Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 50: Facing the Hero, Let’s Surrender

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In the morning, after finishing his exercise, Shami went with the other villagers to the fields while the sun wasn’t too strong, to plow the land that would be used to plant things like tomatoes. Then he returned to his home.

After washing and cleaning his body, he began to work on his secondary job.

But standing inside the house, hesitating for a long while, he still couldn’t make up his mind whether to open the Teleportation Gate to wake the Tablet Spirit.

After yesterday’s battle, the Tablet Spirit’s heart seemed to be quite wounded.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, it was also because he hadn’t fully thought things through.

If he hadn’t suddenly had the idea to have a duel and said such grand words about defending the image of the Elf Race, maybe the Tablet Spirit would have resisted softly and conceded, not considering using such an extreme competition to win.

Shami’s hand had been hovering in the air for a while, and finally, he decided to put it down.

Forget it, let her take a good rest and adjust herself for the next few days.

Knock, knock, knock.

Just as he was about to head to the Maple Forest Clearing alone, there was a knock at the door.

Shami opened the door and found Lureya dressed in an elf short skirt. Her long golden hair tied into two loose pigtails down her back, with many strands elegantly draping over her shoulders.

"Not out yet at this time? If I were to go to the academy, I’d be late and punished to stand in the corridor."

The golden-haired girl crossed her arms, her eyes sparkled brightly, seriously staring at Shami.

"Why are you here?"

Shami was a bit surprised.

"Wasn’t it a big rest day yesterday? Today you should get up a little earlier. Speaking of which, it’s really unfair, why can’t I have a Teleportation Gate, you must have a Skill Book, teach me too."

The elf maiden maintained her arm-crossed pose, slightly leaning forward, complaining.

"There’s no such thing!"

Shami rebutted, his eyes falling on the golden-haired girl’s charming face, which no longer carried yesterday’s depression, but was fair and rosy.

"I thought it would take you at least a few days to recover your spirit."

Lureya furrowed her delicate eyebrows.

"There’s no such thing. Last night I went through the Elf Development Health Guidebook from school. The development of elf maidens varies. According to normal age classifications, from 70 to 120 years is the normal developmental stage. Although most elves complete their development before the age of 80, there are quite a few exceptions, and elf development is completely uncontrollable. As long as they are within the development stage, there is room for potential growth. Have you heard of the Airel Goddess? She’s recognized by the Elf Race as the goddess of beauty. She was also an A at seventy-nine, and later developed to an E."

The golden-haired elf stuffed a lot of information into Shami’s mind.

Shami understood more or less: "So are your fellow elf girls at the same level as you in this situation too?"

"That’s what I’m saying, I can fully accept myself now, as there’s plenty of time for development left, and there’s still some time until my 80th birthday. Maybe someday I’ll be just like Airel, after all, there’s no difference in looks now."

"Ignoring my words and just talking away again, huh, elf!"

After closing her thin lips, Lureya gazed at Shami, seemingly stubborn, ready to bite at any moment, exuding an air of ’let’s just put it behind us, it’s impolite to keep bringing it up’.

Seeing this, Shami didn’t say much, and after a short while, he smiled pleasantly.

Anyhow, it was a delightful and congratulatory thing that the Tablet Spirit had successfully recovered her spirit in less than a day.

"Anyway, quickly head to the Maple Forest, I have big news for you."

Lureya glanced around to ensure no one was watching, then pushed Shami at the door and walked inside his house, closing the door.

The two used teleportation to arrive at the Maple Forest, where Lureya skillfully used the Spirit Protection Array to cover the area.

"What’s up? Why the hurry?"

Shami noticed that there was a subtle anxiety in Lureya’s expression.

Lureya spun around in place twice, originally not wanting to tell Shami, because this matter was more or less another major embarrassment, but as things stood, not saying anything could endanger both of their lives.

"Lina. She’s incredibly strong." Lureya said one word at a time, "In fact, before competing with her yesterday, I secretly used the [Eye of the Duel], a skill I got from Cash, to quietly predict our win rate."

"So you learned that skill after all."

"Yes. Because I thought it would be very useful. When faced with a challenge, if the opponent is too strong, then I wouldn’t accept, and if they are weak, I can entice them to bet more—hey, don’t lead me off-topic, you fool!"

Lureya coughed.

"I’m absolutely no match for her. My win rate was, um, I couldn’t count, maybe only a few thousandths." frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

When it’s ridiculously low like that, a few thousandths or a few millionths is almost the same concept.

The girl assured herself that her words were objective.

"Really?"

Shami received a useful piece of information from Lureya.

"Yes. So that’s why I temporarily thought of that weird competition... in a real duel, there’s absolutely no comparison..."

Lureya nodded and then looked at Shami.

"You and I should be roughly at the same level, right? Compared to Lina, her strength is far superior to both of ours."

Shami pondered. Unexpectedly, despite all the twists and turns happening yesterday, he ended up learning of the white-haired Lina’s power. If it’s really as the Tablet Spirit said, then it wouldn’t be surprising that Lina is indeed a level 72 Grand Swordsman.

"Shami." Lureya stepped in front of Shami, resolutely declaring: "We should surrender."

"Huh?"

"Think about it, Lina is so strong, and she’s a Swordsman Hero. We can’t resist her at all. Instead of struggling, we might as well surrender early. Maybe we can still ask for leniency now. After all, although you are the Demon King, you haven’t yet shown an evil side. In court, I can also speak on your behalf."

"..."

"Or we could plan an early escape. Escape to another village, go undercover, as long as you don’t do anything bad and stay by my side, you could safely live until old age..."

Lureya pinched her chin, her little face showing no signs of kidding. She was very serious.

"..."

Shami was silent.

He finally understood that the Tablet Spirit’s loyalty score of 15 was not just for show.

Always thinking about giving in or escaping.

"Why do you include yourself in the surrender and escape plan..."

Lureya snapped back from serious thought, her eyes wandering before she spoke.

"Be-Because I’m your Demon Envoy after all; if you suddenly die, my power might significantly weaken."

"There’s completely no room for it to weaken in the first place!"

Shami stood up.

This is a joke, there has never been a Demon King encouraged to surrender to a Hero by a Demon Envoy.

Plus, the Tablet Spirit’s thinking was too naive. If he fell into the Hero’s hands, his fate would certainly be no better than dying in battle—being sliced, magic power extracted, enslaved, there’d be no escape.

"No, I won’t surrender." Shami said earnestly.

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