Reborn Demon Girl Will Not Meet the Uncle Hero

Chapter 40 Undercurrent
Saint Shadi naturally has the freedom to accuse.

"We've already discussed Bai Luther's situation. His devotion to God has never wavered, and his faith in Him remains steadfast. Rather than holding Bai Luther accountable, we should focus on who could have made him believe that person was God! Of course, Bai Luther was indeed deceived. We will deprive him of his rights and confine him to the Tower of God for the rest of his life, thus punishing him!"

Xia Di's expression suddenly turned ugly. Judging from what the other party said, he wanted to protect Bai Luther.

Simply put, it's the same as when a parent beats a child when the child makes a mistake outside.

I have beaten myself, so you can't beat me again.

By the same token, I have already punished him, so you cannot make any more demands, otherwise you would be ungrateful - besides, Xia Di is called a saint, not only can she not make excessive demands, she even needs to be lenient - this is the example that a saint needs to set.

"There's no point in saying more. The Demon King has resurrected, the former heroes are assisting, and the trumpet of doom has already sounded. I need the full cooperation of the church."

She gave up pursuing Bai Luther and instead sought the church's full assistance, which could be considered a "exchange of interests."

"Of course, Saint, you have the right," the elders replied. "This is our mission. The Demon King should not have any chance of resurrection. Humanity has long passed the test of the gods, and we should exist in the world with a great attitude."

This answer made Xia Di feel a little relieved. Obviously, the elders were already prepared.

Before I came to hold them accountable, they had already prepared everything.

A bunch of old guys!
Xia Di didn't like this bunch of old bastards. It was like the choice they had made together in the past, imposing God's righteousness on him, forcing him to make that choice. And it was like now, Bai Luther should pay for his mistakes and show his loyalty to God with death... These old bastards actually wanted to protect him... The church had long been corrupt...

if not……

"In that case, I would like to ask the elders to help contact the major kingdoms. We can form a Demon King Resurrection Suppression Council and contribute our own strength to defeat the Demon King. Is that okay?"

"I will follow the orders of the Saint Lady."

……

"A. Sion."

Hearing this call, the woman sitting cross-legged on a boulder slowly opened her eyes. She was wearing something like gauze, with only her private parts slightly thicker, leaving the rest of her body barely visible. To put it bluntly, even many prostitutes wouldn't dress so revealingly.

But this woman was A. Cion.

The being with the name of Saint who is active in this era, the teacher of the brave A. Godora, the one who personally gave him the name of A.

"You're still dressed so coolly as always, making it hard to tell where to look."

A.Xion looked at the person in front of him calmly: "If you are here to say this, you can get out of here."

"Don't be so upset, Master Sword Saint. I just want to know, when you killed Frodonic before, did you confirm A. Godora's strength? Did you fight him tentatively?"

A. Sion looked at the man beneath his boulder, frowning slightly. "Is the wise king so free? You must have more things to deal with than you can handle. What's the point of asking me now?"

"The Wise King also has things that interest him... So, you didn't fight him?"

"What's the point in fighting him? I lost to him back then, which is why I gave him the name of Ah Zhi Ming. As time passes, I won't be able to defeat him. He is a natural swordsman."

The virtuous king smiled helplessly, "He's clearly been in decline for years, yet you seem to have so much confidence in him."

"So, what do you want to say?"

"A. Godora, along with the Demon King, the Bloody Queen, and an unknown entity, attacked Naluen. During the battle, Godora's sword shattered, and he tore off Saint Xia Lu's two arms. Those arms have likely now become alchemical materials... This is the information provided by the church."

A. Sion was silent.

The wise king continued, "As you can see, if the information is true, I'm afraid the former hero has already given up his sword. In that case, won't you go and reclaim your glory?"

"Wise King, this cheap provocation is pointless. If I were to take action, I wouldn't need your advice."

"It's really... you're so unwelcoming to me. In that case, I'd better leave early."

The wise king left.

A. Sion looked towards the distance.

"I've already given up the sword..."

Her eyes fell on the lake in front of the boulder, which reflected the clear sky and A. Sion's own face.

