Chapter 34 The Teacher of the Two
Doro has a small wooden house at the entrance of the winery. In Moher's words, this is his "studio". He can freely decorate it as he likes. Apart from the rooms inside the mansion, this room is where he works.
There is a small window. As long as it is opened, you can see the situation outside. If there is an illegal invasion, Doro needs to fulfill his "guard" duties.
Compared with the rooms inside the mansion, Doro likes this small wooden house more.
He built a stove in this small wooden house, which can be used to grill meat, grill fish, make tea, and keep warm. Moreover, he will not meet Moher very often in this wooden house. He does not want to have too much contact with the Demon King.
Li Siduowei was called by Moher to be a secretary, or a housekeeper, and Rose would like to come to his house, although in theory Rose is also a "maid". She and Doro are both "servants" in the mansion.
Although the two are not very satisfied with this, after all, now both of them are working for the Demon King, there is nothing to say.
"Doro, you are very comfortable here~" Rose was lying on the small wooden bed that Doro prepared for her. She stretched her body lazily, showing her good body curves.
Doro was sitting on a small wooden stool, heating wine by her stove.
"Shouldn't you prepare tea and other things for them? Is it really okay to be lazy here?"
"My task is to seduce you, make you interested in my body, and then do that kind of thing. Maids are just talk." Rose directly told Moher the task he had given her, "Charm doesn't work on you, right?"
Doro was a very determined person. Rose's power as a charmer was useless to him. Of course, everyone has their own weaknesses, just like White Luther's weakness is his belief in God. Doro himself also has weaknesses.
But Rose didn't intend to do that. She didn't have the idea of completing the devil's task honestly.
"I heard from the Demon King that you tore off Shatti's hands when you were fighting?"
Dora looked at his bed: "Why did she tell you this?"
"She said that you and I both like Shatti, so she planned to make her hands into alchemical props named God's Left and Right Hands, and give them to us one each."
"...She really has a bad taste!"
Dora couldn't help but complain.
Rose agreed with this: "Who said it wasn't? Do you want the left hand or the right hand?"
"Did she say what effect these two arms would have after being made into alchemical props?"
"No."
Doro spread his hands: "What's there to say? Moher might not even do that."
He took out a few rock sugars from the jar next to him and threw them into the hot wine that was being boiled: "It would be great if there were roses. I've drunk this kind of wine in a certain city before. It's similar to rose tea and has a good flavor. But it requires great skill in brewing wine. How to lock in the fragrance is a very important issue."
"I heard that she also asked you to take on the task of wine tasting?"
"Yes, so I'm trying to restore the wine I drank in my memory and taste it again. This is not easy. I was confused in the past few years and couldn't remember it clearly."
A trace of guilt flashed across Rose's face, but she quickly changed the subject: "So, what do you think the Demon King is going to do?"
"What to do? Hasn't it always been obvious what she's going to do? It's as simple as dominating the world." Doro looked puzzled, "What's there to question?"
Rose rolled her eyes at Doro: "Do you really not know or are you pretending not to know? Would the Demon King waste time doing something like this? There are many ways to hide one's identity. I have to think that the wine produced later may become the Demon King's hand card like Xia Di's puppet."
"That won't have any impact."
Doro took the cup and poured the steaming wine into the glass. He took a sip. The pleasant taste and warm feeling made Doro close his eyes in enjoyment: "It tastes really good. It's a pity that this is a winery and not a tavern, otherwise I think I can sell this cup at a high price."
"Do you really want to help the Demon King resurrect?"
Doro opened his eyes instantly, his gaze fell on Rose: "Is this the question you want to ask, or did Moh instruct you to ask it?"
"Is there any difference?"
Doro was silent for a moment, then said: "It doesn't have any impact. In fact, there is nothing wrong with this world being ruled by the Demon King. Even if the demons are destroyed, what does it matter? I have never seen the arrival of light and peace."
"It's true that the Demon King wants to rule the world, but... if one day, humanity will be destroyed, I think it probably has nothing to do with the Demon King."
"If humanity really perishes, it will be caused by humanity itself."
Dora said something he would never say in the past. He took the wine glass and came to the bed: "Come on, get up and drink, don't drink in bed."
"Eh~ If you drink in bed, it will be more likely for something to happen, right?"
She lifted her maid outfit, revealing her white thighs to Dora's sight, but Dora just glanced at it casually and looked away. She put the wine glass to her lips: "Drink it or not, I'm too lazy to give it to you. Good wine and good things should not be wasted."
Rose immediately got up from the bed, snatched the glass of wine from Dora, and tasted it carefully.
"Honestly, Rose, have you guessed who attacked you? The one who killed you."
Rose rolled her eyes at Doro: "Don't you know the answer? Why are you asking now?"
"That's just a possibility, right?"
"Can you guarantee that when you say that?"
Doro couldn't help but sigh: "But, if she is so loyal to the Central Empire of Humanity, then from the very beginning, it should be her and me who should be fighting, not you."
"Who knows? What is our teacher, the Sword Saint, thinking? She obviously despises the nobles and power, and teaches us that only strength can lead to eternity, and power is just a tool that can be borrowed. But in the end, she is working for the Central Empire. Did the wise king catch her with some handle?"
"You don't know even though you have been in the capital for many years, so I don't know even more." Doro could only shake his head, "But we don't have any concrete evidence to prove it was her."
Rose rolled her eyes at Doro: "Does this kind of thing still require evidence? For people of our level, as long as we have the feeling in our hearts, it is enough to make a judgment. Evidence is not important at all. We should produce evidence to prove that it was not us who did it, but our teacher herself."
She paused, and said:
"Sword Saint, A.Xion."
(End of this chapter)
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