Reborn Demon Girl Will Not Meet the Uncle Hero

Chapter 189 Confession, Commander

Inneferdula questioned Doro—something she was not entitled to do. But Doro remained calm in the face of her questioning, a testament to the magnanimity of a human king.

Doro, of course, did not reciprocate Moh's kindness, even though he should have. But what difference did it make?
He and the Demon King are beings with long lifespans; they have a long time ahead of them. Why can't they slowly repay Mohe's kindness in the years to come? Why should they be known or understood by the people in front of them? As Mohe once said, beings like Yin Nifidd are only suitable as tools to alleviate boredom in the long years.

Therefore, the task of Innefeld is to please herself, the task of Shady is to please herself, the task of Adeline is the same, and the task of Adriana will be no different—their value lies in making themselves happy. At this moment, Shady and Adeline have begun to move forward on the path of overcoming themselves. They may achieve something extraordinary that will make them remember their achievements forever, or they may ultimately only disappoint themselves.

But this sense of anticipation is precisely what's worth savoring.

“Nefertari, no matter what you think, this is what I’m saying: the terms I’ll offer will be no different from what they were before.”

Doro reiterated the issue: "On the issue of the curse caster community, my will will not change. You rightfully have the right to live in the light. Your suffering stems from the world's understanding of curses and from some things that curse casters have done in the past. I acknowledge the necessity of your existence and the rationality of your existence, but I will not do anything for it."

He uttered these words as if it were the most natural thing in the world, plunging Innefert into silence. It proved that this man named Doro had never changed in the long run; he had always been…

She then said, "I will choose to be on Moher's side; the cursed should move towards a completely new world."

Doro nodded and said, "I understand. You may leave now."

Having made her own choice, Yin Nefeld no longer had any value in staying in front of him. Whether she would rely on the power of Moh to achieve some kind of leap was also part of Doro's expectations. He just didn't know what the outcome would be, but he was actually somewhat looking forward to it.

Yin Nefert quickly left.

Doro's gaze fell on Adriana: "So, Adriana, what do you want to say to me now? Or are you also trying to side with Moh?"

“No, no.” Adriana finally spoke. “I’ve thought a lot during this time, Doro. I’ve thought about the times we’ve been through, about our laughter and joy, about the years we’ve spent together… I can’t forget those things. I always feel that our relationship shouldn’t be like this.”

Doro's expression turned ugly: "Adriana, if this is what you're here to say, I have no interest in talking to you. What happened back then is very clear. You betrayed me. Now, you come out and say you can't forget the past, that you think we shouldn't have done this... Don't you find it ridiculous? You were the ones who betrayed the past. After making an unforgivable choice, you still have the audacity to say you cherish the memory—Adriana, are you really that shameless?"

"I'm!"

Adriana suddenly said, "I'm a shameless person! I talk about nobility and etiquette, but I'm not like that! I've never really cared about those things! I'm afraid of you, so I allied with them; I like you, so I want to go back to the past; I..."

"Enough, Adriana. I don't care if what you're saying is true or not. I'm not here to listen to your selfish remarks. They only make me feel disgusted."

"No! Doro, listen to me! I just want to tell you how I feel—after that, I'll do whatever you want!"

"It's as if you have the power to resist, Adriana. I have no interest in your feelings whatsoever, but you can say it, just consider it a sacrifice I, as the King of Men, made to gain the power of the Mage Guild."

Doro didn't look too happy.

He sat on the throne with an arrogant air, looking at Adriana with disdain. He did not resist what Adriana wanted to do. In fact, he didn't care much at all. He was not afraid of hearing words like "like" from Adriana. His feelings for them had long been put aside, or rather, had disappeared in the past ten years.

"I'm jealous of you, Doro."

envy?

Doro looked at Adriana with a puzzled expression; these were words that had taken him by surprise.

“I’m jealous that you can always move forward, I’m jealous that you can always solve all kinds of problems. I always feel like I’m an irreplaceable part, but in reality, I’m the most replaceable one. I know that if I hadn’t been in the team back then, you would have done the things I did. Maybe then the other girls would have relied on you more, they would have loved you more, and then you wouldn’t have ended up like this.”

She spoke from a perspective that Doro had never imagined, saying things that were cryptic, but Doro just looked at her: "Is that all you wanted to say? It means nothing, Adriana. I'm not happy about it, nor do I expect things to have come to this. I feel great right now. Nothing is more enjoyable than embracing freedom. Can you understand and appreciate this feeling of freedom and looking down on the world?"

Adriana didn't respond to Doro's words: "I often think, Doro, if I didn't exist, that betrayal might not have happened—they depended on me, so when they were afraid because of your battle with the Demon King, they didn't dare face you, so they came to me for advice, for my opinion, for my understanding—they knew that my lifelong wish was to defeat the Demon King, and at that time, I gave an answer that directly led to that betrayal. So... if we're talking about the source, it's all my fault."

"What do you mean by this?"

