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Talking about the Master Ye is not boring. Because of that experience, Angel will probably remember it for a lifetime.About Master Ye, Angel once talked with Mr. Feng’s Divine Thought within a painting, but the focus wasn’t on Master Ye then.
Now, it’s rare to speak of this legendary figure; Angel is still quite happy.
As Angel narrated, a vivid character seemed to leap into the mind of the horned Half-Blood Demon.
As time passed leisurely, Angel finally finished speaking about the last bit concerning Master Ye.
Although throughout the process, the horned Half-Blood Demon never saw Angel’s figure, he could hear the surging emotion in Angel’s tone.
For Angel, it seems that "Night" is undoubtedly a person hard to forget.
"Do you now understand why I wanted to sign the Tarot Secret Pact with you?"
The horned Half-Blood Demon slowly returned to his senses, gently sighing: "I understand. I never expected that such a great figure would emerge in the descendants of my clan, well... well..."
Even though he spoke well, the horned Half-Blood Demon’s mood was very low, and even his eyes were wet.
In reality, this scene surely wouldn’t be seen, as he now only retains his soul. But on the Dream Bridge, tears long absent fall from his eyes.
The previous elegance, arrogance, and indifference all disappeared. Only a sobbing former Dante remains calling ’well’...
No matter how moving the scene, it inevitably had to be broken.
Although he noticed the horned Half-Blood Demon still reminiscing about Master Ye, there was plenty of time for him to savor those aftertastes, no rush for this moment.
"It seems that you should be quite satisfied with my answer?"
The horned Half-Blood Demon lowered his head, hiding the reddened tip of his nose, speaking in a hoarse tone: "You truly are a very impolite person."
"If you insist on putting the ’impolite’ label on me, I can accept that." Angel paused: "Since you did not refute my words, then you should be satisfied. Now, this impolite person will collect the reward."
The horned Half-Blood Demon said in a deep voice: "I know you have many questions, I will try to tell you. But I also need you to answer me one last question."
"Please ask."
"My clan’s descendant, Night. Did he ever mention any other Dante people?"
Angel: "No. I know Master Ye is from the Dante Clan because I entered that painting and saw Master Ye’s memories. In Master Ye’s memories, apart from the endless starry nights, there was only the fire under the night sky."
"That fire which made him an orphan."
The horned Half-Blood Demon: "So, the Dante Clan now only has Night left?"
"There is you."
"I’m just a wisp of ghostly shadow, what kind of Dante Clan?" The horned Half-Blood Demon perhaps felt that today’s embarrassment had been lost too, and in conversation no longer had the coldness and arrogance from the outside world.
"So you’ve given up the glory of the Dante Clan, then your glory is really... cheap." Angel knew this was exposing a scar, but he did so anyway. After all, he was a rude villain.
"You..." The horned Half-Blood Demon felt his throat choke, dumbfounded on what to say.
Ultimately, he could only snort: "Naturally, I am Dante Clan, like Night. Apart from Night and me, are there no other Dante people?"
Angel: "I don’t know. But Master Ye’s lineage currently only has him alone; of course, the future may have many little Nights, but..."
Angel hadn’t finished speaking when he felt his ear suddenly burn, as if scorched by fire.
Simultaneously, a lone figure seemed to float before Angel’s eyes, standing amidst the flames, quietly staring at him.
"Master Ye?!" Angel was about to say something, but the figure slowly dissipated again.
Angel touched his somewhat burning ear lobe, silently grumbling in his heart: Was it worth crossing time and domain just to burn me for some idle chatter?
Angel helplessly sighed, refocusing his thoughts back to the Dream Bridge.
The horned Half-Blood Demon didn’t know what had happened outside, still confused about why Angel suddenly disappeared after speaking halfway.
Of course, even if the horned Half-Blood Demon asked, Angel wouldn’t answer. Such an embarrassing matter is better kept to oneself.
"Ahem, let’s continue. After all, Master Ye’s line is left with only him. Maybe, your Dante Clan has other branches, so don’t be disheartened."
Angel originally wanted to say a few more frivolous words; after all, Master Ye alone is worthy of your entire clan. But upon reconsideration, even though he’s now a rude villain, he still needs to keep within some limits... Of course, it’s definitely not because he’s worried about Master Ye coming for a repeat.
"Though I can’t sense any comfort in your words, I accept this notion." The horned Half-Blood Demon’s eyes suddenly became somewhat distant: "Perhaps other clan members are just... hidden from sight."
Angel still didn’t answer, only silently thought: With Master Ye as such a strong backing, why hide? What are they thinking?
"If there are no other questions, it’s time for you to pay me back?"
The horned Half-Blood Demon: "Okay, ask away. However, about many things, especially concerning Naraku City, I basically can’t say; this is the pact I must follow as a guard."
Angel: "I know, don’t rush. The questioning will wait until we go out and reunite with others first. But you have to promise me; the things we discussed on the Dream Bridge cannot be leaked."
