Sincerely - your best friend! Marit??Chris??Lawrence

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Putting down the letters in their hands, the three of them looked at Beiya thoughtfully, and then heard Beiya slowly speaking out the information contained in the letter:

"The things they collected are magic tools, just like what Letty said, and the imitation black holy monument is the Gate of Hell. The ritual is probably to forcefully pour the power of the devil into the human body through some unknown means.

, this is also one of the reasons for collecting demon corpses..."

Speaking of this, Bea paused for a moment, a cold light flashed in her bright eyes, and then connected everything together and told the three people:

"As for the so-called "savior"? If I'm good, they collected magic tools and built the gate to hell, probably just to stage a so-called "modern god-making" trick. I can't believe that my grandfather

The worries back then have become an unchangeable fact..."

After saying that, Beja sighed and added a few words at the end:

"As for those chosen by "gods", I think you should know what this means, and at the end of the letter, it is... injured. I am worried that his... identity may be exposed due to the infection of the devil.

, I think you should know that if all this is true, then..."

When Nero was mentioned twice, Beja's guilt was palpable. At the end of the sentence, she even seemed to see the future in the near future, and the worried look in her eyes lingered for a long time...

After taking a look at Bea's worried look, Letty thought for a while and quickly comforted her in a joking tone:

"It seems that I have company this time! Dante, what do you think? Oh! I think you don't have any objection either. Let's just treat it as a trip this time!"

"Yeah! I think so! Let's see who is faster then!"

Letty's words made Tracy nodded in agreement. The latter looked at Dante and spoke in a provocative tone.

Although she was very grateful to Leti and Tracy for agreeing to act together, but thinking of the power of the church, Beja shook her head gently and declined:

"Why don't you go? Although for you, or... Virgil, the church may not be vulnerable at all, but for you, or for us humans, it is still a legacy.

A behemoth of more than two thousand years, even..."

At the end, Beja sighed as she remembered her grandfather's advice.

When Tracy and Letty saw Beja's appearance, they were about to speak out to comfort them. Dante, who was "passive" and silent, finally found the opportunity to speak:

"Hey, my dear sister-in-law doesn't need to worry about this. After all, these two women are the most dangerous women in the world, and didn't you also say so? I am the "Son of God",

What you should be thinking about now is how to explain all this to this kid Angelo. After all, to him, my stupid brother..."

At the end of the sentence, Dante did not say the following words, but Beja, who was leaning on the bed, nodded thoughtfully, then looked outside and shouted:

"Angelo! Come in!"

At this time, Angelo, who was resting downstairs, heard his mother's call and immediately ran up to the second floor. When he opened the door, he saw the four of them looking "happy", as if they had known each other for a long time...

…

This is impossible. He shook his head and suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind. Angelo asked with a puzzled look on his face:

"Mom! Why did it take so long to say it? It's almost dawn outside. Even if it's a thank you, it won't take so long, right?"

After saying that, he looked at Dante and the other three with wary expressions. Indifference, wariness, and instinctive "distrust" expressions appeared in the eyes of the four of them.

Angelo's expression made all three people, except Beja, stunned for a moment. Maybe they were worried when they were downstairs, so they didn't notice anything. But now, the three people who knew everything saw Angelo.

His expression was inexplicably distressed...

"Alas~..."

With a long sigh, Beja lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed when Angelo's extremely cold and gloomy voice echoed in the room:

"Hmph! Humble humans, put away your eyes, we don't need your pity! Let me see your eyes next time, I really don't mind killing you!"

As he spoke, his right hand slowly grasped the handle of the knife...

Seeing Angelo's appearance, before Beja could start scolding him, Dante smiled and said in an indifferent tone:

"Ah? Well, it looks like you really need some training, that bastard dad of yours..."

Having said this, almost as soon as the "bastard dad" said it, perhaps it stimulated Angelo, who was like a frightened lone wolf...

He suddenly grasped the handle of the knife, and then, for a moment, the thought that flashed through his mind made him let go of the handle, and then his right hand, like lightning, instantly grabbed Dante's neck, and the latter also "cooperated" and turned over.

He rolled his eyes. At this moment, an extremely cold aura, like an icy sharp blade, enveloped the room...

"Hmph! You despicable human being, my father is the son of the noble Sparta. No matter how "bastard" he is, he is not someone you, a despicable human being, can slander..."

