Reborn Demon Girl Will Not Meet the Uncle Hero

Chapter 178 Doro and A. Godora

A. Godora, pointing the sword of the hero at Moher.

This scene reminded Mohe of when the hero team arrived at the Demon King's palace more than a decade ago, giving him a sense of "destiny."

However, this work is quite interesting.

Moh originally thought that since the life form was created by these selfish women, it would be more in line with their own expectations. However, to his surprise, they actually created a life form exactly like A Godora's original appearance. This life form was almost exactly the same as the A Godora of the past.

However, it's not that identical people can reach the same level. No matter how similar they are, there are fundamental differences, and they will react differently when faced with the same situation.

Moher didn't care too much about this guy.

Demon King...?
Not many people know what Moher really looks like. Many people here never imagined that the Demon King is now a young girl, who even looks somewhat harmless.

This was the first time Yin Nefeld had seen the reborn Demon King.

She has feelings that are different from others.

She sensed something deep and dark.

A curse... no, it's no longer something that can be described as a curse. It's as if the Demon King is carrying something on his back.

"Oh~ the original hero, the Mr. Doro I knew has already relinquished his identity as a hero, so you are the true hero. The Hero's Sword and the Hero's Armor have acknowledged your existence; you are more worthy of bearing the name of this hero than anyone else." Mohe didn't hold back his praise for the hero before him. "Did they tell you the truth?"

"I know what's happening in the world."

“Then you should know that the structure of your body is based on my power. Based on my eyes, my heart, my kidneys, my bones, my right foot…” She looked the hero up and down. “Even so, you still point the hero’s sword at me? In that sense, you should call me mother.”

The hero's sword did not waver: "I don't think the Demon King is such a shameless person. You were defeated by me before, so you are afraid of me?"

“Fear in my heart, that’s an interesting way to put it. Even if I am fearing, I think the object of my fear is not you, but my dear Mr. Doro. But he doesn’t seem to have arrived yet. Before he arrives, would you like to have a duel with me? I wouldn’t mind killing you as his substitute.”

Moh appeared quite composed: "However, if I had to say, I advise you not to make a move yet. There's no point in fighting me. I have no interest in the current state of the world. This banquet is primarily for the Wise King and Duke Reggus."

She got straight to the point: "Since Mr. Doro hasn't arrived yet, I'll ask you both on his behalf—do you want to continue this war?"

Moch ignored the so-called "hero".

Pointed at by the sword of the hero who had killed her and was stained with the Demon King's blood, Mohe completely ignored the existence of such a hero and immediately began to advance the theme of the banquet. She seemed completely unconcerned about the fact that the hero might attack her at any moment.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, A. Godora sheathed the Hero's Sword.

“This is also a concern of mine.” His gaze fell on the Wise King and Duke Reggus. “Humans should not fight each other like this.”

Just like A. Godora back then.

Moh came to this conclusion: if the other party were to make a move, it wouldn't be in a place like this; instead, it would choose a secluded spot to fight him one-on-one. Besides, he was also concerned about the fate of humanity, so this banquet was just a formality for him? No… he must have come to see Doro.

If it were A. Godora, he would do that.

If this hero were truly like A. Godora, he might want to save his "future self."

Moh came here in person precisely to confirm this.

The crowd relaxed a little; just now, they were genuinely afraid that the Demon King and the Hero would start fighting.

In that battle back then, only the hero's team was present—but if a fight were to break out now… humans would likely become the next elves. After all, even the royal capital has been destroyed.

It's good that no war broke out here, and it seems the Demon King really is here to mediate?
Representing—Doro's will?

The world then learned the name of the so-called true hero, the hero known to all. "Tearing Heavenly King" was simply too awful to hear; it would have been better to just call him Doro.

Everyone's attention turned to Duke Reggus and the Wise King.

Ultimately, this war came out of nowhere. To many, Duke Reggus's rebellion seemed like a joke.

At this moment, Duke Reggus finally spoke for the first time.

"I hope to wait for Mr. Doro's arrival."

He said that once and then fell silent.

