Reborn Demon Girl Will Not Meet the Uncle Hero

Chapter 45: Sword Master and Brave Man

It was not surprising that A. Sion finally made her request. From the moment this woman first arrived, everyone in the mansion had anticipated what she might do. They all thought she would do it right then, but it turned out that she had lived in the mansion for nearly a week before she finally couldn't hold back.

"Sin?"

When Dora heard this word, he felt like laughing. From a human perspective, he was certainly guilty. Aiding the Demon King's resurrection and attacking Saint Shadi were certainly Dora's sins. As for the previous ones, whether they were sins or not... everyone should know.

Hearing Dora's question, Xiong looked a little uneasy: "I mean, they will give it to you for my sake..."

"For your sake, can I help the Demon King resurrect and attack Saint Shadi and just let it go?"

The unexpected words that came out of Dora's mouth were words that A. Cion had never imagined: "You, what do you mean by this?"

"I have done something that is considered a 'sin' for humans. This is an indisputable fact, regardless of my original intentions, regardless of whether I was the first to be betrayed by humans. If there truly is such a thing as sin in this world, then my sins are unforgivable. In this case—do you say I can atone for my sins? Will my sins be erased for your sake? Can what I have done be forgotten?"

What was he trying to say? Wasn't this what he'd been waiting for? Didn't he want his old life back?

Doesn't he want to embrace that kind of glory and splendor anymore?

A. Sion didn't understand. She thought she understood Doro very well, but now it seemed that this person was so strange. Had he changed so much in the past ten years?
"Sins can never be atoned for. What's done has already happened. Even the devil, even the gods, cannot go back and reverse what happened. History is a fait accompli." Dora's gaze was as heavy as a block of cold lead, pressing down on A. Sion's heart. "If humans can forgive my sins for your sake, can they also forgive me for the sake of others? Just like what happened before."

A. Sion's heart trembled: "No - Godora, that's not what I meant..."

"That's what you mean, Sword Saint A.Xion."

Duo Luo's eyes were deep. "You act like a sword fanatic, as if you don't want to know or understand anything besides the sword. But you know better than anyone—because of this, because you have no desire for power, you have achieved what is arguably the most transcendent position in the human empire. As long as it's for the sword... humans will forgive you anything. As long as there's a reason related to the sword... then everything the Sword Saint does has some kind of support."

His gaze was like a saw that was not very sharp but had many teeth, cutting open A. Sion's heart bit by bit and peeking into her inner secrets.

"Do you think sin is important to you? That's what's important to me. I'm the one who's tormented by this word, so you shamelessly bring it up in front of me. I'm definitely going to be touched by it."

He chuckled self-deprecatingly. "You're right. I really can't remain indifferent to this word. My ideal behavior would be to ignore you—but the fact that I'm telling you all this right now is proof that I can't remain calm. Sword Saint A. Sion, you succeeded. You're as sharp as ever. You make me very angry."

She didn't mean that!
A. Sion wanted to argue loudly, to express his feelings to Dora...

But, did she really not?
Does she really not understand anything? Is there really only a sword in her heart?
If there really was only the sword in her heart, she would not have told Dora that "a real swordsman should be like me, wearing revealing clothes, and any form of protective gear is disrespectful to the sword", while personally putting on the brave armor for him and blessing him to defeat the demon king.

She would not reclaim Duo Luo's name when he was depressed and try to get him to rejoin her sect.

She would not kill the traitor, Frodonic, who tried to attack Doro.

She would never come here, stay here, here... at this moment, and invite Duo Luo.

She knows everything.

It was precisely because she knew everything that she greedily wanted to get him.

Memories were flowing in the Sword Master's mind.

After first meeting the man named Godora, the future Saint Shadi timidly followed the young man. He was confident and flamboyant, holding the sword of the brave, a weapon no one else could possess, and gazing at her with searching eyes: "Are you the Sword Saint A. Sion, the one who will be my teacher?"

To put it nicely, it means being full of vigor and vitality; to put it bluntly, it means being unruly.

