Reborn Demon Girl Will Not Meet the Uncle Hero

Chapter 208 Seed of the Wizard
Moh had many things to do. For example, now she needed to fulfill her promise to Innefeld—she knew that Doro hadn't done anything to this woman because he wasn't as assertive with Innefeld as he was with others. He genuinely felt that he hadn't kept his promise in the past.

He had made a promise with In Nefertari to let the cursed ones stand in the sunlight, but he failed to keep that promise.

Of course, Doro could argue that he was betrayed before he even started doing it, so he couldn't possibly do it... This excuse might convince many people, but it wouldn't convince Doro himself.

After all, Moh directly asked Fickel about this issue.

Fickel said directly, "As you said, if it were me, I would still fulfill this promise. Even if I have been betrayed, if I still have the power, I should do this. As for the hatred of being betrayed, it should not be contradictory to this matter. I can kill In Nefertari to avenge myself and then fulfill my promise to her, or I can fulfill my promise to her and then end her life with my own hands."

Moh believed that during Doro's period of despair, he must have thought about this question. However, in the end, he did nothing. Of course, at that time, Doro harbored expectations of girls, so he told himself—he had to feign despair to guard against a being potentially more powerful than the Demon King lurking in the shadows.

However, he knew in his heart that this was impossible.

So, ultimately, Doro knew from the beginning what the "correct" course of action was, but he chose to run away. From this perspective, Doro doesn't seem to be as deserving of the title of hero as Fikel. Of course, what exactly constitutes a "hero"... that's also a question.

Therefore, it is reasonable for Doro to feel sorry for Ein Nefertari, and thus, it is also reasonable for him to ask Moh to fulfill his promise regarding the final song.

Fickel followed beside Moh, both dressed in maid outfits. One tall and one petite... a striking contrast.

"Speaking of which, Fickel, how have you been lately? Have you found your path yet?"

"I don't have any clear clues, but I'm gradually realizing that Mr. Doro and I are indeed not the same person. Although we may share the same memories, what I see and what I witness are completely different from what Mr. Doro witnessed. With every passing second, I am becoming different from Mr. Doro. Every second, I am a new me, and Mr. Doro is also a new Mr. Doro. Now I am looking forward to the future. I am looking forward to what I will become under such differences."

Mohe stared at the other person with some curiosity: "Hey~ you're really not bad. Among all the people I've met, your personality is quite good. I really miss Mr. Doro back then. It's a pity that the current Mr. Doro is ruthless and brutal. He did some very bad things to me."

"But Mr. Doro said that you taught him all of this?"

“I did tell him things like how the strong have the freedom to be willful—that was indeed an exercise of his power, but it’s also true that he became violent. So it’s true that humans are such a strange creature—children are noisy and boisterous, teenagers are polite, and older men become greasy and rude… Mr. Doro is the same!”

Although she was complaining, Fickel couldn't help but laugh: "You seem to be enjoying yourself, don't you?"

"I'm enjoying it? Don't you have some misunderstanding about what 'enjoying it' means? I call it finding joy in hardship. It's already come to this, I've already lost to Mr. Doro, so what can I do? I can only make myself happy like this, otherwise my mental state will be in trouble, right?"

"Speaking of which, you mentioned modifying the curse master from the source of the curse. What exactly do you plan to do?"

In Fickel's memory, she knew about the promises made by A. Godora and Ein Nefeld at that time.

She was actually quite concerned about this matter: "Ultimately, can making changes at the source really affect the entire system?"

“Generally speaking, it won’t work,” Moh said bluntly. “After all, it’s like swordsmanship, something that everyone has to work hard to master—although there are some beings like you who are born with it, the actual feeling of wielding a sword is actually a bit different from what you remember, right?”

Fickel nodded: "Especially after becoming a girl, I feel like I have to completely relearn my swordsmanship. There are too many things that don't suit me."

“It’s like this,” Moh said casually. “Like Adriana’s principle of banning magic is to draw away all the magic power from space—but it doesn’t make magic itself disappear. That’s the principle that constructs the world, an eternal existence. Things like curses are the same. Normally, you understand, master, and then use them. Modifying them at the source is meaningless. The magic and curses that different people use depend on their own understanding and application of them. What’s the point of me modifying them at the source?”

Fickel thought so too.

"However, the power of curses is somewhat special, and quite coincidentally, those who first received the curse went down the wrong path. Their power so far has come from the root, rather than from their own understanding of the curse, or rather, all their understanding... is not a glimpse into the essence. To put it bluntly, they can't do things like a magician constructing a magic circle or an alchemist decomposing and recombining... The entire group of curse masters knows what it is but not why it is."

Mohe sighed, "They believe this power originates from me, so it's because of my existence. Therefore, when they look at the curse, they're looking at a dark veil. So, if you ask me, Mr. Doro doesn't really need to feel guilty towards the curse masters. After all, they promised to defeat me... haha, saying they wanted to stand in the sunlight, but there are many ways, aren't there? Having enough power is the same. If I, at the root of the curse, were to die, like the original magic, the original alchemy... they think that's how the curse will flourish."

There was a hint of contempt in her eyes: "These guys observe phenomena, summarize patterns, and control the power of curses in a very cruel, almost self-destructive way—they actually know quite well that if they could understand the essence of curses like magic and alchemy, then the current curse masters would be many times stronger. At that time, the Curse Masters Alliance would be the largest force in the world, and they would be the strongest... The strongest can certainly stand in the sunlight."

