Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 603 - 309: Whether the Child of an Elf and the Demon King Is a Goblin Depends on the Elf_3

Chapter 603: Chapter 309: Whether the Child of an Elf and the Demon King Is a Goblin Depends on the Elf_3

Shami grumbled.

"How’s the review of the Holy Light Technique going?"

"I’m reviewing it, I’m reviewing it..."

"Lureya, I was a student too, you know."

"Oh, come on, a villager is just a villager. It’s normal to forget things you learned ages ago. But with my amazing learning skills, mastering the Holy Light again is a breeze!"

The Elf Maiden confidently puffed out her chest.

"You better be."

Shami remained skeptical.

Even though he now knew that the plain-haired elf possessed the power of Holy Light, this fool had long forgotten most of what she learned about it. To make her master the healing power of the Holy Light, she had to relearn the entire course.

"But after all this reviewing, it’s time to take a break."

The Elf Maiden, having exhausted her spiritual power with some colorful fantasies in her mind, closed her book and slowly lay down on the sofa.

Shami’s eyebrow twitched.

You barely read a book for a little while, flat-haired one.

"Come over here and help me sort out these files, then."

Determined to correct the idle habits of the flat-haired one, Shami instructed.

The Elf Maiden was more than willing to help with anything that involved being around Shami. She happily complied, stepping onto the floor with her white stockings, and came over to help Shami organize his things.

"By the way, what did you mean when you said the table was wet?"

Shami handed a letter to the Elf Maiden to open. She hesitated slightly.

"The cup... I poured you a glass of water and accidentally knocked it over..."

The Elf Maiden blushed slightly, and seeing Shami believed her, she breathed a sigh of relief, then slowly opened the letter.

It was a letter from the Goblin Tribe.

The Elf Maiden opened it and read through.

"Shami, Buwana says that during Christmas, the goblin soldiers might not be able to return to the Demon Realm from the front lines, and that we should just enjoy ourselves. In the spring, he’ll bring us some good news."

Shami also took a look at the secret letter.

The content was indeed as the flat-haired one said.

Now, nearly every leader of the monster tribes that Shami had revived in the entire Demon Realm had returned, including the pink ox who spread the gospel outside, the Fishman Race leader Aowu who went to unknown places to collect fish species, Ghost Race Video Tape Ghost Stacy, and so on.

Even the Treasure Chest Monster had come back gleefully.

"It’s indeed difficult to bring the goblins back from the battlefield front line."

Shami was silent for a moment. This was the best time to show Demon King’s humanistic care. He put on his coat and stood up.

"However, the demon race doesn’t underestimate any demon tribe. Let’s go, Lureya, since Buwana can’t come back, you and I will go visit them."

"Why take me along?"

"Because Buwana is our child, Lureya."

Shami said with deep emotion.

"Oh, come on! We just danced to bring him back to life! An elf wouldn’t give birth to a goblin!"

The Elf Maiden flatly denied Shami, following him.

"Shami, could it be true that a child born from an elf and the Demon King is really a goblin?"

"That depends on whether the elf has goblin blood."

The Elf Maiden’s little face showed panic, then she smiled self-deprecatingly.

How could she possibly be a goblin?

As the Elf Maiden’s mind wandered, Shami left instructions about the matters of the Demon King Castle.

The Teleportation Gate opened.

Shami and the Elf Maiden used the Teleportation Gate to reach the eastern territory of the Esper Kingdom.