"Although this room is in the corner, the lighting is very good. What do you think? If you're not satisfied, there are other rooms to choose from. As a guest, you can make requests."

Ah Xion twisted her supple waist, her figure looked extremely enchanting, but her expression was very cold. Doro was very accustomed to this demeanor of hers; this woman had always been like this. Nothing interested her except for matters concerning the sword.

"This room is quite good. You know, I never have demands on these matters."

Doro ignored the word "never" as he said, "Then wait here for a while. I'll get you some beddings and daily necessities."

Ah Xion nodded.

After Doro left, she went to the window by herself. Just as Doro had said, the sunlight in this room was excellent. Standing by the window, one could see the full view of the vineyard. The light poured through the windows, scattering on the floor, invoking a sense of peace.

It was a nice room.

Soon, Doro walked into the room, arms loaded with various items. He efficiently helped Ah Xion make the bed and organize various things.

The sound of bustling gave Ah Xion an illusion... Was this person really the one she was looking for?

This was not something that man, named A·Gedora, should be doing. He should have a sharp sword in his hand; he should be loyal to the sword!

Yet, at this moment, he truly looked like a laborer forced by life, nimbly and obediently working for an esteemed guest.

"You don't have to do this!"

Ah Xion blocked Doro's path, halting his actions.

She stood in front of him, dressed in such a revealing manner that it could easily lead to some inappropriate physical contact. If she accused him of harassment, it would be troublesome—although Ah Xion likely would never do that. However, Doro had long realized that people change. The once-arrogant Demon King might reveal a vulnerable side in the guise of a young girl. And the Hero who protected humans could become a languid uncle... It was only natural for even a Sword Saint to change.

"This is my job, Ms. Xion. Of course, if you don't need me to do this, it would also be beneficial to me; it would save me some trouble."

"Gedora! Have you really given up the sword?!"

Ah Xion's gaze lingered on Doro's waist. In the past, there would always be a sword hanging there, even if it wasn't the Hero's Sword—

The former scenes unfolded before Ah Xion's eyes.

Years ago, the youthful A·Gedora told his mentor, "I will carry a sword while eating, while sleeping, while walking... I want to treat the sword as my best companion and one day reach my mentor's level!"

However, there was no sword at his waist.

"Ms. Xion, I don't understand what you're saying. If you refer to sword skills, then I know a little. After all, as a guard, I have the duty to protect the mansion. It would be useful when someone misbehaves. However, as for giving up... Something never owned, how can it be given up?"

Something never owned?

Did he say he never owned a sword?

Suddenly, Doro's hand grasped Ah Xion's hand: "By the way, Ms., upon closer inspection, your hands are indeed very beautiful... Such beautiful hands, if only used to hold a sword, wouldn't that be a waste? I think they could be appreciated as a work of art."

Saying so, he lifted Xion's hand and gently kissed it.

"You!"

Doro then left the room.

Ah Xion stared blankly at her hand, which had just been kissed.

It wasn't because she felt shy from having her hand kissed, but because, for a moment, she intended to draw her sword. However, the instant that thought arose, Doro had already grasped her hand... In front of this person, she couldn't draw her sword — the conclusion astounded her.

This should not have happened; even if his strength hadn't diminished, it shouldn't have...

Especially since he had waned over these years—

Her hand was trembling.

She knew clearly that this was not the fear one might feel upon glimpsing Doro's power—rather, it was her heart that was excited, her body that felt joy. Doro had not grown weak from these years, even though his attitude was so resolute... In his battle with Frodonick, he hadn't even used his real strength!

Coming this time was the right decision.

...

"Master Mohe, why are you letting her stay here? Isn't this a very dangerous thing?" Rose, now as a creation of Mohe, should not be asking such questions. According to the hierarchy of the Demon Race, Mohe could directly kill her in such a situation.

However, Mohe would not lay a hand on her, because in a way, her being alive was because of Doro, so she could ask without fear of offending Mohe.