"You will come one day, right?" Ripples appeared on the water, just like the fluctuating heart of a person.

……

It should be said that thanks to Mohe suddenly raising the artificial sun into the sky, Dora was able to make a choice less quickly and he had some time to think.

The rhythm of the mansion seemed to have returned to its previous state.

The entire world was in turmoil over the Demon King's resurrection. Various factions were preparing their own affairs, but the Demon King himself was diligently cultivating his fields. Moher tended his grape fields as if they were his own children. She spent several days creating a large magical barrier, which would conceal visitors from the illusionary landscape and prevent them from discovering her artificial sun. Then, using dwarven craftsmanship, she diverted water from the river and dug a reservoir within her mansion, where she planted something resembling a lotus seed pod.

Of course, watering can actually be done with magic, but in the words of experts, "Not all magic is good for crops. Some crops are more precious, and once the concentration of unsuitable magical elements is too high, they will die immediately... If possible, try not to rely on magic." - I received advice similar to this.

Moher also made careful references.

She really was like a lord caring for her own land.

Meanwhile, Moher began finding "jobs" for the other people in the mansion. Moher herself made some small alchemy tools to cover her daily expenses, and she'd recently been teaching Lisiduo micro-weaving. Honestly, it was hard to imagine the Vampire Queen weaving at a loom.

But that's the situation now.

However, it also seems to be a little different.

"Humans always refer to high-level magicians as 'Weaving Hands.' This shows that humans instinctively believe that magic is woven," Moher said. "However, as my creation, you are naturally able to use the various magics I bestowed upon you upon your creation... As an immediate combat force, I have not provided you with careful instruction, and I presume you have never considered refining your magical skills."

She pointed out Lisiduowei's problem directly: "People like Xia Di can explore the school of combat priests in peacetime, and then let their own bodies approach the nature of God. Give her a few decades or even hundreds of years, and she may also be able to touch eternity - you should think about it, why can't you?

You're clearly still guarding the left hand that symbolizes eternity. If it were my hand that was guarded by Shadi, she would have already achieved eternity, and my right hand would be a burden to her. There's a huge gap between your talents and hers. You should rethink your magic from the very beginning."

Of course, Mohe knew the intentions of humans. A life like Lisiduowei was originally a semi-eternal life. Even if she was given true eternity, it would be easy to control her. But someone like Xia Di possessed powerful strength and huge prestige. If she was given true eternity, it would be hard to imagine whether Xia Di would be the one who dominated the world after a hundred years.

Therefore, by letting Xia Di guard the right hand that symbolizes the curse, her essence can be worn away, making her less "powerful".

Humans always like to check and balance the strong, or let the strong check and balance each other... What an insecure race.

Lisiduo listened to Mohe's explanation with a vague understanding, and learned to weave awkwardly.

Rose, on the other hand, was seriously fulfilling her duties as a maid. Her current task was to wear a maid outfit and serve the people in the mansion, including Doro. Although Moch always said that Doro was a guard, Rose seemed to prefer spending her time on Doro. When others didn't need Rose to do anything, she would always wear a maid outfit and hang out in Doro's cabin.

The same is true for Lisdo Micro.

But the difference is that recently Rose always comes over with some fresh refreshments, and she seems to be studying these things herself.

Whether she was the new hero Frodonic in the past or the enchanting demon now, what she did was a little too inappropriate, just like a real maid.

"Master Doro, what do you think of this pudding? Moher gave it a high evaluation." Rose made something new and brought it over. "Try it too."

Dora picked up a piece of pudding with a fork and put it in her mouth.

It feels soft, cool and somewhat chewy, and the sweet taste spreads in the mouth.

"Oh~ That's pretty good! Rose! You're really talented! This is a great example! I feel like you could open a shop with your skills!"

"That's not an exaggeration, Master Dora~"

The girl blushed and smiled: "However, if Master Duo Luo eats the pudding I made, he must do me a favor~"

"Ok?"

"Actually, I did."

"Who?"

"It's annoying~ Don't you know that?"

"……teacher?"

"Yes~"

　Ask for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)