Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 608 - 312: Local Gangs Have No Manners

Demon King Castle.

Shami rested her chin in her hands, staring intently at the massive four-meter-tall creature before her, which had two horns and was dressed in black like a priest.

"Master Shami, did I do well this year?"

The pink minotaur looked expectantly at Shami with eyes as big as copper bells.

Shami’s expression grew even more serious, and after a long silence, she finally opened the Minotaur Tribe’s annual report for the second time.

"This year, the Minotaur Tribe built Pure Love Churches for all the tribes within the Demon Realm, promoting the power of pure love and becoming the largest religion among the demons. Outside the Demon Realm, minotaur missionaries also went to different kingdoms to preach, establishing over 500 churches and gaining over 400 human believers."

"That’s right!"

The pink minotaur eagerly looked at Shami, hoping for some praise.

"Firstly, there is only one sect among the demons. Outside the Demon Realm, the number of churches you built exceeds the number of believers you gained. You can’t even manage one church per person! The missionary campaign outside the Demon Realm is frankly a complete failure!"

Shami commented bluntly.

"The world is deteriorating, hearts are no longer true... It’s not easy to make those who have lost the essence of true love believe in it again now."

The pink minotaur sighed, summarizing the missionary campaign in the Human World, but the disappointment didn’t last long, and the pink minotaur quickly perked up again.

"But that’s also the significance of our Pure Love Sect!"

Shami silently flipped through the Minotaur Tribe’s annual report, completely unaffected by the pink minotaur’s mood.

"Let’s get back to the matters in the annual report."

A significant portion of the pink minotaur’s annual report was about the minotaur believers going out of the Demon Realm for missionary work, which was quite explosive in Shami’s view.

"It says here... you and a group of minotaur missionaries went to various kingdoms to preach, but the results were never good. So you came up with a clever plan to go to Shaye City’s Holy City...?"

The so-called Shaye Sect is the most widely followed and powerful religion currently on the Aireland Continent, worshiping an all-knowing, all-powerful god named Shaye.

With the spread of the Shaye Sect, many Shaye-believing churches were established on the Aireland Continent. Over time, human priests and Holy Knights, trained by these churches, basically all believed in the Shaye Sect.

Therefore, the Shaye Sect possesses mighty strength across the continent.

"Yes. Shaye City. If we want to preach, of course we need to go to such places with large religious communities."

The pink minotaur summarized its missionary experience.

"Facing a human with strong materialist beliefs, even if the minotaur missionaries talk till they’re blue in the face, it’s hard to move them. But for those who are more open to religion, as soon as the ideas of the Pure Love Sect are instilled, they are easily persuaded."

"And when there are no newcomers joining the religious community, the best way to increase believers is to poach believers from other religions!" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

The pink minotaur huffed out two big puffs of air and clenched its fists.

"What kind of twisted logic is this! It’s like the Pure Love Sect is already doing what minotaurs do!"

Shami loudly criticized, frowning.

"So according to the annual report, you snuck into Shaye City, and when the time was right, over twenty minotaurs started door-to-door preaching in the dead of night."

The pink minotaur sighed.

"Yes, although it was a bit embarrassing. But the early stages of new things always come with various difficulties."

"You were making good progress at first, but because 99% of the residents in Shaye City are Shaye Sect believers, your missionary campaign was quickly discovered and met strong resistance from Shaye Sect devotees, who chased you all over the city with weapons."

"Yeah, the local gangs were so rude. They completely ignored the concept that visitors are guests. Master Shami, I nearly perished in that rustic city."

The pink minotaur sought solace from Shami.

"That’s because you were directly threatening their core interests!"

Shami hit the nail on the head.

The demon king’s expression wasn’t much better: "So you disguised yourselves as fitness enthusiasts, framing the local street fitness gang and the underground clean fitness gang. While the Shaye Sect wiped out the fitness crowd, you managed to slip out of Shaye City."

"That’s the wisdom of minotaurs!"

The pink minotaur was full of energy and successfully shifted the blame away.

"As for the destruction of the fitness crowd, that’s the fault of those Shaye Sect leaders, who couldn’t even tell the difference between minotaurs and humans. Who gave them the right to run a religion?"

Shami inexplicably saw the shadow of some flat silhouette on this cow.

"So then you entered Shaye City a second time. This time you chose not to preach, but instead snuck into the largest, most worshiped church, and replaced the normally covered statue of Shaye with the statue of Lureya, and then came back."

"Yes! Master Shami, I even brought it back!"

The pink minotaur said, as it pulled the life-sized statue of Shaye out of its backpack. The pure gold Shaye statue wasn’t as large as imagined, standing around three meters tall.

Shami was seeing the so-called Shaye for the first time, discovering it was actually a young girl. The largest religion on the Aireland Continent worshiped a girl—what an interesting plot twist by the game’s planner.