Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 132 Mission: 07-3 The Last Supper
Luckily, this time Nero was only exhausted, not unconscious. Aine, who was closest to her, supported her in time and also took over the shield, which was a bit heavy for an ordinary girl.

Nero withdrew her gaze, moving away from Chuhua, who had helped protect the city, and looked back at the battlefield where Dante was standing. But she saw nothing—the block was already enveloped in the deepest darkness, with no light peeking through.

"We can't say it's safe yet."

Nero stood firmly with Aine's support, turned his head and whispered to her, "Let's find a place to rest."

"Nerolo..."

Aine hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "How about we go to my house?"

However, Shuangshi gently rejected her suggestion: "Aine, that's too far. We don't have a train right now, so why don't you go to my house?"

Nero glanced at her with a complicated look in his eyes: "If you don't mind, let's go to my house."

None of the four objected.

She couldn't transform into a demon for a while, and she was a little weak. It would be best not to rush into unfamiliar places under such circumstances. And as for those people in front of her... who knew whose house little Ace was hiding in right now.

By the way, there is another person.

As he hurried on, Nero pulled out his phone and sent a message to Lenai, asking her to come to his house. She must have noticed the changes in the city, and if she couldn't find the source, she would have come to Nero's door herself. Nero sent this message just to be on the safe side.

After taking the elevator to the rooftop of the apartment building, Nero opened the door and heard Shuangshi's surprised voice: "I didn't expect we live so close."

"Yes."

Nero, who had regained some strength, turned to look at the other three people who were still stunned in the elevator. He smiled helplessly and said, "Sorry, we haven't prepared anything here."

Aine immediately straightened up as if she had been given military training: "Ah, yes! Excuse me!"

As the elevator doors were about to close, the control panel indicated that someone on the first floor had called for the elevator. Considering the state of the city, it must have been just one person.

Aine and the others hurried out of the elevator. Nero leaned against the door, pressing his fingers lightly between his eyebrows, feeling a headache.

Perhaps it was due to overdrawing her magic power. But the more crucial issue was that on her first day in this city, or even a week before, she had never imagined things would get this far. Dante felt the same way; the city's peaceful exterior was deceptive.

That guy named Little Ace hadn't even shown his face to her and Dante once, but he had secretly awakened an ancient demon that had been dead for thousands of years. And this demon was even more powerful - who could have imagined that it could devour an entire city with dreams, and even rescue the half-dead Demon Emperor through Dante?
It can only be said that Dante's view was not wrong at the beginning: when the plan had not yet been realized, little Ace was indeed more worthy of attention than Nanna; but as things have developed to this point, the demon Nanna has become a formidable enemy that must be dealt with immediately.

However, for Nero, the worse situation was that, having not yet fully awakened, she wasn't even qualified to intervene in the fight between Dante and the Demon Emperor. It seemed that any further consideration would be futile. If Dante lost, there was no way Tracy or anyone else could come to his rescue, and everyone would be doomed.

"excuse me."

"excuse me."

The sound of "disturbing" echoed several times, and the high school girls were still nervous, their bodies still stiff as they stepped into Nero's apartment. Nero turned on the light, which obscured the crimson moonlight from the window, easing the solemn atmosphere a little.

However, their gazes still drifted towards the window from time to time, as if they were worried about the enemy reappearing. "Alright, take a seat," Nero said, sighing as he looked at the people standing blankly at the door. "There's no point in thinking too much now. Let's calm down first."

This was not only said to Aine and the others, but also to Nero himself.

The elevator arrived and a head covered in white hair popped in from the doorway. Nero nodded to her and asked her to come in. He then turned and walked into the kitchen. "Please sit down. I'll make some tea."

However, even she couldn't stop worrying about Dante who was fighting the Demon Emperor.

"I want matcha."

Lenai stretched her head to look into the kitchen, interrupting Nero's worries. Nero couldn't help but laugh and replied "Okay", but he still felt a pang at the corner of his mouth.

There was no point in worrying. Nero took out the teacups and placed them in order in front of him, waiting for the water in the water purifier to boil, forcing himself to calm down.

The question now is, what else can Nero do?

She couldn't have any influence on the battle between Dante and the Demon Emperor, but that didn't mean she could only foolishly wait for everything to be over - so, besides the Demon Emperor, where else could she influence the outcome of things?

A shiny silver tea spoon passed the tea leaves into the teapot, which had been ironed with boiling water. Then the water rushed in, and misty steam emerged. Nero took a deep breath, feeling the overflowing fragrance, and finally felt that he had calmed down.

The Demon Emperor who appeared before them at this moment had weaknesses.

Nero turned around and prepared matcha for Lenai, confirming this in his heart.

Mendes did not really break the seal and appear in the human world. Although his will and power are real, the source of his existence - the body - is a false thing.

The question, then, lies with Nanna, the creator of this body. How much power does she still have left to wield?

Is it possible for Nero to defeat her?
Although his strength hadn't recovered yet, Nero's heart was gradually calming down. If this speculation wasn't seriously wrong, Nero should still have a chance to decide the outcome.

She walked out of the kitchen steadily, carrying a tray with five cups of brewed black tea and a cup of matcha on it.

However, after returning to the living room, Nero was a little amused and confused because Lenai unceremoniously took out Dante's private sundae from the refrigerator, placed it in front of him and started to eat with a spoon.

“Ah, Neroro.” Aine looked at her awkwardly and said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t have time to stop you…”

"It's okay, Aine, don't worry about it." Nero placed the teacups on the table one by one and replied with a faint smile. As she approached, she realized that Lenai wasn't eating Dante's beloved strawberry sundae, but a layer of lush green matcha on top.

Nero then remembered that Dante seemed curious about Lenai's taste preferences, but after trying it, he didn't like it and threw the rest in the refrigerator. In that case, it would be fine to give it to Lenai.

Dante wouldn't mind—if he made it back safely.

(End of this chapter)