Reborn Demon Girl Will Not Meet the Uncle Hero

Chapter 1 The Lost Demon King and the Decadent Hero

"Ah Godora! You can't kill me! I have eternal life! But you! Time will take away your power. The goddess's gift is not yours after all! You will die! I will rule this world once again! Let darkness cover this world!"

The man with two horns on his head roared in anger. He saw his body being cut by the sword that was shining with golden light.

The eighteen-year-old man's eyes sparkled. "You're right, Demon King. I can't kill you. So, I will cut you into pieces. Your limbs, your internal organs, your horns... cut into pieces one by one, and seal you forever!"

In the last year of the Struggle Era and the first year of the New Era, the Demon King Mordor was defeated by A-Goldora, and his body was divided into thirteen parts. They were sealed forever around the world.

That year, A. Godora, who was later called the Brave Man, was eighteen years old.

……

June, the fourteenth year of the New Era.

"Give me a beer!"

There was a lot of noise in the tavern, and someone was clamoring for a beer.

The girl in a cheap maid outfit looked speechlessly at the customer who asked for beer: "You haven't paid your bill for the past two days! How can I possibly serve you? My boss will dock my salary!"

"Hey! Mohe-chan, don't be so harsh, right? You'll become a hideous woman~"

"It's not your turn to speak, drunkards!"

While struggling with the drunks, Moher looked towards the entrance of the tavern. According to normal circumstances, it should be here soon...

Just as Mohe was thinking this, a middle-aged man pushed the door and entered the tavern.

"Oh! Look who's here? The great adventurer, Dora! What are you going to tell us today?"

When they saw him come in, many people in the tavern looked over and cheered loudly.

Duo Luo's beard was unshaven and looked poorly trimmed, giving him the air of someone who had experienced the vicissitudes of life. He forced a superficial smile and found an empty seat to sit down. "Today I plan to tell you the story of the Northern Snow Country."

"Northern Snow Country? What's there to talk about with all the ice and snow?"

Duo Luo chuckled and said, "That's because you haven't seen the snow elves in the Snow Country. They are completely different from the elves on the mainland."

"Oh?"

The men in the tavern immediately showed curious expressions.

"What does a snow elf look like?"

"It's well known that mainland elves, while beautiful and tall, have dark skin. After all, they live close to nature and always enjoy basking in the sun. But snow elves are different. Their skin is whiter than snow! And unlike the skinny figures of mainland elves, snow elves are plump and as big as this!"

He gestured in front of his chest in a rather obscene manner.

All the men present smiled "hehe".

Moh held a glass of beer and a piece of toast and placed them heavily in front of Dora.

"Look! Doro! You said that the snow elves made our poor Miss Moher angry! Don't talk about plump women next time!" Someone laughed and stood up for Moher.

Mo He just glared at the other person fiercely.

Turning to look at Duo Luo: "So, is anyone treating you today?"

Dora looked at everyone in the tavern, and everyone smiled.

"I'm asking!"

A man suddenly said, and then he said to Dora: "Dora, you have so many stories, why don't you become a bard? Maybe you can become a guest of honor of those nobles."

"Bard? Come on, I'm not that romantic. Besides, bards are all handsome men and beautiful women, right?"

After hearing Duo Luo's words, the man who had just offered to treat the guests took a closer look at Duo Luo's appearance and said, "You are right. Your appearance is indeed a little lacking. Compared to me, there is a gap, let alone a bard."

Duo Luo took a sip of beer, pointed at the man and laughed: "I'm not any worse looking than you!"

"Hehe~"

The tavern was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

……

Late at night, Moher looked at the tavern that was about to close. Taverns in this town generally didn't stay open all night. The people who came to drink were mostly locals, who had to go home at night and work the next day. The only people who stayed up all night drinking were the occasional adventurers. However, those adventurers didn't stay for long.

Dora is an exception.

Just like now, he just collapsed on the table.

Moher and Dora were the only ones left in the tavern.

Mo He remembered what his boss had said to him.

"Moh! Here's your chance! Haven't you always been interested in Dora? It's late at night, a man and a woman alone, this is your chance!"

That woman just ran off on her own, leaving me to clean up the tavern... She said she was helping me find an opportunity, but it was simply because she didn't want to clean up and dumped the job on me. This is the human workplace! Human nature is inherently bad!
but……

This is indeed an opportunity.

