Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 415 Mission: 02-6 What Should Be Done
After entering the cult's headquarters, the situation seemed to remain unchanged.

For Virgil, when he arrived on the island long ago, there was no such building. Back then, the headquarters of the Order was the Castle of Fate on the snowy mountain, where Sparta once lived.

However, the scenery inside the city seemed to have not changed much. Time in Fortuna seemed to flow slower than outside this sea area, like a frozen old photo.

Honestly, upon returning to the island, facing the curious gazes of the inhabitants, Virgil felt a sense of uncertainty. This was his father's former territory, yet he was a mere stranger. He scanned the crowd, trying to spot a single blond figure. Seeing that all the women were wearing hoods, he realized he couldn't remember their face.

This was only natural; at the time, he hadn't taken it seriously. His sole purpose for coming to the island was to search for the legendary relic left behind by his father, and the experience he only now began to care about was merely a minor incident.

Unable to bear the scrutiny, he fled. Rather, he was afraid someone might recognize him. How ridiculous! Someone who could destroy a nation and the world with a flick of his hand was actually afraid of ordinary people.

At this moment, this fear reached a peak, making him unable to even make a sound.

"In bitter sorrow I curse my star. It made my love so high, and me so low."

A voice whispered to Virgil in his heart, "So why not? This fear is proof that you are loved."

Yes, this fear was something he was very familiar with. Ever since that day when he was seven years old, it had haunted him day and night, never leaving.

This was the fear of losing the love of others, the fear of losing those who loved him, a dark nightmare that had haunted him since the day his mother left. Virgil once believed that if he only had power, he would never again experience such loss, never again fear it; later, he thought that if he gave up everything in exchange for power, he would no longer have to fear it.

But to this day, he still fears it.

This fear still made him feel helpless.

"This gentleman."

Before entering the reception room, Virgil, who was staring at Nero's back as he walked in front of him, was stopped by someone from behind.

Virgil waited until Nero disappeared behind the door before reluctantly averting his gaze and turning around. Behind him, a woman named Gilly, dressed in pure white and seemingly close to Nero, said, "I'm so sorry I haven't asked how to address you yet. I hope you don't mind."

"...Virgil." Seeing that she and Nero were familiar with each other, Virgil answered her question. But on the other hand, the relationship between this Jillie and Nero made Virgil curious.

So he paused, raised his head slightly, and asked, "What about you?"

"Just call me Jillie, like Nero."

No, that wasn't what he wanted to ask. Virgil felt a little irritated, but Jillie seemed oblivious to the change in his expression, her smile unwavering. "Nero said you're her biological father. Does that mean you're the child of the Magic Swordsman Sparta?"

what.

Virgil sneered inwardly: Sure enough, these people are always like this. Every time they learn about his bloodline and background, they always talk about Sparta and its power. It's really confusing. Maybe Nero should stay away from people like this...

But he immediately remembered that Nero was still angry with him, and his mood immediately became depressed again, and the frighteningly cold aura on his body became listless.

Although there was no change on his face as always.

Although Virgil didn't respond, Jillie continued, "You may also know that the Demon Swordsman Sparda is the faith of our order. I never expected that after disappearing for so long, he still left behind descendants. I wonder when was the last time you saw him—when you saw your father?"

Hearing this, Virgil completely lost all desire to listen to the other person. After all, he was just a vulgar person who coveted Spartan blood. He had seen this kind of person too many times. "What does that have to do with you?" He said coldly, turning around and preparing to walk back inside. He had made up his mind to keep Nero away from here from now on.

But the following words made him stop.

"Because I want to tell you that at least you have seen your father."

Virgil froze in place, slowly turning his head, his throat trembling: "...What?"

"Unlike Nero, you grew up with your father by your side, right?"

At that moment, in Virgil's eyes, Kyrie's harmless smile was more oppressive than the attack of the Demon Emperor Mondes. The words of this ordinary human with no fighting ability actually gave him an irresistible sense of pressure: "I don't believe you can't see that Nero is very unhappy right now."

Yes, Virgil did know about this, but he didn't know why Nero was unhappy.

Could it be that——this Jillie in front of me knows the reason?

"What this means is..." He spoke quickly, mustering up the courage to break through Jillie's powerful momentum.

But then, Jillie's momentum immediately rose to a higher level, suppressing Virgil again: "Don't you understand?"

She asked seriously, even harshly, "As a father, don't you have anything to say to a child who is only meeting his father for the first time?"

"——!!!"

It turned out to be the case.

Virgil suddenly had an epiphany.

Yes, he did have something to say, something he should have said even when he and Nero first met, but he never said it.

What's more, he actually looked forward to the day when he would meet Sparta and that person would say these words to him as a father. So...

Why did you forget?
He really only thinks about himself.

While Virgil was stunned, Jillie nodded at him and smiled again, then walked past Virgil.

"I'll go call Credo and Nero next...you wait here for a while." She said to the room.

Hearing the response from inside the room, Virgil finally came to his senses and bowed his head towards Jillie, saying softly:

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Jillie smiled slightly and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)