After severely admonishing a maid, Doro arrived in the World of the Dead through a teleportation gate.
"Your Majesty, the Unique King!" Roland respectfully saluted Doro, "I have prepared your favorite Delusion Tea."
After Roland and Elf beca the rulers of the World of the Dead, they started making so changes to it, which also benefited the "Void Realm" that Mohe initially created as a battlefield. That world was only used as a battlefield once, and then it was absorbed and utilized like nourishnt by the World of the Dead.
As a result, so special things began to erge in this world, yet they could not be called life.
The Delusion Tea is one such thing, ford from chaotic thoughts condensed into sothing resembling tree leaves, which Roland and Elf processed into sothing similar to tea leaves. Each sip provides a different emotional experience. Doro has recently grown fond of this.
"Where is Elf?"
"Sister went to inspect the World of the Dead. Since becoming the symbol of the World of the Dead, we naturally have to consider all aspects to prevent the birth of previous kinds of thought-forms, so we conduct regular inspections. Such things would disrupt the operation of the World of the Dead." Roland explained Elf’s whereabouts, "However, you can wait a little while. Sister knew you would co, so she instructed to host you first, and she will return later."
Doro nodded and, together with Roland, arrived at a crystal palace, where colorful tea was displayed. Doro sat on a crystal chair, his gaze sweeping across the many landscapes of the World of the Dead: "Do you think that the shattering of the Void Realm, becoming nourishnt for the World of the Dead, was itself also within Mohe’s expectations? Does she intend to execute so sche against through the World of the Dead?"
Roland sat across from Doro: "This is not sothing we can know. Despite becoming symbols of the World of the Dead, Miss Mohe said we have the potential to step into the domain where you reside, but whether it’s one percent or one-thousandth, it’s still potential—we are still far too distant from you and cannot touch it, so we cannot sense if there is so sche within it."
She was quite sincere. In fact, compared to Elf, this younger sister of Elf seed a lot more composed. This girl always appeared unhurried and never seed to panic over anything. This was quite a good quality, and Doro held her in fairly high regard.
"I understand. Just a tentative question, according to your estimation, how much ti is left until humans are the only wise species left in this world?"
"According to my and sister’s investigation and statistics, although the data is still not very clear, after calculations, we found that this ti will take at least another ten thousand years. The process of all major races perishing and then becoming human is truly gradual, and besides, the world, nature, is still giving birth to those races. This data is calculated under the assumption that you remain the Unique King."
Doro was silent for a mont: "What if a large-scale war occurs in this world?"
Roland looked at Doro with confusion: "But, Your Majesty, the Unique King, with you here, why would there be war? Weren’t you the one who ascended to the position of Unique King to achieve peace and halt the world’s conflicts? At this stage, if a large-scale war were to happen, it could only be..."
Only if Doro initiated it.
But...
"Who do you plan to wage war against? Angels? Or the undead?"
Doro simply shook his head at Roland’s keen assumptions: "It’s not that I want to start a war, but the ergence of war is almost uncontrollable unless I sit on this throne forever. Do you think I’ll stay on the throne forever?"
"You won’t, Your Majesty, the Unique King, you feel pained by this position. If you don’t leave in ti, you yourself will beco the greatest problem of this world." Roland looked at Doro as she spoke these words.
Doro made a helpless expression: "But if I leave this position, war will quickly start once more."
"This is probably sothing Miss Mohe anticipated."
Doro took a sip of Delusion Tea and then slumped desolately over the crystal table: "I think, I can only hear so truths with you sisters. Those who love , those who hate , those who worship , those who want to harm —I don’t worry about these emotions, just that these things may blind to myself."
"My sister and I also love you."
"But you won’t lie to . And leaving your sister aside, the love you speak of is obviously problematic, isn’t it?"
Roland blinked: "But didn’t you just say we would tell the truth? Yet you say I’m lying?"
"It’s precisely because I know whether what you’re saying is truth or lies that I say what you’re speaking is the truth, "
"You really are sly... Is this a quality needed as a king?"
Doro nodded: "After becoming the Unique King, I suddenly found that all the conflicts seed to be my own inner struggle, a battle between the palm of my hand and the back of my hand, between my impulsive thoughts and restrained thoughts. Many tis, I almost couldn’t figure out what I really thought."
A strong entity with absolute power, having a world under his rule, power can be seized by no one from his hand, his will must be carried out, his orders must be executed, therefore—the world spins in his hand, hence—different views are his different emotions, for example, if sowhere suffers from a natural disaster, and he dispatches people to handle it, to what extent must it be done? If another place also suffers a disaster, can he provide accurate and equal assistance?
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