Reborn Demon Girl Will Not Meet the Uncle Hero

Chapter 211 Liking and Love
Regardless of whether A. Sion was able to obtain blood from Doro.

Moch did not actually reach a deal with A. Sion.

She had to prepare for something else: to travel to the Celestial Realm with Doro, Shady, and Fickel.

She and Doro were of course unaffected. The main problem was that with Shati now powerless, traveling the world with her would be extremely troublesome. They also had to consider how long they would stay in the Celestial Realm this time, and whether the people left in the world would cause trouble.

Now that Doro is the only king, his actual official duties, if taken seriously, require a great deal of energy and can even keep him up all day and night without rest.

Although this kind of exertion didn't seem to be a big deal for Doro, given his immense power, he still delegated much of the work to the Wise King and Duke Reggus—in a sense, the Wise King's plan was successful.

The essence of what she did remained unchanged. However, the world's landscape underwent a tremendous transformation.

Today, whether we acknowledge it or not, humans can undoubtedly be considered the demons of yesteryear—after all, their sole king was Doro. The fate of all races was in Doro's hands.

However, on the other hand, Doro doesn't entirely side with humanity. As the sole king, he plans and develops all races equally. Other details don't affect Doro's rule, since his power is the foundation of his rule.

Bringing Fikl along was Fikl's own wish; she retained many memories of her time with the goddess—her thoughts likely shared many similarities with Doro's. Therefore, Moh and Doro did not refuse this offer.

Shady became the main problem.

“Everything else is fine, but the goddess herself is…” Mohe sighed. “She was extremely wary of me, so the first thing she did after arriving in the Celestial Realm was to set up an automatic defense system to prevent me from sneaking into the Celestial Realm. When we enter the Celestial Realm, we will be attacked by this system. Although the goddess is dead now, her body may still be alive.”

The body is still alive...

Doro thought the description was really bizarre.

"So, the moment we are detected by the automatic defense system, in addition to the attack from the defense system itself, we may also face an attack from the goddess's corpse. This attack will be very powerful. After all, the Church of White is so powerful now. If I were to go up alone, I would really have to make a lot of preparations. However, it is much easier for you, Mr. Doro, but Miss Shady is in a condition that makes it difficult for her to withstand such an impact. So protecting you has become a very troublesome thing."

Charlotte lowered her head, knowing she had no say in the matter.

"I'll figure something out, but Miss Fickel, what level of strength are you currently capable of?"

Fickel blushed slightly.

Moh knew this person's strength was also questionable. Upon resurrection, she chose to abandon her original body—meaning all of Shady and the others' previous efforts were wasted. This so-called female body of A. Godora was actually starting from scratch... Of course, possessing Doro's memories meant her training was very rapid. But that didn't mean she immediately possessed superhuman strength.

"Ah...two of them..."

Moh rubbed his head. "Speaking of which, how's Adeline's research on human alchemy going? If possible, I'd like her to share her results directly—although I could do the same. But I've been too busy lately..."

She glanced at Doro with a hint of reproach: "That gentleman really seems to want to torture me to death."

Doro coughed lightly twice: "Ahem! Well, I'll ask Adeline about her later. You can make some other preparations first. Speaking of which, when was the last time you met the goddess?"

"The last time we met—let me think, it must have been when we banished the ominous and began to create various races in the world, and then due to differences in ideology... ah, about 50,000 years ago."

She wasn't quite sure how long it took: "It really feels like forever!"

50,000 years—

No one present could keep their composure; using ten thousand years as a unit was simply too much. The strangeness of eternal life forms was on full display at this moment.

"Do you think it's possible that, in the past fifty thousand years, the goddess's power has far surpassed yours?" Doro asked. "Moreover, what I'm more concerned about is, if something killed the goddess... could the two of us defeat the other?"

“I know your concerns, Mr. Doro. If the goddess’s power far surpasses mine, then we might not even be able to enter the heavens. And if something killed the goddess—heh.” Moh chuckled twice. “However, would you not investigate because of such concerns?”

Dora shook his head.

"So what's really going on up there is something we'll have to witness for ourselves. If we do perish up there, it might not be a bad thing for the world. What do you think?"

"All I see is endless war."

"But that is precisely where the vitality of life lies."

The two chatted casually for a couple of minutes before ending their discussion.

……

Fickel followed behind Shady.

"What are you following me for?"

"I've been thinking about our relationship and wanted to ask you how you view it."

Fickel said honestly, “From what I remember, you could be my guide, Saintess Shady, or my creator, my mother—but you yourself may not think so. Since we are going to the heavens together, I want to confirm how you see me—let's clarify our relationship so I don’t hold you back.”

Charlotte stamped her foot: "Didn't you already know why we created you?"

"Replacing Mr. Doro is not something I can do. Although I have tried my best, I still cannot meet your expectations in this regard. Now that I have died and been resurrected in this body, I think I should get to know myself again."