Doro simply asked, "You take all the blame and then try to make me forgive them? You think it's enough for me to just hate you? Adriana, you're as arrogant as ever. You always think you can do everything, that you can make all the members live happily. Do you think that just because you said they were influenced by you, and I killed you to vent my anger, the others will treat me the same way they used to?"

He stared at Adriana, his gaze carrying immense weight: "Adriana! Foolish! What do you think you are? What do you think they are? If you truly loved me, if you truly trusted me, you would have questioned me when I first proposed this idea, instead of joining me in the betrayal. And now you're saying it was Adriana's idea? Don't you find that ridiculous? You're not insulting them, you're insulting me! Do you think I would believe such words!"

Doro wasn't stupid, or rather, he was influenced by Mohe. He probably wouldn't have thought about these things before, but spending time with Mohe for a long time changed him. After all, Mohe would often explain her own thinking and why she did things the way she did them. These things subtly influenced Doro, so he clearly realized the one-sidedness of Adriana's words at this moment.

She may not have lied, but that doesn't mean that her betrayal of the other girls was innocent or that she was misled.

Besides, what's the point of dwelling on the past?

"Besides that, is there anything else you want to say? If not, then it's time for you to leave. I'm going to rest now. It just so happens that Lisiduowei has also arrived, and I need to spend some time with my wife. I don't have much free time to chat with you."

Adriana realized that Doro was no longer the same man. He was no longer the man who believed everyone unconditionally, no matter what they said. That man was gone. The current Doro could accurately judge their words. "The Mage's Guild will stand by your side," Adriana could only say. "However, according to the Mage's Guild's requirements..."

Adriana stood up, her clothes falling off naturally: "I should offer myself to please you."

……

Moher lay in the rocking chair, enjoying the warmth of the artificial sun, flipping through the pages of "The Sacred Book" in her hands.

Very pleasant.

At first, she felt that she had no chance of winning against Doro, after all, the hero symbolized a daimyo and the demon king symbolized terror. But then again, the various races and forces were much more realistic than she had imagined. When it came to choosing between the demon king and the hero, there were not as many people on Doro's side as Moh had imagined, and there were also many more people who had pledged allegiance to her than she had expected.

She felt that her misjudgment stemmed from a difference in perception.

But none of that matters.

A young girl stood beside her, carrying a jug of chilled liquor, ready to mix Moher's drinks whenever needed.

Mohe nodded in satisfaction: "Your Highness, your service was quite good. Speaking of which, have you had any difficulties adjusting since becoming a girl?"

"I find it incredibly perverse and meaningless that you yourself have become a girl and then try to turn others into girls as well. As your servant, is there any difference between a man and a woman?"

"You think so too?"

Moh glanced at her sideways: "I'd like to know if you've spoken with Rose. She's Frodonic—you chose her, right?"

"Of course, she is an outstanding talent. At least, as a second-generation hero, I acknowledge her abilities."

"If that's the case, why did you bring out another hero? It seems you don't really trust our Miss Rose."

"Isn't this a matter of course?"

The wise king seemed somewhat unfriendly towards Rose: "Although she is an excellent talent, it was originally me who ordered A. Sion to eliminate her. Your saving her was an unexpected option. As the second hero, she is suitable, but as a true hero, she is far from it."

Mohe smiled and said, "Speaking of which, the major powers have made their choices here and there. Next, we will have a great battle with Mr. Doro. However, since Mr. Doro does not like war, such a great battle cannot actually take place."

"What do you mean?"

"Mr. Doro and I should have a tacit understanding on this matter, so Mr. Doro shouldn't be trying to gain power from the world of the dead. I happen to have something that allows the world of the dead to reflect the real world, and then let everyone's reflections fight in place of their original bodies... Mr. Doro should be able to accept that."

Regardless of whether the wise king could understand, Moh continued, "What I mean is, if you were to be the commander, would you fight with all your might?"

"What do you think?"

The wise king's question clearly indicated his lack of cooperation: "Why should I help you? Why should I be your commander? You should know that being resurrected by you was not my wish."

“Of course, you came here to die anyway, and the reason you didn’t commit suicide in front of me is simply because you are no match for me. Even if you died, I would resurrect you, so you don’t bother with this pointless struggle.” Moh said frankly, “But wise king, you should also know that if I want you to be the commander, you have no right to refuse.”

"I can make you lose. Winning isn't easy, but losing isn't?"

"You really are stubborn. Here's what we'll do: if you win, I'll let you go to Doro's side—if you lose, I'll send you to a brothel, and I won't care what happens to you there."

The wise king's expression was not good, but she still gritted her teeth: "Don't you think both of these options are terrible?"

"Really? I thought you would really like to go to Doro's side. After all, you were willing to risk your own life to put Doro on the throne of the human king. What a deep level of love that is! I have great respect for and admiration for your feelings, so how can this not be considered a reward?"

Besides being disgusting, what else can this demon king do?
"So who do you think is the commander over there?"

"Shady."

Moh chuckled with a wicked grin: "Speaking of which, you two were engaged before, weren't you? Engaged couple killing each other! What a great script!"

She couldn't help but applaud: "That's the decision, no arguments allowed."

(End of this chapter)