"Lady Saintess, please make your decision promptly."
The woman in the nun’s attire placed a newspaper in front of the blonde girl and bowed respectfully.
The girl gazed at the newspaper in her hand, her appearance like the most beautiful artwork in the world, God’s most perfect creation on earth. Her figure was slender yet gracefully fruitful. Her golden hair shimred under the sunlight streaming through the window, her entire being radiating a divine aura.
"A·Gedora... you have reappeared at last, conspiring with Lisidorwei, helping the Demon King reclaim his left hand, assisting in the Demon King’s resurrection, betraying humanity..."
In her pale blue eyes, the girl showed no emotion: "The new Hero has already set off, but I will not leave here... My Hero, please allow to bestow my blessing upon you."
As for which Hero she was truly blessing... only she knew.
...
"Lisidorwei, if you continue causing trouble here, then get out!"
Mohe looked at Lisidorwei with dissatisfaction.
Lisidorwei felt extrely guilty: "Lord Demon King, I just wanted to help you."
"Save it! Do I need your help? It’s already impressive if soone like you doesn’t ss things up! Am I supposed to count on your help? Are you kidding ?"
Mohe glanced sadly at the grapevines she had just planted yesterday. Last night, Miss Lisidorwei had sneaked into the estate and used magic on these grapevines. Her heart intended to make the grapevines grow faster, but for so reason, they were completely ruined.
"Most of your essence has been destroyed, and your magic has encountered so issues. It seems you don’t have a clear understanding of your current situation, Lisidorwei. A person who is constantly deteriorating cannot use magic properly." Mohe had to warn Lisidorwei, "So you’d better behave."
She wasn’t short of money; the grapevines weren’t worth much. But they were also the result of her hard work, and the Demon King would be angry at his efforts being wasted, so she was very upset.
Doro, on the other hand, stood nearby with a bottle of wine, saying nothing.
"So, when are you leaving?"
Mohe suddenly raised this question: "It’s been a week. If you don’t leave, then soone will co looking, causing trouble for . Of course, if that’s your goal, I have nothing more to say."
She rely spread her arms: "You can chop off my head right now and try to regain humanity’s trust. Not necessarily as A·Gedora, but perhaps as Doro, a new hero. Doro, that’s also an option, abandoning A·Gedora’s past, you can still embrace a vast and bright life."
This suggestion ca with the premise of Lisidorwei’s death because if one were to beco a new "hero," then soone like Lisidorwei, a "stain," couldn’t exist by their side. It was sothing that wasn’t allowed. Mohe was rely presenting an option.
Doro’s vision, dulled by alcohol, started clearing up. He shook his body, grasping Lisidorwei’s hand: "You’re... right... hic! Let’s... go! Lisidorwei..."
He led Lisidorwei away from Baixi Town.
A Hero has a special sense of destiny, similar words were spoken by Mohe daily, but only today did Doro heed her words and leave with Lisidorwei. It ant that within a day or two, so entity would find Doro.
She only needed to wait for the result.
While Doro was quite desolate himself, Mohe trusted him more than Doro imagined. Mohe was sure Doro wouldn’t die, and she was also certain he wouldn’t "win." She was waiting for Lisidorwei’s death, waiting for Doro to fall completely into hatred, to fully beco her "partner." It was just a matter of a day or two.
Thinking of such a scene, Mohe couldn’t help but feel a bit excited, even though she often claid humans were a lower lifeform. The fact was she was human too, she had her emotions, even though she often restrained her feelings, there were inevitably monts of excitent.
She nostalgically felt her heart beating, and suddenly a desire arose within her—
A desire to witness this battle.
From a rational perspective, witnessing this battle, even as an audience mber, required a ticket, and in her current state, she wasn’t qualified to watch Doro’s battle. Despite having faced many diminutions, the Hero remained strong, and Mohe could sense the power hidden within his body.
The risk was rather high.
If discovered, and if Doro refused to protect her, even having reclaid the left hand wouldn’t prevent death, but it would waste much ti. rely watching a battle and taking such risks wasn’t worthwhile.
