The Devil's Nightmare Page #3

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because your body is protected.

But admit your

thoughts are troubled.

You want Lisa.

The nights will be long, Alvin.

I will continue in prayer.

And I will seek penance.

For the moment, I am satisfied

with your companions.

But I'll come back

later for you.

Wait.

Can I propose an agreement?

An agreement?

Release the poor souls

of those who died...

and I will accept damnation.

How elegant.

Why would I trade souls I already

have for one I will have soon?

But think of the souls I'll save

when I became a priest.

You do not have my soul yet.

Instead of winning souls that

are of no use to you...

would not you like to

have earthly riches?

And... love?

All I want is to recover the

souls of my companions.

Will you not feel remorse?

Will you follow me blindly?

Sign. And those six

souls will be released.

We are waiting.

After these stories of Succubi, I

had the worst nightmare of my life.

Are you not going to tell me about it?

I wouldn't call the

Baron a champion.

And his adjutant.

He looks like a butcher.

The Baron has been wounded.

Please sit.

I would like to...

I'd like to unburden my conscience.

Please don't tire yourself.

The ambulance is coming.

I don't hear you well.

Yesterday...

I lied.

I did have a daughter.

I killed her.

In her crib.

You killed your own daughter?

The daughter...

Von Ronberg's oldest.

A family curse.

How is he now?

Not good.

We can only pray.

It was because of Lisa that

the accident happened.

- It was her doing.

You're mistaken. Lisa is not to blame.

But you do not know the truth.

Lisa is a Succubus.

- There's no such thing as a Succubus.

Anyway, Lisa is not

a Von Ronberg.

Lisa...

is my daughter.

His father was Rudolf Von Ronberg.

He died without knowing

that I was pregnant.

And I never had the courage

to tell the Baron.

He would have kill her.

She is the daughter of the Von Ronberg's.

Come on, hurry up or we'll

never get to Holentad.

Has anyone seen Mr. Sorel?

He's at the Baron's bedside.

I feel for the Baron, but we

can't stay here forever.

My mother told you about me.

So now you know everything.

Do you believe that I

could be a Succubus?

Without knowing it?

No, Lisa.

Succubus are just legends.

But do you really know?

You seek to reassure me.

Will I ever see you again?

Fate will decide.

Here comes Mr. Sorel.

Where is your luggage?

I can not leave a dying man.

Go on without me.

I'll come back later.

It's all right.

Good luck then.

Let's go to the balcony to say

goodbye for the last time.

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