"You..." Rose murmured, seeing the man in front of her staring intently.
"Plotting against me, I can understand. Luckily, you canceled your plans... But really... Were you planning to use that little girl against me?"
In front of Rose stood a Dante that few people knew... A Dante, just as crazy, if not crazier, than Valentina.
This Dante had appeared only a few times... A Dante who fully embraces the path of extermination... The Dante who saw Adam Smith hit his wife... This was the Dante standing before her.
"I didn't do anything," Rose confronted, watching the man's expression... Dante was not happy...
The reason? Just as Dante despises those who dare lay a hand on his wives... He equally loathes anyone who uses children in evil schemes...
"Really? That's not what I saw," he remarked, smiling sarcastically.
"Whatever you think you saw, it's a lie," she asserted. Clearly, she couldn't afford to falter. She had learned one thing during all the time she spent with Dante in the city.
'Don't mess with the Infernal Progenitor.'
She had analyzed Dante from the moment she met him; with each passing second, she understood more and more what was happening with him. Every second she spent with him, she believed more that this man was Hell itself...
Even the King of Vampires, known for being overly protective of his daughter, had allowed him to embrace her without saying a word.
'I can't fight him... Even if I have more energy to the naked eye, I don't know how long I could last against a progenitor...'
"Are you being cautious around me? How amusing..." Dante murmured, looking around.
Where had he ended up? In the personal mansion of the Seusther Clan.
Around him, thousands of Vampires were watching... And they weren't weak Vampires... All of them were at least on par with one of Vlad's imperial soldiers...
"An army hidden here... how amusing..." Dante murmured... Why was he here? What was his objective?... So many things...
'Don't kill her... just cause some chaos... I still want her for myself, calm down.' Dante thought, his excitement growing... He wanted to fight... he wanted to possess that woman's power for himself...
If Vlad wasn't going to join him... It was better to just take the strongest woman for himself... Not that he was that desperate... But this woman was truly interesting.
"Enough!" They both heard a cute voice between them, and they looked down to see a little girl in gothic clothes standing between them, her hands open as if to separate them.
Dante saw her and couldn't help but find her extremely 'Cute.'
"You! You damn bastard! If you're so eager to flirt with my mom, ask her to go to a restaurant! Have a date, not a fight!" She yelled, completely unconcerned about who was listening, then turned to Rose.
"And you! I told you not to fight! You're forbidden to fight!" She roared, furious at her own mother...
"Now, all of you! Leave! Nothing happened here!" She shouted again, and the Vampires who were ready to attack Dante if he moved...
Suddenly obeyed her command, as if they were under...
'Charm...' Dante murmured...
One of the abilities that Vampires and Demons share. A kind of magic that hypnotizes the target, leaving them in a state of complete attraction, making any of the caster's words obeyed. The target becomes entirely at the mercy of the one who cast the spell... Well, it's not exactly magic; it's more of a racial trait.
'By the scale... not even I, with my fourteen years in Kryoris, could do something like this...' Dante thought, as he stared at the immense aura the little girl was releasing.
"She's quite authoritative, huh?" Dante questioned, completely breaking the tension, and Rose couldn't help but sigh, "Children at this age are too impulsive... At least she didn't kill everyone like last time," Rose commented, shrugging, as if it were completely normal for a little girl of what? About 6 years old?
'She has potential...' Dante murmured, trying to understand the girl, but...
"Stop trying to ogle me, you pervert!" She said...
"W-what?" Dante lost his composure for a moment.
'She sensed it?! No one in this world had sensed it before! Not even the King!!' Dante roared internally.
Meanwhile...
"Perhaps we should warn them that he's in the city, right?" Nosferatu questioned the King, who was still lost in thought on his throne.
"We don't want any trouble in the local commerce, especially now that, well..." He wanted to continue, but the King raised his hand, signaling him to stop.
And Vlad stood up.
He sighed.
