Under these circumstances, Angel dared not casually reveal any information about Master Ye.
Although Angel wasn’t the person who knew Master Ye best among humans, compared to Angel, the Magic Painter Wizard was actually the one who understood Master Ye best. However, the Magic Painter Wizard was nowhere to be found, leaving only Angel knowing about Master Ye now.
After being stared at silently for three minutes, Angel finally opened his mouth.
"The situation with your descendant is truly unusual. If you genuinely wish to know, I must sign a Tarot Secret Treaty with you."
The Tarot Secret Treaty, also known as the Tarot Confidentiality Agreement, is a continuously refined confidentiality treaty that has reached near perfection, with few flaws or loopholes.
Angel’s words left the horned half-blood demon stunned, and the others looked at him with eyes full of surprise and doubt.
The horned half-blood demon knew of the Tarot Secret Treaty. It was a strict confidentiality agreement; as long as one remained secretive, they wouldn’t breach it, so he could agree to it. But why would Angel insist on signing the Tarot Secret Treaty before speaking?
And... "What about them? Do they also have to sign the Tarot Secret Treaty?"
The horned half-blood demon looked at everyone except Angel.
"They don’t need to," Angel paused. "Because I’m only going to tell you."
Dox, upon hearing the first part, was quite hopeful, but upon hearing the latter part, became somewhat agitated: "Why won’t you tell us? I can also sign the Tarot Secret Treaty and listen."
Dox’s outburst truly voiced the thoughts of some present. Angel’s caution suggested this was secret intelligence. To be honest, they too were willing to sign the Tarot Secret Treaty, hoping to glean these secrets.
However, Angel didn’t give them the chance. He looked at Dox: "I’m not telling you for your own good. I’m telling him because he is from the Dante Clan. Under the honor of the clan’s name, he will never violate the treaty."
At this point in Angel’s speech, the horned half-blood demon chimed in: "If this is truly a secret of the Dante Clan, I wouldn’t speak of it even if it cost my soul."
With these words from Angel, there’s no need to say more.
He trusted the horned half-blood demon’s steadfastness to the clan’s honor, compounded by the fact that he was a Dante, so Angel didn’t mind sharing his words.
But as for the others, even though they were teammates now, Angel couldn’t trust them completely.
Perhaps they wouldn’t breach the treaty, but that was only "possible." What if someone was willing to pay the hefty price for breach?
Even though the Tarot Secret Treaty had few loopholes to exploit, it’s only a near-perfect treaty, not truly flawless.
Simply put, Angel couldn’t trust them.
Dox opened his mouth, wanting to assure he’d comply, but when it came down to it, he couldn’t speak the words.
The secrets Angel knew were unknown, so Dox couldn’t make an absolute promise on an "unknown" matter.
The only one who could guarantee was the horned half-blood demon.
Not to mention he himself was from the Dante Clan, merely being unable to leave restricted information dissemination... after all, few could even get here.
In the silence that followed, Angel softly said, "Trust me, not speaking is for your own good."
He paused and then added, "Of course, Lord Black Earl also has the right to know, but I can assure the lord that knowing this matter holds no significance for you."
Black Earl gave a light hum, indicating his stance. He knew too many secrets already; one more wouldn’t make a difference.
Finally, to appease the group, Angel added, "If you’re truly curious, you can seek a place called the Land of Rest in the Abyss. There’s a woman there who sells intelligence. As long as you’re willing to pay a sufficient price, she’ll tell you the secret... But the price she asks for is high; unless it’s true knowledge, it’s best not to attempt to contact her."
Black Earl: "The place Angel mentioned can indeed solve many puzzles, but you shouldn’t seek her out of curiosity about trivial secrets. Moreover, do not disclose anything about the Land of Rest. If she finds out, she’ll go mad, and you won’t escape. She’s more terrifying than some Demon Gods."
After Black Earl said this, he glanced at Angel: "Don’t just guard other secrets, the Land of Rest is also a secret."
Angel was taken aback. Previously, Black Earl had said if they encountered undead from the Undead Brigade, to bring them back to Undying Street. At the time Angel thought Black Earl knew nothing about the Land of Rest, but it turns out, Black Earl did know?
Angel hesitated for a moment and asked, "My lord, have you been to the Land of Rest?"
Black Earl shook his head: "No, that woman utterly despises humans. Telling them to go to the Land of Rest is sending them to their deaths."
Angel scratched his head... Apparently, he vaguely recalled hearing Baltica say she really disliked humans.
It’s just that Angel’s interactions and transactions with Baltica had always been peaceful, so he completely overlooked this issue...
Angel quickly added, "Just listen to Black Earl’s advice and forget what I just said. That woman indeed dislikes humans; going in blindly is a dead end."
Everyone: "..." You sure patched that quickly.
Angel was somewhat embarrassed, he was focused on one side and overlooked the other, almost leading his teammates into trouble.
Now he dared not meet everyone’s gaze and could only cough twice and turn to the horned half-blood demon: "If you agree to sign the Tarot Secret Treaty, then we can begin."
The horned half-blood demon naturally would not refuse.
After signing the Tarot Secret Treaty, Angel signaled Earl Mi to construct a shadow space, and then opened the splendorous Nightmare Realm inside Earl Mi.
After everything was done, Angel thought for a bit and also put Dangross and Speedy into the bracelet.
After ensuring no one could prying, Angel took the final step.
Nightmare Illusion Enter Dream.
It’s still not safe in the outside world; it’s safer in the Wilderness of Dreams.
Though saying they were going to the Wilderness of Dreams, Angel didn’t actually take the horned half-blood demon into it, but instead waited at the Gate of Dreams at the end of the Dream Bridge for the demon to arrive.
—If they entered the Wilderness of Dreams, a mighty force would construct a new body, so it’s better to chat on the Dream Bridge.
Angel couldn’t show himself, as this was the horned half-blood demon’s Dream Bridge, but he could use the authority of the Gate of Dreams to converse with him.
Though the horned half-blood demon was still a bit dazed, upon seeing the magnificent Gate of Dreams, his mind gradually cleared.
"Is this the Dream Bridge? But why is there a door at its end? What about that impolite human?"
"Still calling me impolite now... oh well, I won’t argue with you. Just lean against the gate, and I’ll tell you about your clansman," Angel’s voice reached the horned half-blood demon’s ears through the Gate of Dreams.
Though puzzled as to why Angel didn’t enter the Dream Realm to chat but instead talked at the gate, it didn’t matter.
Knowing information about his kin was more critical.
The horned half-blood demon didn’t say any more, simply sitting cross-legged in front of the Gate of Dreams.
Angel began with Lassudral, slowly discussing that reticent but remarkably dependable Master Ye...