Mohe’s mansion is, for the most part, quite peaceful.
Doro actually didn’t want to move out of this mansion either. Living here gave a sense of carefree leisure, where nothing needed attention. After all, the greatest danger was Mohe herself, while Doro was soone who liked worrying quite a bit. You could say she would consider all scenarios and devise counterasures.
But if he were to move out—though theoretically, he could still find Mohe in tis of trouble and ask for her help since the distance between Sim City and Baixi Town is so close—there’s always a feeling of "division."
Thinking about this, Doro couldn’t help but feel annoyed at his weak thoughts. He had been relying on Mohe’s wisdom too much lately.
Of course, he could find excuses for himself by saying Mohe is so smart and truly kind to him, which makes dependency reasonable. But rationality also told him that blindly trusting Mohe would inevitably lead to a painful future; he must maintain clear will.
And amid this internal conflict, Rose suddenly found Doro.
"Training?"
"Yes, Doro, I hope you can assist in my training."
Rose said this in Lisidorwei’s presence: "As you know, my identity is as the Charming Demon. According to Demon King’s conception for my kind, I should be charming not only to you. To serve Demon King wholeheartedly, it would inevitably cause temptation to other people... Like Bai Lushi, it’s fine; that person rely harbors lofty reverence for the Goddess. But so people...right?"
She clearly didn’t need to say much, as everyone here were adults or long-lived old demons, naturally understanding the darkness hidden beneath those words.
Upon hearing this, Doro’s face turned quite unpleasant for a mont. From the bottom of his heart, he couldn’t quite accept such matters: "Listen to ..."
Rose appeared all ears, yet Doro, with his mouth open, didn’t know what to say.
Rose chuckled: "You possess a high resistance to charm; my powers cannot affect you. But this is precisely the content of the training, Mr. Doro. If my charm can penetrate your defenses, then there should be few people I couldn’t charm in the world. Even against those like the Wise King or the Pope, I should be able to charm them."
Doro’s throat moved: "I an, Rose, you don’t have to do this, right? Even if you charm them, what you can achieve..."
"I understand your point, Mr. Doro. In the face of your strength and Demon King’s wisdom and thods, whoever it is can be easily dealt with—all difficulties naturally have solutions... But if so, what is the value of our existence then?"
Rose’s gaze was quite firm: "Mohe resurrected rely for the transaction between you. Now that the transaction is complete, should I just lie there quietly like a coin, used for exchange? Nevertheless, I have my own will; I also want to do sothing, to realize my value..."
There was a hint of sorrow in her expression: "I once did sothing very wrong to you—even with regret, what’s happened can’t be changed, the harm I caused remains. Even if wounds heal, they always leave so scars—then I desperately wanted to show my value. To prove the aning of my existence by defeating you."
"I am still the sa now, Mr. Doro. I must prove that the existence of the Charming Demon is aningful, that I am soone with the value to live. So...please help . Train in this area."
Rose had already reached this point, and Doro no longer had reasons to refute. He could feel Rose’s inner self, and precisely because he knew, he was certain that such determination was difficult to sway. Even if he opposed, she might ask Mohe for training. Mohe would probably be quite willing; that mischievous person loved watching others strive.
Doro thought such a thing shouldn’t happen.
Yet...
"Alright, I will help with your training."
He agreed.
"Doro..." Lisidorwei’s expression was sowhat complex, but she didn’t say any words of rebuff. After all, she never interfered with Doro’s decisions—Doro believed her feelings for him weren’t pure; she had already realized that a short ti couldn’t prove anything, that even she herself couldn’t ascertain her heart. But ti would prove everything, prolonged companionship would tell her, would tell him...their relationship would eventually have a conclusion both could accept.
So she could only watch Doro like this.
She supported all of Doro’s decisions, regardless of how much those decisions saddened her.
Thus, Rose gained Doro’s approval.
But prior to that, the people in the mansion had already begun helping Doro move.
Theoretically speaking, moving was quite easy—but even though pretending might be aningless, the mansion’s relocation was carried out in a very ordinary manner.
Everyone helped pack the luggage, then loaded it onto the Earth Dragon Vehicle, and afterwards set off to Sim City with Doro.
"Doro! Don’t get dazzled in the city and do sothing that lets down Miss Lisidorwei! We definitely won’t spare you!"
So young lads in Baixi Town who admired Lisidorwei kept shouting at the Earth Dragon Vehicle.
"Speaking of which, if Doro and Lisidorwei move away, doesn’t that an there’s hope for the beauties in the mansion for too? I like Miss Rose! She’s always smiling gently, giving an impression of frailty that makes one want to hold her and comfort her properly."
"Is that what you call comforting? I don’t even want to speak about you."
"You guys, don’t you only see those maids? Aren’t you thinking about becoming the male owner of Mohe Manor? I think even Miss Mohe is quite charming!"
"You, I’ll report you to the knights in the city. You deserve to be tied up and sent to the Sacred Judgnt to be burned by the holy fire!"
Conversations like these easily reached everyone’s ears.
"Mr. Doro, don’t you feel blessed? So admired by so many young girls; everyone is jealous of you~ Look at my vast manor, everything is at your beck and call. As long as you desire it, you can have anything~ Even so, rushing to move away, you’re such a heartless man."
Of course, Doro now had a certain immunity to Demon King’s coquettish and adorable nature; he couldn’t be at a loss every ti. In truth, though Mohe was adorable when assuming this pose—just a closer look at her eyes would reveal an unfathomable "horror."
Those abyss-like dark pupils seed to absorb all light; locking eyes with them felt like gazing into the depths of an abyss, bottomless, as if in the next mont one would be devoured. Enough to make a person break out in cold sweat.
"We aren’t going far—and things aren’t peaceful now. What’s your plan?"
Doro had actually been wanting to ask Mohe this question. If there was soone who might know the future developnt of the world, it should be this Demon King: "What do you think the Wise King and others will do?"
"That’s not right, Mr. Doro. That’s basically a spoiler move; I won’t indulge you~ If everything is known ahead of ti, it wouldn’t be fun. I’ve been waiting for the others to play their cards~ As for you, better cherish these tis now~ Because...well~ there might be things making you feel pain and sorrow."
Was she being cryptic again?
When Mohe was cryptic, it was extrely unnerving, especially after previous events. Doro particularly felt this way.
This girl, though always puzzling and confounding, led one to deduce so patterns. When she deed it wouldn’t affect you, she wouldn’t stop until revealing all the clues she could. When she felt it would affect you, she’d be evasive, offering so pivotal information yet leaving you in frustration to guess.
Clearly, regarding what he ntioned earlier, Mohe had many thoughts but was absolutely not planning to tell him. This was very disagreeable.
Alright, it seed he had no grounds to say Mohe was disagreeable. Her willingness to tell him was her kindness. He should think more himself.
Seeing Doro didn’t intend to pursue the matter further, Mohe also refrained from speaking more. There were many ravens flying in this world, many futile beliefs, and piecing together so truths wasn’t easy...but...
She was, after all, the Demon King.
"Speaking of which, I’ve been having a raven follow Adriana. Would you like to know her situation?"
Adriana...
Upon hearing this na, Doro’s expression showed no change at all; he rely told Mohe: "I’m not interested in her situation, you don’t need to tell ."
Mohe spread her hands: "Alright then, I originally thought you might be interested. After all, she’s doing sothing you had done before...wandering about. Considering her strength, it’s not as if there’d be any danger, but she seems to want a deeper understanding of you... If you went to pick her up now, she’d definitely be utterly devoted to you, becoming a loyal lapdog. Aren’t you interested in such matters?"
"I’m certainly not interested."
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