Reborn Demon Girl Will Not Meet the Uncle Hero

Chapter 243 End

Even after the night's conversation, the commitment continues.

It was truly a very long journey. Gora, Mordor, and Lysdorwi traveled through various races and witnessed all sorts of natural wonders.

Gola realized that in the past, during her journey to defeat the Demon King, she had never really looked at these landscapes. Similarly, they had met many people and witnessed many things.

Sometimes she would intervene, sometimes they would silently observe, and sometimes they would take a detour. In her heart, Gola was never able to find the "answer" she was looking for.

Where exactly should we look for it?

She gradually came to believe Mordor's words: there was no answer, and no one could give her an answer.

However, she learned more about the Demon King.

She didn't hear about the Demon King's actions from others, but rather gained a deeper understanding of this being through her interactions with him. He seemed unaware of everything, capable of solving any problem, and always looking down upon the world from a high vantage point... She began to believe that the Demon King's rule might not be a brutal one.

Their journey has lasted ten years, but the war continues.

Various races and nations occasionally take a truce, but most of the time, they are constantly deploying troops and engaging in fierce battles.

Some famous battles took place, new powerful figures emerged, and peace was occasionally ushered in, but it was often extremely short-lived.

Of course, for Mordor, who had been planning for two hundred years, this journey was only a short one. He still had many places to see and to see the differences from those of a thousand years ago.

But for Gola, the journey had already been long enough.

No one could give her an answer, not even Mordor, so she had to draw her own conclusion.

"To what extent have you recovered your strength?"

Mordor looked at Gora with a puzzled expression: "Why are you asking this question? Is it important to you?"

"Yes."

"My strength... has recovered to about one percent now, and it should be fully recovered in about ten years. It will get faster and faster as time goes on."

He gave his answer, which did not contain any lies; he had little interest in deceiving Gola.

"What if you had your torso?"

"Then, a few months should be enough, right? If my organs can be collected directly, I can regain my strength on the spot."

"Then let's do it!" Gola suddenly uttered these explosive words. Even Lisdowei, standing nearby, was stunned. Wait, is this something I should be hearing?
Of course, this was not unexpected for Mordor.

"So, your final conclusion is that it wasn't even as good as the Demon King's reign... right?"

"Yes."

A trace of sorrow appeared on the girl's face: "Perhaps, this world needs an absolute ruler. This ruler needs to possess sufficient wisdom, sufficient knowledge, and sufficient ability. He should be able to see through people's hearts, he should be able to know everything, and he should be able to change everything—"

Why don't you do it yourself?

"Because I only possess power."

"You can use your power to control me."

"...Then why not let you have this world? People always care more about what they own. The Demon King should be no exception."

Mordor smiled. "It seems you've indeed thought a lot about this, Gora. Do you know what this means?"

"I know."

"Very good. Then, let's get started!"

From that moment on, the bodies of demon kings in various places began to be "stolen".

The world's leaders finally realized something was wrong. They gathered together and held a meeting that hadn't been held in a long time, called the "Gathering of Kings," or the "Gathering of Races to Resist the Demon King."

After all, the last time this meeting was held, the decision to rebel against the Demon King was made.

"The Demon King's body is being stolen—the Demon King has been resurrected."

The wise King Boguko was the first to state his opinion: "Either someone wants to become the Demon King. For the world, this would undoubtedly be a catastrophe."

“We were able to defeat the Demon King back then, and we can defeat him now. The hero is far stronger than the Demon King,” Xia Di said directly. “There’s no need to worry too much about the Demon King’s situation.”

"Then, Saintess Shady, do you know the whereabouts of the hero?"

Xia Di shook her head: "I don't know. Maybe she found a place to hide. The last thing I heard was that she embarked on a journey and is probably enjoying her life somewhere in the world now. In any case, as long as the Demon King returns, she will definitely return too. She will protect this world."

Even though she had many conflicts with Gola in the past due to issues such as ideals, positions, and beliefs, Shati believed that Gola would protect the world. That's just the kind of person she is; she hides away when she's sad, but she will stand up when people need her.

She couldn't say whether she or Gola was right, but she knew that Gola was disappointed in her and in everyone else, which was why she left to travel, and they all tacitly refrained from looking for her.

Now, it seems the Demon King is about to return—

Thinking about this, she even felt a little excited. Did this mean that they would fight together again? Just like decades ago, as always?

"That's what I think too. So, regarding the border issue of the Central Empire of Humanity, I have two things to say during this meeting..." The Elf Queen looked at Boguko with an unfriendly expression. As long as the Heroine Gola was there, there was no doubt that the Demon King posed no threat at all. This was because the people who participated in the war against the Demon King were much stronger than before. If the Demon King were truly intelligent enough, he would not have resurrected at this time; at least he would have waited until their generation had all died.

"Queen Elf, I don't understand what you're saying. What has the Central Empire of Humanity done on the border? Rather, I want to ask, what is the Elven race doing? Our people are peacefully farming on the border, yet they are attacked by you. The peace treaty we signed two years ago is like a piece of waste paper. Are the Elves such an untrustworthy race?"

What was supposed to be a serious discussion about the Demon King's resurrection suddenly turned into a chaotic marketplace where the "kings" were arguing.

"How interesting."

Suddenly, a voice rang in the ears of the kings, a voice they would never forget.

All eyes turned to that direction.

