In fact, Allen had a feeling he was delivering himself into a trap.

It wasn’t a trap made by the woman named Rebellion in front of him, claiming his servant nor whether she really did hold evil schemes and plans for him but a trap made by none other than, his greatest dislike…

Fate.

Fate was probably planning to do something to him, something he doesn’t even want to know.

Even still, he wanted to know what it was for him to prepare himself.

Though this was certainly useless, after all, nothing could have prepared him for what he met at the next moment.

There was no way of warning him what lay in wait for him in the next second nor he realized that he was escaping one nightmare – this world’s problem and land into the middle of another – more problematic than the future he had known already!

He was now facing a problem greater than the demon war.

Even the entire world at stake isn’t as grandiose as this!

... ...

... ...

Mia sighed as she let go.

“Father?” Ciel stared at her father. Although she couldn’t understand what is going on but she can still feel the tense atmosphere around her.

She was a very bright girl – in fact, children her age could never be compared to her intelligence!

Thus, although she couldn’t understand anything, she has a feeling that something bad is happening…

Ciel bit her lower lip as she stared at Allen – she seems to want to say something but doesn’t know what.

She could only look at Allen, worry filled her face.

How can Allen make a little girl worry? Allen smiled softly and kissed her forehead which made the little girl giggle in happiness.

Allen grabbed the orb much of Rebellion’s happiness.

"... ..."

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However, after a few moments, nothing happened.

Rebellion’s eyes widened. Why?

It supposed to glow and be absorbed by Allen as it was a piece of his soul containing his memories… but why?

Allen looked at the orb, doubtful.

“Shishishishi, and here I thought that small kid was Lord Dante, it seems like the great Rebellion can also make mistakes~” At this moment, a mocking voice rang out.

Allen frowned. There was actually someone close to them and yet, he didn’t feel anything… how?

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“This voice!?” On the other hand, Rebellion’s eyes narrowed and immediately stood protectively in front of Allen and the others.

“Alastor!? Why are you here in this world?!” Rebellion shouted furiously.

Did he chase her until here?

This is bad!! Then did Lord Virgil already know?

“Shishishi, Servant Rebellion, Master Virgil is looking for you and of course,”

Allen sensed something dark moving in the shadows, walking towards them, and now he knew what.

A handsome man around 30s – 40s with a purple hair and a pair of glowing dark ruby eyes walked out of the dark corner.

He has long curved horns akin to that of a ram from each side of his head and a tail constantly swaying behind him.

Similar to Allen's Devil Form, the man has a pair of black feathery wings on his back.

He was wearing a black outfit. Black trench coat with silver linings on the side.

On the right chest part of the clothes was an inverted silver cross engraved on it.

The man stared at Allen and muttered, “… Great King, or should I say, Lord Dante, my Master is waiting for you."

Allen's eyes narrowed.

"... Although I did say that before but I don’t think Rebellion would mistake someone else to be her master – you are Lord Dante, are you not?” In contrast to his devilish appearance, he showed a gentle expression.

The man bowed like an aristocrat towards Allen. “Thus, please accept my invitation,”

“My lord, don’t believe in that bastard!” Rebellion materializes her sword.

“He works for Lord Virgil!”

Seeing Rebellion’s fighting spirit and killing intent surged up, Allen was affected.

“Now she’s talking my language,” He smiled as his miniature hands started turning into ferocious claws.

“No wonder the sky looks so funny - I have two weird guests today…” He shook his head helplessly.

Allen turned towards Mia and Celty and gave her Ciel who was watching the scene with curiosity.

“Father?” She asked, confused.

“Behave, my dear, your father’s going to a party,” Allen smiled as he kissed her forehead.

“Adult style…” He grins.

Allen knows that with the appearance of these two, talk is not needed any longer.

He can even smell the gunpowder wafting in the air, waiting to explode.

From here on, fists will do the rest!

Besides, Allen was never someone who would want to talk to settle things.

He rather uses his power to persuade or settle situations!

“Go, Mia, protect Ciel for me,”

Mia frowned. “But, Allen, are you really sure about this?”

She glanced at Rebellion and the man named Alastor.

Neither of them seems to be an ally and most of all, both of them possess power she can’t imagine.

“I know,” Allen replied with a smile. “However, if I were to choose, an old man or a beautiful lady – the answer was already clear.”

That reason was already enough for him…

Allen’s answer caused Mia and Celty to shake their heads in helplessness.

A womanizer to the core.

“Do you want me to help? – Is what I want to say but I don’t think I can do anything in this battle though,” Celty said with a bitter smile.

Even though she doesn’t know how strong they are but just looking at Garth and Stella who was just being played a while ago by Rebellion, she knows that battle that will happen will be on a different level from her.

She would just be on his way…

Haa, she couldn’t help but sigh in bitterness. She was still too weak… she was left behind by Allen.

Though if one looks closely, Allen was certainly the weird one here.

His power just grows as if he was sitting on a bullet train.

It was too inconceivable and Celty’s power was in fact, already above the norm.

“If something happens, we will immediately come and help,” Mia said before kissing Allen on the lips.

“Even though our power isn’t enough but we won in numbers…”

Mia was a smart person. She knows that she wouldn’t be of use and would only be a baggage.

Those who want to stay and fight even though they are weak just because they want to show off their love and friendship – she thinks that they are nothing but a fool.

A good woman would know what to do when their husband wants to rampage – Leave him until he’s satisfied and just watch silently at the side and only act when it was necessary.

Don’t be a piece of metal that shackles him during a dangerous battle!

That is the worst sin a good woman would do to her lover!

“I know,” Allen smiled sweetly.

“Brother take care,” Garth and Stella said before following Mia and Celty leaving the area.

“How sweet,” Alastor muttered.

“That is why Lord Virgil is the strongest, Lord Dante. That is because you wanted to retain your humanity,”

“Strongest?” Allen turned around and stared at Alastor.

“I don’t know who this Virgil is and I don’t care if I’m Dante or whatever at this moment – but whether who is strong or not is still a question without an answer, isn’t it?”

“… …”