Through the ring, I could see the bloody dawn spreading across the sky. GIOTTO finally gave up Vongola to Sivnora, and everything was over...
A ray of light blue light appeared behind me. I turned around in surprise and saw that unchanging, indifferent face. Then, a faint smile appeared on that face as delicate as an ice sculpture. He stretched out his hand to me,
——Denmon, we meet again.
——This time, I won't let you go.
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