The Reborn Demon King Girl-Chapter 297 - 154 Ambiguous Feelings_2

That was not her own power.

So, even if someone won, if there was no such quality, perhaps—it would just be another Charlette appearing.

"You’re quite cruel, aren’t you?"

"I don’t deny it."

...

"Breto, you’ve done well, the power we can strive for is great, but you must not forget one thing."

Breto looked at his mother, "I know, Mom, Father is always watching us, so even if we must fight, we should limit it to a display of abilities, not resort to brutal means and kill our brothers and sisters."

This was what the Wise King had always been emphasizing to Breto. Hearing her 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 Lu Lu’an, and you are smarter than Lu Lu’an. She inherited the traits of both her father and her mother, but neither your father Doro nor Lisidorwei are exceptionally wise. It’s purely her traits, but this is not the quality needed by a king."

"Pure..."

Breto’s expression was somewhat complex: "But if she inherits from Father, perhaps she could reach his realm."

The Wise King hesitated for a moment and then extended her hand to stroke her child’s head: "Breto, if there’s such a possibility, then you should help her."

"...Help her?"

"Yes, help her. Do everything in your power to help her reach that realm, to let her become the same kind of life form as your father."

Bref did not understand.

He never thought that the mother who had been training him since childhood, telling him to surpass all the other children, would say such words.

And the Wise King seemed the same, with her expression full of something called "affection," anyone familiar with her would know that this was the expression she wore when she earned the title of Wise King.

A deep love for humanity.

For humanity, she would spare no effort.

"You asked such a question today, making me truly feel that, Bref, you’ve grown up. You’ve begun to pay attention to these matters, noticing things that should concern an adult." Her tone was so gentle, having always been strict with Bref, yet now spoiling him, "Has anyone ever told you, I became your father’s woman only as a form of revenge? A kind of revenge your father had against me."

"Mother..."

The Wise King said gently: "You don’t need to doubt it, I’ve never rewritten the history recorded, the things that happened in the past, you who enjoy reading and examining historical records, have already understood. So you work hard. You know your father doesn’t love me, so naturally, you think he wouldn’t love you, so you plan to prove yourself to him, right?"

"..."

His mother had seen through everything.

Bref knew just how exceptional the wisdom possessed by this mother of his, who bore the title of Wise King, truly was.

"I actually love him."

The Wise King suddenly said: "When I met him for the first time, I initially thought that so-called Hero was nothing but a lie woven by the White Church to further enhance faith, so I intended to defeat this so-called Hero... But after meeting him, I knew that if anyone could defeat the Demon King, it would be him."

"It sounds like something you wouldn’t do, Mother."

"Yeah~ isn’t it incredible? I met someone just once, and I believed in them. At that time, I knew I had to become his support, resolve all his problems for him, let him maintain that purity he possessed. With that purity, he would surely defeat the Demon King. And it proved true."

Bref did not understand.

He looked at his mother, full of doubts: "But Mother, you plotted against Father, you intended to kill him."

"Yes, I plotted against him, I intended to kill him, there’s no denying that, that’s something I did." Even while speaking of this, the Wise King still wore a gentle smile on her face, "But that doesn’t mean I hated him. If, at that time, he had really died, and if Mohe had really died too, then I would have unified this world."

She seemed to reminisce, or perhaps hypothesize: "By then, there would only be one supreme race in the world, and that would be humans. I would become the Human King in the true sense, not the so-called Wise King, not the so-called Only King. After that, I would guard his tomb to atone for my sins. The premise being... if he really was dead."

"Mother, I don’t understand."

"My child, you don’t need to overly understand this." The Wise King still stroked his head, "You don’t have to force yourself, although you are his child, you are also my child, you don’t have Lu Lu’an’s purity, but you are quite like me. I won’t require you to reach the domain your father expects, I only hope you don’t walk the same path I did."

"But..."

Bref voiced a doubt he had always had: "But I heard, Mother, that you gave birth to me to complete things you couldn’t finish yourself..."

"Mohe is really a chatterbox. Does she think she’s the only one who knows everything in the world?" The Wise King complained slightly, "Too meddlesome... However, maybe, initially, it was like that. Bref."

"Initially?"

"People change, Bref, when I was pregnant with you, I had many expectations for you, I wanted you to surpass me, I wanted you to complete the things I couldn’t. But, Bref, when carrying you, watching my belly grow little by little, and finally, you were born, slowly growing, and then the first time you called me Mom, I felt a genuine happiness. Though it seems you don’t call me that much now."

"..." Bref blushed slightly.

The Wise King smiled and said, "But, from that moment, I knew, whether or not you could do what I expected, it didn’t really matter. What’s important is how you intend to live, whether you can lead a life with no regrets."

"Then, Mother, with that..."

"Your conflict with Lu Lu’an needs to happen." The Wise King said, "This is a little bit of your mother’s selfishness because it is her love for your father. He expects the emergence of a life in that realm, and the only ones who might achieve that are you, with the Seed of Curse, or Lu Lu’an, with the Seed of Blessing. You need to grow continuously in the struggle, use each other as sharpening stones, step by step towards that realm. Perhaps you could both succeed, perhaps neither of you has that capability. But I think, for you, it is also a very important thing."

"Mother, I understand."

"Mm, good child."

...

"Lu Lu’an, how was your work today?"

"Very smooth, Mom." Lu Lu’an smiled at her mother, inheriting Doro’s blonde hair. In fact, her appearance was very similar to Feiker’s, that is, Doro in a female state—after all, she is a life born from the combination of Doro’s and Lisidorwei’s blood, and Doro’s blood is fundamentally stronger than Lisidorwei’s—tracing back to the root, Lisidorwei herself has Doro and Mohe’s blood, so, if calculated, Lu Lu’an is a being composed of three-fourths Doro and one-fourth Mohe lineage.

She resembles Doro, or in many ways, Feiker, but the most critical thing is those pitch-black eyes. Very much like Mohe.

But the aura she exudes is completely different from Mohe’s that is mysterious and demonic, instead, it is bright and cheerful.

"Father is really something, suddenly taking Mohe away... He’s just like a child, acting willfully!" Complaining about her father this way.

Hearing this complaint, Lisidorwei couldn’t help but smile: "Isn’t that kind of nice too? As an Eternal Life Form, your father is still just a baby and will never grow up."

"Mom! That’s too biased of a statement!"