Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 336 Mission: 01-4 Lies
Sure enough it was him!

Nero could hardly contain the joy in his heart and almost wanted to shout out loud.

She had nearly collapsed during the long and arduous escape, but luck finally showed its favor. Just as Nero was about to fall, a gunshot ignited hope in her eyes.

If she hadn't been so exhausted, she would have called out Dante's name the moment she saw the silver hair gleaming in the muzzle flame. It wasn't her fault for being so excited, but this feeling of finally finding a rain after a long drought was even stronger than the moment she saw Tracy after escaping Agnus's laboratory.

After all, in her eyes, the name Dante was synonymous with reliability. This man always showed up at the perfect moment when Nero was in crisis—assuming, of course, they existed in the same world. Simply put, "When Dante shows up, things get easier; when Dante shows up, the problem is solved."

Although, although the Dante in this world probably wouldn't recognize her, but Dante is Dante, and Dante can definitely kill the Demon Emperor.

She just has this kind of intuition that is almost blind.

What? How could I recognize Dante just by his silver hair? Don't ask such obvious questions. Who doesn't use a gun instead of a phantom sword? Not only does the phantom sword not require reloading, freeing up your hands for other tasks, but it can also mark enemies for teleportation. Besides requiring some magic power, isn't it much more effective than a gun?

Although Nero had thought so for a long time after learning to cast the phantom sword, now that she could no longer use magic, she finally realized the benefits of firearms again. Therefore, she now has reservations about this issue.

But anyway, after hearing the other party admit that he was Dante, Nero finally breathed a sigh of relief. If she hadn't been a little reserved in her heart, she would have really cried.

Uncle, you are so reliable!
Let's ignore the overly young appearance of this "uncle" for now. At least the silver hair and the power as a demon hunter are definitely not fake, and confirming these is enough for Nero.

"Thank you for your help."

Nero suppressed his excitement and forced himself to perform a skirt-lifting gesture.

However, it was only now that she noticed that her skirt was already tattered and that she was also covered in dirt from running through the sewer. This made her feel a little embarrassed and she wanted to take a good shower.

After seeing her response, Dante's eyes flickered slightly. He quickly revealed a bright smile, opened his arms to Nero, and offered a welcome: "I don't know what happened to you, but please follow me. I'll take you away from here to a safe place."

"--Thanks!"

Leaving behind the demon corpse that was gradually dissipating in this space, Nero followed closely behind "Dante" who was walking in front, and saw him come all the way to the exit of the sewer and make a phone call.

A dull wait ensued. Nero, perplexed by Dante's lack of conversation, felt groggy from exhaustion, but didn't take it too seriously, assuming he'd noticed her distress and therefore remained silent.

After a while, just when Nero was about to fall asleep, circles of water-like ripples appeared on the ground, and a white magic circle gradually took shape in the center of the ripples.

"Okay, they helped us create an exit from the Limbo."

Dante said, smiling as he led Nero onto the magic circle. The world in their sight distorted again, then returned to normal. Regaining consciousness, Nero found himself back in the human world.

"Let's go."

"Where?"

"My base."

Just like that, Nero, dazed and confused, got into a black car and drove all the way to a secluded ruin. There were old cobblestone roads, flickering incandescent lights, and strange graffiti painted on the pale, mottled walls. "Dante" got out first, motioning Nero to follow, then bent down and walked through the half-open iron gate.

Inside the gate was an abandoned garage. It was completely empty, with only a few bare wooden shelves, clearly unused for a long time. But Virgil opened a hidden window in the garage's brick wall, entered a string of numbers into the combination dial, and then performed an iris scan. The brick wall instantly shattered, revealing Nero's complex interior.

This is an extremely hidden secret base, but there is no one inside at the moment.

"Well, welcome to..."

Dante turned around, a long sword appearing in his hand, held like a cane. He looked at Nero with a mocking smile on his face: "Your prison."

"……Eh?"

Nero blinked blankly as her body, already weighed down by her injuries, was suddenly pinned down from behind by the "driver." Before she could react, a heavy metal collar was clasped around her neck, and her hands were shackled behind her back. Nero instinctively tried to struggle, but before she could even twist twice, a cold blade pressed against her neck.

Nero, who was lying on the ground, raised her head and saw that the "Dante" who had been so kind to her just now had drawn his long sword. He stared at her face coldly and asked, "Tell me, why did you approach Dante?"

Nero was very familiar with that knife. It was the weapon she never left behind, the Yama Sword passed down from generation to generation in the Sparta family.

Then Nero understood a fact: the person in front of him was not Dante, but Virgil.

Her father in a parallel world.

"I……"

Nero opened his mouth subconsciously, but was unable to answer Virgil's question.

Why did she approach Dante? This question was easy to answer. She wanted to defeat Mendes, so she naturally needed the help of Dante, the son of Sparta.

But now, what is the situation?
Why did Virgil impersonate Dante? Why did he assume Nero wanted to get close to Dante without her saying anything? And why did he bring Nero here and imprison him?
"Be honest."

Virgil reiterated.

"I want to... defeat the Demon Emperor Mendes..."

With no other choice, the frail Nero could only answer Virgil's questions honestly. But the final result was just as she expected.

"A person who suddenly appeared with no identity and no power, yet inexplicably claimed to know the Demon Emperor Mundus?"

Virgil sneered disdainfully: "At least think before you lie."

As if he felt that he couldn't get anything useful out of him right now, Virgil put away the knife in his hand and waved his hand.

"Take him away and lock him up."

(End of this chapter)