Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 577 - 300: Snowy Night

Midnight.

Demon King Castle.

Study.

Shami was intently studying some books.

Three days, it had been a full three days.

He slowly pulled out his chair and glanced down at his weapon.

Still in an excited state.

If this continues, the Demon King Weapon might achieve the "Sun Never Sets" feat before the demon race does.

But the problem is, why does it keep being so energetic!

Shami silently complained in his mind, his brain reviewing recent events.

Since the Elf Forest incident, the Demon King’s control over his Demon King Weapon had gradually weakened.

The frequency of the weapon being unsheathed was increasing. Starting from once every morning, to three or four times a day unconsciously when he visited the Dragon Race Maiden, and now, it hadn’t sheathed for three full days and nights.

The Demon King and his weapon were like strangers, even wondering if this weapon was still his.

"If this goes on, the Demon King might be stuck in the Demon King Castle for life if this bothersome weapon is not dealt with..."

Shami muttered, frowning deeply.

He didn’t want to go out every day with his pants bulging and command monsters; people would definitely think he’s a pervert.

Now, Shami sat at his desk, using the process of elimination to exclude all possible causes of the phenomenon.

"Physical condition is normal. The possibility of being drugged has also been ruled out."

"Emotions are stable. The subject still has absolute control over the weapon, ruling out the possibility of the weapon gaining self-awareness."

When all possibilities are eliminated, the one remaining, no matter how unbelievable, must be the truth.

Shami’s attention shifted to his own strength.

[Level: 45/45 (About to Breakthrough)]

[Find a suitable place and time to complete the class change breakthrough!!!]

[During the level breakthrough, the body may exhibit abnormal phenomena, please remain calm]

"This must be it."

Shami clicked to check his strength status.

Though always busy with Demon Envoy and demon race affairs, he hadn’t neglected his own power. Just like a daily physical task, the Demon King continuously worked to level up.

Meanwhile, experiences from the Demon Envoy and demon race growth would feed back to him.

Now, Shami’s experience had accumulated enough to break through to level 45.

Level 45 was an essential milestone for the Demon King.

After reaching level 45, his identity would officially change to ’Demon King’, with his former primary role as ’Villager’ becoming a secondary role.

Which means, after stepping into level 45, Shami would truly be the Demon King.

But upon reaching level 45, he faced a significant challenge.

[When accepting power from the demon creatures and Demon Envoy, the evil energy caused by invading villages, robbing goods, and destroying fields will also enter the Demon King’s body along with experience.]

[These evil energies are crucial for the Demon King’s growth.]

[At the 45-level breakthrough, the evil energy within the Demon King will be released, transforming into his own power. The first manifestation is the Demon King Weapon becoming unusually restless due to the energy.]

"So that’s it. The weapon sensed the upgrade signs first? Like a duck knowing spring water warms first."

Shami nodded in sudden understanding.

[During the upgrade, evil energy transforms into the Demon King’s magic energy, unavoidably resulting in losses.]

"What kind of energy loss is this! In a world with magic, don’t talk to me about physical science! Even if you tell me there’s a perpetual motion machine here, I’d believe it!"

[The lost energy accumulates in the Demon King’s body. The Demon King needs to find a way to expel this energy to avoid adverse effects.]

Shami thought for a long time, finally understanding the meaning, looking down at his weapon.

"So, I need to eliminate the excess energy in my body now."

The study was silent for a moment.

The words [Reward] floated in his mind.

"Isn’t hard work one of the things males are best at?"

The worry on Shami’s face disappeared, replaced with a calm expression.

"Since it’s fate rewarding me, I must comply."

Shami quickly prepared by searching for casting materials in the Demon King Ring. Like fine white silk from a golden-haired flat beast, unwashed cotton underwear exclusively made for the Demon King from a white furred creature, purple-haired bras, and other items.

"Lord Shami, it’s time for bed."

Just then, the study door slowly opened, and Bone Frame walked in wearing a maid outfit.

Shami quickly returned the materials, standing awkwardly.

"Ahem, I know."

"Lord Shami, you’re still very energetic down there. If other girls see you like this, they’ll think you’re a pervert. Only I don’t mind."

Bone Frame covered her face shyly, though with no flesh or blood on her skull, no expression could be seen.

Shami helplessly glared at the overly sentimental Bone Frame.

"Not because of you at all, Bone Frame. No matter how weird my XP is, it won’t stoop to liking a Bone Frame and doing stuff Theo would mock."

The two entered the bedroom.

Shami lay down on the bed.

"Bone Frame, can you leave for a moment?"

"Why? Isn’t the blanket warm enough? I just warmed it for you for an hour."

Bone Frame, now frozen into a human skeleton shape in disbelief, looked up in confusion.

"It’s not that. Just, I can’t sleep with you here."

"Hasn’t it always been like this?"

The past was the past, the present is now.

The Demon King now has a more critical mission, so no one should be present!

On the journey from the study to the bedroom, Shami had already started the level 45 breakthrough, with evil energy surging within needed processing.

He sat up in bed.

"I need to train tonight, I don’t want any disturbances."

Bone Frame remained silent for a while, seeing Shami’s serious expression, she obediently left.

"I’ll be outside the door. If you need anything, just call me, Lord Shami."

"Understood."

Bone Frame left, and the bedroom contained only Shami. Now, with several maidens practicing in other kingdoms, Shami had the large bed to himself every night.

Shami sat at the bed’s head, turning to look at the balcony beside him.

Outside the balcony with green curtains, the snowy night thickened, snowflakes swirling. Indoors, warm lights covered the bedroom in a spring-like ambiance.

Already breaking through levels, the Demon King quickly fiddled on the bed.

Everything was ready.

The Demon King entered the upgrade state.

In the bedroom, his blanket moved rhythmically, seemingly vividly describing the joy and pleasure of upgrading —

Yeah, right!

Shami lifted his head from under the covers, removed the blanket, his wide eyes bloodshot due to evil energy.

"What’s this strong urge for dual cooperation..."