Chapter 234 Back to the Ground
It took Moher and Doro a total of five years to cleanse the world of misfortune.

This was actually quite short; it took Moh and Julia about a hundred times longer to finally defeat and eliminate the ominous force.

So, in reality, this ominous sign was nurtured by Mohe in his spare time, from the last remnant he left behind, until it developed into its current form.

"However, if we completely destroy this thing, some other things might be born. When Yulia knew that I left this thing behind, she didn't say anything, which means that she also had this idea: to use this thing to absorb the curses and resentments of living beings, and then clean it up periodically to maintain the stability of the world. Miss Adriana should understand this concept very well."

Moh explained this to Doro: although the ominous one is not powerful overall, it is very special in nature and has an extremely tenacious vitality. It cannot be "killed" but can only be "erased".

"I thought you were going to turn Him into a seed of misfortune."

"There's no need for that, my dear Mr. Doro. The Seed of Blessing and the Seed of Curse are enough. As for the future, what will be born in this world... I think it will be the inertia that can kill us both?"

Moh smiled and said, "It's like how a blessing killed Yulia, misfortune killed the World Tree, and you killed me. When you punch the ground, the ground responds with a corresponding force. From this perspective, Adriana is right. Our weight brings another kind of balance, and that's exactly what kills us. And our struggle will be like the end of the world for other life forms."

Doro calmly looked at Moh. Now, he wasn't intimidated by Moh's words. If he had first met Moh, this situation might have troubled him. He might even have considered whether ending his own life would be better to avoid such a thing. But now, he didn't have such thoughts.

“If that’s the case, I’d be more than happy to see it.” Doro stared at Moh. “To have such an opponent, even being killed would be worthwhile, wouldn’t it, Miss Moh?”

Moher had felt the same way back then, though she probably hadn't expected to lose. Doro, however, knew that she had also felt pleasure during that battle. For beings like them, achieving "satisfaction" is extremely difficult. Therefore, they wouldn't resist.

"Given my own experience, you still have such expectations? You really are... Is it because the human race never learns from its mistakes?" Mohe said with some helplessness. "But—well, that's true. After all, by the time such a being appears, the people you know, the people you love, will probably all be dead, right?"

Even if Lisdowei possessed a false eternal life form, she would likely reach her end. Mohe knew this.

Because the other party's spirit is insufficient to bear the weight of eternity.

Time will crush Lisiduowei.

But she didn't intend to tell Doro that she didn't need to.

“Let’s go back and take a look, but let’s not let anyone find out,” Doro suddenly said.

Moh blinked. "Are you planning to interfere in the children's struggle?"

No, I don't intend to interfere.

“So what’s the difference between watching from here and going back? You can express your thoughts.” Moh wasn’t surprised by this. In the end, it was impossible for Doro to completely stand idly by. He might want to stop the struggle at its most intense moment, or he might want to set some rules. In any case, Doro probably didn’t intend to continue watching his children “fight” from outside this world. Although, in Moh’s opinion, this struggle wasn’t intense enough.

Dorro's children are still restraining themselves and are not resorting to any means to fight.

A struggle that's like playing house.

Mohe truly believed this. She felt a slight contempt for the Wise King. This woman had changed since becoming a mother; the former Wise King had ruthlessly exterminated her race and betrayed her allies—a truly despicable act.

Now that things have come to this, she says she wants to be a good mother and only wants her child to be happy... Isn't that a bit too shameless?
That said, this had nothing to do with Moher. She only cared about Bref and Luluan, and who among them could reach that imagined realm through the Seed of Blessing and the Seed of Curse—Moher didn't care about anything else. In fact… she didn't care whether the two of them could even reach that realm.

After all, Mr. Doro was right beside him.

She did not feel lonely.

The struggle with Mr. Doro could last for many years. They could fight and accompany each other like she and Julia had in the past. This was a relatively comfortable state for Moher, just like when she was first born. It was a very interesting thing, and she could endure such loneliness.

The only wish for the two children is that Doro can be happier. After all, Doro is human, and humans are highly social beings. They care a lot about the people around them and how others perceive them.

This is her way of showing concern for Doro.

Are you going back?

Doro just kept asking.

Moh lifted her skirt and bowed respectfully: "Of course, my dear One King, your loyal maid will follow in your footsteps and obey your instructions at all times."

And so, Moher and Doro returned to the ground together.

……

"Regarding the issue of the Dark Elves' resettlement, I remember it was resolved at a meeting three years ago." Luluan frowned as she looked at the documents in her hand. "Why are there still related reports being sent up now? If I remember correctly, the Dark Elves returned to the world under the guidance of my father."

An official respectfully said to her, "Your Highness Luluan, the root of this matter is that the Dark Elves have changed. It is suspected that the ominous force from beyond the world has been cleared away by His Majesty the One King. As a result, the bodies of the Dark Elves, which were corrupted by that power, have also begun to change. They say that they are no different from the forest elves of the past, and therefore request to return to the ranks of the forest elves."

"Father has completely cleansed the ominous spirits? We investigated before, and the dark elves were indeed corrupted by the ominous spirits, which is why they became like that. Now that things have come to this, there shouldn't be any problem with them returning to the forest elf tribe, right?"

"That's the problem, Your Highness. The forest elves don't want these people to return... They are all great elemental masters."

