Reborn Demon Girl Will Not Meet the Uncle Hero

Chapter 48 For the Sword

Why did you run away at that time?

Sword Saint A. Sion had considered this question countless times. If he calmed down and thought about it, he would know what Godora needed at that time.

But at that time, what kind of feelings emerged from my heart?

It's fear.

It wasn't the fear for A. Godola himself, but the fear for himself.

At that moment, she subconsciously thought to herself, the emotions surging in her heart saying, "Who do you like, the brave man, or the decadent, drunken man in front of you?"

Is it the one with superb swordsmanship that is powerful enough to defeat her own powerful life, or is it this man who is cursed, his tendons cut, and his heart dead?
A.Xion had to admit that she had never seen this man so dejected. He used to be so youthful and flamboyant.

She thought about it, pondered it, and then came here, and finally realized how superficial she was. Yes, superficial.

In the end, whether it was Godora or Dora... probably it wasn't that important. What was important was the person in front of him. This person...

Dora dropped his sword.

He assumed a fighting stance.

His hands were raised high like a wild beast, as if he was holding up the entire sky, and it seemed that in the next moment he was going to lift the sky and smash it to the ground.

"This is!"

Since meeting this man, Mo He let out an uncontrollable scream for the first time. She knew better than anyone what Dora was doing at that moment.

That's Moh's move.

It was a fighting technique belonging to the Demon King, a move used in her final battle with Dora. At that time, she had collided her fist with Dora's sword to show him the power of the Demon King - and at this moment, he was doing what Moh did at that time.

He undoubtedly abandoned the sword and chose the devil's methods.

But...it shouldn't be like this!

In that battle, it was his fists that ultimately lost to A. Godola's sword! If we were to say whose moves were more powerful... it was clearly Dora's sword! There was no reason for him to abandon his sword and use his own fighting techniques... and... was he even learning at that time?!
In terms of sheer size, Dora was considerably larger than Sword Saint A. Theon. When he assumed this stance, he seemed to transform into a giant, while A. Theon, enveloped in his shadow, resembled a trembling animal, while Dora became the hunter.

In Demon Lord Moher's martial arts research, attacking from above is often the most effective attack in combat. The massive swing combined with gravitational potential energy. Although clearly drawn in an arc, the punch often arrives faster than a straight punch or thrust. And it's also more powerful.

In this stance, attacking becomes very simple. Sometimes it even looks like a gorilla. Just pounding the ground with your fists... simple and brutal—getting to the heart of fighting: speed and power, and a keen eye. When you have all three, tricks become superfluous.

All you need to do is launch a violent attack like Dora, the former demon king, at this moment!

Punches rained down!

Parry?

No, Sword Saint A. Sion made a quicker judgment than ever. In this situation, the only way to win was to trade lives! If he tried to parry the first blow, a violent storm would ensue, and his defenses would be shattered! Only before the first punch landed could the sword reach the opponent's throat. Such an attack could never be sustained.

Lean over, press down, and lunge forward!
Simple and clear, neat and clean! The moment the sword flashed, the tip of the sword had already touched Duo Luo's throat.

However, Dora's fist had already landed on A. Sion's back.

"you lose."

Dora declared.

Yes, lost.

The sword reached Dora's throat slower than the fist reached A-Sion—a fleeting moment, perhaps a tenth of a second? No, even shorter. Yet, it was this brief moment, this "first arrival," that allowed Dora to crush A-Sion's attack with overwhelming force. Her attack would inevitably fall, and at most, inertia would send the sword crashing into Dora's chest... By then, her spine would be broken, while Dora would suffer only minor injuries.

A-Xion retracted her sword, her face full of bitterness: "When did you learn such things?"

"Of course I learned it from fighting the Demon King. The only one in this world who is more powerful than me and worth learning from is the Demon King, right?"

He said it so matter-of-factly.

Of course, this is reality. Standing at the pinnacle of almost every field, even one bearing the name of a Saint, a single challenge would be doomed to death. Only when many Saints, along with the most powerful heroes, unite to challenge the Demon King are they qualified. Beings like that are certainly worth learning from.

But... "Then I... I..."

There was no way she could go back to the past with Dora.

