Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 631 - 322: There Are Always Obstacles on the Road to Becoming a Diligent Demon King

Chapter 631: Chapter 322: There Are Always Obstacles on the Road to Becoming a Diligent Demon King

Demon Realm.

Demon King Castle. Night. It’s an exceptionally clear night, the night sky is pristine, filled with stars, and you can occasionally see ghosts flying low across the sky.

Around the dazzling Demon King Castle is a sea of joyful creatures. Everywhere you see, various magical beings are socializing and celebrating, enjoying themselves.

All the creatures are eagerly anticipating tonight’s fireworks festival. As the highlight of Christmas night, this fireworks display will be a memorable experience for every creature in the Demon Realm.

Demon King Castle rooftop.

The staff responsible for the fireworks festival are diligently preparing for the final checks.

As the Demon Lord, Shami also attaches great importance to the fireworks festival, rushing to the rooftop after the annual summary meeting of the demon clan.

Because the creatures were too engrossed in listening, Shami got caught up in the moment, passionately speaking, neglecting the time, and suddenly realizing it was already night.

"Lord Demon King, your stories of struggle have deeply moved me. If every skeleton could have the same dedication to 996 and 007 as you, how could the demon clan not thrive!"

"Even the Skeleton Race can become people like Lord Shami!"

"Strive! Let the demon clan be great once again!"

Many skeletons surrounded Shami, using the jargon from his speech, looking at Shami adoringly.

Shami waved them away expressionlessly, pondered for a moment, and eventually closed his mouth in defeat.

This group totally misunderstood him. He was merely venting about his miserable life at the company. Why did these skeletons interpret it this way?

However, the skeletons’ enthusiasm for him was undeniable; they crowded around him immediately after the annual meeting ended.

In today’s demon clan, Minotaurs like Lureya, goblins like Lureya, and even slimes adore beauties including Lureya.

In the demon clan, the status of the Demon Lord is somewhat humble, without a single race dedicated to liking the Demon Lord.

Now that a Skeleton Race has appeared, viewing the Demon Lord as their highest faith, Shami, of course, wants to cherish their admiration.

Shami gave each skeleton a high-five.

"Alright then, you bone folks, work hard! One day, you too can become someone like me!"

Shami left them with some motivational words and entered the Demon King Castle.

"Lord Shami!!!!!"

From outside the Demon King Castle, the Skeleton Race’s earth-shaking screams echoed.

Shami arrived at the rooftop.

The maid Bone Frame had been waiting here for a long time.

"Lord Shami."

Bone Frame folded her hands in front of her, slightly bowing to Shami, exuding a maid-like aura; clearly, she has mastered the essence of being a maid.

"Is everything ready?"

"Yes."

Bone Frame is the person in charge of the fireworks festival.

"Everything has been thoroughly checked. The fireworks won’t affect the Demon Realm’s Energy Shield. Nor will it cause too much air pollution. Also, the skeleton firefighter squad is ready. Any fire incidents during the fireworks will be immediately extinguished."

As Bone Frame spoke, not far away, the skeleton firefighter squad saluted Shami in a neat formation.

"To serve the Demon King!"

This damned feeling of safety.

Shami felt a strong sense of security from the skeletons.

"Bone Frame, why do I feel like recently the Skeleton Race worships me like some incredible idol. This phenomenon should have started after you returned to the Skeleton Tribe for a few days, right?"

On the rooftop, Shami and Bone Frame stood before a delicately carved railing, Shami expressed his doubt.

"I’m not really sure about that either."

Bone Frame replied innocently.

The fireworks festival was about to start, and only the skeleton responsible for lighting the fireworks was left on the rooftop.

"Bone Frame, do you want to watch from afar? You can see the full view of the fireworks only from a distance."

Shami looked at Bone Frame next to him, recalling her busy efforts during Christmas, his eyes softened as he invited her.

"Oh~ Lord Shami~ are you inviting me to watch the fireworks festival together?"

Bone Frame suddenly leaned forward curiously, tilting her head, looking at Shami.

"Of course not. And even if you do these cute actions, it doesn’t have any allure! Being a skeleton just makes me feel creeped out!"

Shami retorted.

"I’ll stay here. If there’s any trouble, I can handle it immediately."

Bone Frame decided to stay.

"Of course, if Shami could give me a kiss before leaving, I’d have a wonderful memory of this fireworks festival..."

Shami looked at Bone Frame, their eyes met with her two hollow sockets for a few seconds.

"Sorry. Can’t do it."

"Lord Shami still can’t face his own peculiar tastes."

Bone Frame sighed.

"That was completely unintentional! You just stay here."

Shami retorted again, turning to leave.

"Well then, Lord Shami, enjoy the fireworks festival~"

Bone Frame waved at Shami, hoping he would have a wonderful night.

Shami was about to leave the rooftop, but hearing this, he paused, seeing Bone Frame standing quietly by the railing, gazing at him.

The maid costume, worn over the empty skeleton frame, seemed loose, with stockings tied on her legs, maid accessories on her head, backed by the galaxy and night. A gust of wind blew, making the maid outfit flutter like leaves, as if ready to blow Bone Frame away at any moment.