Reborn Demon Girl Will Not Meet the Uncle Hero

Chapter 190 This is different

The world's basic power structures have already been divided. The forces outside the scope that Moh and Doro can determine are nothing more than races like the dragons that Moh scared away many years ago and fled to the sea, or the lizardmen who were slaughtered by shapeshifters and then transformed—races like these.

These races are called minority races, not because they lack powerful individuals, but because their numbers are far fewer compared to elves, dwarves, and humans. Furthermore, some races have reproductive issues. For example, the dragons are absurd in that while they can reproduce with any race, their reproductive efficiency is low, especially when they reproduce with members of their own race. A single egg often takes decades to incubate. Although they are indeed very powerful, this doesn't make them a truly large race.

Of course, if we include the many subspecies of dragons in the world, such as the earth dragons domesticated by humans, then there are quite a few "dragons." It would be fair to call them a fourth race.

But will the dragon return to lead?

Moher wasn't very hopeful. There had actually been some misunderstanding at the time.

The drug that Moh gave to the girls to seduce Doro was actually intended for the dragon; the Demon King has always been very lenient in this regard.

It was the Dragon King who found Moher and made a request to this great demon king.

"My Lord Demon King! Your loyal servant needs your help."

It looked like this: the Dragon King, disguised as a demon, knelt before Moher.

“Our people enjoy mating with other races but have little interest in our own. Although our race has a long lifespan, our birth rate is already low, and hatching takes a long time. In addition, other races will be eyeing our eggs—our race is already in grave danger!”

The dragon king hoped that Moh could come up with a solution.

Mohe personally felt that there was no point in trying to make things difficult for others. For example, if a female dragon wasn't interested in a male dragon, she was less likely to go into heat, further reducing the already low chance of conception. And if a male dragon wasn't interested in a female dragon, to put it simply... what could you do?

Therefore, she didn't really want to get involved in such matters. Besides, why should she, a dignified Demon King, concern herself with the reproduction of other races?
However, the Dragon King was still a powerful being, and for her to cry in front of Mohe made Mohe unable to hold back any longer. That Dragon King was truly shameless, and after all, as a female dragon herself, she didn't even have a mate. If she didn't take the lead in procreation, what would the other dragons say?
However, this dragon king also had his own opinion, saying that "a king cannot be biased. If I have a favorite dragon, it will definitely cause my heart to be biased and I will not be able to deal with issues fairly."

Moh dismissed this philosophy, but she wouldn't criticize others for how they acted as kings.

Although she was dismissive, she couldn't completely ignore it, since she had plenty of free time. So she did some research and development—but surprisingly, she created an unexpectedly effective drug. The Dragon King excitedly took the drug back to his dragons—but less than a year later, the dragons ran away.

The Dragon King came running to her, weeping, saying that her kind had abandoned her and that she was now all alone. The other dragons had gone to the sea, saying that they had suffered under her cruel rule, so she had no choice but to leave as well.

Although Mohe thought this was perfectly normal—she wouldn't say anything to persuade them to stay. After all, increasing the number of dragons was originally her idea; some things on dragons were suitable as alchemical materials, and they weren't exactly lost at sea—she could retrieve them whenever needed.

Thinking of the past, Moh couldn't help but smile: "Wise King, how will you fight against the forces on Doro's side?"

"Is this considered an assessment?"

"This is just casual conversation. I said I'd give you power, so I'll give you power. If you want to give it to me, that's fine with me. Anyway, this war doesn't really affect anything. After this war, there are two more battles that have nothing to do with you. If I can win those two, then this war is also irrelevant."

The wise king stared at Moh: "Best of three is fine too?"

“You should know that the most important match is just my one-on-one with him. If I win the other two matches but lose this one, the only person I can trust is Mr. Doro’s character, but Mr. Doro has the power to be capricious and break the rules.” Moh said bluntly, “So, losing this war will not make my situation worse, and winning will only be icing on the cake.”