However...
After pondering for about a minute, she decided to go and take a look at this battle.
There were many reasons, such as taking a detailed look at what transpired between Hero Doro and others, or seeing if Doro had truly beco decadent and weakened, and if the other mbers of his team had beco stronger. Observing such a battle was very valuable for information gathering...
These reasons were justifiable, but for Mohe herself, these reasons held no significance.
No reason. If there had to be one, it was simply "wanting to watch."
She simply wanted to watch, so no explanation was necessary. The risk was great, but ultimately, it would just waste a few more years. Possessing eternal life, Mohe wasn’t bothered by it. She saved ti, but also squandered it—why earn money if not to spend it?
However, so initial preparations were still needed to observe this battle.
She began rummaging through her bag, looking for anything useful. Fortunately, having retrieved her left hand, she regained much of her power, so she had more ans at her disposal.
She left herself quite an inheritance back then, using this space technology to retrieve so things from that inheritance—though many items required reclaiming specific parts for verification... Why did she make it so complicated? She was a total miser!
But Mohe swore she had good intentions at the ti, fearing her subordinates coveted her treasures yet might harm her, which is why she locked them up so only she could access them.
She almost dove entirely into the bag, relentlessly searching through it.
...
As the distance from Mohe grew, Doro’s murky eyes gradually cleared. He tossed the bottle aside, finally turning his weathered face towards Lisidorwei, who had been by his side these past few days.
Being scrutinized by Doro, Lisidorwei suddenly felt a bit nervous, sweating involuntarily as Doro held her.
"Doro..."
"Lisidorwei, it’s ti for us to make a choice."
"Yes, Gedora, it’s ti for us to decide."
Lisidorwei took a deep breath: "Gedora, I think we should find the Demon King and ask her to restore your hand. In that way, no matter the enemy, you can resist. As long as you help the Demon King retrieve her right hand, she can help lift the curse upon you, and you can..."
"Making deals with the Demon King cos at a cost." Doro simply said, "Even if I restore all my power, do you think I could default on a debt in front of her?"
After interacting with the Demon King these past few days, Lisidorwei could unequivocally state that the pressure from Mohe now was even stronger than that of the past Demon King, even though she seed so weak now. Even Lisidorwei had the power to defeat her. However, she beca more dangerous, as she said herself, she kept growing through failure.
She would return in a more terrifying form.
At this mont, Lisidorwei suddenly realized a fact.
The Demon King’s return was inevitable, one might even call it "destiny." Just from a drop of blood, she reclaid her left hand, and in that instant, that young girl was destined to reclaim her throne. Lisidorwei had initially thought that this was just one-thirteenth, rely a beginning. Even if given half her body back, what then?
But this thinking was wrong.
The current Demon King would undoubtedly succeed in reclaiming all parts, whether or not they were willing to help, as she herself said, "it’s only a matter of ti."
"Otherwise, maybe you should go back and kill her."
After a long silence, Lisidorwei spoke those words.
"If you move against her, you’ll die completely."
Lisidorwei shook her head: "It’s okay, I was already going to die anyway. The extra ti I have now is already a gift, Gedora. If the Demon King dominates this world once more..."
"That might not be a bad thing."
The words from Doro startled Lisidorwei: "What are you saying?"
Doro looked up at the sky, gazing at the drifting white clouds: "I’m thinking now, if the world were truly dominated by the Demon King, maybe—it wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing."
"What are you thinking! Gedora, you must understand that during the Demon King’s reign, even I committed many atrocities against humans... "
"Haven’t humans done the sa things now?"
Lisidorwei was montarily speechless.
"So many people beca your followers, constantly providing you with ’human blood.’ To maintain false eternity, are you sure they were all so-called death row prisoners? You know very well, don’t you?"
Lisidorwei couldn’t help but fall silent.
"What would the world under the Demon King’s rule be like?"
Lisidorwei couldn’t answer. Because she never imagined it.
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