Moch said something that Fickel had never thought of.

Fickel fell silent for a moment. In her memory, A. Godora and Innefid had a very dramatic, funny, yet touching encounter. In the end, A. Godora reached out to Innefid and said, "Become my partner!"

Yin Nefeld grasped that hand and joined the hero's party.

But judging from Moher's words, that doesn't seem to be the case.

But the memories I saw should also be Yin Nefid's own feelings. Isn't Yin Nefid the true leader of the Cursed Ones?

No, it shouldn't be like this...

"Don't worry about all that. In short, the curse masters' understanding of curses has been wrong from the beginning. Their power comes from my curses that will continue to grow and evolve. So, by modifying this power at its source, I will make them my 'believers'. Hmm... but I'm not a goddess, so I won't say that you can only gain power by believing in me."

She seemed to have remembered something interesting: "Let's go, let's go see Miss End of the Song again, the most powerful curse master in the world besides me."

She was dressed in a flowing maid outfit when she pushed open the door. Yin Neffid stood by the window, her deep purple dress giving her an air of mystery and elegance.

"Are you ready, Miss End of the Song, to welcome the new life of the Cursed Master?"

Yin Nefert turned to the side.

"Ara? You look so lost in thought—isn't this your wish? If you want the curse master to continue in this state, I don't really care. After all, I'm too lazy for magic, and modifying one's own power is not a good thing. My curse has already solidified into a symbol."

Moher saw the look in Yin Nefertari's eyes.

“Previously, in the Void Realm, I planned to kill Xia Di.”

She suddenly said those words.

"There's nothing strange about that, is there? Divine magic and curses are supposed to counteract each other. You've probably disliked her for years, right? Given this opportunity, it's only natural that evil thoughts would arise. What's so surprising about that? Besides, now that Shadi has lost her divine power, you could easily kill her. It would be surprising if you didn't. Even the Wise King had his head smashed by Nore."

Yin Nefeld shook her head: "I talked to her a lot. I used to think we could never communicate like before, but that time, it was like we went back to the past, back to when we were still in the Hero Squad."

"So, what are you trying to say? Are you saying you've recalled past friendships? And thus realized your current mistakes? Or are you deeply moved, and thus gained some different insights?" Mohe spread his hands. "That has nothing to do with what we're doing now, does it? Aren't you fighting for the curse master? Now we're talking about curses."

Moher had no interest in communicating with Yin Nefeld.

This person isn't surprising—unlike Shady or Adeline. Besides, this isn't something I should be worrying about right now. It should be Doro who's holding those expectations. Just figuring out how to defeat Doro would take me a very long time—perhaps an eternity?
Moher didn't know.

Therefore, she had absolutely no interest in Innefert.

She didn't have the time to argue with this person.

"You've altered the power at the source of the curse. Could our relationship become that of a goddess and her devotee?"

"You're dreaming—do you think I'd respond to a believer's call like a goddess would?" Moh chuckled contemptuously. "Don't even think about it. The goddess only gave birth to the Church of the White to guide humanity. I have absolutely no interest in such things, nor do I have any intention of guiding curse masters... or rather, wizards. Anyway, I've already lost to Mr. Doro, and the Cursed Masters Alliance has lost its value to me. To be honest, I'd rather just let you fend for yourselves."

"Then you plan to..."

Moher reached out and, in that instant, grabbed Innefert's head.

It was as if the laws of physics were being defied; despite being much shorter, Moher was holding Innefert's head, yet she didn't fly away, and Innefert didn't kneel down—

"Just like the elves, all I need to do is make you curse masters a race of wizards. That way..."

A kind of mark began to spread from Moh's palm along Yin Nefeld's body. The dark, flamboyant curse became menacing, but in the end, it still entered Yin Nefeld's body, where a seed was born deep within her flesh and soul.

"This is the seed of a wizard."

In Moh's other hand, a phantom tree was gradually taking shape: "This is the Wizard Tree. In the future, enjoy! The way your wizard race will increase is not like that of the elves. Instead, people of any race will need to plant the Wizard Seed through the Wizard Tree to become wizards and wield the power of wizards."

She originally wanted to discuss the specific methods of dealing with wizards with Innefeld, but seeing Innefeld's state, Moh wasn't in the mood to talk to her about it. This was originally a task given to her by Doro, and her submission to Doro didn't mean that someone like Innefeld could put on a melancholy act in front of her.

She was just completing this task.

“I have modified the source of the curse master’s power. From now on, curses will not be limited to the power of curses. You can also use your current... witchcraft to activate the wizard’s seed within yourselves. That thing is something that coexists with you wizards. For existing curse masters, it will gradually change the nature of the curse power within them. For future wizards, the curse seed will guide their progress.”

The Demon King at his peak possessed such great power.

With a casual gesture, he changed the "ironclad rule" that had been in place for so many years for the group of curse masters.

This didn't even seem like a difficult task for her.

She let go of her hand.

Yin Nefert collapsed helplessly to the ground.

The illusory tree beside Moher's other hand solidified into reality at this moment, yet was enveloped by some kind of light.

"Find a place for it to grow yourself. The more powerful you wizards are, the more powerful this tree will become."

(End of this chapter)