The Wise King didn't quite understand her words, after all, she wasn't a being in this realm and couldn't truly empathize with Mohe and Doro. Nevertheless, she said, "Dealing with the Church of the White and the Alchemist's Guild is relatively easy. What's truly difficult is the Mage's Guild. The Church of the White and the Alchemist's Guild are based on a large number of commoners, those in lower positions. These people haven't received much education, and frankly, they're easy to deceive. At least, that's not a problem for me. The key is the people in the Mage's Guild. These noble people receive advanced education from a young age, and at the same time, they have to scheme against others. They don't trust anyone, which can be seen as a lack of unity… but relatively speaking, they are very difficult to deal with."

"We have dwarves and elves on our side. The elves currently lack high-end combat power, but their mid-to-lower-level combat power is still decent. The dwarves have preserved their strength intact. However, the two races combined are still far inferior to the humans I have cultivated. With this comparison, your side is in a very difficult position. Moreover, your high-end combat power is also much weaker... To be honest, even I don't have much confidence in winning."

Moh nodded. "A reasonable assessment. So what do you plan to do?" "To what extent will you and Doro get involved in this war?"

"I won't interfere at all, I'll just watch. Besides, it won't be a real war. I've already started building a battlefield constructed from reflections. Everything will be reflected on that battlefield. I won't even offer you any advice... Do you understand what I mean?"

"It means that both of you will be used as mascots."

"Yes."

The wise princess fiddled with her hair, a gesture that was quite natural—she looked like an ordinary young girl, though she used to have long hair, so it shouldn't be considered unusual: "I understand. In that case, there is a possibility of winning, after all, those people's weaknesses are still quite obvious."

"Very good, very energetic."

Moh then dropped the matter: "Then you can discuss the relevant matters with the Dwarf King, the Nature Ranger, and our Miss End of the Song. As for the leaders of the minority races, you can choose whoever you want to see, and I'll arrange it for you. Rose will assist you in these matters."

After arranging these things, Moh once again came to the world of the dead.

She met the snow elf sisters.

“I don’t quite understand why you’re fighting with Doro; your relationship shouldn’t be like this.”

Elf clearly didn't understand this kind of thing.

Moh sighed, “There’s nothing I can do. I didn’t want to fight Mr. Doro either. It was fine to maintain our original relationship, but I underestimated Mr. Doro’s desire. Just like before, I looked forward to his growth, but I never thought that he would surpass me in that battle. I underestimated his desire and determination to win.”

Logically speaking, Doro, who was originally weaker than him, gained greater strength through his battle with him. He shouldn't be able to surpass him. After all, even if it's about learning, he could just learn everything from him and that would be enough, right? But at that time, Doro defeated Moher.

And it is the same now.

Moh said with some helplessness, "I never thought I would make a mistake twice on the same issue. I underestimated Mr. Doro's desires—I led him down the path of depravity and made him more indulgent in order to make him easier to control and more useful to me, but I wouldn't push him to the point of being at odds with me. I wanted to maintain a good relationship with him... But Mr. Doro's desires are truly terrifying, you know? I can feel it; she's got her eye on me!"

As she spoke, she noticed the two sisters' expressions: "What's with those expressions? You don't seem surprised at all?"

Elf and Roland exchanged a glance, and then Roland, who was actually more eloquent, slowly said, "We don't think this is an accident. After all, shouldn't you think about what you actually did?"

"what?"

“When I was a maid, Miss Lisdowei told me that when Mr. Doro walked in while you were soaking in the hot spring, you didn’t avoid him at all. Instead, you openly showed him your body. You even invited him to soak with you and chatted with him.”

"What's wrong with this?"

"The fact that you weren't pushed down by him is a result of his effort to restrain himself. I think that's the case."

Moh was puzzled: "Don't you understand Doro? He has beauties like Lisdowei around him, as well as Rose, whom I specially created as the Enchantress, and the forbidden A. Sion—those girls all have great figures. When I was bathing with him, my body was not much different from now, and I didn't even have any feminine characteristics. Doro didn't make a move on those girls back then, so how could he make a move on me? Like Elf, didn't you seduce Doro before, and he didn't do anything to you?"

Elf's expression was somewhat complicated: "Moher, this is different."

(End of this chapter)