"Are you talking about our guest, Miss Xion? She is an honest guest. If she transforms into a Demon, she might become an unprecedented 'Sword Demon', right?" Mohe said with a hint of anticipation.

Rose frowned, "You should know that person is not interested in anything except the sword. She is a being born for the sword."

"Of course I know." Mohe seemed quite at ease, so much so that she calmly explained to Rose, "But isn't it because her heart holds only the sword that she is more likely to become part of the Demon Race?"

Rose did not understand.

Mohe explained, "Even though you've become a Charming Demon, you should understand humans the most. Rose, this is my advice to you: humans are human precisely because of their complex emotions. Those things that seem useless yet constitute a person—without those, they can't be called human. Those are the symbols of us, the Demon Race."

Rose stared blankly at Mohe. She had never imagined hearing such words from the mouth of the Demon King, hearing him defining humanity, while the Sword Saint Ah Xion, in the Demon King's definition, was a demon rather than a human.

"She is a person I'm very interested in. Her coming here is a kind of fate, a kind of destiny's guidance. When I met her, destiny was stirred. Should I avoid her? No matter what, I am the Demon King—besides, don't you want to take revenge on her? After all, she was the one planning to kill you... No, she already killed you. It was Doro who paid the price to bring you back. With such hatred, having her right next to you, isn't that something that should make you happy?"

She smiled slyly at Rose, "This is your chance for revenge, Rose. I invited her here for you. You can seek revenge on her anytime; there will always be an opportunity, don't you think?"

"Should I thank you, Demon King?"

"No need to be so polite. You are my servant, my precious property, so of course, I will help you well."

She watched Rose with interest, "How about I offer you some ways to get revenge? Didn't that person say her eyes hold only the sword? You goad Doro into attacking her, breaking her entirely on the spiritual level, making her abandon the sword... She will definitely show the most expected expression of collapse~"

It truly fits the evil quirks described in the stories about the Demon King, making one feel "this is exactly what the Demon King would do".

Previously, she thought the descriptions in the "Holy Record" might also have biases, but now it seems to be an accurate portrayal of the Demon King. This person's quirks being the reason for being jointly attacked by various races is well-deserved. The fact that she is not being hunted for such evil quirks is what is perplexing.

Such a suggestion sounds like a joke, yet the Demon King seldom jokes. Her unserious words are actually serious... just thinking about it is frightening.

"You just have to try your best~"

Mohe offered such encouragement.

...

The arrival of Sword Saint Ah Xion undoubtedly brought a massive impact to the mansion in Baixi Town. Lisidorwei already sensed the subtle atmosphere within the mansion. During her time as the Crimson Queen as a human, she actually had no contact with the Sword Saint. Though not familiar with him herself, she knew that this person was Doro's teacher.

Mohe's reasoning for the arrival of the other person was something she did not understand.

She was more worried about Doro.

The current situation might be quite bad for Doro. Demon King Mohe's malice was undisguised, even if Mohe truly intended to aid Doro in some sort of "transformation". This transformation would undoubtedly be exceedingly painful, not something that could be accomplished easily.

This Demon King had changed greatly since becoming Mohe, appearing gentler, more amenable, cuter than before... but in many ways, she had never changed.

That is to say—she would never grant you favor without reason, she would never love others, whatever she gave you, she would certainly take some other thing from you, granting you power yet making you endure hardship, offering you eternity yet likewise giving you constraints. This person had no concept of sympathy and compassion, nor would she harbor gratitude or affection for anyone.

After all, she is such a being.

Called the Demon Race, the king of the Demon Race, she never pays attention to the concerns of the Demon Race itself, called human, called a human girl, she doesn't regard human emotions either—in essence, she despises everything in existence, despite appearing very different from the past, the Demon King Mohe had actually never changed.

Whether it's Doro, Rose, herself, or Ah Xion—they all must face the trials bestowed by the Demon King.

Derived from themselves, the struggle.

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