Reborn Demon Girl Will Not Meet the Uncle Hero

Chapter 194 Methods of Declaring War
The Demon King is truly lonely.

Sitting in the highest position, overlooking everything in the world.

Doro has been waiting lately.

He is waiting for Shady to abandon her divine power and forge her own path; he is waiting for Adeline's human alchemy to come closer to the essence of the Demon King and herself; he is waiting for Yin Nefeld, and after Moh changes the essence of the curse master, whether she will understand Moh's realm under this change of power, and thus reach the same realm.

To defeat Moher, one doesn't need to be as omnipotent as her; one only needs to reach her level in one area and then surpass her in that area.

He was also waiting for Moh to set up their battlefield.

And so he understood: whether it was the Demon King or the Human King, sitting on that throne meant an eternal wait. Mohe waited alone, for many years, waiting for time to flow, waiting for the changing seasons, waiting for one challenger after another, waiting…

What a boring thing this is.

Wanting to do something... he finally understood why Mohe seemed to know everything, and why she was always interested in all sorts of things—anything she hadn't studied before was part of the surprises that came with the eternal years, a spice in the otherwise boring wait.

She can view everything with composure.

Before I knew it, I was standing on a lonely mountain peak.

Doro was aware that his purpose in becoming the King of Men was to understand Moh's feelings, to know Moh's past thoughts, and to comprehend Moh's will. Therefore, he was fully aware of this. However, actually sitting here waiting, even for just one day, felt unbearably agonizing.

He has the right to be willful—but willfulness is actually such a helpless thing.
However, he was much better off than Moher, as he had many people around him, such as Lystowe and A. Sion. Lystowe was guarding the egg that was growing, and she was probably looking forward to the child. Doro was too, but this was still something that needed to be "waited for".

Waiting embodied the entirety of Doro's being at this moment.

He felt he might get lost while waiting.

This is a very sad thing.

However, he was also relieved about it.

The more he savored the torment and loneliness of the moment, the more he seemed to understand Mohe's gaze. The girl's eyes were always full of inquiry; she seemed to want to know everything in the world, yet she also seemed to already know everything. There was always a hint of playfulness in her eyes; she always stirred one's sensitive nerves, yet she accurately judged all the choices one would make and prepared contingency plans. When things happened, she would say, "Luckily, I was prepared," or "It's only because of me; it definitely wouldn't have worked for anyone else."

Like this, things are resolved easily and perfectly.

He still has so much to explore. Magic, alchemy, curses, divine arts, astrology—over the long years, Doro could gradually, like Moher, study all sorts of things, even sculpture, brewing, fishing, architecture, music, painting, poetry… all sorts of things. Unlike Moher, who has very little left to study, Doro still has so much to appreciate. It seems his life won't truly become boring for some time.

But he has no interest at the moment.

He was undoubtedly lucky; a Demon King had existed in this realm before him, allowing him to foresee the future of the life forms within it. He could know what life would become—and most importantly, the very existence of these life forms was enough to bring him joy.

When will the battlefield between you and me be set up?

-

Setting up the battlefield with Dorro took Moh about half a month.

This has actually been going on for a very long time.

Because at this moment, Mohe had actually recovered her full strength—she had never neglected her recovery efforts throughout the past. Although she hadn't retrieved the last few parts, those were no longer important to Mohe at that time. In the world of the dead, she granted the snow elf sisters a symbol, which meant she hadn't charged them any tolls.

His previous act of appearing weak, as if he hadn't fully recovered his strength, was merely a show of weakness to Doro. However, Doro doesn't seem to believe he hasn't regained his strength... This man can be quite clever at times.

Therefore, there is no need to hide anything at this point. The battlefield, which took half a month to build with the power of the Demon King at his peak, is already a terrifying thing. In fact, even if Mohe took even longer, the battlefield would not change.

For most major countries, half a month is not even enough time to mobilize troops. It is normal for troops to take one or two months to move from one side of a country to the other.

Organizing a major battle on this battlefield would obviously be a great test of a commander's abilities. Mohe knew that the Wise King had been using his name to meet with the leaders who had pledged allegiance to his forces, and was devising some kind of tactic... However, just as Mohe had said at the beginning, although she also wanted to win, winning or losing this round wouldn't make much difference. If she couldn't defeat Doro in terms of personal strength, Doro could shamelessly refuse to acknowledge the outcome of this battle, and then Mohe would have nowhere to turn for help.

"Let me think about it, how about we just call this place the Void Realm?"

She named the place: "You two will become the spirits of this illusory realm—it will be beneficial for you to reflect your own symbols. Perhaps one day, you two will actually be able to reach our realm."

At this point, Moher didn't actually have any expectations.

After all—she had done this before. For a demon king, it wasn't really necessary to have many symbols on his body. Of course, this practice unexpectedly played a role in restoring his strength after being killed by Doro. But—these symbols were originally things she bestowed upon certain beings, just like the symbols she bestowed upon the undead snow elf sisters.

But those people were unable to understand this realm, this domain, or reach it through such symbols—they were all dead.

She is unable to cultivate a life form equal to herself.

So Doro's appearance was a real surprise.

