Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 33: Focus on Fighting!

"Shami! How do you also know the Great Growth Technique?! Isn't that magic exclusive to the Elf Race?"

Lureya was shocked, her mouth wide open, nearly enough to fit an entire Aikoya Fruit.

"I heard you chant the spell a few times before, remembered a bit, and then learned it."

Shami was still looking at the slime glowing in the sky.

Lureya instinctively nodded, then furrowed her brows.

Wait a minute, that doesn't make sense!

How could he possibly understand the Elf Language?!

Moreover, even she took half a month to barely manage to release it during the exam when she first learned that technique.

Now, a human villager can even learn the secret techniques of the Elf Race...

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The sky bloomed with a flourish of white light, and as this white light fell evenly on each slime, their size grew again.

[Name: Slime]

[Level: 5→10]

Nice! A level 10 slime now matches the combat power of an ordinary villager.

Boom boom boom!

The slimes descended from the sky, landing on the ground, and the clearing was immediately filled with bouncing blue jelly-like creatures.

And among Cash's men, 4 were instantly crushed by the slimes, leaving the remaining 5 circled in the center.

The offense and defense situation shifted!

"Take them all out."

Shami gave the slimes the order.

The scene immediately became lively.

Don't be fooled by the slimes' usual cuteness; they are not all harmless creatures.

Once Shami issued the attack command, the slimes, now serious, spared no effort to launch their attack.

Although their primary attack method is striking, their advantage lies in numbers, quickly eliminating five people.

Finally, only Cash remained, and the slimes surrounded the wounded swordsman tightly.

To prevent his escape, the highest-level Slime Jelly constantly monitored his movements.

Cash looked at Shami in shock, and at that moment, the intermittent sharp pain from his wound made him break into a cold sweat.

"You can control the slimes?" Blood flowed increasingly from the wound on Cash's back: "Are you one of the Demon Race? A Demon Envoy? Or perhaps the Demon King's Heir?!"

"Ah, none of those, just a villager." Shami shook his head.

"Nonsense! My wound has magic power suppressing the recovery of the flesh!"

Cash held the long sword, slowly standing up.

"And you, elf! Why is the Elf Race with the Demon King? The Light Elf should be at odds with the Demon Race."

Cash loudly questioned the blonde girl.

The flat-gold hair whistled.

"Ah, that's just people's prejudice against the Elf Race. Humans love to assume other races based on their familiar common sense and fixed thinking, which is essentially an unacceptable way of using oneself to judge others. The Elf Race actually doesn't have such a significant enmity with the Demon Race. The Elf Chronicles even record that the 23rd Demon King once had a good relationship with the Old Elf King. Besides, this guy says he's a villager! Even though he can command slimes, who doesn't know a couple of strange things these days!!"

"Ah...this..."

Cash was overwhelmed by Lureya's initially calm and later even counter-argumentative tone.

This elf must have already colluded with the Demon Race!

"Don't underestimate me."

Although the wound on his back had severely weakened Cash, he was still a level 45 greatsword master, retaining considerable strength, holding the sword slowly.

"I never intended to underestimate you."

Shami regripped the bloodied hoe.

This was a battle with Hwa at stake, and there was no way he'd take it lightly.

Cash raised his sword, and Sword Qi surged. The slimes around him pounced.

The battle erupted, the whole forest's maple leaves trembled.

[The Exiled Greatsword Master used Swordsmanship: Phantom Sword Dance, sword images swept like the wind, slime count -8]

[Slime used Impact, speedy but dodged.]

[The Exiled Greatsword Master used Swordsmanship: Backward Slash, slime count -4]

[Lureya attacked from the front, Shami used the hoe for a sneak attack, Theo lay on the ground, the three combined forces dealt a minor injury to the Exiled Greatsword Master.]

[Slime used Rebirth Skills, slime count +6]

[The Exiled Greatsword Master used Swordsmanship: Draw Sword Slash, part of the golden-haired elf's clothing was torn. The golden-haired elf covered her bare belly with one hand and fought with a single sword, battle power -10]

[A slime bounced back and forth on Theo.]

[Shami launched another sneak attack, using Eighteen Dragon-Slaying Hoes, successfully worsening the Exiled Greatsword Master's back wound.]

Shami retracted the hoe, as battle updates constantly fed back into his mind, frowning with a few black lines on his forehead.

"What kind of battle is this?! Stop covering your stomach! Your battle power is already decreasing! That slacking slime, come back and keep working! Theo is just lying there! How come there's damage attributed to him?!"

Five minutes later, both sides withdrew to a distance.

The blonde elf was already an exhausted bow, her strength drained, her face flushed, her insignificant chest heaving with rapid breaths. Cash's sword was swift, cutting multiple slashes into her clothing, revealing the white skin beneath.

Though mostly on her thighs, belly, and waist, the three vital points were still well-protected.

Shami wasn't much better off either, making several attacks but only the last one resulted in real harm to Cash.

Cash's condition was much better than theirs.

Though wounded, the level 45 greatsword master still had formidable strength, easily dealing with the slimes. Now, only twenty-four of the original sixty slimes remained alive.

"What, is that all you've got?"

Cash sneered.

Things were looking up.

Despite the throbbing pain from the wound on his back, he was entirely capable of dealing with both of them within five minutes before tending to his wound.

He activated his Eye of the Duel to assess the odds of victory.

[Eye of the Duel: Win Rate 51%]

Cash froze.

Although the Eye of the Duel provided only an estimated win rate, influenced by real factors, seeing his probability drop from 98% to 50% left Cash unable to maintain his previous poise, his heart skipped a beat, and his breath grew uneasy.

No way, that low?

It was almost turning into a coin flip.

He hadn't fought with such a low win rate in the past five years.

A quick resolution was necessary.

After catching the scent of possible defeat, Cash drew his sword and assumed a stance to use his strongest swordsmanship.

"I'm done playing house with you."

Shami had been running Insight lv.1 but hadn't received any feedback during the battle. Finally, as Cash made a move, a two-second image appeared in his mind.

"Lureya, get down now!"

Shami jumped up into the air with the hoe, shouting to the Tablet Spirit behind him.

"Huh?"

Lureya, unable to react in time, had a curse pattern flash across her smooth abdomen, causing her to fall uncontrollably to the ground.