Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 345 Mission: 04-1 The Amnesiac

With a jerk, the unconscious Dante suddenly sat up from the stage.

After waking up, Dante immediately looked around. The moment his eyes met Nero, who was leaning against the back of the stage, throwing two gemstones in his hands, his pupils suddenly trembled, and he subconsciously reached for his crotch.

"..."

It's hard to judge this person's reaction. But perhaps the TV host is to blame more. He better pray that he doesn't get caught by Nero, otherwise he'll be in big trouble.

As for Dante, who had left Nero speechless... considering that he had helped Nero successfully retrieve another Sin Stone and even received a beating, Nero decided to forgive him temporarily. After all, he hadn't made any unforgivable mistakes.

It was just talk, Nero could pretend not to hear it.

"Do you feel anything different?" Nero asked lightly.

Dante looked up at Nero suspiciously, subconsciously manifesting the Blade of Rebellion from behind him: "You... are scaring me?"

"No? That shouldn't be the case."

Dante's response didn't seem to indicate any changes had occurred within him. But even Nero had pierced his chest, so shouldn't a Spartan family undergo some more exciting changes?
"what are you talking about?"

As if finally realizing that Nero no longer had any murderous intentions towards him, Dante's tone became less hostile, but still somewhat wary: "Or did you really do something to me?"

"After someone stabbed you in the chest with a sword, did you really not feel anything was wrong?"

"So I said no, how many times are you going to ask?"

So, the sword I'm using is wrong... isn't it? The Yama Blade's ability is separation, while the Rebellion Blade's power is the opposite. As for Samael... does he really have no special abilities?

But Nero vaguely felt that something was wrong. Samael should have been involved in the process of separating the Sin Stone.

"What other special abilities do you have? Tell me the truth," she asked Samael.

"He recovered quickly from injuries, had great strength, and could summon a sword, but that's it. You've seen it all, and yet you still ask."

Dante answered quickly.

Nero remained silent. A moment later, Samael's voice slowly emerged in response, "You already know about 'Void Walking'. The other one is, of course, 'Soul Harvesting', which is also the duty of the Grim Reaper."

Walking through the void, collecting human souls. Just as Samael had said, it perfectly covered the duties of the God of Death. So, according to this theory, it was this ability that was involved in separating the Sin Stone.

The power to separate the soul from the body... or even directly divide the soul. However, it seems that it has no effect on Dante.

"Yeah."

Then Nero's gaze fell on Dante, who was sitting sprawled in the center of the stage. He covered his forehead and sighed long and hard.

She really didn't know what to do with this guy. Judging from his previous response, he seemed completely unaware of the true nature of his power. He couldn't even transform into a demon. His combat power was probably even worse than Nero himself when he defeated the Savior.

No wonder she felt that Dante seemed ridiculously weak. In fact, he was ridiculously weak, and he obviously did not feel that he was weak, nor did he have any desire to become stronger.

To let such a weak and unmotivated person defeat the Demon Emperor who even Nero was helpless against? Isn't this a joke?

"Hey, what do you mean?!" Dante seemed to realize that Nero thought he was weak and made an unhappy protest.

But at least he stopped swearing, which was at least an improvement.

"As expected, I still have to do it myself." Nero sighed, turned around, shook his head, and walked out of the theater.

She even felt somewhat grateful to Samael now. Otherwise, if she really had to entrust the task of saving the world and defeating the Demon Emperor Mondes to these two people, she would probably be completely doomed and would not even know how she died.

"What the hell do you mean?!"

Dante was furious. He couldn't stand being looked down upon like that.

"Nothing. I just feel like I'm overthinking it."

"There's a limit to how much you can talk to yourself—"

It was obvious that Nero's unauthorized appearance near him had caused him to lose his RV, and that he had started a fight with him without permission, and that he had said something incomprehensible and was about to leave without permission, had made Dante equally furious. He stood up, drew his sword, and walked towards Nero.

"Who are you anyway? Why do you know me? What are you doing here?!"

"You're chattering like a kindergarten kid."

Nero frowned and stopped, then sighed again at Dante who had walked up to him: "Is it strange to know the famous son of Sparta?"

She answered the only question she was willing to answer.

But unexpectedly, Dante asked a question that surprised Nero: "Who is Sparta?"

This Dante... doesn't remember his biological father?
Or does Sparta simply not exist in this world?
After a moment's hesitation, Nero decided the latter possibility was unlikely. Mendes, Dante, and Vergil were all present, but the absence of Sparta made that seem unlikely. Perhaps this world's Sparta had failed to defeat the Demon Emperor, and therefore erased the brothers' memories before his death to protect them.

"...The sworn brother of the Demon Emperor Mendes. You don't even know who Mendes is, do you?"

Nero asked tentatively. She had been thinking only about stealing information from Virgil, but now she thought that even if Dante didn't know much, she could still infer something from what he didn't know. So, why not have a conversation here?

And sure enough, Dante asked back, "Who is that?"

"The one who rules this city."

"Do you mean the mayor? Or the president?"

"More than that."

Dante's suspicious look showed his disbelief. Nero then went on to explain, "The Emperor of the Demon Realm is also the master of Limbo. He has long controlled the entire city through his demons."

"And the Son of Sparta?"

"That's you. Don't you remember?"

"I don't remember anything before I was seven. I said, what you said is true..."

"Boom!"

A loud bang interrupted Dante's questioning. The hunter demon, seemingly convinced that its prey had been hiding here for too long, finally took the initiative and attacked, breaking through the wall and crashing onto the stage. He opened his fang-filled maw and roared angrily:

"——!!!"

The harsh and sharp sound could not be repeated by humans. Nero fell to the ground and rolled forward, avoiding the dagger that the hunter stabbed into the ground.

(End of this chapter)