This might be related to the goddess. If so, Mohe would have to admit that the goddess is slightly more powerful than her. After all, she herself couldn't do such a thing. Even if she were to devote all her energy to cultivating an existence at the same level as herself, she couldn't create one. But the goddess did it, so in this respect, the Demon King concedes defeat.

Moh went straight back to his mansion.

"Your Highness, you're not being honest!"

The Wise Queen looked at Mohe in confusion: "What are you talking about?" Mohe walked up to the Wise Queen, looking down at her: "While I was away, you used some methods to elevate yourself, didn't you?"

The wise king said calmly, "Is there anything strange about this? As a demon king, you are fundamentally different from humans and probably don't understand. As a leader of humanity and a qualified politician, one must not be despised on a psychological level. You want me to be a military commander, but you've turned me into this. I can't completely modify my body like you, but just being taller is much better. I have to take care of many things. Just being taller will reduce the contempt others have for me. Besides, I already had some reputation."

"That does make some sense, but Your Highness, you need to understand that no matter how valid your reasons are, the purpose of turning you into this form is not to watch you alter your height here. What do you think?"

The wise king sighed helplessly, "I understand."

Moher nodded: "That's good. Look at Miss Nore, she's always been very honest."

"I think she was born to be a maid, it's just that no one has ever made her do something like this before, and she really enjoys it."

"There's nothing wrong with being a maid. There are unexpected joys to be a maid. Don't you feel that way?"

The wise king looked at Mohe with disdain: "I don't know if you'll enjoy being Doro's maid."

"It's not like I haven't been Mr. Doro's maid before. In the tavern back home, Mr. Doro was incredibly rude on his first day. He actually provoked me by saying, 'I'd like a cute maid smile set meal,' and I almost got kicked out by the owner. It's just that he really does look like a pitiful person."

"I didn't know that, but you were working a part-time job back then, right? It wasn't exactly a maid job, was it?"

"...Alright, that's enough about the maids. Now we need to have a meeting inside the mansion. Go and call everyone over."

"Where are the leaders of the various races?"

“That’s unnecessary; that’s a matter for our manor.”

So the people inside the mansion gathered around.
Moher, Rose, the Wise King, Nore, and two human princess maids.

These are the people inside the mansion.

As for the Dwarf King and the Natural Rangers, they are all "outsiders".

"I have prepared the battlefield for Mr. Doro, that is, His Majesty the Human King," Moh said directly. "But the more crucial thing now is that such a war must have a stunning opening. Even if it is a fictional war, it cannot be started hastily. I want to give our Mr. Doro a surprise, a declaration of war worthy of opening this war. What are your thoughts?"

The start of the war was inevitable.

Challenge...

The girls looked at each other.

The wise king nodded: "I thought you were going to say something... Even if you weren't in a meeting, I was going to ask you about this. This is a war of great significance, destined to be recorded in history and influence the future. Therefore, such a war deserves a grand opening. We should think about it carefully."

Rose raised her hand: "How about using that imposter's blood? I heard they created a fake A. Godora, didn't they? That's abhorrent. I mean, just grab him, kill him, and start a war with the fake's blood."

Rose harbors remorse for herself. As Frodonik, she became the Second Hero and usurped Doro's title, but in reality, it was Doro's despicable and shameful act.

Therefore, the appearance of a fake hero is intolerable. It shouldn't happen.

This is a proposal that aligns with Rose's ideas.

"Your idea has too much personal agenda, but... let's add it to the shortlist for now."

Moher looked at Nore: "Nore, you were previously offered to me as a human genius, so as a genius yourself, what are your thoughts?"

"What about an unprecedented natural disaster? A natural disaster powerful enough to destroy the world. Isn't it often described in the 'Divine Record'? Earth-shattering events are often accompanied by genius-like figures and almost unbelievable natural phenomena. I think this also reflects the majesty of the Demon King and the Human King."

This person has been controlling lightning for years and his brain has probably been fried. If he creates a natural disaster, it won't just be a fake war, it will become a real war. Although Moh actually does want to start a real war... but for the sake of protecting biodiversity, it's better to give up. Besides, a fake war doesn't cause any casualties, so Doro might be okay. But if it's a real war and many people die—Doro will lose control and go crazy, which won't do him any good.

"The two of you?"

The eldest princess said, "Create some minor skirmishes on the border, then make a big fuss about it, making it seem like a real war is about to break out. Let the media hype it up for two or three months, and then say that the Demon King or the Human King is kind-hearted and ultimately decides to settle the matter in a virtual battlefield—that should be the more appropriate approach, right?"

Hey! Why didn't you inherit the throne?

"..."

The little princess then said, "I think flowers and jewels are also very nice. Beautiful flowers and jewels are wonderful for decorating such a grand event."

Moh sighed: "So, Your Majesty, what is your opinion? What are your thoughts on this?"

The wise king pondered for a moment: "If we must speak of a grand beginning, a war that unfolds naturally, then let us forge a crown!"

"what?"

"The winner will not just be a human king or a demon king, but the king of all races. What do you think? Casting such a crown to proclaim its sacred significance to the world—the throne of the one and only king—should be enough to commemorate such an event."

“You have a point. Perhaps we should do that, but… the One King, the King of all races… heh.”

(End of this chapter)