With two horns on his head, golden and silver pupils, jet-black hair, a powerful body, eternity, curse, forward movement, stagnation, magic, alchemy, soul... numerous powers were superimposed on his body, and he landed lightly among the kings, looking down at them with a condescending and disdainful gaze.

"Aren't you underestimating me a bit?"

Demon King!

In that instant, everyone knew clearly that the Demon King had been completely resurrected. During the time they were holding their meeting, the Demon King had already obtained all his organs and returned to his most powerful state.

However, the people were not too afraid, because those present were also among the world's top beings, the most powerful, and the ones who held the reins of the world!

"Demon King! How dare you show your face again! Have you already forgotten that the Hero Gora chopped off your head? Do you want to repeat that mistake?!"

Shady immediately reprimanded Mordor.

"So what? You're going to send Gola to kill me?"

Mordor smiled. "I'll give you some time. Why don't you try calling your hero?" His smile was quite amusing, which made Xia Di's heart skip a beat. Could something have happened to Gola? No, she was stronger than anyone else. In the final battle, she had surpassed the Demon King. No one in this world could defeat her, not even the Demon King.

But now, Mordor's smile terrified her.

"Divine light is with me!"

She launched an attack on Mordor.

Mordor waved his hand dismissively, and all his power vanished in that instant.

"This is!"

Adriana knew exactly what this was. Her magic, which drained all the magic within its area, originated from the Demon King. She had encountered this technique during her battle with the Demon King, which was why she had created the Rubik's Cube. However, the Demon King's technique was far more powerful. She wasn't just interested in magic, but also in divine power, curses, and everything in this world…

Nothing can be considered extraordinary in the presence of the Demon King.

“I told you, you can call your hero. Saintess Shady, it’s foolish of you to attack me. I think you know better than anyone that the only way to defeat me is to call your hero.”

As he spoke, he released the suppression of his power.

Shady's unease grew stronger, but she still used her divine power, summoning the hero through the goddess's influence.

The hero is the goddess's messenger.

Gora must be able to feel her call.

However, nothing happened.

After she activated her power, nothing happened.

She received no response from Gola.

"Haha~ Hahaha~ Hahahaha!!"

The Demon King burst into laughter, his voice filled with mockery and derision: "When do you think your hero will arrive here?"

"I……"

"I'm telling you, she'll be here in three seconds."

"what?"

Mordor clapped his hands.

A girl fell from the sky.

The girl was none other than Gola.

however……

Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were seeing.

That pure and innocent girl, the absolutely righteous heroine, now had jet-black hair, and the same two horns as the Demon King on her head. Her skin had also turned jet-black, and her body was covered with mysterious patterns. She was wearing extremely revealing clothes that were different from her previous conservative attire, and she directly hugged the Demon King.

"I have come at your summons, my Demon King. Your faithful servant, Gola, has come before you."

Nothing could be more terrifying than the scene before my eyes.

The Demon King smiled, stroking Gora's head: "Is this the hero you've been waiting for, who has become my slave, my servant? Admittedly, she is indeed stronger than me, but unfortunately, controlling her won't be a difficult task..."

"Gora! Wake up!" Shady called out Gora's name. "That's the Demon King!"

Gora embraced the Demon King, her gaze sweeping over Shady. The smile on her face could only be described as wanton: "Ah~ Shady, it's been so long. Are you still a saintess? What a foolish thing to do. Why not entrust yourself to the great Demon King like I have? The Demon King is so great, his knowledge is so vast. He is a born king. As a woman, being dominated by the Demon King is the highest honor. We are born to be the Demon King's slaves."

What exactly are they talking about?
What on earth is she talking about?
Mordor's smile grew even wider.

"You may not understand. Let me tell you—after you killed me, you started a war, causing this heroine pain and confusion. So she came to me seeking answers... Look, this is the answer she received. How happy and honored she is at this moment!"

"Demon King!!!!"

In that instant, all the former members of the Demon King's squad launched an attack on the Demon King. They could not tolerate their former hero becoming like this, nor could they tolerate the Demon King's insults to her and to them.

Mordor did nothing.

In that instant, all the girls were sent flying, smashing the castle where the meeting was taking place to pieces.

Gora returned to Mordor's side and hugged him again, as if she wanted to stick her whole body to him: "My Lord, please allow me to teach these ignorant bitches a lesson. I promise I will turn them into obedient little dogs."

"give it to you."

Mordoch simply issued this order.

This day marks the day the world returns to the rule of the Demon King, a day even darker than the previous one.

Because the only hero who could fight the Demon King also became the Demon King's lackey.

Mordor returned to his former palace and once again sat on the throne of the Demon King.

The place was empty, with only Gola in his arms.

Gola's appearance began to change, and she returned to her original form.

"Do you think this is a good idea, Gora? You could have simply stayed out of it."

Gola nestled in the Demon King's arms: "Don't you think this is a good thing? I don't need to give them any hope. If some people think 'the hero is still here,' it's not good for your rule. This outcome is good; the former hero has been manipulated and corrupted by the Demon King—I've seen this kind of thing in some works. I think it's a good story."

"...Fine, whatever you want."

Modoch didn't seem too concerned: "What are you planning to do next?"

Gora simply looked at Mordor: "Aren't you going to follow the script?"

"what?"

"The hero was corrupted by the demon king or something."

"...You've read too many bad books, haven't you? I do have mind control magic, but it won't work on you. You should know that, right?"

Gola nodded: "I see. In other words, the only way to get me into that state is through the most primitive method? I'm ready."

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(End of this chapter)