The situation at this moment illustrates the facts before our eyes.

Sword Saint A. Sion knew better than ever what Doro was telling him...

Even if Dora lost to A-Xion, he would not be able to become A-Xion's disciple again, because there are beings more powerful than A-Xion. Even if he learned A-Xion's techniques, what would it matter? She is "weak" to begin with. At least compared to the Demon King.

Therefore, he would never be able to become A. Sion's disciple again, and even if he surrendered to the Demon King, he would never make such a choice.

To Dora, the existence of A. Sion has no value at all.

Am I the only one who remembers the warm memories of the past?

When he was studying here, he didn't feel any warmth at all?

Sadness naturally flowed in her eyes, like a puppy abandoned by its owner. She had many things to say, but she didn't dare to. She could only stare pitifully at the person who abandoned her, hoping that the other person would feel pity and reconsider his decision.

This is totally inconsistent with her image.

Moher paid special attention to A. Sion's appearance.

This swordsman had once been baptized beneath the elves' Moonlight Pool, thus granting her eternal youth. Correspondingly, her hair and eyes were dyed a color similar to the silver of moonlight. Although such individuals were rare, they did exist, and the Demon King had seen quite a few over the years.

Speaking of the Moonlight Pool of the elves, it seems that I stole it away?
I can't remember clearly.

The one I snatched away at that time seemed to be...

Mo He's eyes fell on Lisiduowei, who also had long silver hair.

It seemed like he had used it to create the raw materials for vampires. He wondered who would occupy the transformed "blood pool" after his death.

Lisiduowei didn't know what Mo He meant by suddenly looking at her, but she made some sharp guesses. Besides... she had some selfish motives.

Thinking that Moh was still as bad-humored as ever, she said at an inopportune moment, "If you really want to stay with Dora, A.Xion."

Duo Luo was stunned. He looked at Li Siduowei in confusion.

Lisiduowei knew that Duoluo didn't want this to happen, but the Demon King had already made a decision. If he really didn't want to do it - he should resist firmly, right?
"Then become a demon, A-Xion."

"Demons, demons..."

Lisiduo leaned slightly closer to Rose, stroking her chin with her hand. "Look at this Miss Rose. You should know very well that this is your second disciple, a person named Frodonic. In order for Mr. Duoluo to become a demon, she even went to the royal capital and carried out the plan to retrieve the Demon King's right hand. What about you? How far can you go for Duoluo? Can you sacrifice everything for him?"

"Sacrifice everything..."

A. Sion's face was full of struggle.

"Doro's hand needs to be healed, and the curse within him needs to be lifted. The broken tendons and the curse tormented him constantly, to the point where he had to resort to drunkenness to make himself forget the pain—that was the deal between the Demon King and Doro. Retrieve the body parts, help heal the arm, and remove the curse from the body. That's where your value lies, Ms. A. Sion."

This was Lisiduo's personal selfish motive: "Shadi is already on guard. If I'm not mistaken, she's already assembled a team to search the world to find us. In this situation, further efforts to retrieve body parts will be very difficult - but you are different, Sword Saint. They won't be on guard against you. You can help the Demon King retrieve his body parts."

Mo He originally wanted to say that this was not her plan... but she did not speak. After all, when it came down to it, this was what she was going to do.

Although she wanted to see a more entertaining development, intending to let A. Sion fall into madness and then completely become a crazy demon... Such a deal was not a satisfactory result for her, but -

She thought of the battle just now and the moves that Duo Luo used that belonged to her, and she felt vaguely uneasy in her heart.

"Yes, that's right." She chose to agree with Lisiduowei's words. "If you can get my right hand and legs back, I can accomplish everything you want, and Duoluo can return to his original state. As for what happens next, that's a matter for later. We're discussing the current transaction."

Her deep eyes met A.Xion's confused eyes: "You are the Sword Saint. The sword is the only thing in your heart, isn't it? This is for a higher level sword, this is for the practice of sword... You are not selling out the interests of mankind for Dora, you are doing it for the sword. You know, A.Goldora defeated the Demon King with a sword... He has a sword more powerful than you have seen. For the sword, you can do anything. Right?"

For the sword...

(End of this chapter)