Chapter 233: Ambiguous Emotions
Duo Luo actually wanted to think of Mo He's so-called research and investigation in a rather crooked way.
However, now he actually knew what Mo He meant.
In the past few years, Mo He actually did not admit that "Duo Luo liked her".
She thought Duo Luo was simply attracted by her beauty, and had thoughts about her because she was a demon king. Men just like to conquer beings stronger than themselves, and want to see the humiliation of beings stronger than themselves, or the appearance of them enjoying themselves under them.
So she cooperated very well.
As long as Duo Luo was satisfied, his interest in her would naturally fade. Mo He could understand this feeling very well. She had been interested in many things over the long years, such as alchemy, magic, sculpture, architecture... After she satisfied her desire in this field, she naturally lost interest and began to pursue other fields.
So it was the same with Duo Luo... She had originally thought so. As long as she satisfied his desire to conquer, his curiosity, and his possessiveness, he would naturally lose interest in her. There was a similar saying among humans, such as "no one recognizes you after you pull up your pants." Simply put, getting something is not that important to a person.
But many years have passed.
Duo Luo and herself are beings of the same level... so they have the same ideas.
Mo He never thought so.
Beings of the same level, perhaps it is true. Duo Luo has eternal life, and he will have a long time, but Mo He knows better than anyone that Duo Luo is a human.
At least, now, Duo Luo, who has less than 50 years to live, is undoubtedly a human. His thoughts are human thoughts, his wishes are human wishes, and his cognition is human cognition. No matter what kind of knowledge he gains, the fact that he is a human will not change.
More than ten years is long enough for humans.
It is enough to verify the true thoughts of a human being, not to mention that Duo Luo has the qualifications to be willful.
As a man with the most powerful violence and power in the world, he does not need to hide his will from anyone, nor does he need to regulate himself for the sake of so-called face. For any of his actions, someone will make up for him. The only thing in the world that can limit him is himself.
He just abides by some rules that belong to him.
So, in this situation now, even Moher has to think that Dora may not think the same as he imagined.
He really likes himself.
Like...
love.
The devil can't tell such feelings. In fact, Moher can't tell any type of emotion, happiness, sadness, pain, pleasure.
In the battle in Butuo City, Moher said that Star Tears is an alchemical tool that needs sadness and pity to activate, but that is actually a lie.
After all, Moher himself can't tell that kind of emotion.
In the long years, joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, separation, and reunion have long become ambiguous. Each emotion seems to be connected with other emotions, and each feeling does not seem to exist alone. The longer the time she has experienced, the more chaotic her emotions are. At certain times in history, she even forgot these corresponding nouns.
She is always watching.
Sometimes she also wonders, what is the meaning of her life? Perhaps, when she was killed by Duo Luo, she also felt a feeling called liberation, and the long life finally got the relief when it ended-but she still did not die, and chose to revive again and chose to fight Duo Luo.
"Let's clean up the ominous."
"Okay."
Mo He smiled.
In fact, since she was reborn, she has not controlled her expression much, although many times, Duo Luo and others think that she, the demon king, is pretending, but what's the point? She just follows her ambiguous feelings and reacts instinctively with this body. That is the embodiment of her heart.
Moher's eyes turned into gold and silver, and her sight spanned a long distance: "The struggle is about to begin, Mr. Doro."
"I don't care about the struggle itself. I just hope that in such a struggle, some of my children will reach our realm through such a struggle." Doro expressed his thoughts. This idea is just like Moher's at the beginning, letting the world develop on its own, and then looking forward to the birth of creatures that can match him.
Doro is of course more compassionate than Moher, or in other words, he is more selfish, so the seeds of blessing, the seeds of curse, the crown of the only king - if there is really a child who can reach this realm, these things are enough to become the nourishment for the child to be promoted.
But in fact, Doro knows better than anyone.
If there is no such qualification... even if you give more, it will be meaningless, just like Xia Di now.
Even if she has almost all the power of the goddess and barely stands in the same realm as Doro and Moher, she will never be able to compete with either of them.
That is not her own power.
So, even if someone wins, if they don't have this qualification, maybe - it will just be one more Xia Di.
"You are really cruel."
"I don't deny it."
...
"Brato, you did a good job. We can gain a lot of power, but you can't forget one thing."
Breto looked at his mother: "I know, mom, father is always watching us, so even if we have to fight, we must limit the fight to the display of ability, rather than using cruel means to kill brothers and sisters."
This is what the wise king has been emphasizing to Bretto. Hearing his child's words, the wise king showed a satisfied smile: "Yes, my child, this is the most important thing. You don't have to worry about the future. You are stronger than Luluan, and you are smarter than Luluan. She inherited the characteristics of her father and her mother, but whether it is your father Doro or Lisiduowei, the wisdom is not high. Purity is her characteristic, but this is not the quality that the king needs."
"Purity..."
Bretto's expression was a little complicated: "But if she inherits from her father, she may be able to reach her father's realm."
The virtuous king was stunned for a moment, and then she stretched out her hand and stroked her child's head: "Brato, if it is possible, then you should help her." "
... Help her?"
