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As the days passed, Cesara's learning efficiency dropped considerably. Putting a lot of energy into the run-in with the scars, he finally managed to control the mouth, at least without drooling or yelling.

On Friday night, Cesar took Camilla in her arms and fell into a deep sleep. Camilla, who was asleep, lay comfortably on Cesar's body, rubbing her head against Cesar's arm from time to time.

Tonight's dream was different from the usual, first, Cesar knew very well that he was in a dream, something he had never dreamed of before. Second, he appears in a strange space by himself. There was a lilac sky overhead, no clouds and no sun, but plenty of light. All around, including under your feet, are white mist, and the purple sky reflects a layer of purple.

The mist around him is boundless, and the visual range is only a pitiful one or two meters. Squatting down, Cesar touched the mist under his feet, and there was an illusory illusion like falling clouds, but he couldn't fall down. Looking up at the sky, there was not the slightest fog above him.

After playing in this space for a long time, Cesar has nothing to gain, although he knows that he is dreaming, he can't quit, and he can't even sense his body in the real world. It is said that dreams are controlled by one's own mind, and this is a world built by one's own consciousness, but Cesar has worked hard for most of the day, but not even a clock has appeared.

With nothing to do, Cesar paced slowly, walking towards what he thought was north, hoping to find the edge of the space, or something beyond the fog, but unfortunately it didn't work well.

Time passed, and I don't know how long I had been in this fog, Cesara vaguely remembered. I slept twice in this boundless space. In the haze, a call rang out in his ears. "Cesar, Cesar. Wake up......"

When I opened my eyes again, the sky had darkened, and it was a gloomy dark purple, somewhat dark, and the outlines of the five fingers were faintly visible.

"Huh, it's getting dark?" After spending so much time in this space, it was the first time that Cesar had seen a change in this place.

"Indeed, it's dark!"

A magnetic voice came from behind, startling Cesar.

"Who?!"

In an instant, Cesar's fingers opened. Inky traces of the virus covered his palms, and a swarm of flies flew out from behind him, enveloping him. It was only after this qiē that Cesar realized that this was a dream, and he was amazed to realize that he was able to create a plague virus and self-exploding flies. He had tried several times before, but he had not been able to succeed.

"Don't be nervous, it's safe here. ”

Cesar turned around, and there was a dark shadow behind him. He sat on a bench condensed by mist. The silhouette could be faintly discerned by the dim light, thin and not strong, the upper body leaning against the back of the chair was very long, and his height was definitely not low. Besides. The most conspicuous thing about the black shadow is the clearly visible smiling mouth. The feeling that mouth gave Cesar was exactly the same as the scar on his chest.

"Who are you, where is this?" Cesar retracted the flashy fly and asked.

"Ahem. The first time we met, I hope it didn't leave a bad impression on you. I'm your grandfather. Monte Beelzebub!"

The black shadow straightened up and said seriously. But the young, vigorous and energetic voice made Cesar's eyes twitch. A voice that sounds obviously young, claiming to be his grandfather, there must be a limit to the pit father!

"Hehe......" Cesara laughed dryly. is just two words, but it fully expresses the meaning of 'stop joking, if you have something to say'.

"Well, maybe you're misunderstanding something? I'm not lying, I'm Marcas's father. It is my blood that flows within you, and if you have to prove it, you are guilty. ”

The smiling mouth kept opening and closing, and with his words, Cesar felt that his mouth was getting hotter and hotter, and suddenly he was startled, and he looked down to see that his hands, feet, and body had also turned into black shadows at some point, and he didn't need to guess to know that his scars had replaced his mouth, and his face must be the same as the other party, a black piece.

"What's going on?" asked Cesar, gesturing to his face.

Although he had no eyes, nose, or internal organs, Cesar felt that his lung lobes were still functioning normally, and he could see everything in front of him clearly. He guessed that it was all an illusion caused by the scars of sin.

"When I came to Ceylon last year, I had already met your brother and sister and gave you a small gift. Then I was kicked out by that rebel son of Marcus, alas, what a misfortune for my family. Recently, I have an important matter to gather all the direct members of the family in Ceylon to say hello to you two little ones. Monte replied.

"Is it a sin mark?!" Cesar asked with a strange look on his face as he thought of that very suspicious awakening of power.

"Yes, do you like it?" asked Monte happily.

"......" was completely uncomfortable with the way the other party was talking, and Cesar was stunned for a moment before asking, "Is this my dream?

"I have summoned all the family members of the world of Ceylon through the scars of my own sins, and every half-blood with gluttonous bloodlines can hear my voice in their dreams. You and I are directly related, and your scars come from me, so I can build this space through your dreams and have face-to-face communication. Monte explained.

"What are you looking for me?"

"It's really unlovely! Don't you feel a little excited to see your long-lost blood relatives?" you know, I'm your own grandfather!" said the young man opposite excitedly.

At the moment of "......", Cesara was completely speechless.

I haven't seen each other once in fourteen years, and I suddenly confessed my relatives with tears in my eyes, which is not my style at all. Augustine sent out a precious resonance body when they met for the first time, and he still didn't give him a good face, and now there is a 'grandfather' who looks younger than the earl, ghost bird, you?!