"I know, haven’t we signed the Tarot Secret Pact?" The horned Half-Blood Demon asked in confusion.
His focus wasn’t on "the things we discussed," but "Dream Bridge." However, Angel didn’t explain, believing that the horned Half-Blood Demon wouldn’t mention any of the previous things, including the Dream Bridge.
"Let’s go back."
As Angel finished speaking, an invisible large hand emerged from the Gate of Dreams, gently pushing the horned Half-Blood Demon in his astonished gaze.
In the next moment, the horned Half-Blood Demon resting in the exquisite Nightmare Realm opened his eyes.
He looked around and saw Angel beside him, busily gathering the surrounding Illusionary Realm, releasing the two Element partners from before.
However, the protection set up by Ghostly Shadows had not yet been withdrawn.
Angel walked forward: "What are you still doing lying down? It’s time to get up."
Fortunately, Angel didn’t retract Earl Mi’s protective measures; otherwise, if others saw the horned Half-Blood Demon lying on the ground, they might imagine things—this is specifically referring to Dox.
The horned Half-Blood Demon silently stood up, closed his eyes for several seconds, and his turbulent emotions slowly settled, returning to his initial elegant and handsome appearance.
As soon as the Ghostly Shadows protection was removed, Angel saw Dox rushing over, peeking left and right.
"What are you doing?" Angel frowned and asked.
"I’m seeing if my inspiration can appear, helping me review what you all discussed." Dox unabashedly spoke out.
Including Angel, everyone speechlessly looked at Dox... yet you claim not to be a Prophet Wizard! Whose inspiration is used like this?
"Did you find anything?" Angel asked, grinning at Dox.
Dox suddenly fell silent, pausing for a moment: "Even if I find something, I’m not telling you."
After speaking, Dox quite proudly turned around and went to the side of the group.
Angel speechlessly watched his back, the more he understood this guy, the more he felt his appearance and personality don’t match at all; obviously, he looks strongly handsome, yet why is his inner self so complicated?
Angel shook his head and returned to the side of the group, standing beside the Black Earl.
"I’ve said everything I should’ve said, but what I should’ve asked, I haven’t asked." Angel: "Just waiting for it now, together."
As Angel said this, it was very sincere and open, also hoping to win back the trust of the group.
Black Earl nodded: "Then let’s begin."
After a pause, the Black Earl said, "By the way, the people pursuing us behind have suffered a bit. I estimate they won’t catch up for a while. However, more people have already entered the smoke channel."
Previously, the Black Earl had told Angel that he had discovered some situations at the positioning point, which was probably what he was referring to. However, there were still some details that Angel had some questions about, and he intended to inquire in detail after this was over.
...
"You can ask, but I prefer one person asking at a time; I don’t like hearing multiple voices simultaneously. Also, try not to inquire about events from ten thousand years ago in Naraku City because there’s a contract restriction. But as for recent matters here, I can talk to you about them, or maybe you’re interested in hearing stories about those who came before you in exploring this place?" The curly-horned Half-Blood Demon walked over, regaining his previous sense of superiority.
Angel even felt that it was more annoying than before.
"So many rules." Dox muttered quietly, "Moreover, who wants to hear stories about those who came before us? What kind of pathfinders are they? They were simply robbers, weren’t they?"
"I like the term ’robber.’ So, are you not robbers yourselves?" The curly-horned Half-Blood Demon raised an eyebrow.
Dox: "Of course not. We have a deeper purpose for being here."
The curly-horned Half-Blood Demon squinted his eyes, as if pondering something, and after a while, he said, "I don’t know what your purpose here is, but I want to say that there are indeed still some treasures here. If you’ve come for these treasures, then you would still be... robbers."
Dox: "We are explorers, archaeologists. How can the gains from this process be considered robbery?"
"And what about those I mentioned as pathfinders doing similar things?"
Seeing the argument between Dox and the curly-horned Half-Blood Demon escalating, Angel reluctantly stepped forward: "Alright, let’s leave our purpose aside; just focus on answering questions. Also, Dox, you..."
Dox: "Me? What about me?"
Angel thought for a moment, estimating that talking to Dox would waste time again, so he gently lowered his raised finger: "It’s nothing. I’ll ask, you just listen."
After saying this, regardless of Dox’s expression, Angel looked at the curly-horned Half-Blood Demon: "Although you always call me an uncivilized person, before we begin, let me introduce myself. I am Anger Pat."
The curly-horned Half-Blood Demon: "You can call me—Day."
The others didn’t find anything wrong with the name "Day," but Angel understood that this guy was deliberately being provocative. Since his descendant had "Night," he became "Day."
"Alright, Day. Can you start answering our questions now?" Angel deliberately emphasized the word "Day" when he said it.
The curly-horned Half-Blood Demon curved his lips: "Ask away."
