Rastina was actually quite surprised by Mohe’s growth.
She didn’t expect that Mohe, who just a few days ago looked like a little child, was now only a few centiters shorter than herself.
Without a doubt, she was a beautiful girl. When she was like a child, she was quite adorable, and now, after gaining so growth, she has a serene charm, especially when she looks at you silently with a smile, giving off a mystical allure.
It’s like an abyss with no end in sight, making one want to explore it while feeling an instinctual fear and dread.
"Growth, huh~ Actually, I was wearing a magic item that made look a bit younger, but during the recent city turmoil, it accidentally got destroyed, so now I have to appear as my true self." This explanation was surprisingly reasonable; after all, Mohe’s current appearance looked much more like the mistress of a mansion.
Previously, she really didn’t exude any dignity at all.
"But Mohe and Rose’s black hair is really rare..."
"Is that so~"
In Doro and the Church’s transaction, from a surface perspective, the Church completely profited. On one hand, they sowhat restored their reputation, and on the other hand, you could say that the Alchemist Association’s alchemists all owed the Church a favor. With Adeline still petrified, the Alchemist Association was leaderless, becoming de facto subordinate to the White Church.
And as for the Nalune that the Alchemist Association had previously swallowed... It’s hard to say who it belongs to now.
Of course, the matters in Butuo City weren’t completely settled, as the Dwarves seed very interested in Adeline tal. They ca out of fear that the Alchemist Association would replace their status. Now that the Alchemist Association had failed, it posed no threat... but since they were already here, they might as well hit a few shots first.
Thus, the Dwarves started quarreling with the Church, while the Human Central Empire remained as unresponsive as ever.
However, this deal made it seem like the Demon King had no needs, when in fact, what Mohe obtained was her left foot.
The left foot symbolizing progress.
"I’ve always wanted to know, what does it an that your left foot symbolizes progress and your right foot symbolizes stasis? Progress and stasis—sounds ambiguous."
Doro uncharacteristically asked frankly.
Mohe initially wanted to say, "Don’t you think this question is impolite?"
But after thinking about it, she still said, "From a more intuitive perspective, progress is just a direction—I can move forward or backward. Uh... can you understand backward progress? It’s like standing at one starting point, moving in any direction is still progression."
"I think I can roughly understand."
"The simplest understanding would be acceleration and deceleration reflected in the speed. No need to ntion stasis, right? You should have felt my stasis power when we fought."
"Ah... that suppressive ability is quite strong."
Suppression... that’s totally wrong, you bastard. It’s just because you’re strong enough to feel it’s suppression.
Mohe sighed, "In conclusion, with the power symbolizing progress, when facing strong ones like you—such as Adriana, Hidden Nephilim, or those existing in the na of holiness, there’s at least assurance in escaping."
"Didn’t you beat Adeline head-on?"
"That’s because she’s an Alchemist. For now, the most troubleso are warriors like you who charge in mindlessly. My combat ability in direct confrontations is too weak, especially when ambushing, it’s very bad."
Mohe straightforwardly pointed out her weakness, "Having this allows so room to maneuver."
"But didn’t you reclaim your right hand? Nephilim shouldn’t be able to deal with you."
Mohe gave Doro a sidelong glance, "Curses are different from Alchemy. Alchemy is a knowledge-based crush, and I have more and broader knowledge than Adeline, so in front of , she seems ordinary. But curses are different—they depend on mood and soul will at the ti. It’s not as simple as mutual dissolution. There’s a good chance I’ll curse her, she’ll curse , and then we both end up dood. Even if she’s weaker."
Doro seed thoughtful.
"However, Mr. Doro, Tearing Celestial King~ Your taste is really low; I think at least sothing like Destroying Celestial King or Fallen Celestial King would be better than Tearing Celestial King~ Don’t tell you’re actually interested in tearing people’s limbs off their bodies?"
Mohe looked at Doro with a perverted gaze, "If that’s the case, then I can only keep my distance from you. I don’t want to accept such heavy tastes~"
"I just nad it offhandedly without thinking," Doro stated that he didn’t have such interests.
"You’d better be telling the truth." Mohe didn’t seem intent to dig deeper, "But that aside, Mr. Doro, are you planning on getting down to business?"