"Why? I am too late? You know, I have been in hell all these years, and I can't get over it! My first stop when I first arrived in Ceylon was to go to your house to send you brothers and sisters scars. Good grandson, don't be dissatisfied!"

“......。 What the hell are you going to do?" the devil is not trustworthy, and he ignores this grandfather. Cesar asked to himself.

"Well, let's get down to business. Interested in returning to Hell and becoming part of the family?"

"Nope. ”

"Forget it, there are some things you should be able to feel, right? Ceylon's world vortex has been reversed, the world is going to change dramatically, and hell is coming, you value Dorothy, right?" Monte asked.

"What do you want to say?" asked Cesar impatiently.

"Do you want to get power? Incomparably powerful power! Power to protect your loved ones!"

......

A month after the strange nightmare, the sky with black molars is snowing again, the final test of last semester is approaching, and the winter break is coming. Cesar also regained his former demeanor, and immersed himself in the life of a school bully who hit the self-esteem of his classmates. After this period of adjustment, his body has once again reached its peak state and is extremely healthy.

Inject a silverizer on time every week, and feel cute!

After that strange dream, Cesar severed contact with Monte. At that time, Cesar was faced with several choices, such as returning to his family and joining the camp of Hell, retaining his independent and free identity, freeing Scars and gaining great power, and sealing Scars away. No more dealings with hell......

In the end, Cesara rejected Monte's temptation, but did not seal the scars of sin. In his opinion, this is to leave a way back for himself. In case the identity of the devil's half-blood is revealed in the future, and he is chased all over the world by the Church of Damnation, he also has a way out.

The scars of sin have not disappeared. But he fell silent, neither eating, drinking, nor crying. Two rows of sharp teeth come together like a quirky tattoo. It only needs to be fed one or two fingers a week to maintain its storage. It's a pity that my body hasn't been strengthened by half a point, but my appetite has increased several times, but fortunately, my appetite hasn't changed, and I'm not interested in strange things like corpse viscera.

Over the course of the month, Cesar called home several times to inquire about Dorothy's condition.

Cesar didn't tell Sù Nicole about her condition, and Dorothy didn't tell her mother what happened in her dream, so the sense of crisis of the female blood clan was not too strong, but she also smelled an ominous smell, and she was very dignified all day long, constantly feeding Dorothy, hoping that her daughter would grow up soon.

Compared with Western Sahara, a neutral element who is indifferent to good and evil and worships power, Dorothy, who has three views and is incomparably righteous, is much better. Nurtured by the Count since childhood, Dorothy has always believed that she belongs to the human camp, and even the silver vein has been transformed, so she naturally separates herself from the blood clan and considers herself a human.

A month ago, she also saw her grandfather in a dream. Unlike Cesar, after a period of coquettishness, little Lori decisively refused the invitation from hell, and then suddenly turned her face, scolded Monte, and threatened to kill her relatives in righteousness, firmly standing on the side of mankind.

In the end, Monte had no choice but to give up Dorothy, and suppressed the scars of little Lori, diluted her appetite, and ensured that she could live a healthy and normal life. It's a pity that little Lori didn't appreciate it, but took out a bunch of needles and threads, asked her mother to sew up the mouth, and embroidered a bow on the back of her neck to cover the scars. The so-called, out of sight and out of mind.

The Earl, who was hunting the gods in the Southern Regions, also heard Monte's family summoning order, and after that, he was alarmed, and he quickened his pace to kill the gods on a large scale in preparation for his own upgrade. His own position is opposite that of Hell, and Monte gathers a large number of people to prove that Hell has taken action, and Marcus is worried when he thinks about the scars in his children's bodies. Only with the same powers as Monte will he be able to protect his children.

Elsa, who was following the Count, could guess somewhat. After helping Marcus slaughter the most tricky gods, she parted ways with the Count and traveled to another place to improve her strength according to the address given by Marcus.

While everyone was busy, Cesar also entered the winter vacation. This time, he finally got the documents to ride the airship, but he didn't choose to go home.

After talking to Monte, Cesar realized that he was in an awkward position. The devil's half-breed is destined to be unpleasing to both sides, the silver vein is destined to not go to hell, the gluttonous bloodline is destined to not be welcomed by humans, and even if he can remain neutral, the power of death is too dark to be taboo. Could it be that in the future, we can only live by selling 'mummified laborers'?

Fortunately, I have a father who seems to be relatively strong, and Elsa's mother-in-law will support herself for a lifetime, and she can live a rich second generation life in the future. But as his horizons broadened, Cesar also knew that there were many people who were stronger than the Earl, and the silver vein was very powerful, but the enemies of the silver vein were even greater. In this way, it seems that the future life is more dangerous?

So, Cesar gave up and went home, put all his energy into studying, constantly opening up his potential, and challenging his limits. A perfect basic zombie is made every week, as well as a set of fortified organs, and a large number of virus vaccines, which can not only hone skills, but also sell them on the black market to pay off the debt of Camilla's real room equipment.

Cesar began a busy and fulfilling winter vacation. (To be continued!)

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