The hero's gender is yet to be determined after rebirth.

“But I died too, we perished together,” Sylph laughed.

She also wanted to say that being reincarnated after death and having two more female confidantes was just causing trouble for others, so what was there to be proud of?

Lorenwei retorted angrily, "You're insulting the image of heroes! You're not allowed to speak ill of heroes."

Sylph smiled, pursing her lips. Kurara smiled too.

Only Meilan was unaware of Lorenwei's complete background.

Lorenwei was afraid that she might accidentally reveal it, so she hadn't explicitly told anyone that she was the reincarnation of a hero.

"Let's just treat it as a little surprise and talk about it later," Lorenwei planned.

What a little surprise! Meilan, aren't you surprised? Your husband is a hero!

Kurala urged, "Seriously, this isn't the time for jokes. What else did your mother-in-law say in her letter?"

She let it slip again, accidentally saying what was on her mind, and then immediately covered her face.

Lorenwei and Sylph teased her a little, then everyone got back to serious business.

"They're going to investigate thoroughly, and they've instructed me to keep an eye out for those who inherit dark magic at the academy, especially young people who use dark magic."

"No, they didn't use dark magic." Kurara and Sylph thought for a moment.

No one expected that this year's future Demon King would prefer to fight with his fists...

“Yes, there’s simply no suspect with a similar appearance. Of course, the continent is so vast, the possibility of the future Demon King being in the academy is extremely slim.” Lorenwei laughed heartily. “If he were by my side, I would have discovered him long ago!”

Meilan didn't say anything, just looked at her with a smile.

Hmph, so they really care about the future Demon King? Meilan thought smugly.

I won't tell you yet. I'll give you all a little surprise after I sit on the throne!

What a little surprise! Lorenwei, aren't you surprised? Your husband is a devil?

Chapter 251 Taking her into the palace—no, taking her into the team!

“Perhaps we’ll run into each other in this competition. Let’s keep an eye out,” Lorenwei added. “Aises and I have studied this. Based on historical records of Demon King successors, if it’s just a matter of inheriting power, the successor might retain their sanity.”

"Stay conscious?" Siruf asked.

Do you still want a peaceful resolution? Sylph remembered that Mu Zhe had mentioned this possibility in her previous life.

Lorenwei said, "If one is the inheritor of the legacy, they may lose most of their sanity after gaining power. It is very difficult to regain their sanity, and the power they gain is even greater than the former, making them very difficult to deal with. However, it is said that there are specific methods that can restore the inheritor's sanity, which may lead to a peaceful solution."

Meilan looked at Lorenwei in surprise.

Did I not expect that the human race's understanding of the demon race's heritage has reached this level?

However, the description is not entirely accurate. It's not that they lost most of their sanity, but rather that their minds were filled with the Demon King's desire to rule the human world, causing a significant loss of rationality, similar to the berserker state of humans. Of course, this is the normal state.

For the Demon Kings of all generations, emotions only become an obstacle to ruling the world, so they are increasingly inclined to sacrifice reason for power.

"It's alright. Even if my mind is filled with the Demon King's desire for dominance, I will not forget you, the mistress of the harem," Meilan vowed in her heart as she looked at her.

After discussing the matter of the Demon King's successor, Lorenwei glanced at the letter a few times and put it down: "That's all."

Sylph looked on in surprise: "Huh? It seems like there's a long stretch of text coming up."

Kurala smiled and tugged at her.

"Tch, it's definitely not a good thing." Sylph snorted. "Aeses is so smart, she always thinks it's only worthwhile to make money off others. And with a kid like you who feels like she's losing out if she doesn't take advantage of others, who knows what your mother will teach you."

"She later told me to quickly find several wives. She said to cast a wide net and cultivate many, to accumulate resources for a long life. If you don't flirt, keep, or act like a hooligan, you will definitely regret it later."

