Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 396 Mission: 16-4 Visitors from a Parallel Universe

Mendes is dead.

It died completely. It fell into the depths of its own "vault" and transformed into a magnificent flame, leaving this world.

Amidst the drifting sparks, Nero stretched out his hand and grasped the "greed" born from the depths of his soul.

A new Sin Stone. But that's all.

Dante also leaned forward, firmly imprinting the scene of Mendes being annihilated in the flames in his eyes, and then looked at Nero.

"Can you tell me about what happened before now?"

"Let's talk about this after we get out," Nero said. "This place is about to collapse."

The massive crack above his head proved this was no joke. Phineas was now in charge of the Silver Bag Tower's control room. From this moment on, he would completely destroy the entire tower as promised.

Nero and Dante turned and left. The empty Soul Furnace finally turned into a pile of ashes in the collapse of Limbo.

The white ash was carried high into the sky by the rising flames, and then fell like heavy snow onto the extinguished embers. Nero couldn't tell whether it was the remains of a burned soul or the dust left by the fire from the piles of banknotes and countless gold and silver in the bank.

On the white earth, the setting sun falls from the west.

"Now that things have come to this, it's time to tell you the truth."

Nero turned her back to Dante, her figure in a black dress melting into the sunset glow, a little blurry: "I am not actually the daughter of Sparta."

"……what?"

Well, knowing that this world's Dante was so easily deceived, Nero felt relieved. She turned around and faced Dante, her expression shrouded in shadow. "I'm sorry I lied to you. But at that time, we had little trust in each other, so I could only tell a lie that would be believable."

"No, a lie?"

Unlike Dante, whose expression couldn't be clearly seen due to the lighting, Nero saw Dante's expression clearly spelling out "not a buddy": "You convinced my mom to lie to me?"

Dante's first reaction was this, and then his second reaction was to think of the others: "That's not right, didn't Phineas and Mundus also say that you have Spartan..."

"Yes, I do have Spartan blood."

"But you're not his daughter?!"

Dante was in a state of confusion. Of course, anyone would be in a state of confusion.

A girl who looked only five years older than him, and who was directly related to his father, was not his father's daughter. This was a bit too shocking for Dante, who was just in his early twenties.

Given the direct blood relationship and the fact that she wasn't a daughter, the only thing Dante could come up with was "granddaughter." So, by that calculation, Nero was borrowing the identity of either his father or mother... but why was that necessary?

And this doesn't seem so unbelievable.

"Actually, I'm from another world."

Oh, I see. This is indeed hard to believe.

Dante nodded in sudden realization, then his eyes widened instantly: "Another world?"

"Another world." Nero nodded sincerely. "In another world, I am the granddaughter of Sparta."

"Demon Realm?"

"No, another human world. The history of that world is slightly different from this one. Sparta successfully defeated Mondes, and demons are rarely seen wreaking havoc in the human world."

Hearing this answer, Dante subconsciously raised his head and looked at the ruined city in front of him, which was covered in ashes.

"...That's much better than this shabby place?" "If you work hard now, there's still time." Nero smiled bitterly and made a small joke, "Perhaps Dante over there would envy you for achieving something that surpasses Sparta."

I don't know how he is doing now.

At this point, Dante suddenly came to his senses: "Is everything you said true? Another world... and another Dante or something like that."

Nero raised his hand gently: "Of course."

"Then he must be very happy, living with his family. What a fucking lucky guy."

"Ah... this is... not quite what you imagined."

Nero had a hard time explaining to him how Sparta had left that world alone for the Little Garden, only to have the resurrected Demon Emperor send demons to murder Eve. Dante himself had harbored a grudge against Sparta and his own demonic bloodline for decades because of this incident.

So she cleared her throat and brought the subject back to the topic: "I've gotten off topic. Anyway, there are far more than just one or two worlds like ours. Every world has its own Demon Emperor, Sparta, and beings like you two brothers."

"It's a bit hard to imagine." Dante commented sharply.

"Just do your best. As for the current situation, I've discovered that the Mondes from different worlds seem to have gathered together and are planning something extremely evil..."

"You mean that thing isn't dead yet?!"

"No, everyone in this world should be dead. It's hard to say whether their hands can reach out to us anymore."

Dante slapped his forehead and shook his head. The white hair from using demonic power was mixed with the black buzz cut, making it particularly eye-catching. "Forget it, my brain is not working well. Just get to the point."

"That's all." Nero spread his hands helplessly. "That's all I know right now. I have no idea what the Mondes are planning to do or how to stop them."

"Does this mean I can't rest yet?"

Dante sighed and unreservedly sat down on the dusty steps, gazing at the setting sun behind Nero. "So what should we do next?"

Nero shook his head. "What you should do now is stop and deal with the problems in this world. I will find a way to deal with the problems in other worlds."

"That's... okay. What you said makes sense. We can talk about it later."

Dante raised his hand, wanting to scratch his head, then put it down again, repeating this several times before sighing again, "But I don't know what to do. Shouldn't we just let humans do what they want?"

"If you think you're not smart enough, ask someone else," Nero said. "Next, I have to find a way to return to my original world. I also have to deal with Virgil..."

"Hey, wait."

At the mention of Virgil's name, Dante finally discovered his blind spot.

"You said you were Sparda's granddaughter, and that Dante also existed in your world. So..."

Dante, who had figured it all out, widened his eyes and pointed at Nero with a trembling finger: "You, you are..."

Why did Nero have Spartan blood?
Why did Nero look for Dante after coming to this world?
Why did Nero hate Virgil so much?

Yes, there is only one answer to all this. Because she is——

"She's Virgil's daughter," Nero answered quickly.

"It's mine—ah?"

Dante, disheveled in the dusty evening breeze.

(End of this chapter)