People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

As Alex spoke, he seemed to recall some painful memories, and his body began to tremble.

"I was young at the time, and I could only hide in the closet and watch helplessly as my parents and relatives, with hunting rifles and crossbows, brutally killed that man in the corridor."

Suren's expression changed slightly.

This whole family conspired to kill the groom on his wedding night—that sounds pretty crazy.

"Is this your family's introductory trial? Or are you performing some kind of sacrifice?"

Suren stared sharply at him; this bizarre behavior immediately made him think of a demon.

"No...it's to survive."

Alex continued, "Our family's enormous wealth was not acquired through business acumen or luck."

"Several generations ago, my great-grandfather Victor, in order to amass wealth, made a pact with a mysterious man named Lebel..."

"What does this contract have to do with tomorrow's wedding?"

Suren nodded and asked.

"There is one inviolable provision in the contract."

Alex said, "Any new member who marries into or joins the Ledomas family must draw a game card from a puzzle box at midnight on the wedding day."

"The whole family must accompany the newcomer and play the mini-games specified on the cards. Only by completing the games can the newcomer be truly accepted by the family."

He said with some pain, "I usually get to play those ordinary card games."

"But the more I think about that tragedy thirty years ago, the more frightened I become."

"I'm so scared. I can't let Grace repeat the same mistake, even if there's only the slightest chance."

Upon hearing this, a knowing glint flashed in Suren's eyes.

This absurd scene reminded him of a horror movie he had seen in his previous life—

Are you ready?

He couldn't remember the specific details clearly, but he vaguely remembered the plot of the movie.

Newlyweds must draw a card from a puzzle box to play a game.

The aunt's husband he was referring to must have drawn a bad card, a card called hide-and-seek.

The rule of this game is that the entire family must kill the person who draws this card before dawn.

If the newcomer survives until dawn, the game will be lost.

When the time comes, the contract will backfire, and the entire family will die mysteriously.

Conversely, if a newcomer is killed, their soul and flesh are offered as a sacrifice to the mysterious person who made a pact with their family.

He vaguely remembered that this mysterious person... seemed to be a demon.

"Regarding that mysterious man you mentioned, have you found any useful information about him over the years?"

"Surren asked."

Alex nodded. "I've checked the family's ancient texts and also consulted some researchers of the occult. The name Lebel is just a disguised variant."

He took a deep breath and continued, "This is actually Belial, the sixty-eighth demon among the seventy-two demons of Solomon."

Is it Solomon the Demon again?

Suren raised an eyebrow. Had he recently stirred up trouble with Solomon?

His understanding of Belial flashed through his mind.

This demon god's greatest power is to bestow wealth and status upon mortals, and then use this as bait to sign various unequal "covenants" with them.

Suren's mind stirred slightly.

The demon god Valak who descended earlier could not only understand human speech, but also had some knowledge of some of the hidden organizations within humanity.

Given this, Belial, being one of the seventy-two demon gods, absolutely refused to believe that it had only signed a contract with the Ledomas family over the years.

It frequents high society, making contracts with humans by granting them status and wealth, and definitely possesses intelligence on powerful and wealthy families.

He was just looking for a breakthrough in investigating these wealthy people.

If we can take this opportunity to have a good talk with this demon god who likes to make deals, we might be able to get some new clues about "the coming of darkness".

With that thought in mind, Suren said calmly, "I can take this commission."

"However, since it involves a great demon from hell, the price will probably have to go up."

Upon hearing this, Alex grasped at a lifeline: "How much? Just name a number."

Suren held up one finger: "Not much, ten million."

"No problem." Alex agreed decisively, afraid that Suren would change his mind.

Suren sighed inwardly as he looked at the other person's appearance.

That's too little.

He never expected that someone who had not yet inherited the family business could casually pull out millions in cash.

But upon further reflection, Suren guessed the intricacies of the situation.

With so many ordinary game cards in the puzzle box, the probability of drawing a bad card like "Hide and Seek" is already low.

Spending ten million to hire a top-notch bodyguard for psychological comfort is just a drop in the ocean for the Ledomas family's capital.

Even if, hypothetically, his fiancée were truly unlucky and dealt a bad hand, as long as Suren could keep her alive until dawn...

The elders and relatives in the family will all die due to the backlash from the contract.

At that time, Alex, who is on the same side as his wife, will be able to inherit the entire family's vast fortune.

A mere ten million won't even amount to a fraction of that by then.

These heirs to wealthy families are ruthless.

……

From this day forward, I will always have you.

"Whether in good times or bad, whether in poverty or wealth, whether in health or sickness, until death do us part."

Inside a luxurious manor room, a blonde, blue-eyed woman in a pristine white wedding dress stood before a full-length mirror, repeatedly rehearsing her wedding vows.

"Hey, what are you talking about breaking up on such a beautiful day?"

A cheerful voice came from behind her.

She turned her head and saw that it was her fiancé, Alex.

"Hi!"

She smiled happily, lifted her skirt, walked forward, and gave the other person a hug.

"You look absolutely stunning today."

After a tender moment, Alex looked at his wife's face and exclaimed in admiration.

Grace was about to whisper something when she caught sight of another figure out of the corner of her eye—

A young man in a black suit leaned against the door with his arms crossed.

What intrigued her most was the few strands of white hair mixed in with the man's black hair, which made him look somewhat frivolous.

"...And who is this?"

Grace asked, puzzled.

"Uh... Suren, a friend of mine."

Alex paused for a moment, then quickly introduced her to Suren, "This is my fiancée, Grace."

"Su...Lun?"

Grace repeated the name with some difficulty.

She had known Alex for so many years, and he had never mentioned having such a strange friend.

However, since she was a guest at her wedding, Grace still smiled politely at Suren and nodded slightly in greeting.

Suren glanced at her, nodded in response, and then ignored her.

You take someone's money and do their bidding.

As a bodyguard invited to the wedding and responsible for security, he felt that wearing this formal suit was unusual, but it was also a way of sending blessings to the newlyweds.

Moreover, this suit was specially made overnight at a high price by Alex in order to avoid attracting attention.

His only worry was that if he intervened in the game that night, the demon god might become enraged and attack directly.

In that case, the situation would be a bit bad.