Reborn Demon Girl Will Not Meet the Uncle Hero

Chapter 173 Dwarf King Bahadon
An unexpected guest arrived.

When Dorado was testing the waters and asking Lastina to entertain all the great figures imaginable in the world, someone who absolutely should not have appeared at the Moher Mansion appeared at this moment.

"Dwarf King Bahadon!"

Moher smiled. "What a rare guest! Nore, go make some tea! This is the honorable Dwarf King!"

Among the three major races, if you ask Mohe which race he likes more, then there is no doubt that Mohe likes the dwarves.

The dwarves' magic level is average, but their alchemy level is much higher, but they are most famous for neither of these two.

To simply state a fact, the only people in this world who truly study history are the dwarves.

When humans studied the White Church's "Sacred Records" as a basic history textbook, the dwarves actually completely denied the claims of the "Sacred Records".

The "Sacred Records" divides the world into four eras, from the initial "Age of God's Creation", to the later "Sacred Age" of expelling evil, to the "Dark Age" dominated by the Demon King, and then to the current "Glorious Age".

But the dwarves believe that this is not the case. After investigating many relics and objects, they discovered that before the three major races, there should have been some intelligent races. Therefore, they believe that the description in the "Sacred Records" is wrong.

Of course, as for the results...

The Sacred Records is right.

This is actually a bit funny, but the dwarves cannot be blamed. After all, the goddess really exists. After appointing humans, the goddess's will once descended and was imparted, which led to the birth of the White Church. Therefore, the description of this aspect in "The Sacred Records" is the description of the goddess, which is "real history."

Of course—this does not mean that the description in the Sacred Records is correct, and that human understanding of history is correct.

There is a very simple question: how long is the time scale of these four eras?

It's already difficult to find relics of the race of Kraska, who died a few days ago. However, according to the description in the Sacred Records, it was still during the "Dark Ages" ruled by the Demon King. But if you tell the people of the White Church that the time scale is 10,000 years, I'm afraid some people will find it difficult to accept and understand.

Although Moher, who knew everything, knew that the dwarves' research results were sometimes funny, but then again -

She did not dislike this spirit of the dwarf.

At least, if Moher were to choose a designated race, he would prefer the dwarves, who are more pragmatic. Of course, dwarves also have shortcomings, such as their lack of understanding and pursuit of art, which often results in things that lack "aesthetics."

In other words, the dwarves' aesthetic views are extremely simple and crude.

For example, the scepter they gave to Moher five thousand years ago is a perfect embodiment of the character of the dwarves.

How rare, how brilliant, how dazzling, that is the aesthetic of the dwarves.

Words like low-key, luxurious, and connotation have nothing to do with dwarves.

Of course, there is another reason why Moher prefers dwarves.

"Bahatun, I heard you might still have some fine wine left behind by the so-called God of Wine. Did you bring it over?"

Hearing Moher's words, the Dwarf King Bahadon's expression suddenly became alert: "Demon King, I'm here to discuss things today, not to drink. How could I possibly bring that kind of thing with me!"

Mo He's expression suddenly became a little disappointed: "You come to visit me without bringing anything, do you look down on me, the honorable Demon King?"

During Moher's reign, she was indifferent to offerings from other races. The only exception was the dwarves, who she did demand wine of a certain quality or higher. However, other offerings were generally undemanding. As for why humans often offered "geniuses" as tributes, surely it had something to do with Lisiduowei?

"In that case, please come in."

Nore opened the door of the mansion, and the dwarf king Bahatun walked into Mohe's mansion.

He felt tremendous pressure.

This mansion is indeed the Demon King's lair—magic, curses, alchemy... How vast is the power the Demon King has retrieved? This mansion is the embodiment of her power. Without her permission, can even the military strength of an entire nation be conquered?

When I arrived at the reception room of the mansion with the Dwarf King, Rose was already walking over with desserts and tea.

"Please enjoy."

She respectfully withdrew. She knew the Dwarf King was there, but in this situation, it was clear that the Thunder Emperor was more suitable to serve Moher. She needed to take care of other things. Moher then asked Bahadon, "I thought you were in the Holy Tower right now. Isn't there a meeting going on there?"

