"Are you ready?" Arieta asked, watching Dante in much looser clothing. He was wearing a black button-down shirt and black jeans, with a black hat and orange-tinted glasses. He looked like a total...
"You really need a stylist; you look awful," Ranni said, completely breaking the silence Arieta had been maintaining while just observing.
Dante looked at her, then said, "Ah... women just don't understand the charm of a redhead in black." He snapped his fingers, summoning a contrasting red trench coat that matched his hair and glasses. "Keep quiet, okay? I'm in a good mood, so don't ruin it," Dante said seriously, just as Nagasawa appeared by his side.
She was dressed in a green leather outfit that highlighted every detail of her body, looking absolutely stunning. "Beautiful as always," Dante said, kissing her cheek, while the other two women reacted less favorably...
"Tsk... this makes me sick," Ranni muttered, and Arieta agreed. "Displays of affection exhaust me," she said. The two were clearly sisters and in sync... As for Dante and Nagasawa... "Jealous much?" Nagasawa said, wrapping her arms around Dante's, while he looked at them with no reaction.
But the real problem came next.
"WAKE UP!" Dante shouted, and Asta, who was still knocked out, enjoying his rest, woke up in a panic, jumping to his feet as if he were under attack.
"Defensive position! We're under attack!" he yelled, still half-asleep, but quickly looked around, seeing everyone staring at him...
"Idiot..." Arieta murmured.
"Super idiot..." Ranni added, and he turned to them, "What happened?" he asked, but nothing would be explained to him.
"We've delivered the message; we need to take him to the king, yes?" Arieta said politely.
"Hm... seems like this idiot doesn't remember what happened here... hahaha, what a fool," Dante thought, watching how confused he was. That was the problem with some vampires... they were just too stupid.
They headed outside, where strange horses awaited them. Dante observed the horses closely, and they were clearly... "Vampire Horses?" he asked, smelling the putrid stench of blood emanating from them.
"Horses bred by the Vampire King. They're the fastest in the world... Well, he thinks so, but I'm sure the witches have faster animal transportation methods..." Ranni said, making it clear that what the king thought didn't align with her beliefs, something Dante hadn't expected. Despite having some memories of the Dragon Progenitor, he couldn't access that knowledge.
He nodded while continuing to observe, showing a light smile of discovery as he stroked Nagasawa's head. "But I prefer to use that word only for my wives. The city is just pretty; only they are beautiful," he said as he felt Nagasawa give a small, satisfied smile and lean her back against his chest.
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"But yes, indeed, it is very pretty," Dante said, a smile involuntarily forming on his lips. In front of him, he saw a city that was even darker than those in horror movies.
Flying bats and ancient structures suggested they came from remote times; even he could feel that, despite their age, the buildings were extremely sturdy. Like a Dark Fantasy in the Victorian Era. Despite being gloomy, the capital was reasonably illuminated by the lights from the houses. In a world where night never ended, the city had a confusing mix of depression, joy, and, above all, danger...
"Seriously... this is starting to look more and more like that strange story I read in my adolescence," Dante thought, remembering his life as Aisha... since it even shared a- Never mind, we're dealing with something dangerous here.
At the very least, what stood out the most were not just the powerful auras he sensed coming from the city; they were not one or two but thousands... Thousands of extremely strong Vampires that he had never even imagined existed. For someone who had been strong since birth and upbringing, exploring the world didn't make sense if he was already strong... But now?
His blood was boiling to fight with all he had... Even knowing that, for him, this was just a big child's play at this point.
Dante's current strength could be compared at least to that of an average ruler. His body limited his strength significantly, especially now that he had the memories of the Dragon Progenitor within him. Not having a Dragon's body and the Blessing of Mana made his entire body involuntarily nerfed, and did this frustrate him? Of course, it did.
His true objective had already changed several times, and he was slowly mastering these two worlds just by having his wives... But despite being a Vampire, a Bloodsucker, Dante is not a worm who will depend on his wives to be strong. And that was the real reason he was now heading to the adversarial continents.
He wants to go to the Fairy Forest, to the Iron Mountain of the Dwarves, to explore the Werewolf Desert, the Titan Pillars that raise the city of the Giants, and now... He is in the home of his kind... or his former kind. Dante's mind is so troubled by having so many personality problems that saying Dante is a being without a defined race is almost accurate.
He knew he had become extremely strong since he killed Ethan Smith, since he defeated Asmodeus and consumed the essence of Lust, as well as when he regained part of his memories and a fragment of the sin of Pride from his former devastated world.
But one question remained... How much stronger had he become? How much could he really handle his opponents? Would he kill a vampire count in a single blow? How many people would he kill if he lost control once again? He wanted to know the limits of his ego, the limits of his essence of life.
He wanted to be able to control how strong he was, but to do that, he would need to test everything... And that was his current goal.
The change had already begun, and it was time for the blossoming of all the great talents. It was the right time to start showing his true strength.
"Dear, you're making that scary face again..." Nagasawa said. He hadn't even noticed, but she had already moved away from his chest and was looking at him deeply... "I'm just planning our next moves, dear," he said, pulling her face close to give her a gentle kiss. "Let's have some fun, shall we?"