Sylph said disdainfully, "Eisel has become so biased towards her son since becoming a mother. But doesn't she still insist on having a life just for the two of them?"

Actually, Sylph and Aisses have always had a good relationship, but their positions are a bit different now. Perhaps mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law are natural enemies, but Sylph is mainly angry because Lorenve is a womanizer.

They're teammates, but look at the great sage Jason, a grown man who only likes one woman. But you, Lorenwei, aren't even a man yet, and you've already fallen for three, and you're still entangled with the fourth one.

Lorenwei said seriously, "I am still very innocent. Even though I have inherited a philandering family history, I always stick to my own views on love and refuse to easily build a harem."

She stood there righteously, expressing her sincere feelings, but none of the girls paid any attention to her.

"Let's go, I'm going to clean the bathroom. I don't want Lorenwei's hair to get stuck in the drain again."

“Yes, I think I’ve noticed that before, the blue ones are really noticeable.” Kurara laughed and agreed, going upstairs with Sylph. “I’m going to hang the clothes out to dry on the balcony. By the way, would you like to hang your underwear out to dry?”

"No, no, let it air dry in the bathroom. I'll clean it up first," Silph said to her as they went upstairs in perfect harmony.

As Meilan opened the door and went out, she called out to the Slime King: "I'll treat you to lunch again. I'll go get some food from the cafeteria."

"Hey, can you guys give me some face?" Lorenwei awkwardly withdrew from her Casanova pose.

“Are you kidding us?” Meilan looked at Lorenwei with a serious expression.

"Uh... Meilan, you did a great job beating that old man today! That punch was so beautiful!" Lorenwei said with a smile as she reached the door and pulled Meilan aside. "I want to thank you. I really couldn't bring myself to hit him."

Meilan clenched her fist and said firmly, "He went too far. He had bad intentions and disrupted our team's unity. He definitely deserves a punch! I'm only refusing to beat him up because I taught him."

"So you did a great job! Tonight we won't get takeout from the cafeteria; I feel like I've almost recovered. Since you punched him, I'll add a new dish for you! It'll be boiled beef! Remember to bring some beef back from the grocery store when you come back."

"You think punching him will earn you an extra dish?" Meilan's eyes darted around, and she let go of Lorenwei and ran outside. "I'm going to beat him up!"

"Hey, hey, stop it. You can't hit him anymore. If he does something wrong again in the future, you can hit him again, and I'll reward you."

Meilan nodded with a grin: "Okay, it's settled then. I wish Bu Erbo a long life of 100 years, so I can always have new dishes to eat."

“I thank you on behalf of Burbo,” Lorenwei said with a smile, but quickly realized, “Oh, I don’t think that’s right either.”

If it's necessary to beat him up all the time, doesn't that mean I'm always being harmed by him? That's also bad luck for me.

Meilan ignored Lorenwei's little scheme and said straightforwardly, "Lorenwei, if you don't like anyone, you can tell me, and I'll beat them up for you."

Lorenwei: "Hello, Meilan, the professional thug who's always causing trouble."

"???"

"Ahem, anyway, they're all nice things to say."

"Lorenwei, you have so many foul words."

"Meilan... are you being polite?"

Meilan went to buy lunch, leaving Lorenwei with nothing to do.

She could do all the housework, even better than Sylph, who grew up as an elf, or Kurara, who was born a princess. But she was lazy, so she went back to her room and started lying on the sofa, lost in thought.

For example, if one wants to marry Sylph, will one have to go to the Elf Core Forest again? I wonder what kind of test one will have to pass to marry this most outstanding elven genius in the last hundred years.

Sylph is a rare genius among the elves, the most likely young elf to become the next leader. In her previous life, she led a group away from the elven forest, and the elves sent her along for training.

It is said that every leader of the Elven race has adventured alongside great heroes, sharing joys and sorrows in pursuit of a great breakthrough in spirit and strength.

However, Sylph has lost her original power. It will take her at least several years to regain it.

