Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 379 Mission: 12-3 Parting Ways
"If you want to verify it, go ahead, but let me be frank: from this moment on, he is my enemy."

Dante stood in front of the hidden safe house, and Nero's voice echoed in his ears again.

Wasn't it a bit too arbitrary to draw such a conclusion based solely on one escape route? This thought had crossed Dante's mind when he heard Nero's words. Vergil might have exaggerated his actions, and perhaps he had lied to them, but his desire to defeat the Demon Emperor was undoubtedly genuine, and his goal was objectively to benefit humanity.

However, Nero answered Dante's question like this: "Whoever kills Mendes will be the new king of the demon world, and anyone who is the king of the demon world is my enemy."

If Virgil does not truly want to bring freedom to mankind, then he will instead bring oppression, and he will become the new Mondes.

Virgil like that is also someone who must be defeated.

Dante reached out his hand hesitantly and knocked lightly on the door three times.

There was no response. But that was to be expected. Virgil was now a wanted terrorist, so of course he wouldn't open the door to anyone.

But Dante must see Virgil.

So the door lock was instantly destroyed by Dante, and the door slowly opened.

The room was dark, with the curtains drawn and no lights on. Dante cautiously stepped inside, holding onto the wall. He closed the door behind him and whispered, "Virgil?"

Still no response. Until before turning a corner, a dark, cold light was unsheathed, blocking Dante's way.

Dante caught it.

"Virgil, it's me," he reiterated. "Dante."

"How did you find this place?" Virgil demanded sternly.

Of course, he'd ask Nero for help, but it wasn't convenient to say this to Virgil right now, fearing it might offend him. He simply pushed Yama's sword away with a casual air and said with a smile, "Why, don't you trust me?"

"That's because you didn't ruin our plan."

Virgil sheathed his knife, took a deep breath, and asked, "You haven't revealed my true identity to anyone, have you? Especially 'someone'."

The truth is, she already knew it when Dante first met Nero, even before Dante himself had recovered his memory.

"of course."

Therefore, Dante had no chance to reveal this matter to Nero.

"That's good. That's good." Virgil breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to light a dim desk lamp, illuminating a small area in front of his desk where his notebooks and a computer were placed.

Dante followed him. "But are you really okay? I saw on the news..."

Virgil immediately frowned, his voice becoming a little colder. "Don't mention this, okay? We are brothers, and I don't want to say anything unpleasant."

He had wanted to ask Virgil if he was sad, but seeing his expression, Dante couldn't bring himself to ask. Perhaps he could just assume he was upset about the people who had died.

Seeing Virgil turn on the computer and start some operations he couldn't understand, Dante leaned against the wall and asked, "The Magic Drink Factory and the News Tower are both destroyed, so what should we do next?"

“…I don’t know.” Virgil replied.

"what?"

"I'm not sure if we have enough power to defeat Mondes right now. Perhaps we should..."

Virgil fell silent again.

Dante spread his hands, took two deep breaths, and then introduced his topic.

"Okay, take your time to think about it," he said. "But you know, I heard a demon at the bottom of the river say that I was the 'future king of the demon world'. Isn't that funny?" Virgil didn't seem to think it was a joke and didn't laugh at all: "Really? Not really. What do you think?"

"What do you think?" Dante hummed and sighed, "I don't know. I haven't thought about what will happen after killing Mendes. I just want to avenge our family."

Virgil closed the laptop in front of him and turned his head away. "Well, I'm not really interested in ruling the demon world. Demons are just a bunch of mindless, lowly creatures. There's no point in ruling them."

See, Nero? Dante was delighted: it seemed that Virgil would not become the king of the demon world as she said.

But Virgil turned around and said, "But you also reminded me that this seems to be necessary to protect the human world from interference from demons."

"Uh... I thought you were going to say kill them all."

"That would be too much effort."

"Then what do you mean?"

"Perhaps we should team up and manage the human and demon worlds together," Virgil replied seriously. "There's no one in this world we can trust more than each other, right?"

However, although he still spoke nice and high-sounding words, Dante's heart slowly sank to the bottom of the icy sea.

"Manage... the human world?"

Dante tried hard to control himself from revealing his flaws, and asked with a smile, "That sounds much more troublesome than killing all the demons."

Virgil really didn't suspect anything. "If you don't want to do it, let me do it. I'll do it well..."

Now, Dante completely gave up.

"Virgil." He interrupted Virgil and whispered, "I remember... didn't you say you wanted to bring freedom to mankind?"

"Indeed, this is the Order's code of conduct. But Dante, where is true freedom in this world?"

Virgil spread his hands, shrugged, and chuckled. "True freedom only brings chaos, just like the demon world. Therefore, humans must be managed. I will ensure that they have enough freedom, much freer than Mondes' rule. Isn't that more than enough?"

"...Yes. Humans are indeed like that."

Dante sighed slowly and deeply, "They are not smart enough, strong enough, or long-lived enough... They cannot bear the responsibility of being 'rulers'."

"That's right! And we are different!" Virgil became excited. "We are Nephilim. We don't have the weaknesses of humans, so—"

"Virgil." Dante interrupted him again, staring at his brother with sad eyes, who was happy that he was "understood". "How long has it been since you cried?"

He asked: Did you shed tears when the society was destroyed and everyone was killed?

"What?" Virgil was stunned.

"I didn't understand what she meant before, but now I understand."

Dante lowered his eyes and sighed. A glint flickered in the corner of his eye, a thought that Virgil and Nero were destined to be irreconcilable.

"I'm sorry, Virgil."

He left a word and turned away.

"I'm human."

(End of this chapter)