Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 631

Chapter 631: Releasing Cillian.
“I did not bring Cillian back to life so the help I rendered to him did not truly break many laws. I simply brought him here.” He pointed at Cillian, “Cillian here has a savior complex. He and a couple of guardians and some hunters were ambushed on a mission. His friends were being killed off. One of the demons was especially powerful and it hurt Cillian pretty badly.

As he was dying, he decided to save the rest of his friends by activating the tattoo of the mark of Vareth on his chest. It is a tattoo that looks like iron shackles wrapping around arms. It is a forbidden ancient art that witches would use to bind demons within human flesh using enchanted tattoos, imprisoning them within living vessels.

Of course, the bearer of the mark has to be strong mentally for if he wavers, the demon takes over. While it cannot escape as the tattoo burns its essence, the human can become prone to committing evil acts like mass murder. He trapped the most dangerous demon within himself.

The demon naturally healed Cillian’s body, planning to take him as a full-time vessel. He was afraid of what it would do if he wavered the slightest bit. He wanted my help in buying time so that he could force the demon into submission and then return when he was sure he was not a danger to others. Neither one of us thought it would last this long or that things would become worse in his absence.”

“You are an angel, why didn’t you do something about the demon?” Maureen asked him.

To the others, the question made sense. Weren’t angels supposed to execute demons? Didn’t he have the ability to pull it out without harming Cillian?

Ramiel creased his brow. “I do not like the judgmental looks you all are giving me, saving humans is the grand guardians job, not mine. Cillian willingly tapped a demon in his body, that was his choice. You should be thanking me because I stepped in and helped. Contrary to what you think, the battles between angels and demons are not decided by you.

They are decided by higher powers. We do not work for you, do not let some of your sham religions with their fake gospels deceive you.” He drew back his right hand and launched a punch at the barrier, shattering it into a thousand pieces that vanished into thin air. “Since you are here now, you can help him.” Ramiel spoke daringly as he gazed at Phoebe’s stomach.

He was honestly curious to see the grand guardian baby in action. Many other angels were curious about the child that had been gifted with more power than anything in the earthly realm. She was the first grand guardian baby after all.

As if shackles had been removed, the demon inside Cillian seized control of his body quickly. It let out a chilling, malevolent laugh. It then began to whisper something in a raspy rough voice in a language that they did not understand.

Phoebe could hear the mockery in its voice even though she could not understand what it was saying.

“It says that Ravana will be set free and there is nothing that we can do about that.” Star translated.

Phoebe pulled a hair spray bottle out of her bag and she approached Cillian. “Sorry grandpa.” She said, apologetic.

“Is that hair spray?” Luna asked in a confused voice.

“Is she going to give him a haircut?” Rekha mumbled. She thought the timing was off.

As Phoebe had not explained her actions, everyone was lost on what she was up to. She did not explain and just doused the demon with the liquid inside. A mixture of holy water and water from the lake of life and death. She had also added water from the pond that purified all evil.

“Come out.” She ordered.

“Phoebe that is not how an exorcism is done.” Andre spoke up.

Ignoring him. Phoebe opened the bottle, and she poured the liquid into Cillian’s mouth. The demon howled in agony, feeling the burn from inside as if hell had been transferred there.

“Come out.” Phoebe ordered again.

She ripped open her grandfather’s shirt and slapped the tattoo with a burst of energy provided by Star. The demon which could not endure the pain any longer fled out of the body.

Black smoke rose headed towards the ceiling, trying to leave through a narrow hole. “You will regret setting me free. Hahaha, as soon as I get to the human world, I cause mayhem.” It threatened.

Just when it was about to escape, Ramiel used his power to pull it back down, trapping it in one place. “Running is not an option I am afraid; you are my mission today.” His blazing eyes shot into its face that kept shifting forming faces out of its smoke like form.

“Go to hell, watcher.” It responded, bitterness and hatred filled its voice.

“You first.” Ramiel’s scorching gaze scorched the floor, opening a gaping rift to the underworld. With no hesitation, he hurled the demon into the abyss.

The humans gawked as the ground became hole closed once again. “Wait, there was no fire like we saw when Bradley Othello was dying. So, was this one the real hell?” Andre asked from the far end where he stood with his grandmother.

Ramiel did not answer. Nobody else did as they had never been to any kind of fire. Whether it was eternal fire or eternal darkness, who knew? Meanwhile Cillian was vomiting black demon residue and Phoebe was still dousing him in the water concoction, outside and inside.

Grandma Mayfair recalled her husband, and she dashed to his side while crying out, “Cillian my love!” She embraced him tightly like he was about to run away, not minding that he needed to wash up.

The elf sneered. The wrinkled old woman truly had no limits. How could she kiss a man that had just vomited demon goo?

Maureen and Edward meanwhile joined old lady Mayfair, embracing their father and crying bitterly. Everyone else waited patiently until they calmed down and then the introductions begun.

There was a brief moment of a family reunion, Phoebe and Rekha were introduced to Cillian. When all pleasantries were done Cillian apologized to Rekha first for what had happened to her family then, he told them that they had to return to the human world. “Everything is messed up, the academy especially I have to see Rufus, we need to clean house. Ravana has not yet been released so it’s not too late.” He managed to say, letting out a groan of pain after the sentence.

Phoebe gently touched his stomach; she said some chants as she healed him using the power of the crystals. “You must be all better now grandpa.” She smiled at him warmly,

“Yes, I am but let us go now…..” Cillian raised himself to his feet.

“The academy is safe now Mr. Mayfair.” Sabrina chimed in interrupting him. “Dean Rufus Saxon cleaned up the school, we know about the traitors even assistant Dean Morrel, he is awaiting trial as we speak.” She briefed him.

Cillian paused, and he looked at them, surprised by the news they had shared. Everyone nodded, confirming that the academy had been cleaned up indeed.

“It is a long story grandpa.” Rekha said.

“Tell me more on the way back, humans are not really welcome here.” Cillian said to her, his eyes kept falling back on Phoebe, he could not believe that that someone from his family had been chosen to bear the grand guardian.

As they left her paused in his trucks and looked back at Ramiel. “Thank you, my friend, I would have died if it was not for you, you too Rogon.” He nodded once in the direction of the elf.

The elf scoffed. His wife had called him ugly, it was unforgivable. The elf flew away, muttering about hating humans with bad eyesight.

“Of course you could have, I will go with you to watch over you. Azur is still on the loose and I am hopeful that he will be my next mission.” Ramiel unfurled his wings and soared into the sky.