Chapter 2610: Keeping Secrets

Everyone was silent.

Angel also fell silent.

"When you mentioned the Dante tribe just now, I even thought you were talking nonsense. Because according to the information we got from the aboriginal people of the abyss, they mentioned various ethnic groups, including the Nottin tribe you just mentioned, but they just didn't mention it. I've been to the Dante clan." The Black Earl's voice sounded in everyone's hearts.

"So, do the Dante clan really exist?" Kael muttered in the psychic belt.

In fact, according to the previous conversation between Angel and the half-blood demon with curly horns, we can know that the Dante tribe really exists. The reason why Kael was still muttering like this was simply because he thought this matter was too bizarre.

The Black Earl is a figure who stands at the top of the wizarding world, and he must have the most complete information. Even the Black Earl didn't know about the Dante clan, how did Angel know about it?

Moreover, the half-blooded devil with curly horns on the opposite side happened to be the Dante tribe.

"Existence." Angel also felt that there seemed to be some doubts in the hearts of everyone, and explained: "I briefly came into contact with a Dante tribe... Before today, I didn't know that the Dante tribe had disappeared for many years."

"Is your communication over? Are you thinking about what questions to ask me, or how to deceive me?" At this time, the voice of the half-blooded devil with curled horns reached everyone's ears.

Obviously, the half-blood devil with curly horns also knew that they were communicating in the psychic tether. It's just that I don't know what I'm talking about.

Angel looked at the silent crowd, sighed softly, and said: "We were communicating about the Dante tribe before, but there was just a little situation."

"Slight situation?" The half-blooded devil with curly horns asked doubtfully.

"I found that none of my companions have heard of the Dante tribe." Angel shrugged.

"The Dante clan is a noble family name. It's normal that they have never heard of it." The half-blooded devil with curly horns didn't think this was a problem.

Angel thought for a while and decided to start from the most essential situation: "Perhaps you don't understand the current situation. At present, humans in the abyss have carried out in-depth cooperation with the indigenous people of all major races, and have even established many A stronghold city with a dedicated aboriginal residential area.”

"Do you understand what this means? It means that the communication between humans and indigenous people has reached a very deep level."

"One of my companions is an extremely well-informed person. As far as he knows, humans have learned a lot about various ethnic groups from the aboriginal people in the stronghold city, including the Neia family and the Nordin family I mentioned before. But But there is no Dante clan.”

When Angel said this, he stopped and looked quietly at the curled-horned half-blood demon opposite.

Having said this, no matter how stupid the half-blood devil with curly horns was, he understood what Angel meant.

"What you want to say is that the Dante clan no longer exists?" The half-blood demon with curly horns suppressed his surging emotions and said softly.

"Maybe it's just hidden deeper." Vai murmured quietly beside him.

The curly-horned half-blood demon glanced at Vai and said to Angel: "Is what he said possible?"

"I have no idea."

The half-blood demon with curly horns was obviously a little impatient, and for the first time he said in emotional language: "I'm just asking you if it's possible. You just need to answer yes or no."

Angel: "I don't know much about the Dante tribe. The intelligence I know is still not enough to answer your question, so I can only say, I don't know."

Angel also knew that his words would definitely sound perfunctory to the listeners. But this is indeed the truth, because there is only one Dante tribe that he knows of... Oh, no, there are two now.

"Then what can you tell me? Your companions don't know about the Dante clan, how did you know about it?" The half-blood demon with curly horns had already adopted a questioning tone, which showed that his emotions had begun to show.

The only good thing is that even if he expresses his emotions, he is always in a state of restraint and never crosses the line, so that he can still maintain his sanity.

It can also be seen from this that he is really different from other undead.

Even undead souls like Mandhela who were redeemed by Angel may fall again when they are emotionally aroused, but the half-blood demon with curly horns can remain rational.

This is something worth exploring.

Perhaps as he said, today's wizards' research on the undead lags behind that of Naraku City ten thousand years ago?

While Angel's horse was running around, he did not forget to reply to the angry half-blood demon on the other side.

"Because I have met a Dante tribesman."

