After the others left, only the witches and Allen were left in the living room.
Penello sat next to Allen where Morgan-le-Feil had been sitting. She crossed her arms and stretched her legs. She frowned and said, "Why do we have to allow those countries to send people into Death's realm? It's useless, and more people are going to die."
"Actually, we should stop them. Why should we let these innocent lives be sacrificed in vain?" Hermione shook her furry head. She had been organizing the post-war information and researching the Underworld for the past few days. She looked rather tired. "But Owen and the others are right … Warnings and explanations alone won't be enough to stop them. They'll have to test it themselves before they believe it."
"A few more deaths shouldn't be a threat to Allen …" Emily held her chin and said sullenly, "The ones who are a threat are not these guys who will die immediately after entering."
"Emily is right. No matter how many mobs there are, they won't pose any threat to me." Allen pressed his hand on Emily's head and looked up at Penello and Hermione. He knew what they were thinking and comforted them softly. "I can also summon and control a large number of undead creatures to help me fight in that world. But the battle itself is still between me and Death."
The room fell into a brief silence. Allen was basically saying that he would enter Death's realm to fight with him.
"Allen, you're too nice to the crazy girl. You're willing to do anything for her …" Penello said angrily, her white teeth biting her lips.
Hermione was also a little unhappy. She shook her furry head and said, "I think we should now discuss the situation that Emily thought of … This is the most important question at the moment."
"Oh? Emily, do you have something to say to me? " Allen moved his hand away from his sister's head. The pupil of his left eye quickly shrank, revealing most of the white of his eye.
"Oh, Allen, I just thought of a situation … Have you considered …" Emily clenched her two little hands together. She looked around and asked softly, "Luna might not be telling you the whole truth?" She suddenly realized that there was no way to avoid it. She then raised her voice and said naturally, "I mean, if Death is defeated … How will it affect Luna? If Death is dead, will there be a new Death? Who will it be? "
"Emily, you're being too careful. The crazy girl will definitely hear you. You don't have to be so careful! I'll ask! " Penello was a little impatient with Emily's subtle probing. She raised her eyebrows and asked directly, "Allen, let's not talk about whether we can defeat Death first. What we want to ask is, will Luna become the new Death?"
"Allen, didn't you say that Death will gradually lose his humanity … This Death used to be Helbo, but now his personality has changed …" Hermione frowned and glanced at Allen. "If Luna becomes Death herself …"
"If … I mean, if she becomes the new Grim Reaper, will we, who have obtained eternal life, and her …" Finally asking the question in her heart, Emily sighed as her little leather shoes tapped on the ground uneasily. "Ellen, what I mean is, will she have a conflict with you because you want us to have eternal life?"
"Allen … and Luna, you must have heard it now. We don't mean to say bad things about you …" Hermione's delicate fingers touched her chin. "But since the clergy will assimilate people to have no emotions, will you still be Luna in the long run? Now that you've become a true god, what will your emotions become? "
"So what we mean is, do you want to take the risk and enter the realm of Death now? Even if you don't care about this and just want to help the crazy girl do everything she wants … "Penello pointed at Hermione's belly." But you have to at least think about your child. Don't become like Helena who was born without a father … "Although the female Aura's expression was still a little jealous and angry, she was calmer now." Allen, you and Luna usually don't speak the truth, and your personalities are becoming more and more similar. But at a time like this, at least you should be more sincere to us. Have you considered these problems? Have you thought about these problems for us? "
Seeing Penello's action, Emily's two thin eyebrows jumped up in surprise. She quickly looked at Hermione and found that her expression was normal. She guessed that Hermione must have told Penello herself. Before this, she did not want to hide and directly tell Penello everything. It seemed that they had already talked in private. However, Penello's reaction was out of Emily's expectation. She did not expect that she did not make a scene this time and even used this to persuade Allen.
Emily tilted her head slightly and looked at Allen's expression again. She found that he was also very calm and did not seem to have any additional reaction to Penello's words. This made her, as a younger sister, feel a little admiration in her heart. Allen did not do anything, as if he was waiting for them to solve the problem by themselves …
"Allen, think about it again. Like I said before, wait a little longer …" Penello sat up straight and moved forward. She did not give up and lay on Allen's body, holding his arm with her hand and exclaiming and pleading. "I'll try to improve myself. Even if I can only die a few times for you … it can more or less lessen your pain, can't it …" She even raised her voice. "Crazy girl, don't you think our life is pretty good now? Even if there are two of you extra … in the floating city, at least we … "
Hermione obviously agreed with Penello's words. She stroked her belly and looked at Allen with some resentment.
"Uh … Although our academy likes to avoid responsibility … it's different this time." Allen looked at the witches a little guiltily. Seeing their eyes, he could only sigh. "You have such doubts … I've been worried about this problem before. Will she become a god of death and be bound by its priesthood … But you know Luna's temperament. She doesn't like to be bound by rules … So although I can't guess her true intentions, it shouldn't be that simple …"
Penello seemed a little anxious when she saw that Allen could not be persuaded. "Allen, don't forget that the hidden meaning of her name is the greedy plunderer … Raven also represents death …"
"Then why don't you ask her directly? Don't you usually not hide anything from each other?" Hermione, who had been silent all this time, suddenly looked up. She could not help but ask directly because of Penello's words and Allen's desire to enter the underworld again.
"We can't talk about this matter freely. God can't detect or predict the affairs of another god, but if it's something to do with oneself, it will be sensed by him. So the more we know about each other, the more information we leak out. She must have her own plans …" Allen said frankly, then looked at the witches. "But just like I trust you, I trust her too … Although Penello's idea is helpful, the key to this matter is not whether I can die one or two more times, but how to 'seize the opportunity' … Just like how you don't want me to suffer, when you're safe, I can concentrate on thinking about how to lure the god of death out. Otherwise …" Allen patted Penello's back as consolation. "Even if you help me die many times, I'll return more times out of worry … Isn't that so?"
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