I Transmigrated To A Mafia Character From A BL Dark !

He only went out one afternoon, but it felt like the world was falling apart for some reason.

Emery, who was wearing simple pajamas, put on his boot and headed for the door, but before that, he turned and looked at Bao who was shivering on the couch.

"Azarphy, lessen your presence my demon is trembling," said Emery returning to take the little mastiff dog in his arms, trying to calm him down.

"It's just a lesser demon," Azarphy scoffed but hid his presence.

"It's my lower demon," said Emery coldly. He was too angry now to be nice to the big Boss.

"Oh... I didn't know you cared about demons that much," said Azarphy mocking the human who should abhor demons.

Emery didn't answer Azarphy, he took Bao and put him on the bed beside Giovanni, and said seriously.

"I'll leave quickly. You stay here to protect Giovanni. I plan to get back before the sun comes out. If someone tries to force the door or Giovanni has to leave, you must stop them from hurting him and accompany Giovanni everywhere," Emery said, making several recommendations.

He didn't know if it would take longer or if something would hold him out there longer, so he'd better give the various warnings to little Bao.

"Azarphy, write a note in human language that I'm helping someone and that I'll be back soon," Emery asked the angel mentally.

"I'm not your employee..." Azarphy started to speak, only to feel Emery's hostility.

"It's the least you can do right? I'm sure you're to blame for Arabeth's dying. It doesn't cost you anything to do this, right?" said Emery in a cutting tone.

He was so worried and angry that he was no longer afraid of the big Boss like Azarphy.

Azarphy did not respond, but seconds later a folded paper appeared and was placed on the chair.

Of course, Emery's reason for asking Azarphy for this wasn't to take out his anger, he'd have to be itching to make a move on Azarphy, it's just that he was in no condition to write, even though there was a magic item in his bag. leather that was similar there is a fountain pen.

Emery still hasn't gotten used to the new alphabet of this world, with a lot of pressure on his head, he doubted he wouldn't end up writing in Mandarin somewhere, which would raise a flag of suspicion in his direction.

"Come on," said Emery, walking out the door, casting a "LOCKED" spell on the lock. This spell only worked outside the lock, Giovanni could still open the door with the key without a problem.

"This way," Azarphy said, using some sacred energy to create an arrow that lit the way. Even though the hallway was being lit up by magical lighting items, it was still dimly lit, as they were cheap items.

Yes, the church was not very fond of using magic items to benefit others, after all, magic was an opposition to the beliefs of religions. So, they only bought what was necessary so that the members of the clergy would not become greedy and stray from the path of the priesthood to the path of the Wizard.

Emery followed the arrow made of holy energy, the arrow was a bright white color, it was hard not to see. The rain was heavy outside, the wind brought the icy drops of rain into the hallway, but Emery didn't get wet thanks to the angel who protected him.

They went to the last room in the third-floor hallway. It wasn't far away, as Emery's room is halfway down the hall. Azarphy opened the door for Emery who entered without hesitation, then the door was locked.

Emery entered the room which was well lit and with the fireplace burning, this was a similar room to his own so it was spacious and refined. However, the smell of blood was very strong and could not be masked by the smell of burning wood, but there was also the slight smell of sulfur, which is quite weird.

He went to the bed, there was the naked body of a young Asian man between 20 and 22 years old. With his messy straight light brown hair and weird unfocused citrus green eyes.

This would be a completely normal young man, but there were two fluffy cat ears on top of his head and a long black tail like a cat's. His body had some bruises that showed that an extremely passionate activity had taken place recently. There were some cuts and something similar there is a white plasma that gave off the aura of sacred energy... The sulfur smell was emitting from those open cuts, the blood was red but it had a strange texture.

"Mu Qiao?" Emery said reflexively upon seeing the soft, delicate features that reminded him of his favorite Chinese actor. The pretty peach-flower petal eyes, the wide, thin pink lips, the thin, haughty nose, the high pink cheekbones... Anyway, everything reminded him of his favorite actor, except the citrus green irises.

