The Reborn Demon King Girl

"Our once great Hero, A·Gedora, would he abandon his campaign against the Demon King just because the Demon King was overwhelmingly powerful? In the end, he reached the Demon King and killed him—haven't we already seen Doro, now just a decadent old man, defeat the resurrected Demon King again? Because we have a decent relationship, and you even like me, would you spare defeating me and let me rule the world? Having personally chosen to be the Unique King and this path, you will not back down, Mr. Doro."

Mohe transformed into her adult form at this moment.

This is akin to a tacit understanding between Mohe and Doro; when Mohe takes on this form, it signifies she is speaking as the Demon King to the Unique King, rather than communicating with Doro as a Maid.

Though the maid outfit meant for a Lolita is nearly torn apart.

Well, indeed it was torn.

Yet Mohe makes no attempt to cover up, leaning against the edge of the bed, watching Doro with a half-smile: "I suspect you called me here to talk, not genuinely seeking my opinion, right? At this point, you no longer need my input; your knowledge, your understanding, your will are enough to sustain this Unique Empire. As the ruler of the world, you can wait for issues to arise before addressing them, either having me handle them or using your own power to resolve them…"

Here she paused: "So, you've actually made your decision already, only feeling somewhat uncomfortable inside, planning to confide in me—since you can't confide in the other girls around you. After all, this decision concerns their own selves and their children. You can only discuss this matter with me, who doesn't have your child. Aren't you glad you didn't get me pregnant?"

"If you had a child, then this issue wouldn't need consideration," Doro replied.

"Eh~ You really like me that much?"

Her golden and silver eyes brimmed with demonic charm, a gaze Doro used to dislike, yet recently found increasingly appealing. When Mohe looked at you with those eyes, you felt everything was unveiled, no secret could hide under their gaze—yet this power isn't due to the eye's symbolic meaning, not because they could pierce through space, truth, or falsehood, but due to the power of time.

It's the wisdom accumulated within these eyes from Mohe's countless years and experiences.

Such things are captivating.

"Perhaps as you said, before my children were born, you already knew that the struggle surrounding them was inevitable unless, as you suggested, I eternalize my reign as the Unique King," Doro sighed, "but that's impossible. I've realized that the Unique Kingdom, Unique King, is fundamentally unreasonable, especially since this world lacks true enemies."

Mohe looked at Doro: "So what you're suggesting is, for me to become the world's enemy again, enabling all major races to unite, giving the Unique King rightful legitimacy. Is that correct?"

"Some conflicts cannot be reconciled," Doro suddenly remarked, "Even as the Unique King, I can't resolve the inherent conflicts, like those between the Ratman Race and Catman Race, who have a natural inclination for conflict. If I intend to prevent their fight, I must either destroy both races or ask you to alter their 'roots', eradicating from foundation this intent to fight… but I can't do either."

"If I wished, I could do either," Mohe stated plainly, "So, what do you mean?"

"I plan to genuinely start transitioning power," Doro finally disclosed his intention, "Although the children are only ten at most, the major forces have already begun rallying around them. Despite these actions being concealed now, as you know, we can see them."

Doro's expression was stern: "This unavoidable struggle, though these conflicts haven't genuinely occurred before me, the world trends towards it. I suddenly realized, if the entire world united, it's essentially indistinguishable from not uniting the world. The conflict among major forces persists; only under my suppression, these conflicts might become more civilized, perhaps more acceptable—As you say, if I remain the Unique King indefinitely, this gentleness continues. But that possibly…"

He was shaken.

Mohe clearly knows—regarding the qualifications of being a king, Doro truly lacks them. His ascension as the Unique King was actually forcing himself; he isn't one to ruthlessly let people "die," even if provoked or angered by them, as long as he doesn't see it necessary, he won't kill them.

The Hero's praiseworthy feats are precisely what's least suitable for a ruler.

Simply put, he's not one who should wield power. The Unique Kingdom hasn't had unrest largely thanks to the Wise King's substantial efforts, who truly supported Doro wholeheartedly, likely believing her own children would inherit Doro's position, thus decided to prepare the groundwork for her children's ascension.

After all, everyone sees it; Doro won't be the Unique King forever. Even if he's become an Eternal Life Form, sitting in this position only torments him. If time stretches longer, perhaps like the Goddess, another consciousness, another soul might emerge within him—The phenomena capable from such a life form's will is extraordinarily mystifying.

By that time, Doro might become the source of the world's destruction.

Of course, no one tells Doro such things, but Doro himself is somewhat aware. Hence, he was finally wavering.

He possesses the power and wisdom of a king, yet lacks a king's character.

"If you feel unfit, let me take over. How about that?"

Mohe observed Doro's expression, leaning closer to Doro, almost entwined with him: "There's a better solution right here. You only have to be my king."

The gold and silver gaze intertwined with Doro's line of sight, even Doro, through these years, never grasped Mohe's thoughts. Just like now, Doro never expected Mohe would utter such words: "What do you mean?"

They looked into each other's eyes, unwavering.

As if gazing at the world's most precious treasure.

"I'll be the Unique King, ruling the world, and you just need to be my king, controlling everything about me. You tell me what kind of world you desire, and I'll shape the world accordingly. You express dissatisfaction, and I'll make you content. Governing the world is overly challenging for you; you lack the resolve. But governing me, for you, isn't bad, right?"

She continued gazing into Doro's eyes, her hand already caressing Doro's face: "This can be an answer satisfying all. You needn't rule the world; you just need to rule me, rule your family. How easy is that? Meanwhile, I'll realize my original wish, ruling this world."

This is completely a lie.

If she truly desired to rule the world, she would've done so long ago; she's merely awaiting "interesting opposers." Yet overturned it at her side.

Doro knows it.

He forcibly restrained Mohe, making her gaze avert from him.

"You know I've already decided. Why propose such a suggestion?"

"You really are… clearly intending to bully me, and I suppose you needn't find such excuses. May you be a bit gentler."