Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 597 - 307: Master and Disciple Confrontation

Chapter 597: Chapter 307: Master and Disciple Confrontation

"No, no..."

The white-haired girl blushed and shook her head.

Her heart had fallen for the Demon King.

Harlan remained silent for a moment and slowly drew the long sword from her waist.

"How about this, Lina—bring the Demon King here, and we’ll set a trap for him together. An inside-outside attack to kill him."

The white-haired girl quickly waved her hands. Harlan, don’t say such things; the Demon King is eavesdropping! Though Shami isn’t a petty person, they’re still enemies from opposing camps.

"No, that won’t work..."

Harlan was silent for a moment; she also thought that the idea was a bit far-fetched, and it was too presumptuous for two people to try and kill the Demon King.

"Then how about this. Tell me the room number the Demon King will be in at the Succubus Tea House."

"Shami... the Demon King doesn’t go to such places..."

"Eh?"

Harlan was stunned, old notions being challenged.

"What do you mean, the Demon King doesn’t go to such places? If the Demon King doesn’t go to such places, can they still be called the Demon King?"

Behind the tree, Shami revealed an honest smile.

Apologies, but there really is a Demon King this principled.

After all, there are already four pretty Demon Envoys at home, two of whom are the Heroes capable of taking a third of the Demon King’s blood with one slash, and the Saintess of the Fata lineage. The Demon King would meet a grim fate if caught in such a place.

"I was even planning to go to the Succubus Tea House myself to lay in wait beforehand, take scandalous pictures of him with a Succubus in bed, and use them to blackmail the Demon King, to negotiate for your release."

Harlan muttered softly.

Sly wife of the Sword Hero!

The Demon King’s heart gave a jolt, a cold sweat breaking out on his face.

"Actually... I’m very well off among the demons..."

Lina nervously rubbed her hands in front of her for a long time before finally speaking out.

Harlan was puzzled.

"Though it’s hard to believe, and perhaps the world might not accept it, but I became a Demon Envoy because I—I like the Demon King..."

The white-haired girl took a deep breath, her cheeks gradually turning red.

"Harlan, the current Demon King is actually a really handsome guy."

Behind the tree, Shami, hearing the white-haired girl suddenly confess, couldn’t help but peek out at her back. Unbeknownst to him, the Demon King’s heart quickened from her words.

Seeing her shy gaze, as if talking about her first love, Harlan froze for a while, gradually realizing the gravity of the situation, and staggered back two steps.

"No...!"

A flock of birds startled and scattered in the grove.

The white-haired girl glanced at Shami for help, unsure how to respond now.

Shami had witnessed the whole process and found that Harlan’s heart wasn’t evil. After learning that her apprentice joined the demons, she didn’t rush to eliminate her for honor, nor try to earn a hefty bounty through misinformation. Rather, she came to help the white-haired girl find relief.

This showed that in Harlan’s heart, her feelings for Lina were incredibly deep.

Shami felt there was an opportunity and slowly stepped out from behind the tree.

"Shami, why did you come out..."

The white-haired girl anxiously transmitted her voice quietly.

Shami approached the two unhurriedly.

The magic power naturally exuded, enveloping the area into a perception shield, serving also as a direct signal transmission.

"You are..."

Harlan tensed up entirely; only that terrifying antagonist could possess such pure magic power. She tightly gripped her sword handle, looking coldly at Shami.

"The Demon King?!"

At that moment, Harlan couldn’t help but be surprised.

She’d seen this young man before, when she encountered Lina in Seaside City Senmai, they were at the same table together.

"You, you’re that boy."

"Harlan, you do remember us meeting once."

Shami smiled at Harlan. Meanwhile, the blushing white-haired girl slowly walked to Shami’s side.

Harlan silently watched this scene; she didn’t flee but slowly sheathed the long sword in her hand.

As a mature woman with rich experience and the spouse of the Sword Hero, Harlan wasn’t a fool. In the quiet moment, her brain worked quickly, piecing together seven or eight parts of the situation and linking various potential clues together.

She looked at Lina.

"Lina, when you first met me, you often mentioned a black-haired boy in the village also being bullied by adventurers; it should be him, right?"

"Yeah, yeah. Harlan, you still remember my words."

The white-haired girl nodded, touched.

"Of course, we often chatted, late-night talks."

Harlan seemed to reminisce about those times, her eyes softened.

Only Shami felt something was amiss.

When did he become the bullied one?

"You also said, after defeating the Demon King and returning to the village, that boy would marry you."

"Yeah, yeah."

Yeah, right. When had he ever agreed to such a thing?

Shami shot the white-haired girl a glance.

No wonder you couldn’t beat Luwaka; it’s because you’d set such a flag midway. No wonder you couldn’t win.

Harlan looked at Shami, gradually understanding everything.

"Did you turn to the path of demons because you couldn’t withstand the adventurers’ bullying, eventually becoming the Demon King?"

"No, it was entirely the Demon King’s Power that chose me. I originally just wanted to be a good villager. Also—I wasn’t bullied, Lina! That was excellent service while selling fake goods to adventurers!"

"Sorry, sorry~"

The white-haired girl pressed her hands together in front of her little face to apologize.

Harlan quietly watched the pair as if they were flirting rather than arguing.

"Why did you turn Lina into a Demon Envoy, don’t you know Demon Envoys will be hunted by the Adventurer’s Guild? Lina is now wanted by several kingdoms’ adventurers’ guilds!"

Harlan still couldn’t let go of her dear apprentice, looking sternly at Shami as if interrogating him.

Although she often was harsh on Lina, Harlan was deeply caring for this girl. At over forty with no children of her own, during the adventures together she’d come to see Lina as family.

"Actually, it was voluntary..." The white-haired girl tried to clarify.

But Shami placed his hand in front of her, interrupting her words, looking earnest.

"So what? I’m someone being hunted down across the entire continent. When it comes to Lina, those adventurers don’t stand a chance."

"You scrounging freeloader!"

Harlan shot Shami a glare.

It was evident the Demon King before her also acknowledged Lina’s true capabilities. Though Lina remained unaware of her own full potential, Harlan knew of her true strength.

When reuniting with Lina and taking her to the Primitive Forest for training, Lina had once cried to her about losing against the Demon King, nearly causing Harlan to cough up blood.

So you’re the girl who slashed Luwaka’s kidney with one strike causing him to lose a third of his blood! Had it not been for your blow, Luwaka would’ve lasted at least another half-year.

"Apologies, but when you have an opportunity to freeload, why refuse?" Shami exclaimed indignantly.

Beside him, the white-haired girl felt both moved and stirred, her little face filled with emotion.

Shami wanting to freeload from her, could such a wonderful thing really be happening?

From now on, she could go fight adventurers outside while Shami handled things at home. Afterwards, come home to a meal, a foot wash, and... on to Shami.

A wonderful deal!

Harlan’s face twitched, as if envisioning Lina weeping over the black-haired boy’s lifeless body someday, and a strong protective urge surged within her, as she resolutely drew her long sword, the blade emanating a fierce Sword Qi.

"Lina, what’s so good about this Demon King? Becoming his Demon Envoy, you won’t last a year before dying. Come with me, I’ll figure out how to break your Demon Envoy Contract."

"Don’t act like you’re sworn enemies with the Demon King. Actually, Harlan, you’re the least qualified to speak about Lina. Weren’t you having an affair with Luwaka?"

Seeing Harlan seemingly wanting to steal Lina away from his side, Shami ceased his polite restraint, speaking bluntly to Harlan.

Just moments ago lost in her imagination, the white-haired girl came back to reality, blinking in shock at Harlan.

"Eh?!"