Virtually all the powers in the world have been defined. And beyond the scope that Mohe and Doro can determine, there are forces such as the Dragon Race that were scared away by Mohe many years ago to the sea surface, or the Lizardman species that were slaughtered by the Shapeshifter Demon and later transformed—these are the kinds of races.

These races are considered minority races, not necessarily lacking in strong individuals, but their numbers fall far short compared to the Elves, Dwarves, and Humans. What's more, some races have issues with reproduction, like the Dragon Race, which is peculiar in that you might say it has a weak reproductive ability, yet it can breed with any race. If you say its reproductive ability is strong—only when breeding with its own kind, the efficiency of pregnancy is low, and an egg often takes decades to hatch. Though indeed powerful, this doesn't allow the race to truly become a major race.

Of course, if you count the many dragon subspecies in the world, like the Earth Dragons reared by humans, then "dragon-like" beings are still quite numerous. You could barely call them the fourth race.

But would the dragons return to lead?

Mohe is not too hopeful. Originally, there was a misunderstanding.

The potion Mohe provided to some girls to seduce Doro was actually prepared for the dragons, and the Demon King has always been indulgent in this regard.

Initially, the King of Dragons approached Mohe, making a request to this great Demon King.

"Great Demon King! Your faithful servant needs your help."

Like this, the King of Dragons transformed into the image of the Demon Race and knelt before Mohe.

"Our people enjoy mating with other races but have little interest in their own kind. Although our race has a long lifespan, the birth rate is inherently low, and the incubation requires a long time. Plus, others covet our eggs—the race is already in jeopardy!"

This King of Dragons hoped Mohe would think of a solution.

Mohe personally felt, if even the female dragons are uninterested in male dragons, then they would rarely be in heat, further lowering the already low conception probability. And if male dragons are uninterested in female dragons, then simply put... what can be done?

Thus, she didn't really want to intervene in such matters; after all, why should a dignified Demon King bother with the reproduction of other races?

However, the King of Dragons, being a significant figure, cried before Mohe. Mohe couldn't hold back, and this King of Dragons was indeed shameless. Plus, she herself, being a female dragon, had no mate! Without leading herself in reproduction, what would other dragons think?

But this King of Dragons also had a point, saying something like "A king must not be biased; if I had a favored dragon, it would surely cause internal bias that prevents fair judgment."

Mohe was indifferent to such philosophy but wouldn't criticize others' ways of ruling.

Though indifferent, she couldn't really ignore it, besides she had leisure time, so she did some research—surprisingly, she developed an unexpectedly effective potion. The King of Dragons took the potion eagerly back to use on her dragons—less than a year later, the dragons fled.

The King of Dragons tearfully came over to bid farewell, saying her species had abandoned her, making her an isolated leader, while the other dragons had gone to the sea, claiming they were under her cruel rule, so she was forced to leave as well.

Although Mohe found this quite ordinary—she wouldn't say anything like keeping them. After all, increasing the number of dragons was her idea, the dragons had some things suitable as alchemical materials, and being at sea isn't like disappearing, they can be fetched whenever needed.

Recalling past events, Mohe couldn't help but smile on her face: "Wise King, how will you deal with the forces on Doro's side?"

"Is this considered an examination?"

"This is considered chatting, I said if I let you wield power then you wield power, if you want to cede it to me it doesn't matter, after all, this war doesn't truly impact anything. After this war, there are two more battles unrelated to you, if I win those two, then this war is also a trivial matter."

The Wise King stared at Mohe: "Is winning two out of three trivial?"

"You know, the most important match is just me and him single-handedly, if I win the other two but lose in this one, I can only trust Doro's character, yet Doro has both capriciousness and authority to violate," Mohe straightforwardly said, "Hence, losing this war would not worsen my situation, winning is merely icing on the cake."