"The Vampire Count—Dante Scarlet is in the Capital!" Vlad's voice echoed throughout the city, and all the Vampires... immediately trembled...
Those who heard it...
Chaos erupted...
"He likes to cause problems for others, doesn't he?" Dante remarked, commenting to Rose, who looked up at the sky when Vlad uttered those words.
"He takes a certain pleasure in scaring his subjects," Rose commented, while the little girl continued to watch them.
"I'd like to know when I became a Vampire Count, I didn't ask for that," Dante said. "It's a common treatment; he likes to give titles to those who never ask for them," Rose said, as if it were natural. "So that's how it is... Did it happen to you?"
The dark atmosphere had completely vanished, just like that... They were just... standing there, talking...
"He did the same thing to me," Rose said, a bit frustrated, as if remembering an old memory. "I'm sorry, I think I know how you feel."
"So... what are we going to do now?" Rose asked after a moment of silence.
Dante remained silent for a few seconds... Well... He needed to return to Nagasawa, but... there was an opportunity... a small opportunity to...
"Want to go to a restaurant?" He commented casually, "I'm hungry."
"Hm? Looking like that? You'll be recognized immediately and create chaos. We're Vampire Counts," Rose commented. "So what? I do what I want," Dante said, looking at the little girl.
Earlier, when he held her hand, he felt a familiar sensation, but he stayed quiet. He had already sensed something different about her, but... He was still holding back to better understand what this being was... clearly not an ordinary Vampire.
"Hey, do you want to eat some sweets?" Dante asked, of course, throwing out bait to lure the two of them somehow...
"YES!" She replied, and he had already noticed... She loved blood sweets.
Rose looked at him as if he had committed a great crime... 'Damn manipulator!' she roared internally.
"Alright," she agreed. Well, she had nowhere to run.
And so... the Demon King and the little vampire girl went...
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Meanwhile...
The world was almost silent, the woman wearing a long white dress walked through the vast darkness, her eyes focused on the light at the end of the corridor... the only sounds were her high heels, gradually getting louder, echoing throughout the vast and spacious area.
She walked, walked, and walked, never losing the rhythm of the environment, never faltering between steps, until finally arriving at the sanctuary...
A strange sanctuary, completely white, with a Nordic house standing in the middle of nowhere...
"Sorry for taking so long..." She murmured as she prepared to enter the house, a Nordic temple she didn't like to remember too much...
The sound of the enormous door creaked as she entered the place, and upon closing it, a bang echoed, sending a gust of wind that lifted her long hair...
"I'm back... Father," she said, her voice sad and monotone...
Before her lay a lifeless body, yet... still intact after all that...
The man's skull bore a cross-shaped mark... Of course, a fine mark, like a... spear.
His eyes were closed, but she remembered the calm glow in them, like a serene pond. Despite being a truly mischievous man... She didn't hate him for his choices, but...
"Why..." She questioned, addressing the lifeless body. She had so many questions, so many things, so many moments she wanted to have shared with him, but... "Why did you flee our home? Why did you flee our kingdom?"
"Why... why did you abandon me and my sisters in Asgard while you stole Odin's Spear... Father?" she questioned again... She was furious...
"I searched for you in all the nine realms, I searched on the surrounding planets, I faced Nidhogg, I broke the Bifrost... I shattered several branches of Yggdrasil just to find you... Dead among the Realms... In an unknown world I've never heard of."
Slowly, tears began to fall from the frustrated woman's face... She didn't like coming to this place, but she always came to see him... She had a special connection with this man, and he was everything to her...
He was her beginning, her father... Although he wasn't the best of fathers, she loved him deeply... but her paternal love was taken away... just as her mother had also died at the hands of her own grandfather...
"He stole Gungnir from the Old Man and went to an unknown world to play with its beings and gave them the Weapon capable of killing a God..." she murmured...
"I hope you forgive me for coming to retrieve the Spear."
"I... Fenrir, Daughter of Loki... will not let my father's death be in vain."