Chapter 194: Bitter.
For a moment there, Dante didn’t understand what the boy meant, and when he did, panic almost showed on his face. Pretending to be calm, he sipped more of his coffee and did a little thinking. Eventually, he fixed him with a stern look and said.
"Some questions aren’t meant to be asked, and some aren’t meant to be answered."
Of course, Dante wasn’t going to tell him about Type 8-3 and how he had used it to locate his position and open a portal under him. It had been a reckless move on his part, chosen due to the lack of time and options. Infiltrating the nightclub would have been quite difficult, and even if he managed it without getting caught, the brat could have sunk into deeper trouble by then.
[There is this saying I heard in one of my games.] Volcan said. [A secret is no longer a secret once two people know about it.]
’Good thing we aren’t going to tell him, then.’ Dante thought aloud.
The brat was already asking questions so it was only a matter of time before he links the dots and figures things out. Killing him would ensure that doesn’t happen, but that was only a temporary solution.
The only way to avoid any trouble that might come from his secret being exposed would be to make it so that it wouldn’t matter. Once he gets strong enough to use Volcan without any restrictions, he wouldn’t have to care if others knew about what he’s capable of or not.
As expected, the boy wasn’t convinced by Dante’s reply, though he didn’t press the matter. The silence lingered between them for a while until he decided to ask another question.
"What you said earlier, were you serious about it?"
"What are you talking about?" Dante raised an eyebrow.
"The Daggers," Finn frowned. "You said you’re going to take them down."