At this moment, Adriana secretly emerged from the space and blended into the crowd. No one noticed her, except for Moh, who did, but she wasn't interested in it.

Of course, given her wicked sense of humor, pointing it out and embarrassing Adriana would be a minor issue, but...

She knew that Doro had arrived.

When Moher looked toward the doorway.

People's eyes followed her to the doorway.

As everyone knows, a former hero named Doro is about to arrive.

He will meet another A. Godora who is also present in this venue.

Will two heroes fight each other?
If the hero doesn't fight the Demon King… some people are terrified, but then again—even if they are afraid, there's no escape from here. Everyone who comes to this banquet carries a heavy burden. If they weren't prepared, who would have come here?
Here, you'll be watched by the Demon King, the Hero, the Wise King, the Dwarf King, and others.
Isn't it better to stay at home and lie down?
Everyone was there because they had no choice but to come. Then, the middle-aged man appeared.

With gray hair, wearing a very simple vest, and cloth shoes covered in mud, he looked like a refugee who had just come out of the mountains.

He was even wearing a straw hat.

But people know that he is Dorro.

“I’m a little late, and everyone’s been waiting for me. I was planning to arrive earlier—I’m sorry, Rastina, please forgive me for that.” He looked up, his gaze falling on “A. Godora.” “It’s truly incredible to see another version of myself… Moher, have you ever experienced anything like this before?”

“There used to be a very rare race called the Mirror Clan. Someone from among them once challenged me, and a reflection of myself appeared. But it was meaningless; I won easily.”

Doro strode forward, ignoring the many people around him. He then took off his weapon and headed towards "A. Godora".

Vest and armor of a warrior, blonde and gray hair.

The two were the same height, and their gazes overlapped.

"A. Godora" then began to walk, and the two continued to move closer to each other.

Then—a terrifying aura began to spread.

Almost instantly, Rastina felt breathless, as if she were underwater, the terrifying pressure threatening to crush her chest. Instinctively, she reached out to grab something.

"Zheng~"

The sound of the strings brought Rastina back to her senses. She looked in Moher's direction, and realized she wasn't the only one or two people doing the same thing.

Moher held the Heavenly Scale in his hand and played a soothing melody.

The Demon King intervened and relieved the pressure that the two heroes felt when they stared at each other!

The two stopped almost simultaneously.

Doro's gaze was more inquisitive, somewhat like Moher's. It was filled with a desire to explore, yet also held a haughty, condescending air.

"A. Godora" met that gaze without flinching, his eyes filled with determination and courage.

This is the embodiment of courage.

The distance between the two was only about one step.

Doro then asked, "You know what happened to me, don't you?"

"Yes I know."

"Can you understand how I feel?"

"I can."

"So what brings you here?"

"For peace."

Doro smiled. "A very good answer—but you need to prove your strength. Prove that you have the power to maintain this peace."

"I think so too."

What does it mean?
Even though the Demon King's music soothed everyone's hearts, the Demon King and the Hero didn't fight. So why would the Hero and the Hero fight? They clearly didn't seem to have any hostility towards each other!
Doro looked at Moh: "Moh, I'm counting on you."

Moh was immediately displeased: "Are you using me as a tool, Mr. Doro?"

"No need for all that trouble. You don't need to construct a battlefield capable of withstanding our power; a battlefield suitable for heroes is sufficient. Give me some face. Otherwise, how embarrassing would that be for me?"

"Hmm... since you've said that..."

Moch's repertoire suddenly changed.

At this moment, people actually saw tangible musical notes.

The musical notes floated around Doro and A. Godora, surrounding the two of them.

"What power is this?"

Yin Nefert asked Adeline, "Is it the power of that harp?"

"No, no... Although that harp is a very powerful alchemical tool, this has nothing to do with that harp. It's quite ridiculous—I noticed this last time. That harp is just a trumpet."

"……what?"

"She used music when she manipulated the World Tree before. I should have noticed then that this so-called Heavenly Scale might have other effects, but for the Demon King, it's just a loudspeaker to make the sound travel farther and louder."

(End of this chapter)