"I heard that was your will."

"That is the will of the Brave One."

Bahadon sighed. "I think so! So, I'll rush over right after that. After all, we've already reached the human empire, so the capital isn't that far away. There's still plenty of time before the banquet begins."

"So what are you doing here?"

"Regarding the deal you asked Miss Lastina to negotiate with me, I must come here in person to confirm it with you."

Moher smiled. "This is truly surprising. I know you dwarves are very serious about this, but coming before me in person, I thought you were a different kind of dwarf king. This recklessness is a characteristic of you dwarves, and also your weakness. You should know that in your dwarven kingdom, I can't kill you without using my full strength, and I wouldn't personally come to my mansion—it would be no different from committing suicide."
Bahadun picked up the teacup and took a sip. "Demon Lord Mordor. I believe that among the leaders of the three major races, our relationship should be the best, and I am the one who knows you best. At this point, what is the point of you deceiving me with such lies? Some people may not truly understand the significance of your resurrection, but I do."

"What you said is very wrong. Saying such words to a lady like me could easily lead to misunderstanding, Mr. Bahatton. It would be terrible if our hero misunderstood."

Although he said so, Moh did not deny what Bahatun said.

"No, the meaning of your resurrection... that's wrong. To be precise, the meaning of this world's existence changed from the moment you were not completely dead. This is merely a battlefield for the competition between you and the hero. Everyone else is a piece of scenery that can be destroyed at will. Their value in existence is only to give rise to various feelings and thoughts in your hearts - there is no more meaning."

Moher propped her chin up with one hand and tilted her head to look at Bahadun. Her smile grew quite bright, and her hair fell naturally, giving her a rather sinister beauty. "Ah~ That's why I like this about you dwarves, Bahadun. I've always tried to prevent the flames of war from reaching you, but it seems you have no choice."

"No matter what, the dwarves are ultimately a group, constantly yearning for development. This has nothing to do with who is the 'king'. Favorable conditions will lead to mass reproduction, and mass reproduction requires even more favorable conditions—this is the instinct of living beings. It's not something I, as the king, can stop with a simple 'no'."

"It's a clear understanding that a race like the dwarves cannot live in isolation from the world."

"So we have to make a choice." Bahatun gave his own conclusion.

Moh then asked, "So what is your choice?"

"This isn't a deal, it's just my personal doubt—can you answer my question?"

"can."

Bahadun stared at Mohel: "Can you defeat the brave man?"

Regarding the transaction between Lastina and the dwarves, what Lastina knew was actually some trade in wine. Moher never concealed his love for the wine brewed by the god of wine. As she said, the strong have the freedom to be willful, so although Lastina found the negotiation very difficult, she still discussed the matter of fine wine with the dwarves.

However, the Dwarf King knew Moher's true meaning.

"That's an interesting question, Bahadon." Moher couldn't help but smile. "With two beings like the Hero and I coexisting in the world, the world's forces should naturally be divided into the Hero's forces and the Demon King's forces. There will inevitably be a clash between the two forces to determine the strength of the two. This is the first round of the showdown between me and my dear Mr. Hero."

"If I tell you that I can defeat the hero, will you become my power?"

Moher stirred the teaspoon in his red teacup with his free hand. "I suggest you don't make a decision based on something like this. After all, I lost to him. Besides, the dwarves also rebelled against me before, right? Now that things have come to this, I don't mind them being under my command. What do your people think?"

She didn't give an answer.

The Dwarf King already knew that Moher didn't care about the outcome of the first round of the so-called duel with the hero. She wanted to use this matter to achieve her other goals.

"Now, the Brave One has begun to divide the world's order. That banquet is very important, Bahadon. Perhaps you should make a decision after the banquet. There is no need to rush to express your opinion to me."

Mo He stood up and said to Nore, "Show him off."

Then he left the living room.

Bahadur sat where he was.

Nore just stood behind him.

After a moment, Bahadun stood up and nodded at Nore: "Thank you for your help, Miss Nore."

Nore then led him away.

(End of this chapter)