Mohe's estate began its busy work.

Picking grapes and then brewing them, although theoretically, the people present could use magic or move at super speed to quickly complete the work, Mohe had no intention of doing so.

She even hired several farmers from Baixi Town, offering them a certain remuneration to help with the picking.

The others were responsible for supervising.

The materials for creating the fourth-generation vampires were already complete, and Mohe slowly proceeded with the processing. She wasn't as anxious as Rose was back then.

After all, Lisidorwei's life was still quite long.

It is worth mentioning that Ah Xion, after bringing over enough materials, stated that he must return to the Human Central Empire for a period of time.

This was naturally to be expected. After all, he was the "Sword Saint." No matter what, in the current political turmoil, he needed to return to stabilize the situation.

"Do you really dare to let her leave? She's not a very smart person. If the Wise King or others detect anything unusual, they might try to trick or coerce her into revealing your location. At that time, you would be in great danger."

Doro had asked Mohe this.

Mohe seemed indifferent: "Isn't that why you are here? With your protection, I feel very safe~"

Although she said this, Doro felt she probably didn't expect to rely on him; in other words, Mohe had likely set up some kind of trap.

He just didn't know the exact form and arrangement of the potential trap.

How should one put it? Should it be said, as expected of Mohe?

Similar to the fermentation of wine—the simplest method is to crush all the grapes. The grape skins, with something akin to gray mist on them, contain the necessary elements for fermentation. This was no problem for Mohe, who once had eyes that could see through everything. For humans today, however, it remains an unknown secret. They make some seemingly correct conclusions based on experience, and even if the principles aren't necessarily correct, they can reach the desired outcome.

The girl's fingers stirred in the prepared fermentation vat, stained with the crushed grape juice as she tasted her fingers carefully.

"Hmm... need to add some spices and sugar."

Mohe had already prepared these things. She indeed possessed the brewing techniques of the Demon Race. The detailed steps were described on the paper she had once given to Doro. Doro wondered if he had just accepted that paper and parted ways with Mohe back then... to what extent would Mohe have progressed now?

Without him, Lisidorwei would certainly have died in Butuo City.

The Demon King revived, took his eternal left hand, and killed the subordinates who had once betrayed her.

Perhaps, Mohe would collaborate with some human leaders.

The former Demon King would not have done such a thing, but the current Mohe... no one can say for sure. This Demon King seems to have learned enough lessons from past failures, becoming even more insidious compared to the past. Standing in front of her used to send chills down one's spine, but now she stealthily traps people within her snares.

With eternal life, even a pig would be invincible to the world.

Doro couldn't help but recall Mohe's words. For someone like her with eternal life, it indeed seems to be the case. She has ample time to try new things, to correct her "mistakes." Failure doesn't seem to mean much to the Demon King. Or perhaps... the quest to defeat the Demon King was never truly significant?

Maybe, throughout the long past, the Demon King was not only defeated once; it was just a small episode in her long years. In less than a hundred years, she would return to rule the world in an even more powerful form. And then, as time passed, people forgot the past, forgetting that the Demon King had once been defeated.

If that were so, for beings with eternal life, are the actions of these people akin to a play?

Just like the theater of the Human Central Empire, where every day, minstrel poets imbued with the scent of "art" offer their inspirations, sharing their journey's "tales" with people. To Mohe, perhaps, these people are indeed similar to such existences—not something to take too seriously, as they will eventually vanish. However, they provide her with insights, helping her grow?

Life...

The Hero in his thirties first realized the difference between those who pursue longevity and those with short lives.

He once sneered at those pursuing a long life, thinking that even if his own life were short, as long as he worked hard, he could live more brilliantly than those who had hundreds of years.

But perhaps...

Perhaps this doesn't matter to those people.

Doro watched Mohe checking vat after vat; he didn't know how many times in the past years Mohe had done things like winemaking. How much of the world's technology and civilization actually originated from this Demon King, like humanity's pursuit of art, initially perhaps sourced from the Demon King.