Shady turned to look at the so-called female version of A. Godora, a self-deprecating smile on her face: "Re-evaluating yourself... you were right." "Our presumptuous expectations of you—Adriana and Innefert were right, they knew from the beginning that you couldn't replace Doro. Only I, Adeline, sincerely hoped that you could become the real him, but the moment you were born, we knew you would never be him. If I ever had even a fleeting moment of love for you, it vanished the moment you opened your eyes. So, we presumptuously expected, and presumptuously disappointed."

Her spine looked somewhat hunched: "I had the church expel me and remove me from my position as a saint, not because I had chosen the path, decided to devour the goddess, or decided to do this or that... perhaps, but the real reason is that I cannot bear this mission."

“I once thought I had the obligation, the ability, and the responsibility to guide the world forward and the growth of humanity, but I was wrong—I always thought too highly of myself, too great, to the point that I constantly gave my selfish and dark thoughts some noble pretext. A hero who has reached the level of a demon king will surely destroy the world, and if A. Godora is not eliminated, humanity cannot take another step forward... How can someone who does such a thing be called a saint?”

Fickel listened to these words and asked, "So, what brought you to the Celestial Realm this time?"

“If God is truly dead, then I will die there too—I have a favor to ask of you, Fickel. If you think I might be able to be your mother for even a moment, like a child to a mother, bury me in heaven. There, I will eternally repent to Goddess for what I have done. I have betrayed God’s trust.”

The so-called power to devour the goddess is fake.

“You, if Mr. Doro—”

“He knows.”

Shady simply said, "He probably already knew that I had lost the will to fight, that I no longer had the courage to fight him or challenge him. He was just... as kind and benevolent as ever, and intended to grant my wish."

"How tragic!"

"Yes! When the person you've been targeting, the person you've wanted to kill, treats you so gently, you feel so ridiculous, so insignificant, so ugly, so despicable—you don't even have the right to shed a tear."

She turned around and silently walked forward.

Fickel did not follow them.

She knew that this woman had begun to "go out."

She was completely different from the girl in her memory—however, it didn't really have much to do with her. Just like she told Xia Di, she was only trying to avoid any problems on the way to the Heavenly Realm caused by their relationship, so as not to make the trip to the Heavenly Realm go wrong... It was enough to hear these words from Xia Di.

……

Mohe was still making wine; her estate and vineyards were still intact. Of course, her current daily activities were confined to the "One King's Palace." However, she had set up a teleportation array, allowing her to return to her estate in White Creek Town at any time. Initially, she had thought Doro would ask her to retrieve items from the treasury, but Doro seemed uninterested in them… Doro had plenty of time; he could slowly research various things in the years to come—that was an inevitable process.

She felt a sense of peace when she worked in the mansion.

The relationship between Dorro and the other remains unclear. Dorro only says that he is Dorro's property.

Is this really how humans treat people they like?
In Moh's mind, humans are strange creatures sometimes. When facing someone they like, people often lose their rationality—they will unconditionally believe the person they like and unconditionally do what that person says. But Doro is clearly not like that. The way he looked at him in bed was so affectionate, but after he pulled up his pants, his expression became indifferent.

He was always on guard against himself.

Could it be that his affection for me was merely physical attraction?
The girl stood in front of the full-length mirror, looking at her reflection.

Long, jet-black hair, jet-black eyes, and a slender figure. Coupled with a somewhat revealing maid outfit.

Her body had changed, transforming into a more mature form. Her maid outfit was stretched so tight it looked like it might burst into pieces at any moment—but the fabric she used was of good quality, so that wouldn't happen. Her dark pupils turned gold and silver… She personally preferred this look.

But Doro doesn't seem to do anything to this version of himself... even though he used this the first time...

She returned to her previous appearance.

Like it, dislike it...

She didn't really understand this kind of emotion.

Over the long years, she had many loves. When she loved magic, she studied it for nearly a thousand years, pushing it to an unprecedented level—the very things the Elf Queen had tried to steal. She also loved singing, so she created alchemical artifacts like the Heavenly Scale, becoming a bard and wandering the world for centuries, her footprints covering the globe. She also loved…

She had liked many things, and for a time, she had a good relationship with the goddess. She felt that the goddess, as a life form like herself, was her only partner and her only companion in eternal life. But as it turned out, they would only drift further and further apart. The goddess and she had different directions and different perceptions. They grew to the point of mutual loathing and almost never speaking to each other again... even though they did not have the concept of dying.

So, does she like Doro?
She probably had some feelings for him. Ever since he became a hero, she had been paying attention to him. At that time, she only had some expectations. It wasn't until she was defeated that she realized that this was a man she had to remember forever, a man whose name she had to carve on her soul.

Her later interactions with Doro allowed her to understand her better; she had never paid so much attention to an individual other than a goddess.

Does this feeling count as liking someone?

So, are my feelings the same as Doro's feelings, and what Doro calls liking me?

Moher thought that probably wasn't the case.

The way Doro looks at him is definitely different from the way he looks at Doro.

So, is the kind of feeling that Doro has?

Is there any difference between this kind of love and liking?

How long can this kind of love last? Is it more enduring than liking someone?

(End of this chapter)