Nero.
The protagonist of the fourth installment of the Devil May Cry series.
The nephew of the previous series protagonist Dante and the son of Vergil, he wields a blade capable of igniting flames and possesses a powerful Devil Bringer, making him a formidable demon hunter.
He brings oppression and death to demons in the name of the ancient Roman tyrant.
And speaking of which, there is an interesting matter.
In a certain large-scale IP that uses historical figures like Guan Yu fighting Qin Qiong as a selling point, there is also a Nero, who is a female and also wields a fiery red greatsword.
Although these two people are completely different, because of the name issue, many people end up putting them together for parody.
Zuo Si stared blankly at the sky, where a blonde girl holding a red blade with a mechanical right arm was drifting downward.
But Zuo Si really did not expect that the Nero here would actually turn into a girl!
Then what about Kyrie? Kyrie wouldn't turn into a man, would she!
Zuo Si felt his mind was in chaos.
It was only then that Zuo Si suddenly discovered that he might have made a formalistic mistake.
Although he recently thought this was Devil May Cry, various details seemed different from the world he understood.
First it was that giant Goliath, and then it was Nero at this moment.
Although it was generally the same, there were various problems in the details.
I don't know if there are any different settings on the side of DOOM and Victoria.
After casting aside those messy ideas, Zuo Si saw the beautiful girl in front of him land on the ground.
The girl scanned her surroundings, a look of slight confusion appearing on her face. Finally, she fixed her gaze on Zuo Si, frowning and holding her weapon with vigilance.
"Who are you? What is going on here?"
Zuo Si pondered for half a day, not knowing how to explain it for a moment.
Dante, on the other hand, glanced at the girl, and a nervous expression immediately appeared on his face.
"Nero? What are you doing here? Leave immediately!"
Dante's tone was urgent, and from his words, Zuo Si also completely confirmed that the lady in front of him was indeed Nero.
He suddenly had a sense of déjà vu that tears were about to shoot out.
"Hey! Dante! Who the hell are these people! And who are those people fighting over there? Who the hell should I help?"
Nero held her weapon, a strange expression on her face. She looked hesitantly at DOOM and Vergil, who were still in a fierce battle—she had never seen either of those guys, so naturally, she didn't know which one was the demon and which one was the demon hunter.
Although from Nero's personal feeling, that guy wearing armor over there looked more like a demon...
Maybe?
"This has nothing to do with you, hurry up and leave here with Trish and the others!" But clearly, Dante did not want his little niece... to get involved in this matter. His tone couldn't help but rise several degrees as he scolded the Nero in front of him.
"SHIT! It's already like this, damn it! Shouldn't you tell me which one is the Culprit? Can't we just solve it together and go back?"
Nero cursed profusely and gave Dante the middle finger, speaking in a completely unladylike manner.
"Nero, I remember telling you to be a little more ladylike..."
"Is this the time to talk about that?!" Nero glared and scolded back directly, "Why won't you tell me what's happening over there? Which one of them is the enemy!"
Dante seemed to be at a loss for words for a moment.
Zuo Si, standing to the side, sighed. This was just like a family drama...
Seemingly provoked by Nero, and perhaps because Dante himself was a bit angry, the famous demon hunter finally roared:
"That one in the blue clothes over there! That's your dad!"
Nero was stunned for a moment.
"Then the one wearing armor is the demon, right?" She gripped her blade, eager to try.
"...No, that's a passing demon hunter..." Dante squeezed out these words.
Nero: "??"
Looking at Nero's bewildered expression, Dante couldn't help but feel a bit exhausted for a moment.
"Your dad... he is the one who is... um... the demon..."
Nero: "!!?"
Victoria, on the side, widened her eyes and opened her mouth, stuttering for a long time before softly shouting:
"Wow~"
This lady felt like she had just witnessed a remarkable piece of gossip.
As for Zuo Si, he felt that the entire plot was developing in a strange direction. No matter how you looked at it, the lines between Nero and Dante were full of things to complain about.
Vergil, who was still in the middle of the battle, clearly heard the lines here as well. His movements paused for a moment, but immediately, the fierce firepower from DOOM pulled him back, and that power-hungry man entered the state of battle once again.
After saying this, Dante sighed. His tone softened, and his gaze became exceptionally serious.
"Nero, leave this matter to me. You should leave here. I promise that everything will return to normal, and there won't be any accidents."
Dante said this, and Nero fell into a rare state of confusion.
She clearly didn't know what to do either.
Dante looked at Nero, sighed, and continued, "You go with Trish and the others. I'll handle things here."
After saying this, Dante gave a slight push, and Nero was pushed to the side.
Dante also glanced at Zuo Si and Victoria over there and raised his voice, shouting: "Hey, you two, please help me take my niece away—the car is right over there behind, thanks."
Having said that, Dante picked up his greatsword and walked toward the battlefield.
He walked directly to the side of the battlefield between DOOM and Vergil, and then a bright red light bloomed from his body—the demon hunter leaped up suddenly and landed in the middle of the battlefield.
"Hey!" He blocked Vergil's blade with one hand and held off DOOM's firepower with the other. Seeing that both of them had stopped firing, Dante shouldered his sword and looked at DOOM, "Sir, this is my brother after all, so let me handle it."
DOOM was silent for a while.
"I don't trust you."
"Then you can just watch from the side. If I can't handle it, you can just come up and shoot him dead." Dante proposed this compromise. DOOM was silent for a moment, and eventually retreated from the battlefield, but he still held his weapon, focused intently.
"Alright." Dante looked at his brother, raised his sword, and aimed it at Vergil, "Now we are the same, brother."
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