Cerberus, stilled under Neo’s touch, lowered all of its three heads obediently.
Just then, they heard sound of footsteps echo through the chamber.
Jack turned his head just in time to see her enter.
A woman stepped through the tall doors, her long black robe flowing behind her.
Silver embroidery caught the dim light and shimmered faintly as she walked.
Her hair fell like a curtain down her back, and her golden eyes scanned the hall.
The moment her gaze landed on Neo, her brows drew together in confusion.
"...Who?"
She could not recognize the Grim Reaper before her.
It took her a moment to recall she had seen in during Zagreus’ Shadow Trail.
At the same time, she noticed Jack.
Her confusion hardened into something else.
Her posture shifted, almost imperceptibly.
Her shoulders tensed and her aura sharpened.
She was ready to act if needed.
Neo raised his hand in a casual wave. "It’s me, Neo, Gremory."
She froze.
Her body trembled just slightly, and for a few seconds it looked like she couldn’t move at all.
Then she exhaled slowly, straightened, and dipped her head in acknowledgment.
"Welcome back, Second Prince."
It seems she had expected him to be Neo back then already.
Jack scratched the side of his nose, glancing between the two of them.
He sent a telepathic message to Neo, his voice dry. ’Is it just me, or do these grim reapers dote on you? They respected Layla too, but with you it feels different. Almost like they care more about you than they should.’
Neo didn’t answer.
Instead, Gremory gestured politely. "You must be exhausted after the travel, prince. Please follow me. I will bring you to a place that help you relax."
The three of them left the hall together.
Cerberus followed Neo, wagging its tail.
She took them to an opulent chamber.
The tea room was quiet, lit by a few lanterns with flickering blue flame.
Gremory poured with steady hands, filling each porcelain cup before sitting down across from them.
She studied Jack carefully, her expression neutral but her golden eyes never leaving him.
Neo broke the silence first. "Is it alright to bring Jack here?"
Gremory’s gaze shifted slightly.
For a long moment, Gremory watched Jack.
Neo could guess what was behind that look.
She and Jack had likely fought before. Layla’s orders would have pitted them against each other.
Gremory must be thinking about apologizing.
But an apology to a mortal would lower the pride of a Grim Reaper, so she stayed silent.
Finally, she spoke. "It is fine. Jack is considered dead. Normally, one like him who enters this place would not be allowed to leave again, but since he is following the prince, exceptions can be made."
Neo tilted his head. "Isn’t it a problem that he’s a necromancer? The underworld has never been fond of them."
Jack’s lips twitched. He wasn’t sure if Neo was trying to help him or bury him deeper in trouble.
Thankfully, Gremory shook her head.
"The necromancy of the Hanma family is different. They bind part of their own souls into the corpses they command.
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