My Blood Legacy: Reincarnated as a Vampire

"Well... put it this way... I feel kind of bad for having helped my wives satisfy themselves," Dante confirmed with a mischievous grin.

"Well, on paper, I was actually kidnapped and caught in a time trap. I had no choice but to relieve them in any way I could." Dante shrugged as if it were something completely normal.

Fenrir felt a chill at hearing the man's words. She could hardly imagine the number of.... things Dante must have done having sex at the age of 150. Her gaze slid down his muscular body, imagining all the sinful things those strong arms and big hands had already done.

'Don't think about it! It's the smell! The smell! Don't let it take you! Fenrir thought quickly turning away from all the thoughts he could have.

"It must have been... exhausting." She murmured, her voice coming out a little shaky.

"Oh, you bet it was." Dante laughed, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of humor and lust. "But I've adapted. And let me tell you, after a century or two, you get very creative."

He approached her slowly, his steps graceful and predatory. "You must have some... fantasies, don't you Fenrir? Things you've never dared to do?"

Fenrir swallowed dryly, her heart racing. She could smell the musky scent of the man's arousal, mixed with the humidity in the air. Her body was already reacting, her nipples hardening and her sex becoming moist.

Dante noticed how she felt and let out a little chuckle... "Pfff..." He then stood up.

"Teasing you is fun, too bad I don't have time for new adventures," Dante said and held out his hand. "Come on, we need to talk." He said and Fenrir, still beside himself, took his hand and shuddered slightly, but stood firm and got up.

"W-what are we going to talk about?" She asked a little nervously and embarrassed...

Dante smiled, still with an amused expression, but calmer now. "Nothing much, just some unfinished business. You've shown yourself to be more... human, so to speak. It's not often I see a being like you so vulnerable," he said, with a touch of teasing, but no disrespect.

Fenrir, now standing, looked at him with a slightly puzzled look, trying to understand what he meant. "What do you mean 'human'?" She asked, not knowing whether he was joking or serious.

Dante laughed lightly, a low but engaging sound. "You have emotions, Fenrir. And, honestly, I'm not complaining about them. On the contrary, I'm curious to see how far it goes." He tilted his head slightly, watching her reactions with interest.

Fenrir, still nervous, felt a mixture of confusion and discomfort. She knew that Dante liked to mess with people, but she didn't know to what extent it was a joke or something more serious. She straightened up, trying to regain her composure. "So... what did you want to talk about?" She finally asked, trying to get the conversation out of such uncomfortable territory.

Dante looked at her with a reassuring smile. "About the future. Things are about to change in a way that you may not be fully prepared to understand. And when that happens, it will be good to be aligned."

Dante, still with the same calm posture, guided Fenrir into the room where the other women were gathered. The atmosphere was calmer now, without the previous tensions, but an atmosphere of expectation still hung in the air. As he entered, he made a broad gesture with his hand, indicating that it was time to gather everyone together.

"Things are about to intensify. Astaroth has already taken the first step towards bringing chaos to Hell, and if I don't act, he will be free to unleash a cataclysm on the plane of darkness," Dante began, his voice deep and serious. He looked at the women, one by one, seeking the gaze of each of them. "But while I go to Hell to stop Astaroth, I need you to look after Mary Rose here. The balance between the worlds needs to be maintained, and she's the key to that."

Alice smiled and commented, "My witches are already following her. I put an Anti-magic Rune on her body without her realizing it, well, she'll never find out." Alice nodded, "Right now she's on the Eastern continent." Alice said and looked at Lyrianna, "She's in the Murim Alliance" Alice said and Lyrianna's gaze turned dark...

"The Attack..." She muttered... "Yes, it was probably the Murim Alliance that helped the demon cult summon the tree that was in the Empire." Alice confirmed.

"Ah... how complicated..." Nagasawa murmured, she was still Lyrianna's General a long time ago... "What the fuck did I do... I should have suspected..." She said, rubbing her temple.

"It's okay." Lyrianna said, "At least we all survived."

"That doesn't matter now." Dante said and looked at Valentina and Morgana, "I want you to take care of protecting this place. For some reason I think She knows what's going on, but I don't think She knew about you being goddesses again." Dante said and looked at Fey.