When they first met, the Sword Master was certain that this boy would surpass him.

Because the sword is shaking.

"You are worthy to be my disciple, Godora."

Under Shatti's incredulous gaze, the Sword Saint A. Sion embraced the young man named Godora and formally accepted him as his disciple.

In fact, A. Sion used to dress very modestly.

Later, she began wearing revealing clothing—people believed that was A. Sion's style, and that she had only revealed it now that she had accepted a disciple. She had always been a person who practiced what she preached… Naturally, some people argued for the great swordsman, and no one questioned his devotion to the sword.

However, only A. Cion himself knew.

She was enjoying the gaze.

The first lesson she taught Godora was that no matter how scared he was, he had to stare at the opponent. He had to take in every move the opponent made, and focus on him—only then could he hope to defeat him.

This was, of course, a serious lesson, but as she was watched by Godora as her "rival," she began to feel a different kind of emotion, and her clothing became increasingly revealing.

When Godora asked about this, she told Godora with a serious excuse.

"So, teacher, you've been wearing less and less clothes lately. Is that because your swordsmanship has improved?" "Of course."

"I also want to reach your level, Teacher."

At that time, A. Sion looked away guiltily. She naturally lied to the boy.

However, the boy made rapid progress. When he took on the mission to defeat the Demon King, they fought a battle - and A-Sion lost.

She felt it was incredible that this young man had surpassed her in such a short time... However, when she thought about his mission to defeat the Demon King, she felt that all this was natural. After all, she could never be a match for the Demon King, and she might even die if they met.

Anyone who wants to defeat the Demon King must reach this level.

She was lost and happy.

When he gave him the name of Ah, and when he became Ah Godora, Xion thought to himself - I am no longer his teacher. In this way, perhaps...

There are many girls around him.

They were young and beautiful, confident and outspoken, unlike an older woman like herself. She was much older than A. Godola - although because of some things in the past, she was able to maintain her youth for a long time, but compared to those girls... she had no confidence.

So she could only watch silently.

They successfully defeated the Demon King—everyone was saying that the Hero and Saint Shadi were a match made in heaven. Some also said that he and the team's magician, known as the "Sage," were also a perfect match, a pair of happy enemies. Still others said...

There were all kinds of opinions, and Xiong just listened.

Until—everything began to turn around.

She had accepted the boy who was rescued by A. Godora earlier, the boy who admired A. Godora's back as her new disciple, and the two of them always talked about A. Godora.

She knew better than anyone what kind of person A. Godola was.

Therefore, those slanderous, destructive, and disappointing things that happened to A. Godola actually made A. Sion secretly happy.

Those girls will lose him.

However, what made her dissatisfied was that Frodonic, the disciple who admired A. Godora so much, actually participated in such a grand betrayal. He lost his essence in the pursuit of A. Godora. He thought that his admiration for that person was his admiration for a hero, and foolishly thought that as long as he became a hero himself, he could become the same person as A. Godora.

Xion didn't care.

She knew that Frodnik would live in agony in the future.

She then found A. Godola, who had just hidden away to get drunk.

Restraining her inner excitement, she said to him at that moment: "A. Godola, your sword has lost its edge. I will take back the name of A that I gave you."

She saw Godola's hand holding the wine glass stiffen for a moment: "Are you going to clean up the house?"

"You can become my disciple again. I will teach you again and make you a qualified swordsman. If not a hero, then you can become the next generation of swordsman."

She truly expressed her will.

But he only met Godora's cold and turbid gaze.

From those eyes, A. Sion saw something called "distrust".

She had never seen such a look in this man before.

"Go away, A. Cion."

He no longer called her teacher, he gave her back her name Ah.

A. Sion felt more confused and overwhelmed than ever before, and she felt deeply frightened.

"Don't push me anymore."

The Sword Saint A. Sion fled from his former disciple.

She failed to see Godora's self-deprecating and bitter smile.

In the end, she was just talking.

(End of this chapter)