Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 121 Mission: 05-7 Sweets and Cats (Three Updates Completed)
Putting aside the man who had given Dante mixed feelings, this warm-up exercise was still quite enjoyable for him. Dante sheathed his sword, stretched his body a few times, then looked at Nero and asked, "You still can't truly transform into a demon?"

He saw that Nero's "Demon of Sin" form wasn't a true demonization, but rather a weaker form transformed under external stimulation. However, Nero's second transformation struck him as somewhat intriguing—because it seemed to indicate that the two transformations belonged to completely different systems, compatible but unable to thrive together.

Nero briefly explained to his uncle the demon king "Pavoni" he had encountered in the Type-Moon world and the "power of original sin" it possessed. Then Dante suddenly realized, saying, "It turns out it wasn't a demon transformation at all, it was a demon transformation."

In his view, the so-called "Sinful Demon Pride" wasn't a demonization at all, but rather a "demonization": a transformation into a demonic form by absorbing demonic power, devoid of any human element and unconnected to the power of the Spartan bloodline. Compared to the demons of the Spartan family, that form was closer to Credo undergoing the ritual of rebirth.

Therefore, Dante briefly reminded Nero that this form carries similar risks as the ritual of returning to heaven. If his mind is devoured by "original sin," the power of the devil, Nero will become pure evil.

"Thank you for your concern. I will pay more attention."

After hearing Nero's answer, Dante knew that she had really listened to him, so he didn't say anything more. He just said, "Well, just keep it in mind."

Because he had used a similar form before. By absorbing the power of other demons to change his own form of demon transformation is not a bad idea, the problem is that Nero is not strong enough to transform into a complete demon yet, and it is easy for this power to backfire.

After finishing their conversation, Dante cast his gaze towards a storage tank beneath the night sky, where a shadowy figure sat. "Lady over there, won't you come out and meet me?"

Nero also knew that Lenai was watching from the mark he left on her, and stretched out his hand to wave in her direction.

Then the black shadow jumped back and forth in the sky, approached this side, then stepped lightly on the flames, changed direction in the air, and landed on the ground.

"Fight the devil?" she asked Nero.

Nero, knowing that Lenai was looking for him for no other reason, shook his head: "There is no smell of demons today."

She also guessed that Lenai probably didn't smell the devil's scent either, but because Nero was fighting, she thought she might have smelled it wrong.

Sharp-eyed Dante immediately spotted the magical tool in Lena's hand, which closely resembled his own glove, "Ifrit." Glancing at Nero, he immediately understood from her eyes that this girl was one of the girls being exploited by "Little Ace." He casually greeted her, "Hey, little kitty... No, the magical tool is a dog."

As expected of Dante, he can even tell the difference between a cat and a dog after transforming into a demon.

"Now it's the cat."

Lenai had gone too far in depriving Maxias of its original species.

Then she looked at Nero and asked, "Practice?"

This time, even Nero, who had been with her for almost a week, was a little unsure of what she was talking about. He could only blink and ask, "Do you want to practice?"

After all, the word "practice" alone can also be interpreted as asking whether Nero is practicing fighting with Dante.

"think."

Dante couldn't help but laugh as he watched the two of them talking, and asked, "Are you teaching her how to fight?"

Nero shook his head slightly. "Not really. I just taught you some techniques to control your magic power."

"I see. No wonder this free-range kitten can control fire like that." Dante couldn't help but become interested. He pulled out his flaming boxing gloves, "Ifrit," and swung them a few times, leaving streams of flame in the air. Then, looking at Lenai, he asked, "We both use fire, but you use your claws and I use my fists. Would you like me to teach you a few moves?"

Dante said, stretching out his hands and taking a stance.

Lenai looked at Nero standing next to her, and seeing that she didn't say anything to stop him, she believed that Dante was a good person: "You must learn."

"Then you'll have to watch—"

If Nero were to judge, she'd say Dante was definitely not good at teaching. Dante, in high spirits, said he wanted to teach Lenai a few moves, but in reality, he just put on a show of his own, demonstrating how to combine the flames of his magic tools with his moves, using the flames to propel his body to amplify the moves' power, and then allowing the moves to accumulate power and unleash even greater flames. If it were a normal person, Nero wouldn't think they'd improve no matter how many times they watched Dante demonstrate.

However, Nero and Lenai, standing here now, were not quite normal. Dante had just finished demonstrating his moves without any slowdown, and Lenai had already found the feeling. After following Dante's example again, he completely grasped the trick.

"nice."

Even Dante couldn't help but praise him, saying, "This kid might be born for this."

"Kind uncle."

Since Dante hadn't introduced himself, Lenai had taken it upon himself to call him that. After a brief hesitation, Lenai put away his magic tools, pulled out two slips of paper from his clothes, and handed them to Dante.

"What is this?" Dante raised an eyebrow and took it, and Lenai replied, "A gift."

It seemed she wasn't completely naive; at least she knew to give a thank-you gift. Dante looked at the neatly folded note with interest, unfolding it to reveal two gift certificates.

Applicable products are:

"Parfait exchange voucher?" Dante looked up at Lenai in surprise. He didn't expect that the other party would carry such a thing with him.

God, he needed this badly, seriously. Dante didn't bring much cash with him, most of his available money was in his bank accounts and credit cards, and he hadn't had any dessert all day!
Le Nai glanced at the exchange voucher with some reluctance, pursed her lips and nodded: "It's for you."

"Does this kid like sundaes too?" Dante asked Nero.

Facing this scene, Nero couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "Yes... yes."

She knew Dante loved sundaes—the difference between them and parfaits was basically just a matter of nationality. But seeing Dante, a middle-aged man, so openly expressing his love for dessert still made her feel a little uncomfortable.

By the way, no wonder Lenai loves to eat parfaits but always goes out without money. It turns out she has gift certificates.

"Matcha Parfait," Lenai added.

Looking at Lenai again, Dante felt a surge of intimacy in his heart. "Then I'll accept it without hesitation. But could you trouble the lady in front of me to take me to the entrance of this store?"

As he spoke, he waved the voucher in his hand and smiled happily: "I'll buy you a drink too."

(End of this chapter)