Emery soon came back to reality, this one was not his favorite actor, this one was Arabeth. However, Arabeth's appearance was somewhat wrong, if not very wrong.

According to the original plot, Arabeth was supposed to have the appearance of a shy, demure, and handsome young man like a Renaissance painting, who would make men and women go mad with love.

However, Arabeth's human form is actually still beautiful, but it was more on the exotic side than the worldly beauty. Of course, for Emery, Arabeth's figure was perfect in many ways, because he was a fan of that Mu Qiao.

"What happened?" asked Emery doubtfully to Azarphy.

"Is this important now? You must first try to save this demon. Of course, if you don't want to, we can keep talking as long as you like," Azarphy said sarcastically and in a bad mood.

Of course, Emery didn't know the reason for Azarphy's sullenness, but he knew the angel was right in that sense, he should save Arabeth first. He could interrogate both Arabeth and Azarphy after stabilizing the demon.

"What does he have?" asked Emery, stepping closer to the unconscious Arabeth, who could barely see if he was breathing right now.

"He is intoxicated with the sacred energy and has suffered a very severe mental shock. I never thought a demon could take that level of mental damage," Azarphy said in a helpless tone. He really didn't know a demon could be so shocked at a little joke.

"Do I just need to clear his sacred energy?" Emery asked Azarphy dubiously because he could heal humans, but healing demons didn't seem like something very possible.

"You must draw the sacred energy out of his body. Then feed him some of the demonic energy. With that he will be able to recover on his own since a demon has a powerful regeneration power" said Azarphy much more solicitously than usual.

"How do I get it from him?" Emery asked why he didn't know how to operate this on a demon. Any mistake he made could make Arabeth's condition worse. The marquis's face was getting paler and paler, Emery feared that very soon that body would turn into a corpse.

Of course, Emery knew Arabeth couldn't really die, just be banished to the hell dimension, but that could hurt the marquis and delay the meeting between Arabeth and Giovanni.

Well, Emery didn't know that being banished was only possible if it was an inhabitant of the human dimension, but if it was an angel who harmed a demon… Obliteration was a very real possibility.

Thankfully, Emery didn't know about it... because he might be afraid to act and end up hastening Arabeth's death.

"You must put your hand on his chest and release your MANA into his body. MANA is a neutral element that will not harm Arabeth's body, so you can use it to locate the sacred energy and gather it outside Arabeth's body," Azarphy explained patiently to Emery.

Emery followed step by step what Azarphy was saying, he felt Arabeth's skin in his hand, the skin was too hot. Arabeth must have been running a fever, his body unconsciously shivering at Emery's touch, as if his body were in defensive mode.

Fortunately, things weren't so difficult and Emery managed to gather the sacred energy outside Arabeth's body. The sacred energy was pure and white, it also emitted a comforting warmth.

Emery quickly absorbed the sacred energy, which made the white seed in his heart flutter as if it were being nourished by a powerful compost. The white seed grew until it was the size of a strawberry.

Emery's sacred energy was already much bigger than the other energies, now it was ridiculously bigger. The green seed representing the healing energy was only the size of a grape from the vineyards and the red seed with a violet aura was the size of a sunflower seed.

"Now, you must use demonic energy to feed him. That way he can regenerate faster," said Azarphy seeing how Emery had absorbed all the sacred energy in his body.

"I see," Emery said, leaning Arabeth on his chest and placing the demon marquis into a sitting position.

Emery then operated the demonic energy in his body, on the tips of his slender fingers appeared small red balls with a violet aura.

Arabeth, who until then was unconscious, seems to recover briefly, just enough to suck Emery's fingers like lollipops.

"Take it easy!" asked Emery, pulling his fingers away from Arabeth's mouth. He feared his fingers would be chewed by this hungry demon.