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An Yi's consciousness was like a heavy punch, and he fell directly into chaos, and many deranged memory fragments poured up, but when he wanted to take a closer look at what these were, he found that he couldn't remember it anyway.

"Dracu—" An Yi came out of his mouth with an unfamiliar pronunciation, as if he were saying a name, and when he woke up, he found that he didn't know when he reached out and was about to touch the sleeping black-haired man sitting on the throne.

"......," his fingers trembled slightly, then retracted weakly.

He was a little scared, but he didn't know what he was afraid of, maybe he was afraid of the truth and the answer, and he felt that he might not be qualified to know all this.

"Alas......" A faint sigh echoed in his ears, the sigh did not come from him, then it could only be the person in sight.

"We're running out of time." The tired hoarse man's voice sounded again, but in his eyes, the man sitting on the throne was still asleep.

An Yi was a little dazed, he closed his eyes and was silent for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, he had regained his composure, and he asked in a deep voice, "What should I do?" ”

"Find me, find her, and then at the end of chaos, put an end to the interrupted mission."

"Our time is over."

After this sentence ended, he didn't say anything about it, unwilling to be satisfied, hoping to know more and know more about his comfort, and finally crossed the fear in his heart, and resolutely stretched out his hand to touch the other party.

Then, he was woken up by a cacophony of words from an impatient, rude man.

"Ahh Stinky boy is too much! How long are you going to sleep? ”

The picture, once again, shattered like glass.

In a speechless mood, An Yi's consciousness fell into darkness again, and when he opened his eyes, the soft morning sunlight and the face of a middle-aged uncle who was hanging on his head reflected in An Yi's eyes.

It is certain that this time it is finally no longer in a dream.

"Hey, Tracey is really right, giving two slaps is the easiest way to wake up others." Dante withdrew his head from the point where he was looking at Anyi, sat down on the chair next to the bed, picked up an apple in his hand, took a big bite of the pulp, and said with a grin.

Looking at the other party's appearance, it didn't look like a joke, and after a little thought, An Yi was thinking about whether to take advantage of the current time to pull out the Enma Sword and cut this old thing?

"I thought you were gone, what, do you have any plans?" Getting up and stretching, he sat comfortably on the bed, yawning and asking.

Although being interrupted by Dante at the most critical time makes people a little angry, but in comparison, why Dante is here is even more curious.

Sometimes, if you really want to believe it, you have to believe that it is fate, since you have missed it, then there is nothing to regret, the big deal is that the next time you catch the opportunity, that castle still has the black-haired man and those dreams, one day he will get the answer, and he has a hunch, it should not be far away.

"Plans? It's so ugly. Dante threw an apple to Anyi, who raised his hand to catch it.

Although eating fruit as soon as you get up is not good for your health, it is already inhuman, so of course you don't need to care about this kind of thing.

"It's just that after confirming that you are my nephew, I thought that I should train you well, and decided to take you with me for a while." Dante said informatively without care.

"Poof-" His words almost made An Yi squirt out directly, and looked at the other party in shock, after all, he was still fighting for life and death a second ago, and then he suddenly came to recognize his relatives?

"Wait a minute, you're so straight on to the fact that I'm yours...... Eh, that nephew, don't you need to confirm it again? An Yi helped his forehead, sorted out the logic, looked at Dante and asked cautiously.

"Alas......" Dante scratched his hair, sighed, looked at An Yi with some deep eyes, and replied, "What do you think, what is the Enma Knife?" ”

"Except for my father and that guy, even I can't wake up the Enma Knife that was broken like that, and you can get the Enma Knife's recognition, do you know what it means?"

"Well, I can probably understand what you say, it's the so-called confession." An Yi pursed his lips.

"I thought you were just the lucky one who got my brother's magic, but judging by the fact that you were able to use the Dimensional Slash, it's unlikely, unless it's Virgil himself, and it's only possible that he's a descendant." Dante looked at An Yi with a solemn expression and said, "In other words, you also have Spartan blood in your veins!" ”

"Oh." And the latter was unexpectedly calm, and even made his expression freeze.

"Ahem, maybe you didn't hear it clearly, you must know that you have the legendary black knight flowing in your body, fighting against the entire demon army with your own strength, sealing the gate of hell, and saving the blood of the demon Spartan in the human world!" Dante coughed lightly, then hinted madly.

"Oh." An Yi yawned and then saw Dante's somewhat frantic expression, and suddenly realized: "Wow, it's so greasy!" It turns out that I have this legendary bloodline! It's like a dream! ”

"Do you want me to say that?"

"It's so fake! You bastard! Annoyed, Dante took out his two guns and pointed them at Anyi: "Shouldn't you be fucking shocked?" You're a natural demon hunter! O blood of Sparta! Shouldn't you be proud? ”

"To put it bluntly! You should give your uncle and me a little face! How can I pretend to be forced to do this? ”

"Nima!" An Yi raised his leg and kicked the ebony white ivory away, and scuffled with Dante with a curse.

"What is there to be proud of! Spartan magic can't be eaten! Can I still be directly maxed out? After all, people like you deserve to call themselves uncles? Didn't you slap me up with two slaps before? ”

"Okay!" Dante's face was grief-stricken, and he looked like he was killing his relatives: "I'm going to kill you, a little rabbit, and I actually say that my uncle is a brute!" ”

"Grass! Who's going to be stupid! ”

"Bang!" A bullet passed through the foreheads of the two and hit the wall, Tracey held a pistol, leaned against the door sexily, glanced at the two lazily, and said coldly, "Early in the morning...... What do you want to do? ”

"Friendly exchange between uncle and nephew, friendly exchange ......," Dante explained at once, rubbing his hands together.

"Didn't you say you were going to take him to train? When do you plan to start? Tracey asked, glancing at Dante and yawning.

"Right now." Dante rubbed his chin and replied after a moment's thought.

"Eh, what's going on with the training...... An Yi hurriedly asked, he had a bad premonition in his heart, but before he could finish speaking, Dante stretched out his hand and grabbed him by the collar without any resistance at all, and lifted him up.

"My day! What are you doing! An Yi panicked, he found that his magic power was under some kind of restriction and could not be circulated.

"Training!" Dante glanced at An Yi with a gloating smile and then aimed at the huge floor-to-ceiling windows not far away, not far beyond the unfathomable cliffs and dense forest areas below.

"Walk you!"

There was a loud sound of breaking the window, and An Yi flew towards the cliff with a hideous expression.

"I--you-mother!"

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