Dora - the brave A. Godora, who gained the title of "brave" by stepping on his own head, now appears in front of him in such a miserable state. This is a good opportunity to get rid of him.

A pitch-black magic blade appeared in Moher's hand. She only had a little strength now. However, if she was drunk...

She stabbed directly with the blade.

Then it was held.

The magic blade was held in Dora's hand, and a gleam of light flowed in his turbid eyes.

Moh retracted the magic blade: "So, my brave lord, pretending to be drunk is not a good civilization."

Dora shook his head and rubbed his head. "I was really drunk. I grabbed your magic blade because it was an instinctive reaction. But even if I let you stab me, you can't hurt me. Wow... I feel disgusting after drinking too much."

"An attack that doesn't hurt you won't make your body react, right?"

"You're the Demon King. Only your killing intent can make me react. After all these years, your killing intent is still this strong. Just feeling it is chilling... Even though you know it can't hurt me, you do want to kill me. The Demon King feels a bit impotent and furious."

The magic blade in Moher's hand dissipated. She took a sip of Dora's unfinished beer from the table, then sat across from Dora and sneered, "Look! What a novelty! What's become of the hero who defeated such a terrifying demon king? A homeless man? A drunk? He can't even get a coin out of his pocket, yet he pretends to be an adventurer and tells about his past experiences. How pathetic!"

"Would you like to donate two coins to me? Just as a reward for protecting the world."

"Are you trying to make me laugh to death? Protect the world? With my head as the price?"

The mutual hurt between the two people stopped here, and both of them fell into silence for a long time.

Mo He finally lost his temper and said, "Are you here to arrest me?"

"No, I'm no longer a hero."

"If I were to do something, would you stop me?"

Duo Luo finally met Mo He's gaze again: "If I remember correctly, I sealed your left hand in the church in the nearest city."

"Just as you said."

Moh did not deny it.

"Left hand...what's your left hand?"

"It has my magical mark on it, which can give me the power of immortality again."

"Aren't you immortal now?"

"My soul is immortal, and I'm only 14 years old now. I don't want to grow up from a baby again. Take back my left hand. This body will revive even after death, unless you split me apart and seal me again."

Moher explained, "In fact, you have evil intentions. If I hadn't allowed my soul to escape and you hadn't split and sealed it like this, I'm afraid the Demon King would have split into many individuals by now."

"That's what I was planning, but you're smart. If it happened again you wouldn't have this chance, but now... never mind."

Duo Luo waved his hand indifferently: "I have no objection to what you want to do, let's make a deal."

"trade?"

"I don't care about your business, and you don't care about mine. You can sense me, and I can sense you, but you must not let me be discovered. Others won't be able to find us. If you can just shut up and not use me, I won't stop your plan."

A meaningless smile played at the corners of Moh's mouth. "Wow~ This really gives me a new feeling. You're a hero, and when you heard the Demon King was going to be resurrected, you didn't do anything at all?"

"It's just a left hand... I won't say whether you can succeed or not. Even if you do, don't you still have so much else? A right hand and two legs, five internal organs, a head, horns, a skeleton, and two eyes. Thirteen parts in total. I don't think it will affect anything. You still have a long time to develop. By the time you are fully resurrected, I might already be dead."

Hearing the man counting his corpses, Moher felt his blood pressure rise. Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, but who knows? In short, this man made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Very good, you'd better remember what you said, Mr. Doro."

"By the way, I have a piece of news for you. On your left is your former subordinate, the vampire duke, Lisiduowei. She seems very interested in your eternal immortality. After all, your eternity is different from hers. She must be very interested, right?"

Mo He's smile grew even more intense. "Lisi Duowei! Haha, what a familiar name. She wanted to protect you from the knife. I originally asked her to kill you, but she actually fell in love with you. What? Did she abandon you?"

"Whether to abandon her or not...I disappointed her."

"I've heard something about you," Moh said suddenly. "Do you want to make a further deal?"

A smile appeared on the man's face at this moment: "Further transaction? You mean?"

"The hero loses his status as a hero and becomes homeless... If the Demon King is resurrected, people will realize the value of heroes—and then, you will become a hero again."

"..."

The man picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in it. "Come on! The hero is dead! The only one here is a 34-year-old middle-aged man."

(End of this chapter)