Luluan understood: "Are the current leaders of the elven race afraid of being overthrown? After all, the elves who left back then were the ones the former Elven Queen believed could ensure the continuation of the elven race. They also had the saplings of the Elven Mother Tree. From the perspective of orthodox law, it would be more accurate to say that these elves are the foundation of the elven race—the others were the group abandoned by the former Elven Queen."

Of course she knew what had happened. From the day her father left, she knew she had to grow up, learn more, and do more.

"What did the Nature Ranger say?" "She requests to see Lady Lisdowei."

The crown currently held by Dorona belongs to Lisdowei. However, she doesn't make many decisions herself. She only activates the crown's power when everyone has made a decision and needs her to use its power. Most of the time, she is like an ornament—but no one can underestimate her will.

"To see my mother... she certainly deserves it. I will talk to her and accompany her to see her."

"Yes."

As Luluan left, the figures of Doro and Moh appeared. Moh looked in the direction Luluan had gone and said to Doro, "She is more knowledgeable about politics than you are, Mr. Doro. But that may not be a compliment to you."

“She grew up in the palace of the only king. The education she received from a young age, as well as the things she sees from her own perspective, are bound to be different from mine. She will be more cold-blooded when making decisions—but that’s already quite good. I don’t intend to be harsh on her. After all, she did disaster relief first and then did other things, which shows that she has already considered the situation of others. I can’t be calm about things, so I can’t be harsh on my own child.”

Although it was a meeting between the Nature Ranger and Lisdowe, Luluan and Bref were also present.

These two are naturally the two major powers today. The Elf race is one of the great races, and their internal problems could very well affect the overall situation.

"Long time no see, Lady Lisdowei." The Nature Ranger greeted Lisdowei. "The same goes for Your Highnesses. How have you been lately?"

Thank you for your concern.

"is acceptable."

The two answered separately.

The Nature Ranger nodded, then looked at Lisdowei: "Miss Lisdowei, I presume Princess Luluan has already informed you of my purpose—the Dark Elf lineage wishes to merge with us. Personally, I would never object to anything beneficial to the Elf race, but—this group does indeed have significant problems. Back then, His Majesty Doro attacked the Elf race, killing the Elf Queen and destroying the ancestral lands. This lineage went beyond the world with the aim of finding the Goddess to punish His Majesty Doro. Although they claimed to have returned to the world at His Majesty Doro's invitation, but…"

“Are you worried about Doro’s intentions? I don’t think you need to worry too much about that. Doro isn’t the kind of person who is petty.” Lisdo said casually, “However, I also know your concerns. Their return will undoubtedly bring instability to your elven race. Great elemental masters are powerful forces no matter where they are. With so many of them suddenly appearing, they are not just talking puppets.”

“That’s right, Miss Lisdowe. It’s not that I’m greedy for the position of Elf Queen and unwilling to leave, but that I need to be responsible for the Elven race. When they left, we were essentially abandoned and had to do everything we could to survive, whether it was seeking help from Moh or ultimately relying on His Majesty Doro… Now, they’ve returned with the sapling of the Elven Mother Tree, claiming that they are the rightful rulers and that the true Elven Queen should let that sapling make the choice. This is truly…”

As the Nature Ranger spoke, he sighed, "It's unacceptable! Although we know that from the Elven perspective, they might be right."

Lisdo looked at fifteen-year-old Luluan and fourteen-year-old Brave.

What do you two think?

Luluan thought for a moment: "Since we're going to find the goddess, why not let Shati be in charge of this line of elves? Since they were dark elves, they can become light elves too. Shati is barely in the same realm as her father. Having these elves by her side wouldn't be an insult to them. Besides, Shati should also be able to change the nature of that sapling of the elven mother tree, allowing it to grow stronger."

Her answer was a bit funny.

After all, Shati had no reason to agree, and the dark elves certainly didn't want to do it either. After all, is letting Shati govern... the same as ruling an entire race?

Lisdo nodded slightly: "So, what about Brave? What does Brave think?"

"I believe this is an internal struggle within the Elven race," Bref said casually. "It can be resolved using the Elven methods. As long as it doesn't affect other races, any form of conflict is permissible. We don't restrict internal racial conflicts." Bref looked at the Nature Ranger. "If the Elven race insists on our intervention, I will ask Miss Nore to make a trip and stay with the Elven race to prevent some disputes. What do you say?"

To be frank, neither of these two answers satisfied the wanderer.

Luluan's plan would be very difficult to implement—as for Bref's plan, it would be better to just say, "We want to station troops within your elven territory."

Of course, with that crown present, the process doesn't actually matter much. After all, if one wanted to annihilate a race, that crown would be incredibly useful. It's the culmination of the Demon King's accumulated wisdom, an alchemical tool superior to everything else.

"Lady Lisdowei, how should this matter be handled?"

“Even if you were to ask me…” Lisiduo smiled bitterly, “it’s not my place to make that decision now, is it, my husband?”

"what?"

Doro's figure appeared beside Lisdowei.

Behind him, Moh stood respectfully to one side.

"Father!"

"father!"

Luluan and Bref shouted at the same time, "You're back?"

Doro nodded: "Yes, I'm back. I've come to see how you've all grown."

He looked at the Nature Ranger: "I'll have Moh make a trip to remake the Elf Mother Tree sapling, and then you can choose your own queen according to the will of the new Elf Mother Tree, is that alright?"

"Of course, this is your will."

(End of this chapter)

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