Just these words made the curled-horned half-blood demon calm down a bit: "Have you seen a descendant of my clan? Then, is he still alive?"

Angel nodded: "Don't worry, he is alive. And he is living well."

The fury of the curled-horned half-blood demon has subsided by half. Before, he had always thought that the Dante clan no longer existed, but as long as there were still descendants, it meant that the Dante clan was not extinct.

"Tell me about his situation." The curled-horned half-blood demon asked this question. He was not really curious about the descendant's situation, but just wanted to confirm whether what Angel said was true.

Just like when Angel described the Nordins before, those details about the Nordins cannot deceive anyone.

"I don't know much, and about this..." Angel hesitated again and again, but still didn't say anything.

"Why did you stop? Is it because he has also fallen?" The tone of the half-blooded devil with curled horns increased again.

"Probably not."

"Then why don't you continue?"

Angel remained silent.

This time, not only the curled-horned half-blood demon felt strange, but others also looked at Angel in confusion. What was wrong with the Dante tribe that Angel met that made him unwilling to talk about it?

Feeling the doubtful eyes of the crowd, Angel smiled bitterly in his heart. It was not that he was unwilling to talk about it, but the only Dante tribe he knew...

It was the Night Pavilion Master!

The Night Pavilion Master who broke through the legendary boundary with the body of a half-blood demon!

The Night Pavilion Master played a very important role in the Rasuderlan battle, and all forces were trying to find out about him. There was not only the Frost Moon Alliance, but also the demon forces and the demon god...

But they didn't find out any news.

In this situation, Angel didn't dare to easily tell the information about the Night Pavilion Master.

Although Angel was not the human who knew the Night Pavilion Master best, the Magic Painting Wizard was actually the one who knew the Night Pavilion Master best compared to Angel. It's just that the Magic Painting Wizard was missing, and now the only one who knew the information about the Night Pavilion Master was Angel.

After being stared at silently for three minutes, Angel finally spoke.

"The situation of this descendant of yours is really unusual. If you really want to know, I must sign the Tarot Covenant with you."

The Tarot Covenant, also known as the Tarot confidentiality agreement. It is a confidentiality agreement that has been continuously improved and has almost reached perfection, with few flaws and loopholes.

Angel's words stunned the curled-horned half-blood demon, and made everyone look at him with doubtful eyes.

The curled-horned half-blood demon knew the Tarot Covenant, which was a strict confidentiality agreement. As long as it was kept secret, there would be no breach of contract, so it could be signed. But why did Angel have to sign the Tarot Covenant before he was willing to tell?

And... "What about them? Do they also want to sign the Tarot Covenant?"

The curled-horned half-blood demon looked at everyone except Angel.

"They don't need to." Angle paused: "Because, I will only tell you."

Dox, who was standing by, was quite expectant when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he started to yell when he heard the second half: "Why don't you tell us? At most, I can sign the Tarot Covenant, let me hear it too."

Dox's yelling really expressed the thoughts of some people present. Angle was so cautious, I think this was a secret intelligence. To be honest, they were also willing to sign the Tarot Covenant to get these secrets.

However, Angle did not give them a chance. He looked at Dox: "I didn't tell you because it was for your own good. I told him because he is a member of the Dante clan. Under the honor of the clan name, he will never violate the secret agreement."

When Angle said this, the curled-horned half-blood demon also helped at the right time: "If it is really the secret of the Dante clan, I will not tell it even if my soul is gone."

When Angle said this, there was no need to say the rest of the story.

He believed in the loyalty of the curled-horned half-blood demon to the honor of his clan, and he himself was from the Dante tribe, so he didn't mind saying it.

But Angel couldn't completely trust others, even if they were teammates now.

Maybe they wouldn't break the contract, but it was only a "possibility". What if someone was willing to pay a high price for breaking the contract?

Even though the Taromite Covenant had few loopholes, it was only a nearly perfect treaty, not a truly flawless treaty.

To put it bluntly, Angel couldn't trust them.

Dox opened his mouth, wanting to say that he would definitely keep the promise, but when he really got to his lips, he couldn't say it.

