that glowed underneath his black hood dimmed as he spoke his own fate.

Although grim reapers are creature that was created to take people’s souls to the realm of the dead, Elise felt sympathy to the words Hallow had said. From his words, it was as if there are plenty of grim reapers out there that if one died like the reaper in front of her no one would care to him and to her to have no one weeping for one’s death are too lonesome.

Hallow then continued, “I have seen many other reapers died by the death angels and it isn’t a new thing for them to kill us. Perhaps you have never seen them but believe me unlike their angelic name they are nothing but a god damned demons!”

The word demon that the grim reaper yelled brought a laugh to Ian that he didn’t bother to hate it. Catching the undead being who laughed at him, Hallow who had been feeling angry and distressed snapped a glare at him who had took his words as a joke.

“Do you have any idea who might frame you, Mr. Grim?” Elise asked. She had thought that being framed and framing other’s are only something that living being would do and never did she expect for a grim reaper to suffer from being framed like any other people who was put to trial for a crime they had never did.

“It would have been easy if I know who framed me but the problem is I don’t know.” replied Hallow. “There are many reapers who eyed my position. Not that my position is something too grandios but lower part of reaper would kill for my place.” Although in truth, Hallow felt that the one who had framed me would be someone who came from a higher standing. Perhaps someone who was on the same position as him.

“Let’s stop speaking about that.” Ian cut in between before the little puppy would feel sympathy to the grim reaper and grow attached. “How long have the death angels been chasing you?”

“Roughly a month or perhaps two.” Hallow said with his eyes turned upward counting with his boney fingers. The he came into realization to say, “That’s right! I remember when I came here no **ng death angels came to hunt me! This house is a miracle!” if not for the undead being, and the weird butler it would be more perfect added Hallow in his head.

That but of course, Ian replied in his mind. The White Mansion was created by shield he used with his demonic power and there would be no way any being could come inside unless he invited them in like the dark sorcerers who came to take Elise that he knowingly invited to lure the grim reaper. It works well and after the incident where the black Annises came to touch his puppy which he stopped by ripping their heads off their body, he had strengthened the shield that even death angels wouldn’t be able to come and knock to the gate of his house.

“Still if I want to keep you as one of my own, I am not a fool who would put a complete trust only by your words.” Ian said for Elise to agree despite the harsh sounding words he uttered.

As much as Elise felt sympathetic to the grim reaper’s misfortune, she could understand Master Ian’s words. If they do believe the grim reaper only by his words there was no telling that the grim reaper could run amock inside the mansion to reap the souls of the people she treasured.

“I swear on the name of Hallow and to the realm of the dead that I will not harm anyone!” Hallow persuaded. “And I will tell you everything you ask.”

“It doesn’t change the fact that I can’t trust you and the fact that you can betray this mansion.” replied Ian to the grim reaper who seemed to have not understand his words.

“Then what should I do?!” Hallowed retorted in distress.

“I have an idea.” Grinned Ian, his smile crinkled where the smile brought a sense of danger to Hallow.

“What idea?” he asked wearily and Elise saw Master Ian raiding his hand in front of the grim reaper’s face. They both look at his finger when it snapped and the grim reaper who was taken in surprise by his sudden movement shut tight his eyes.

In a blink of an eye, Hallow felt the rope that was fastened to his ribs loosened and his body flopped down to the ground yet he didn’t felt any pain from the collision. Feeling weird, the next moment the grim reaper open his eyes he first looked down to see of how close the ground which was covered by dried leaves which was unusual to him as he had always been a tall creature. Looking up to the undead with red eyes and the human girl who could see him he noticed that they were a lot taller.

He didn’t miss the look of surprise that was written over the light blue eyes of the human girl when she sees him.

“What?! What are you looking at?!” he snapped wearily to look down at his own hand when he realized he had none!

“WHERE ARE MY HANDS!!” Hallow screamed in horror as he took three steps back to quickly check his legs which had become thin and bright orange in color with only three feet. He could never what animal’s leg this was! It was not his leg but a chick’s legs!