Modern World Warlock-Chapter 69: Beatrice

After the hospital room was shrouded with the warm mist that was being produced by Dante’s spell, the light got even brighter as trails of steam began appearing from the warlock’s body.

Suddenly, the group noticed that Dante’s hair was slowly turning completely white, drastically changing his appearance. Still, they kept silent since the warlock seemed quite focused.

When his hair looked as white as snow, the steam and warm mist began gathering all around his body, producing a fuzzy figure of a woman.

’A ghost…?’ Camille pondered with a mix of shock and curiosity on her face.

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A few seconds later, the figure got clearer, and the group was able to detail the long, light-brown hair cascading down the ghost woman’s back.

’Wait…’ Camille thought, her eyes widening as she kept staring at the figure of the mysterious woman.

’That looks like… Megan!?’ The handler continued her train of thought, switching her gaze to the brunette to look for any distinctions between them.

The rest of the group noticed the exact same thing, even Megan, who silently watched Dante cast his spell.

The ghostly woman had Megan’s body features but wasn’t an exact copy.

While they shared the same light-brown hair color and shiny emerald eyes, their facial expressions and body build diverted.

Megan’s body was toned and fit, with her muscles clearly defined. Her demeanor could be seen as indifferent to people who didn’t know her, which stemmed from her perpetually cold stare.

On the other hand, the mysterious ghost seemed to have a softer body build, even though the group couldn’t fully detail her as her figure was somewhat blurry, and her expression had a soft and warm smile that could make anyone feel welcome.

The ghostly woman trailed around the room for a moment and stopped behind Dante, embracing him from the back with her arms over his shoulders, gently burying her face in the warlock’s neck.

When Dante raised his palm and pointed it at Zac’s mother on the bed, the ghostly woman’s figure held his arm up and let out a loving smile that made everyone in the room skip a heartbeat.

From the warlock’s hand, another radiant light shone brightly, shattering the ethereal black chains into dust and completely dispersing the dense umbra flowing from the ill woman.

Right after breaking the curse, the mystical woman disappeared, leaving tiny golden sparkles in the room and restoring Dante’s hair color.

The entire group stayed silent for a few seconds, not knowing what to say to the warlock, who wore a somber expression for the entire duration of his spell.

*Beep… Beep…* The electrocardiogram returned to normal.

Zac abruptly stood up, wanting to thank Dante for what he had done, but the warlock interrupted him before he could speak.

"The curse is gone… Give her until tomorrow to rest," Dante said, his tone slightly defeated.

"If it’s alright with everyone, I’ll go back home a bit earlier…" the warlock continued, turning his gaze towards the rest of the group.

Camille nodded in understanding, and after Dante left the room, the group approached Zac and his mother to check on them.

"She really does look better… Her skin regained some color," Camille commented, making Zac clench his fists.

The redhead was feeling a mix of emotions. He was happy because his mother’s condition had not only stabilized but completely healed.

However, he couldn’t help feeling a little sad after witnessing Dante’s spell, but he couldn’t tell why.

"Krom… What was that?" Zac asked the imp with a bit of hesitation.

"Uhh… I-I’m not allowed to talk about it," Krom replied, seemingly scared.

The group gazed at Krom, noticing his unease, and unanimously decided they wouldn’t ask him more questions.

They understood that Dante ordered Krom not to speak of whatever he had done, and the group didn’t feel like prying into the warlock’s life, especially when it seemed to hurt him.

"I heard he called her ’Beatrice…’" Zac muttered, making the imp widen his eyes with shock.

"Did you just say - Beatrice?" Camille inquired, placing a hand on her chin.

The redhead nodded in affirmation, and the handler turned her gaze to the imp, who was shivering after hearing the woman’s name.

"I see…" Camille muttered.

"What is it?" Megan asked, knowing that the platinum-haired woman had come to a conclusion.

"Well… Sophie, do you remember the story I was telling you about in my office?" the handler asked the blonde.

"Yeah, the one about a man named Dante who goes to hell to save his beloved. Wait—don’t tell me…" Sophia replied.

Camille nodded apprehensively. "His beloved’s name was Beatrice…" she said.

The rest of the group was slightly shocked to hear that information, inquiring more about the supposed story that Camille read.

The handler explained that the book didn’t have a long or detailed tale, as it was mostly a poem with a short story in the back.

The poem described the features of Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise, while the short story talked about a man named Dante, who went to war with all of hell to save his beloved.

In the story, Dante annihilated countless demons and traveled through the hellish landscape for years, and when he managed to reach his beloved, she was already dead.

Dante then killed the demon king who took Beatrice hostage, and the story ended with him burning in hell for eternity.

"It was pretty vague… Honestly, I only read it because Cerberus recommended it," Camille said after telling the group the short story.

"I thought that it was a coincidence that they shared the same name, but if he called her Beatrice…" she continued, tiredly placing a hand on her chin.

"Please… Don’t say that name to him," Krom interjected, his voice filled with fear.

The group looked at the imp silently for a moment, noticing that his usual bothersome and cocky attitude had completely ceased, switching to a sorrowful and submissive demeanor.

’It must be really bad. I’ve never seen Krom act like that…’ Zac thought.