For a moment, when the cold words echoed in the ears of the three women, the three of them reacted to the changes just now. Seeing this, Beiya scolded:

"Angelo, stop it!"

"I don't! Who allowed this despicable human being to slander my father..."

"Angelo, let him go quickly, things are not what you think!"

"Mother? Humph! Although I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup you poured into my mother..."

Seeing Angelo still looking murderous, Beja sighed softly, and then suddenly shouted:

"Let go! He's your uncle!"

As soon as these words came out, the extremely cold aura that enveloped the room instantly stagnated. Then all three of them saw Angelo startled for a moment, and then slowly released his right hand that was holding Dante's neck.

, an expression of complete disbelief...

As for Dante, after being put down, he pretended to cough twice, then took a "big breath" of air and responded in a tone that seemed to be appreciative:

"Cough! Huh~~, cough! You brat, your hands are quite strong. They are even bigger than my brother's. Ahem!"

After saying that, he coughed one last time, and then passed his right hand across his chest while covering his neck. The four people in the room suddenly saw the shadow of a scarlet demon disappearing...

It should be said that what was more shocking than the moment when the three women saw the fleeting shadow was that Angelo not only saw it, but also sensed it, that kind of blood connection, and even...

…

"Are you really my uncle who doesn't even have a name?"

For a long time, Angelo showed an expression of disbelief and asked uncertainly in a trembling voice.

Seeing Angelo's reaction, Dante felt very complicated at the moment. After all, he was not ready yet...

Well, this time for the first time Dante hated that things were developing so casually, just like his whim character.

"Well! If your bastard father is really named Virgil, then he must be the same person as my old brother!"

After speaking in a half-joking tone, Dante's heart trembled slightly as he looked at Angelo's extremely complicated expression.

Really, really, the uncle who only existed in his mother's dictation, and even his mother didn't know the specific name, was now standing in front of him...

How could it be, how could it be like this, wait, if this is really the case, then father...

His face has changed several times, and he hasn't looked like this for a long time since he was ten years old...

"Where is my father? If you are really his brother and my uncle, then you must know where my father is?"

As soon as Angelo said these words, he saw something wrong with Dante's face. It was impossible for a guy like him to show such an expression...

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. Angelo turned to look at the other two women, and finally looked at his mother. He said nothing, but the look in his eyes said more than anything else in his words.

"He's dead!"

Beja responded with a complex expression.

After thinking for a long time, facing Angelo and her own son, Beja really couldn't figure out what kind of lie could be used to deceive him, and even if it was really deceived, how long could it be deceived...

Thinking of this, looking at Angelo's expression at the moment, from confusion, confusion, and disbelief at the beginning, to doubt, anger, and finally an extremely crazy look, Beja's heart was like a knife...

"Impossible! Impossible. My father is the son of the noble Sparta. He will never die. He will never die. Didn't you say that he is the son of God? And you, you, you must be lying to me.

…”

The extremely angry words were almost yelled out. After saying them almost repeatedly, Angelo pointed at his mother and the other three people in the room with tears in his eyes. This action he had never done before.

Even in the end, Angelo grabbed Dante's collar with both hands, pushed him against the wall, and shouted angrily:

"What on earth did you tell her? Aren't you my father's brother? If you can live, why would he die? You must be lying to me! Where is he? Where is he?"

The angry roars and the cracks in the wall due to constant impact all revealed Angelo's extremely restless heart at this moment.

In fact, if you use force, you can easily break free from Angelo's restraints. However, at this moment, maybe you will feel a little more comfortable if you let the young man in front of you pick up the long blade hanging on your waist and chop yourself twice.

Bar………

Thinking of this, Dante's eyes flashed with extremely guilty light. At this moment, Dante didn't want to say anything at all.

What to say? What to say? No matter how much you say, the facts that have been formed cannot be changed. After all...

"Angelo! Let go, calm down, Angelo..."

After shouting a few words, the house was almost hit by Dante who was pushed by Angelo. Beja gritted his teeth, suddenly opened the quilt covering his body, and then pulled Anjie who had lost his mind.

Luo, finally......

"Crack!"

An extremely loud slap followed by a red palm print appeared on Angelo's face. The latter turned his head in disbelief and saw Beja with a trace of sadness in his eyes...

"Now, have you calmed down?"
To be continued...