In her long life, how many things has she truly experienced?

Noticing Doro's gaze, Mohe turned around, "Do you want to have a taste too, Doro?"

"Ah... no, I'd rather wait until the wine is brewed and then taste it."

"Alright! And you say you don't understand! Isn't it that you understand better than anyone? Tasting the first sip after the wine is brewed is the most satisfying moment, where the joy of harvest and the hardship of brewing transform into a tangible experience." She indeed seemed quite knowledgeable, speaking clearly and logically.

To be fair, Lord Demon King can be a bit of a chatterbox sometimes, which always reminds Doro of the Snow Elf, Elf, who used to be a chatterbox as well.

Those with long lifespans always seem this way; their extensive life experiences are enough to support their ability to talk about any topic with anyone. They always know everything.

However, compared to the Demon King, the Snow Elf is just a little girl.

Mohe took out a silk handkerchief and wiped her hands, "I think this batch of wine should succeed, the next steps of fermentation and bottling... I hope they won't cause too much trouble."

"They" naturally referred to the higher-ups, the ones who control the world's fate.

In fact, this morning, the news that Saintess Charlette stepped down from her position as Saintess, and that the Church was going to re-select a Saintess, had already spread. The White Church has some method of communication that allows news to spread rapidly across various places, and the churches also have the responsibility of delivering messages.

This morning, the news was certainly brought to Baixi Town.

Even the farmers who came to the manor for harvesting today talked about this during the process, some saying the Saintess did such a thing out of guilt, so she abdicated voluntarily, others saying the Saintess must have her own deep reasons for doing so — in any case, Charlette indeed stepped down from that position.

But people still habitually called her Saintess, as if this title had already become exclusively hers.

It's hard for people to imagine the appearance of the next Saintess. Whoever becomes the next Saintess of the White Church will surely be compared to Charlette — it will be a lot of pressure.

Of course, even so, there are bound to be many people who want to become the Saintess.

Mohe gives the impression of a noble lord who likes to make a name for herself. She enthusiastically invited the farmers who came to her home for harvesting to attend a dinner party. For this, Rose started preparing all kinds of food from the morning... which doesn't seem like something Mohe would usually do, as typically, if you invite once but not the second time, people will gossip behind your back.

But Mohe didn't seem to mind.

In her words: "It's just inviting people temporarily. Later, I will get some servants who are completely obedient to us."

It sounds like she plans to directly create a batch of servants.

One must say, a Demon King who possesses the power of life creation is in a sense really no different from a god, as described in the Holy Record by the White Church, where humans are loyal servants to the gods, existing for the sake of the gods.

No one knows what kind of creature she plans to create.

Doro actually is quite curious.

Of course, Mohe was just saying that on purpose; she had no intention of creating new life. In the absence of permissions for creation and destruction being retrieved, creating new life is a very energy-consuming task, and she currently doesn't have any strong desire for creation.

The fourth-generation Vampire intends to conduct modifications on the existing foundation — creatures like the Charming Demon do not conform to Mohe's past aesthetics, thus reflecting on the failures after the tasting.

The effects of the result were not too satisfying either, at least not to the extent that Doro felt whether Mohe shouldn't have named this creature "Charming Demon". Perhaps it should have been named "Kitchen Demon". After all, Rose always stays in the kitchen, seeming very satisfied with the current state.

If they hadn't taken such a path back then, probably the guy named Frodonick would have become a famous chef.

Mohe plans to buy a batch of slaves.

The slave trade was "banned" after the Demon King was vanquished. At that time, when various races united as one, the only slaves allowed were Demon Race slaves. However — Mohe is certain, as conflicts between major forces erupt, the slave trade will resurge.

She plans to acquire a batch of Dwarves and Elves. Elves excel at farming, and Dwarves at smithing. Getting some humans to do housework, responsible for daily life, is the perfect state.

After all, when in Rome, do as the Romans do.

Since now she is human, naturally she has to imitate the behaviors and manners of human nobility.

She also has to slowly transform from a wine merchant to a noble~

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