"Yes, but I intend to handle this myself, no need for you to step in."
Mohe was, of course, referring to the promise Doro made earlier about marrying Lisidorwei. She knew there had been so progress in the relationship between Doro and Rose, but in this regard... let him marry first and then talk. If there is to be further developnt with Rose, that will be sothing for later. Considering that Rose used to be a man, he should be quite aware that it’s normal for soone like Doro to have several won around him.
After all, that’s just how humans are.
She shouldn’t resist too much.
But wanting to do it herself... one has to say that humans assign a so-called sacred aning to love. In her long years, she had seen many so-called undying love, and she had seen a lot of betrayal. She clearly knew that for humans, the word "love" encompasses far too much, to an unbelievable extent.
Doro having his own thoughts on this isn’t a big deal.
He might have so special fantasies in this aspect.
Well, she is also indifferent about it. Letting things develop on their own is quite a nice thing. After just finishing a passionate drama, watching a bit of a gentle piece is a nice treat as well.
...
"Lisidorwei, are you free today? I think we could go out for a walk," Doro invited Lisidorwei.
Lisidorwei nodded, "After all, we’re on vacation. Even though the atmosphere in the city has been quite tense recently, it doesn’t affect us much. I’ll go call Mohe and the others..."
"No need, just the two of us is fine."
Lisidorwei paused for a mont, then realized sothing, her cheeks flushed a bit, "Are you, are you inviting on a date?"
"Yes, this is a date invitation."
Doro was quite direct, without any bashfulness, "I am seriously inviting you on a date. Can you accept my invitation, dear lady?"
Like a gentleman, he extended his hand.
Lisidorwei didn’t hesitate much; she directly placed her hand on Doro’s, "My pleasure, sir. Please wait a mont, I’ll go change clothes."
"Of course, my lady."
Lisidorwei then changed into a rather pretty, but not overly luxurious, dress that quite complented her own temperant.
Speaking of which, Lisidorwei is also an ancient lifeform, although compared to the Demon King she is quite young, but she has been living for a very long ti herself—her presence feels even colder and nobler than the Demon King’s. After all, when the Demon King is not speaking, she is fine; once she opens her mouth, you always feel like she is hinting at sothing or has a hidden aning. The key is that the Demon King likes to talk a lot.
If she’d keep her mouth shut, she could be a silent beauty.
But when you are with her, if she doesn’t tease your mood for a minute, you have to wonder if she is plotting sothing sinister.
"Then let’s set out."
"Mm~"
Doro then held Lisidorwei’s hand and set out.
Just as they left, Mohe, Rastina, and Rose also suspiciously followed out, trailing behind them.
As for whether Doro would notice this... Mohe patted her chest, saying that Doro definitely wouldn’t notice, although she wasn’t really sure herself. After all, it was Doro—but even if he did notice, so what? Doro is on a date! He couldn’t possibly interrupt his own date to point them out, could he?
"I was just wondering what Mr. Doro would look like on a serious date, whether he’d be a bit sleazy or not. But now it seems he’s quite spirited~" Rastina couldn’t help but comnt, "Even though he’s an older man, he still seems alright, eh~?"
Mohe raised a finger, continuously shaking it, "You’re underestimating Mr. Doro too much. Don’t just look at the way Mr. Doro looks; he’s actually quite good at dealing with girls. When he was younger, he was a heartthrob, never lacking in female company around him. Though he’s like this now for so reasons, if he wants to do well, very few girls can resist his charm. You can tell just by looking at that face, right?"
In fact, that’s exactly how it is.
Doro had specially tidied up his gray-white hair today; normally scruffy, he had also carefully grood his face today. He looked quite spirited, wearing a waistcoat vest that paired well with his solid, broad shoulders, giving him a commanding presence. There’s truly a sense of a mature, reliable man about him, not to ntion, he looks alright.
"Ladies, is it really okay for us to spy on their date like this?"
Rose seed not too eager to continue following them.
"What are you saying! Rose! You have a serious misunderstanding! We’re not spying! We are... protecting! Yes, protecting their love! If any unexpected situation arises, we can eliminate it imdiately! Do you understand what I an? We’re not doing sothing bad, we are doing sothing good. Do good deeds and don’t ask about the future, understand?"
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