"Isolate this place from the world, even more than before." he said and she nodded.

"The Virtues are here, she'll want to attack. When that happens..." Dante said, turning to Fenrir... "I want you to use energy from the end to erase them, anyone who appears here must not even die and become a soul that goes to hell. Just erase them," he ordered and Fenrir nodded.

"The rest of you... I want you to start preparing. Eldrax and Voralith will fly around with invisibility magic and watch for anything that comes near. While the others will arm themselves and get ready. Take turns every hour, I've started forming everything I need. If she really wants everything to end, she'll come after the virtues." Dante ordered and looked at Sara...Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Darling, you stay with your sisters. Try to get them to work together to protect you." Dante ordered and Sara nodded...

"As for you..." He said, looking at the remaining women... "Team up with Fenrir and beat everyone up, and play for her to finish."

"Aren't you being too cautious?" Fenrir questioned.

"She managed to revive Tiamat, for her to be able to revive dead soldiers shouldn't be that difficult. Considering the dark magic she possessed," Alice said suddenly.

"That's exactly what I'm worried about." Dante spoke and looked at the two Dragons, "Don't fight tiamat. That's an order." Dante spoke as he looked at them, "If Tiamat comes, hide and wait for Alice to destroy the control spell. Or let Fenrir fight her. You two CANNOT FIGHT HER." He said, looking straight into the eyes of Voralith and Eldrax, who nodded as they sensed how serious he was.

Both dragons nodded firmly, understanding that the mission was much bigger than a simple battle. The gravity of the situation was clear, and they were not going to disobey.

Dante took a deep breath and looked at all the women around him. "Now, prepare yourselves. The coming battle will be fierce. And I trust each and every one of you to ensure that Mary Rose and any threat are eliminated." Dante said, preparing to leave the room...

"Wait, where are you going?" Sara asked, her curious gaze turning to Dante. He smiled, looking calm, as if everything was under control.

"There are still two sins left and they're probably in Hell. So I don't have much to do... But I'm going to summon someone to help Voralith and Eldrax," replied Dante, his voice laden with a certain mystery.

"One person?" Sara asked in surprise, before feeling the air around her change. A portal began to open, the light flashing as a figure emerged. It was a Vampire, with snow-white hair, moving with a silent grace... Ranni.

"Give me the sword soon." Dante said, his tone direct. Ranni, with a look of disgust, wasted no time.

"Tsk, give it back." She ordered, throwing a platinum sword in his direction.

"All right, all right... come on." Dante said, deftly picking up the sword. He held it for a moment, before making a small hole in his finger, causing a drop of blood to run down the blade.

"Summoning magic," he muttered, and the sword glowed brightly, its supernatural energy spreading throughout the room.

And then, from the glow radiating from the blade, a female figure emerged, bowing to Dante with unusual grace. Her eyes shone with a majestic calm, and the air around her seemed to revere her. It was Talassa, the Spirit Dragoness, with whom Dante had made a contract - the imposing and mysterious figure who now appeared before them.

Ranni's gaze fixed on the dragoness, and she couldn't help but shiver slightly. She hadn't imagined that Talassa was... so beautiful, her presence enveloping in a way that defied everything she knew.

Talassa, with her majestic posture and unmistakable aura, immediately stood out, her presence dominating the room. Every movement he made seemed charged with a quiet power, an elegance that transcended ordinary beauty. Her eyes were a deep blue, like the calm sea on a clear day, reflecting ancient wisdom and immeasurable strength.

Her hair, as white as freshly fallen snow, was cut short and sharp, with strands that fell softly around her face, further highlighting her fine, symmetrical features. On top of his head, two long, curved white horns stood proudly, with a texture reminiscent of crystal, reflecting the light in a mystical way. They were a clear symbol of her draconic nature, but of a beauty that did not go unnoticed.

Her dress, a mixture of black and white, fitted her body perfectly, with details that seemed to have been tailor-made to highlight her slender figure, without losing the air of majesty she emanated. The contrast between the colors of the dress gave her an ethereal aura, as if she were part of both worlds: light and shadow.

The dragon's wings, large and imposing, stretched out from her back, still slightly closed, but with the promise of devastating power if she decided to open them fully.

"Thank you for letting me take part in this fight, Master Dante," she bowed with a smile.