"Yes, help her. Do your best to help her reach that realm and let her become a life form like your father."
Brave didn't understand.
He never thought that the mother who had trained him since he was a child and told him to surpass all other children would say such words.
The virtuous king seemed to be the same. Her expression was full of things called "kindness". If people who were familiar with her knew that this was the expression of the virtuous king when she was named the virtuous king.
Deep love for mankind.
For mankind, she would do anything.
"You asked such a question today, which made me feel that, Brave, you have grown up. You have begun to pay attention to these things, and noticed those things that adults should pay attention to." Her tone was so gentle. She was always strict with Brave, but now she was doting on him. "Has anyone ever told you that my becoming your father's woman was just a kind of revenge? A kind of revenge of your father against me."
"Mother..."
The wise king said gently: "You don't have to doubt it. I have never rewritten the records of history. You who like to read and check historical materials already know everything about what happened in the past. So you worked hard. You know that your father doesn't love me, so you naturally think that he won't love you either, so you plan to prove yourself to him, right?"
"..."
His mother saw through everything.
Brave knew the wisdom of his mother. How superb were the methods of his mother who bore the name of the wise king?
"I actually love him."
The wise king suddenly said these words: "When I first met him, I initially thought that the so-called hero was just a lie woven by the White Church. In order to further strengthen the act of faith, I planned to thwart this so-called hero... But after meeting him, I knew that if there was one person who could defeat the Demon King, it must be this person."
"It sounds like this is not something you would do as a mother."
"Yeah~ It's incredible, right? I just met a person once, and I just believed in him like that. At that time, I knew that I must be his backing, solve all his problems for him, and let him maintain the purity he has. With that purity, he will definitely be able to defeat the Demon King. Facts have proved that this is correct."
Brave didn't understand.
He looked at his mother with confusion: "But mother, you planned a conspiracy against father, and you planned to kill him."
"Yes, I planned a conspiracy against him, and I planned to kill him. There is no denying that this is what I have done." Even when talking about this, the wise king still had a gentle smile on his face, "But this does not mean that I hate him. If, at that time, he really died, and Mohe was really dead, then I would unify the world."
She seemed to be recalling, and also like a hypothesis: "By that time, there will only be one supreme race in the world, that is, humans. I will become a true human king, not the so-called wise king, the so-called only king. After that, I will go to guard his tomb. Atone for him. The premise is... if he is really dead."
"Mother, I don't understand."
"My child, you don't have to understand this too much." The wise king still touched the child's head, "You don't have to force yourself. Although you are his child, you are also my child. You don't have the purity of Luluan, but you are very much like me. I won't ask you to reach the realm that your father expects. I just hope that you will not take the same path as me."
"But..."
Brave said the doubts he had all along: "But, I clearly heard that, mother, you gave birth to me so that I could complete what you failed to complete..."
"Moher is really a talkative person. Does she think that she is the only one who knows everything in the world?" The wise king said with a little complaint, "Too nosy... But, maybe, at the beginning, it was like this. Brave."
"At the beginning?"
"People change, Brave. When I was pregnant with you, I had many expectations of you. I wanted you to surpass me. I wanted you to complete what I couldn't do. But, Brave, when I was pregnant with you, watching my belly grow bigger, and finally, you were born, grew up slowly, and then called me mom for the first time, I felt a kind of happiness from the bottom of my heart. Although you don't seem to call me that now."
"..." Brave blushed a little.
The Wise King smiled and said, "However, from that time on, I knew that no matter whether you could do what I expected, it was actually not important. What was important was how you planned to live and whether you could live a life without regrets."
"Well, mother, in that case..."
"Your struggle with Luluan needs to go on," said the Wise King. "This is a little selfish of mother, because it is mother's love for your father. He is looking forward to the emergence of life in that realm, and the only one who can achieve this is you who possesses the seed of curse, or Luluan who possesses the seed of blessing. You must continue to grow in the struggle, use each other as your whetstone, and move towards that realm step by step. Maybe you can both succeed, maybe you don't have that ability. But I think this is also very important to you."
"Mother, I understand."
"Well, good girl."
...
"Luluan, how was your work today?"
"Very smooth, Mom." Luluan smiled at her mother. She inherited Dora's blonde hair. In fact, her appearance is very similar to Fickel, that is, Doro in female form. After all, she is a life born from the combination of Doro's blood and Lisiduowei's blood, and Doro's blood is inherently stronger than Lisiduowei's blood. Tracing back to the source, Lisiduowei has Doro's and Moher's blood in her body, so, in total, Luluan is a life form composed of three quarters of Doro and one quarter of Moher's blood.
She is like Doro, or Fickel in many ways, but the most important thing is that pair of dark eyes. She is very similar to Moher.
But the temperament she exudes is completely different from Moher's mysterious and demonic temperament. Instead, she is sunny and cheerful.
"Dad, what a fool! He suddenly left with Moher... He is as willful as a child!" She complained about her father.
Lisiduowei couldn't help but smile when she heard such complaints: "Isn't this good? As an eternal life form, your father is still just a baby and will never grow up."
"Mom! You are too biased!"
(End of this chapter)
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