The secrets that Angel knew were unknown, and he couldn't make an absolute guarantee for an "unknown" thing.

The only one who could guarantee this was the curled-horned half-blood demon.

Not to mention that he was from the Dante tribe, the fact that he couldn't leave here limited the spread of information... After all, there were only a limited number of people who could get here.

In the silence of the crowd, Angel said softly: "Believe me, I don't tell you for your own good."

After a pause, Angel said: "Of course, Lord Black Earl is also qualified to know, but I can assure you that it doesn't matter whether you know it or not."

The Black Earl snorted softly, which was considered a statement. He knew too many secrets, and this one wouldn't make a difference.

Finally, in order to calm everyone down, Angel added: "If you are really curious, you can go to the abyss to find a place called the Resting Place, where there is a woman who sells information. As long as you pay enough, she will tell you the secret... But the price she wants is very high. If you don't know the truth, it's best not to try to contact her."

Black Earl: "The place Angel said can indeed solve many puzzles, but you'd better not go looking for her because you are curious about some insignificant secrets. Also, don't reveal anything about the Resting Place, otherwise if that woman knows and goes crazy, you won't be able to escape. She is more terrifying than some demons."

After saying this, Black Earl glanced at Angel: "Don't just keep other secrets, the Resting Place is also a secret."

Angel was stunned for a moment. Black Earl had said before that if you encounter the skeletons of the Undead Brigade, try to bring them back to the Undead Street. At that time, Angel thought that Black Earl didn't know about the Resting Place. Unexpectedly, Black Earl actually knew?

Angel hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Sir, have you been to the resting place?"

The Black Earl shook his head: "No, that woman hates humans. If you let them go to the resting place, you are sending them to their death."

Angel scratched his head... It seems, should be, it seems that he did hear Balalaika say that she hates humans.

But Angel and Balalaika's relationship and transactions were very peaceful, so Angel completely ignored this matter...

Angel quickly added: "Just listen to Lord Black Earl, forget what I said just now. That woman really hates humans. If you go in casually, there is only one way to die."

Everyone: "..." You patched it really early.

Angel was also a little embarrassed. He only thought about this side, but ignored the other side, and almost pitted his teammates.

He didn't dare to look back at everyone's eyes now. He could only cough twice and turned to look at the curled-horned half-blood demon: "If you agree to sign the Tarom Covenant, then we can start."

The curled-horned half-blood demon naturally would not refuse.

After signing the Tarom Covenant, Angel signaled Ermi to build a shadow space, and opened the beautiful nightmare in Ermi's body.

After doing all this, Angel thought about it and threw Dangros and Speed ​​Spirit into the bracelet again.

After making sure that no one would investigate, Angel took the last step.

Nightmare into the dream.

It was not safe in the outside world after all, so it was safer to go to the wilderness of dreams.

Although he said he was going to the wilderness of dreams, Angel did not really bring the curled-horned half-blood demon into the wilderness of dreams. Instead, he waited for the curled-horned half-blood demon to come in front of the dream gate at the end of the dream bridge.

—— If he entered the wilderness of dreams, there must be a great power to build a new body for him, so it is better to talk on the dream bridge.

Angel could not show up, after all, this was the dream bridge of the curled-horned half-blood demon, but he could use the power of the dream gate to talk to it.

Although the curled-horned half-blood demon was still a little confused, when he saw the magnificent dream gate, his mind gradually became clear.

"Is this the Dream Bridge? But why is there this door at the end of the Dream Bridge? Where is that rude human?"

"You're still saying I'm rude... Never mind, I won't pursue it. Just lean against the door, and I'll tell you about your people." Angel's voice reached the ears of the curled-horned half-blood demon through the dream gate.

Although he was a little puzzled as to why Angel didn't go into the dream world to talk, but talked in front of the door instead, it didn't matter.

It's more important to know the information about the tribe.

The curled-horned half-blood demon didn't say much, and sat cross-legged in front of the dream gate.

Angel started with Rasuderlan and slowly talked about the taciturn but extremely reliable night club owner...