Upon hearing what Voralith had said, Dante's heart pounded like a nuclear bomb, his eyes glowing red with fury as he began to process her words.
"You've got to be kidding me, right? Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?" Dante said, his anger directed at Voralith. He knew deep down it wasn't her fault—who could have predicted such a sudden turn of events?
"And that damn succubus, why didn't she say she needed energy?! She could have just asked, and I would have sent her to the tenth layer of hell to recover! Imprudent woman!" Dante was visibly furious, but Voralith remained silent. She knew it was pointless to argue.
Dante was like a great clock tower; without its gears working properly, the clock wouldn't move forward. Vex, like his other wives, were his gears. "Dante, calm down. You have time to save her; she's not in immediate danger," Voralith tried to pacify him, but his eyes were devastating. Even Voralith trembled before him.
Dante then questioned, "Do you think I've been working so hard just to see one of my women suffer?" Voralith had no answer.
"I'm sorry," she said, but Dante ignored her. She understood there were some emotions in Dante that she couldn't control, especially his feelings in such moments. So, she simply accompanied him to offer support. She still didn't know how to act as a wife; after all, she hadn't fully agreed to it yet. But she knew this was her inevitable end, wasn't it? She had even kissed that man...
Dante continued to walk heavily, his entire focus and possessiveness directed at one thing. He could already feel Vex's presence fading with each passing second. "Damn it," he muttered and used all his speed, which honestly, destroyed half the palace's windows with the sheer force of the wind he generated.
"This man..." Voralith murmured, "He's so blinded that he forgot the Walk Between Flames... would he be this possessive with me too? Maybe I should test it later..." Voralith muttered. She was truly falling into the temptation of that man completely, but she had forgotten something...
Dante had searched the entire continent at supersonic speed just because she had disappeared for two hours, and even then, she wondered how far he would go for her. But she already knew the answer—it was obvious! He would destroy this world if she asked! Well... currently, he wouldn't destroy it because he had married the world, not ironically, but if she knew, she would understand why he wouldn't.
Voralith continued to walk slowly; her job was done, she had informed him.
As for Dante... "Darling," Sara said, approaching him and hugging him, knowing that the last thing he needed was a hug, but he didn't reject it. Yet, he didn't take his eyes off Vex for a single second. "Her aura is fading, her energy reserves are depleted," Dante said, gently pulling away from Sara.
"M-Master! What are you doing here!" Evangeline stammered. She was naked, bathing in demonic energy, in Dante's domain's sea of blood.
Dante observed the woman closely; her breasts were ample, and she had a well-formed lower curve in her buttocks. Although he still couldn't touch this woman, he really felt tempted to defy Hell and take her for himself, but he shook his head. "Get dressed, I need to use these waters. She is about to die." Dante said, and she quickly ran naked to get dressed.
In 2.5 seconds, she appeared wearing a maid's uniform. "Loyal maid ready for service!" she said quickly. Dante looked at her... "Where did you learn that?" he questioned. Evangeline scratched her cheek with her finger... "Well...
reading adult books, I read that men like to have sex with their maids... and I wanted the master to~" "Enough," Dante said, cutting her off, turning his face away, "I need to resolve this; I'll punish you later for being so naughty." He said and walked to the sea of blood.
"What am I doing here?" Dante questioned. To whom? Well, himself. "You don't have the power for this," alter Dante said, "It doesn't matter," he commented. "Her dying is not an option," he continued. "Yes, I know, but you need to understand that~" "Shut up and teach me how to transform her into a complete demon."
Dante felt a sigh coming from his mind, and then, "Give her your blood, and create a contract like Valentina's to ensure her soul is yours," alter explained, and Dante agreed, cutting his finger and letting his blood drip into her mouth. "Naturally, you could transform her completely if you didn't have the power restriction. You will bring her into your family of demons as a...
Daughter." alter said, and Dante frowned. "What do you mean by that?" he questioned.
"She is still alive and has human blood. You will replace the human essence with your essence. So yes, essentially speaking, she will be your daughter and daughter of the other progenitor," alter said. There wasn't much Dante could do against that. "I will replace her lineage then," Dante commented. That was really the case; much had to be done, and he couldn't let her just live like that.
"Well, let's proceed," Dante said. For a few seconds, alter took control of his body and enveloped Vex's body in a red cocoon. Dante felt the magic flow through his body and shape hers; it was indeed the work of a divine being.
He felt every step of Vex's reconstruction. He didn't ask for her opinion nor inform her about what he would do. After all, he knew Vex would gladly accept becoming a true part of his family.
Some time passed, and Dante regained control of his body, feeling Vex's pulse. "Wait a few hours, and she will wake up completely," he heard and sat on the floor, still worried about the woman.
"Wake up, my Demon," Dante said, anxious to see Vex awake again.