"Ten thousand years ago..."
Before Angel could finish, Day interrupted him: "I said before, I can hardly answer anything from ten thousand years ago."
"Including why Naraku City fell, you can’t answer?" Angel asked.
Day was silent for a moment before nodding: "I can’t answer. However, doesn’t the outside world have any records of it? If you’re really curious, you should go and find out yourselves."
Angel: "Alright. Then let me change the question; have you heard of the Mirror Demon God?"
This question, the Black Earl asked before, but Day brushed it off with a simple, "I won’t answer your questions."
Now that Angel was asking again, Day hesitated slightly.
"Mirror Demon God... Why is it always the Mirror Demon God? Who exactly is this Demon God?" Day murmured softly.
"What do you mean? Can you explain more clearly?"
Day thought for a moment and said: "This actually relates to events before the fall of Naraku City, but it shouldn’t be confidential... Let me briefly say something."
What Day said was really brief, because he feared that going into detail would violate the contract.
In summary, just one sentence: they were a group of lunatics, and it seemed like someone was instigating them from behind.
"Weren’t their targets the Hanging Jail Stairway?" Angel asked.
"Their target was the Hanging Jail Stairway?" Day asked in surprise, "I’ve never heard of that."
Upon hearing Day’s response, Angel felt something was strange. Based on reasoning and the positioning of the Underground Church, as well as the information left by the Demon God’s followers, the official institutions they attacked must have been the Hanging Jail Stairway.
But did they ultimately not succeed?
However, Day hadn’t even seen them, were they really that weak? Did they fall at the earlier narrow passes?
This obviously couldn’t be right, having the means to build a church so close to the Magical Energy Array, yet being so weak? That’s impossible!
Angel thought for a moment and told Day about the Underground Church.
After hearing it, Day was still puzzled: "I don’t know about the existence of an Underground Church; was there an entrance there?"
From Day’s response, he indeed didn’t know much about the Mirror Demon God. Angel: "You previously mentioned that these Demon God’s followers might have someone instigating them from behind, who could this person be?"
Day: "I don’t know. Even if I knew, it would definitely be a figure restricted by the contract."
At this point, Day specifically glanced at Angel: "By the way, about the person you mentioned earlier, I won’t speak either. You should understand; he must be within the contract."
The person Angel referred to is Franklin.
This is the Dominator of the Hanging Jail Stairway; Day not being able to speak is understandable.
"Since you’re from the Abyss, do you know if there’s a Mirror Demon God in the Abyss, or any powerful existence associated with mirrors?"
Day: "Without a doubt, this question is not within the contract’s scope. Yet, I’m still sorry that I know nothing about it. Among the Demon Gods I’m aware of, there is no Mirror Demon God."
Dox, quietly on the side: "We’ve asked so many questions, and not a single one has been answered..."
Day was also somewhat silent; these questions he really didn’t know, or couldn’t say.
At this moment, the Black Earl suddenly spoke up: "Do you know the Noah Clan?"
"Noah Clan? I’ve never heard of such a surname..." Day replied, puzzled.
Angel explained quietly: "Noah Clan is a Wizard Family, not from the Abyss. Previously, the Noah Clan was in Naraku City."
Day thought for a moment: "Are they humans? Now that you mention it, I vaguely remember; is it the family that uses the Uisu language?"
"Yes." Angel nodded on behalf of the Black Earl and also asked on behalf of the Black Earl: "Regarding the Noah Clan, what do you know, and what can you share?"
"Besides using the Uisu language, I have no significant impressions." After a pause, Day continued: "However, there’s a guy in the Noah Clan who’s quite interesting; he did something remarkable."
"Remarkable? What kind of deed?" This time, it was Vay asking, with eyes gleaming brightly, clearly imagining a legendary story of his predecessor.
"Unfortunately, it’s within the bounds of the contract, so I can’t say." Day shrugged.
Vay: "It’s actually related to a contract, my predece... cough, what exactly did this individual do?"
"I said already, I can’t say."
Vay: "Can you indirectly tell us, or... maybe use analogies?"
Day reacted with irritation: "Do you think the contract’s loopholes are so easy to find? I can’t say means I can’t say. Also, Angel, I mentioned not having multiple people ask questions; I hate noise. You ask, it will be enough, as you can communicate through the Mind Ribbon."
Angel nodded and spoke to the Black Earl in his mind: "My Lord, regarding the Noah Clan, do you need me to ask anything else?"
The Black Earl thought for a moment: "Ask about that person’s name."
Both Angel and the Black Earl knew who this person was, but Angel still asked as directed by the Black Earl.
However, Day still shook his head: "Can’t say; anything about him, I can’t say. Even if you ask about the color of his clothes, I can’t say."
The Black Earl pondered over this answer for a moment and then instructed Angel: "That’s enough; no need to ask about the Noah Clan anymore. Move on to other questions."