[Your assumption is correct.]
A deep, gravelly male voice echoed, as if it had sprung from within Ethan's own mind.
The young Lord's face contorted, and a dry, inhuman laugh vibrated through the air around him.
[That young man was a most delicious source of golden souls, but now that you've taken him from me, I think you should compensate me, don't you?]
The demon's voice echoed, wavering between interest and boredom.
Out of the darkness, Ethan saw a pair of blood-red eyes open, but he did not let himself be frightened.
"If you have a wife, send her to me and I'll take care of her for you as compensation. Otherwise, Fuck you." He growled, not showing the slightest interest in the demon.
[Hahaha, you're quite an interesting guy, you know? That Ulric spoke very badly of you. Too bad he failed the mission I gave him.]
At those words, Ethan's face hardened even further.
So that was it. Ulric had been following that demon's orders the whole time.