The Wise King couldn't quite grasp her reasoning, as she wasn't from this realm and couldn't truly empathize with Mohe and Doro, but she still said, "Dealing with the White Church and the Alchemist Association is actually relatively easy. The real challenge is the Mage Union. The foundation of the White Church and Alchemist Association lies in the numerous common people, meaning those in lower positions. These people have had little formal education and frankly speaking, are easy to deceive. At least, this isn't difficult for me, the crux lies in dealing with the members of the Mage Union, these noble individuals receive advanced education and are continually scheming against others. They trust no one, which is also a lack of solidarity... yet it's relatively hard to deal with."

"On our side, we possess the Dwarf Race and the Elf Race, the high-end combat power of the Elf Race is currently insufficient, though the mid-tier combat power is decent. The Dwarf Race's strength has been preserved completely, but when combined with the humans I've cultivated, it's still much less than them. In comparison, your position is quite uncomfortable. What's more, the high-end combat power lacks as well... frankly speaking, even I don't have the confidence to win."

Mohe nodded: "A reasonable judgment. So, what do you plan to do?"

"In this war, to what extent will you and Doro intervene?"

"No intervention, just observing. Furthermore, it won't be a real war—I've already begun constructing a battlefield using reflections. Everything will be reflected on that battlefield. I won't even provide you with any advice… do you understand my meaning?"

"You mean you both will directly become mascots."

"Exactly."

The Wise King fiddled with her hair, the action was quite natural—it looked just like an ordinary young girl, though she had long hair previously, so it wasn't unusual: "I understand, in this case, there's a possibility of winning, since the weaknesses of those people are quite evident."

"Good, very spirited."

Mohe then stopped questioning further: "Next, you can discuss related matters with the Dwarf King, Nature Ranger, and our Miss Song of the End. As for the leaders of minority races, decide who you want to meet, I'll arrange it for you. Rose will assist you in these matters."

After arranging these matters, Mohe once again arrived in the World of the Dead.

She met with the Snow Elf sisters.

"I don't quite understand why you want to contend with Doro; your relationship shouldn't be like this."

The Elf evidently found this situation hard to understand.

Mohe sighed: "I have no choice. I also don't want to fight with Doro; it was good to maintain our original relationship, but I underestimated Doro's desire—like back then, I anticipated his growth, yet never imagined he'd surpass me directly in that battle. I underestimated his want and determination to win."

Logically, Doro, who was weaker than Mohe initially, gained stronger power through battling her; he shouldn't be able to surpass her. After all, once learning everything from her, that should be it? Yet at that time, Doro defeated Mohe.

And now, it's the same.

Mohe helplessly said: "I never expected to fail twice on the same aspect. I underestimated Doro's desires—I induced him into decadence, making him indulgent, intending to make him more controllable and useful to me. I never wanted to push him to a confrontational situation with me. I wish to maintain a good relationship with him... yet Doro's desires are truly frightening, you know? I can feel she has her eyes on me!"

Saying this she noticed the sisters' expressions: "What expressions are those? You seem not surprised?"

Elf and Roland exchanged a glance, then the more articulate Roland slowly said: "We think this isn't an unexpected situation, after all, shouldn't you reflect on what exactly you did?"

"What?"

"While serving as a maid, I heard Lisidorwei mention, when you're in the hot spring and Doro enters, you not only don't avoid him but instead openly show your body to him, even inviting him to soak together and have heart-to-heart talks."

"Is there any problem with that?"

"The fact he didn't pounce on you at the time was already him restraining himself greatly, I think that's the case."

Mohe didn't understand: "Don't you know Doro? With beauties like Lisidorwei by his side, along with the Rose that I specifically created as the Charming Demon, and the forbidden Ah Xion—their figures are all excellent. When I bathed with him, my body didn't differ much from it now, lacking any female traits, yet Doro didn't make a move on those girls, how could he make a move on me? Just like Elf, didn't you also attempt to seduce Doro before, and he did nothing to you?"

Elf's expression became complicated: "Mohe, this is different."

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