She was on an adventure with him in his hero squad back then, and they grew rapidly in about two years.

But that's under external pressure; often, life hangs by a thread, and survival is only achieved through the protagonist's plot armor. It's on the verge of certain death that one's potential is activated, and strength advances by leaps and bounds.

In this peaceful era, it would be extremely difficult for Sylph to regain her cultivation. Even with her past experience, Lorenwei estimated that it would take four to five times longer.

Just like myself now, without the three-minute cheat time of the Sword Saint, it would be virtually impossible for me to cultivate back to the Sword Saint level with my current physical condition.

Although there are no problems with his mind, soul, experience, and reflexes, the lack of survival pressure and a special combat environment makes it difficult for him to reach the edge of that breakthrough.

Right, I do have the blood of the Sevi clan chieftain. Isn't it said that during the process of character formation, the body is rebuilt and the strength increases by leaps and bounds? Perhaps that's still possible.

Lorenwei sat on the sofa, constantly fiddling with the tuft of hair on her forehead, causing the small blue strand to sway and bounce.

I can't wait! Two years from now? Maybe it's too early to judge, and it will be even sooner?

Damn it, if I wasn't worried about making a mistake in my characterization and ending up as a girl, I would have been kissing Sylph and Kurara every day.

"Hahaha—I will finally rule over all people! Whether they are demons or humans, whether they are alive or dead, they will all live under my control!" A powerful roar reverberated throughout the world.

Jansen began chanting an attack spell: "Demon King! We will not let your scheme succeed!"

"Demon King! With my wife and I here, don't get your hopes up!" Aisser began chanting a protective barrier spell.

"Demon King's minions! I'll wipe them out!" The dwarf warrior Mordorson swung his axe, each swing causing the earth's veins to tremble, holding back the countless demons surging from behind.

"I'll deal with the flying monsters in the air!" Siluf drew her bow, but her arrows didn't fly very high, as if she didn't have enough power.

"Hey? Siruf, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with your strength?" The dwarf warrior Mordosen was distracted by the gargoyles swooping down from the sky and cried out, clutching his back.

"I...I don't know what happened, it seems like all my power has disappeared!" Siruf cried out anxiously.

"Why has your hair changed color?" Aisser had just set up a protective barrier when she turned around and noticed the anomaly.

"Huh? Why is my hair green?"

Aisser asked in surprise, "According to Mu Zhe, turning green on one's head means something bad has happened at home?"

"Let's not talk about that. Why isn't that idiot attacking yet?" Sylph's gaze turned to Mu Zhe.

Mu Zhe stood there blankly, wanting to draw his sword, but when he reached around his waist, all he found was a worn-out magic wand.

"What happened? Where's my greatsword?!" Mu Zhe exclaimed in surprise.

Aisser: "Huh? Aren't you a magician?"

Sylph: "Yes, Mu Zhe, you're a magician."

"I...no, I'm not a magician, I am..."

The same awe-inspiring voice rang out again: "Hahahaha—the Hero Squad is nothing special! Under the intimidation of my new Demon King, you can no longer organize a decent battle formation!"

"This voice sounds familiar..." Mu Zhe looked at the Demon King in the distance with a puzzled expression.

The Demon King was shrouded in a black mist.

"Mu Zhe! Attack now!"

"Mu Zhe! Quickly chant the spell!"

Urged on by his teammates, Mu Zhe felt something was amiss. He pulled out his magic wand, intending to do something, but quickly threw it to the ground with a thud and charged at the distant Demon King with his bare hands.

"Wait, your voice sounds familiar! Let me see who you are!"

At this moment, the brave warrior Mu Zhe's stomach made a soft rumbling sound.

As he ran toward the Demon King, he felt hungry and had no strength left to run. His feet felt like they were stepping on cotton. Although he was getting closer and closer to the Demon King, he seemed unable to see clearly anymore.