Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 868 Nero and his old father

Nero naturally also wanted the father he had just recognized to stay.

Dante wanted to destroy the gate of hell, so he smashed it with the sword of rebellion.

Although I don’t know why my father left such a huge gate to hell.

But Dante didn't have any attachment to it. Even if it might be his father's legacy, he was the one who inherited the estate now, wasn't he?

So how to deal with the inheritance is his business.

Nero called out to Dante, who turned around again:
"Dante! Will we meet again?"

Dante did not answer, but simply waved his hand as a farewell.

"What does he mean?"

Nero couldn't help but ask Luther.

"We will meet naturally if we have the chance. Our life span is as long as that of the devil."

Luther said with a smile.

"That's it."

Nero never imagined that he would live a long life.

After leaving the square, Dante headed towards the port in order to reunite with Tracy, but before reaching the port, he met Letty who was standing halfway on the road waiting for Dante.

"Thank you for your hard work. Although the situation is much worse than expected, it proves that you are working hard."

Dante was puzzled as to why Letty, the client, was here. He tilted his head and Letty turned to face the port:

"I'm here to pick you up. I've been asked by Tracy to do so."

"...Thank you very much."

Dante continued walking forward and Letty followed.

"I will deduct the rent of the ship and the part of fighting the demons on the ship from the commission. After all, the ship was almost damaged..."

Faced with this unchanging careful calculation, Dante sighed, but also felt a little like returning to his previous life.

"It's up to you. I'm happy to do it even if I don't have money this time."

Dante said so, and Letty looked at Dante in surprise:

"What good thing happened? Tracy didn't tell me anything. How could it be that you feel happy without money this time?"

That's true. Things became complicated in the first place because Tracy took those things out of home. If Letty knew about this, she would definitely deduct her commission. Although Tracy is not too obsessed with money like Dante, she would still complain if she got less money for no reason. Maybe this has something to do with Letty too. These two women would develop a subtle competitive spirit when they are together.

"...Wait, speak to me. As the client, I should have the right to know, right?"

Faced with Dante who remained silent, Letty asked again and again.

"I really don't have any luck with women..."

Listening to Dante's mumbling, Letty tilted her head in confusion.

After Dante left, Nero stood in the square that had returned to peace, and somehow it felt like a dream because so much had happened.

“…Is this the end?”

Credo and Jillie appeared. Jillie whispered. Nero understood her feelings because he wanted to ask the same question. "It's not over yet. The Pope released a lot of demons before. We still have to deal with them."

Luther said.

These words immediately made several people's expressions look unhappy.

"I went back to check, and Agnes was gone. I don't know where he went."

Credo was still injured. He wanted to find Agnas and just wanted to kill him. However, he didn't expect that Agnas seemed to have been prepared. The technical department was empty and everything was swept away.

With so much time to prepare, I'm afraid that guy had been planning to escape long ago?

Jillie's footsteps seemed particularly heavy in the ruins, and every step seemed to step on the softest part of her heart, causing ripples.

This city, once her childhood paradise and a witness to her growth, is now like an elderly man, struggling to survive a ruthless disaster and devastated.

On both sides of the street, the once prosperous shops are now only broken walls, and the square that was once full of laughter is now covered with dust and broken dreams. Her eyes are filled with both nostalgia for the good old days and worries about the uncertain future.

"The streets...are all destroyed..."

Jillie's voice was low and sad, as if she was expressing endless regret to herself and the land. She unconsciously clenched her hands, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

For her, this city is not just a place to live, but also a spiritual home. Every inch of land carries her memories and emotions.

Nero walked silently to Gillie's side, his eyes were also complicated, but more firm and gentle. He gently put his left hand around Gillie's shoulders, trying to give her a little comfort with his own strength.

However, his own body was trembling slightly because of the hidden secret - his right hand, the hand that had changed due to the special power, was the scar he did not want Jillie to see.

But even so, he still chose to stand by her side, proving his existence and companionship with his actions.

"But we are still alive... so the city was not completely destroyed."

Nero's voice was steady and powerful, as if he was speaking to Gillian, but also to himself. His words were full of hope and strength, trying to find a ray of light in despair.

He knew very well that as long as they were still alive, there was hope of rebuilding their homes and the motivation to move forward.

Jillie felt Nero's warmth and firmness. She slowly raised her head, tears flashing in her eyes, but more of it was understanding and trust.

She gently held Nero's right hand hidden behind his back. Although she did not see its appearance directly, she could feel Nero's inner struggle and pain.

At this moment, she seemed to understand everything about Nero, including his unspoken words and hidden secrets.

"Jilie... I... Nero, may be a demon. Probably, at least, not a human. Even so, are you still willing to be with me?"

Jiliye smiled and held Nero's right hand tightly.

"Nero is Nero, right? No matter what your hands look like, no matter what you look like, you are the Nero I know. You are more human than anyone else."

Nero's eyes turned slightly red, and he felt unprecedented warmth and strength.

He no longer hesitated, and gently wrapped his strange hand around Jillie's waist, holding her tightly in his arms.

At this moment, all the pain, fear and loneliness seemed to disappear, leaving only the warmth and determination of two hearts closely attached to each other.

Just when their emotions were about to reach their peak and their lips were about to touch, a sudden gunshot broke the silence.

Luther interrupted their intimate moment in an almost playful way.

(End of this chapter)