Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 635 - 323: The New Year Won’t Get Any Better (2)

Chapter 635: Chapter 323: The New Year Won’t Get Any Better (2)

"Pink! Cow! Cow!"

The elf maiden clutched her head in despair, screaming towards the sky.

"Why would you put my figure in the largest religion’s Holy Hall on the continent without my permission?! Isn’t this pure blackmail behavior?! No, it’s making me the public enemy of countless people, a terrifying act of treachery!"

"After all, Lureya is the main god of the Pure Love Sect, so it’s quite normal for the followers to spread their god’s statues."

Shami sipped her coffee, presenting her objective and rational argument.

"Lureya, as a Demon Envoy, you should be more composed, don’t just throw tantrums like a child."

"But the Pink Cows have exposed me! Now the Fata and Shaye Sect have investigated my identity clearly, the Elf Forest will definitely find out I’ve fallen into evil!"

The elf maiden hopelessly knelt on the ground, starting to mutter incoherently.

"Now I’m done for... I’ll be wanted throughout the entire Aireland Continent... I’ll probably be expelled from the Elf Race... I won’t be able to enter the Elf Forest ever again... I might never see my mom and dad and become a wandering maiden..."

The white-haired one, feeling sympathetic, wanted to go over to comfort the elf maiden.

Having been through it, the white-haired one had the most experience in how to get through such times.

The white-haired one gently stroked Lureya’s slender shoulders.

"Lureya, don’t worry, look on the bright side, at least you’re famous now."

"Waaa!"

The elf maiden burst into tears and hugged the white-haired maiden tightly.

"Lina! My life depends on you now!"

"If Lina doesn’t know how to comfort people, then don’t speak!"

Shami glared at the white-haired one, feeling somewhat smug at seeing the flat-chested blonde shed tears for becoming the god of the Pure Love Sect.

How adorable, pinch the flat-chested blonde.

See, now you know not to overstep the master, you idiot? Now you’re facing backlash!

The Dragon Race maiden curiously looked towards the Wisteria Tree Spirit.

"An elf becoming a Demon Envoy is such big news and only ranks third on the trending searches, so what’s the top two?"

At this moment, the vines of the Wisteria Tree Spirit approached Shami.

[Shami-sama... didn’t you just recently give your first night to Miss Bone Frame, cough cough...]

As soon as the Wisteria Tree finished speaking, Shami, who was watching the show, suddenly became extremely vigilant, his gaze sharp enough to cut.

He had already ordered to seal this information, and now the only people who knew what happened that night, apart from those involved, were the four Demon Envoys.

"Wisteria Tree Spirit, you can drink the Water of Life freely, but don’t talk idly about the Demon King..."

[But isn’t this now known by the entire demon race, cough cough...]

Shami was stunned. After Christmas, because he was caught up by the Demon Envoys at night, he didn’t pay much attention to the safe and sound internal affairs of the demon race, focusing instead on topics like [how to make the Demon King Weapon withstand long-term stamping by the Demon Envoy].

"No way..."

[Because the second trending search is about you, Shami-sama, cough cough...]

"Me, me?"

[There are adventurers specialized in studying monster languages... according to the information obtained from the monsters by these adventurers, the Demon King spent his first night with a skeleton... this information has spread wildly across the continent, cough cough...]

Shami turned gray like a stone statue.

[It was headlined a few days ago... only dropped to second today... its impact is probably rivaling Divination Art, cough cough...]

"How could such a thing be exposed?!"

A roar louder than the elf maiden’s echoed throughout the Demon King Castle.

"Shami, stop making such a fuss! You’re acting completely like a child! You know my identity got exposed, yet my XP got discovered by everyone!"

The elf maiden used [Boomerang].

"No! This is entirely not an XP issue!"

Shami’s enormous howl moved the three maidens.

"We all kept it strictly secret." ×3

Seeing the Demon King about to lose it, the elf maiden held back tears, and the three maidens quickly clarified.

In this state, the Demon King could indeed do something that would leave the maidens bedridden!

Shami and the Magical Girl kissed on Christmas; the Magical Girl was also enthusiastic when developing him.

They should consider this a honeymoon period, so the Magical Girl wouldn’t have a reason to do such a thing.

Shami mechanically turned his head, his gaze falling onto the maid, Bone Frame, standing with legs together.

Bone Frame slightly raised her head, pretending nothing happened, yet after a few seconds, she still ran off.

"Bone Frame, it’s you!"

Shami instantly erupted in immense magic power, as if a little boy fell from the sky above the Demon King Castle, making the entire castle tremble.

[Such powerful magic power, cough cough...]

The surging magic power directly lifted Bone Frame into the air, bringing her back to him.

"I-I might have indeed mentioned this to the skeletons when I went back to the Skeleton Tribe... or maybe not..."

Bone Frame fidgeted guiltily.

"Why bring up such a thing!"

"Shami-sama, don’t look at the skeleton as just ordinary, plain white bones, the skeletons also think about their own future...

Skeletons do not feel tired, nor do they feel pain... even if they work twenty-four hours a day, even if they wear armor and fight adventurers continuously, there is no problem... but where lies the future of a skeleton... what exactly are they within the demon race.

Are they mining cards? Consumables? Or cannon fodder?

Skeletons aren’t cute like slimes; they aren’t fierce like minotaurs; nor do they have any flying specialties like ghosts. They are merely ordinary bones.

But even skeletons want to know, what exactly is their existence within the demon race... As skeletons, the future they cannot see is exactly their future..."

Bone Frame suddenly became serious.

"Although, due to Shami-sama’s existence, the skeletons dutifully do their work... They still have the right to pursue the unknown...

The skeletons have been searching for their belonging within the demon race, a future where they can entrust their emotions.

The reason I told the skeletons about that matter is to let them know that even a bone frame can become something cherished by the Demon King..."

Bone Frame’s empty eyes stared at Shami.

Shami’s anger was extinguished instantaneously, especially after hearing the mundane skeleton’s journey to find its belonging, it seemed like he saw himself, calming him down entirely.

He recalled the unusual reverence the Skeleton Tribe held for him in recent days, along with their unusually high loyalty.

Was this how the skeleton race’s admiration and loyalty came about?

After knowing that skeletons could become more than just guards in the Demon King Castle, they immediately found the meaning of fighting and working for the demon race.

"With gain comes loss; Shami-sama lost a secret but gained the Skeleton Tribe’s utmost admiration."

Bone Frame whispered.

What Bone Frame said made perfect sense. Shami stood there, plunged into silence.

The magic power enveloping Bone Frame slowly dissipated.

Shami set Bone Frame down. Bone Frame patted the wrinkles on her maid outfit. That seemingly vigorous magic power didn’t harm Bone Frame, merely restraining her tightly.

Once the entire tribe knew about something, expecting it to remain hidden wasn’t very realistic.

Naturally, that night’s events spread throughout the demon race, then were captured by human adventurers who understood monster languages, and finally, spread across the continent.

Seeing Shami’s anger dissipate, Bone Frame also quietly sighed in relief, clenching her hand adorned with a maid glove in triumph.

Hurray~! Fooled the Demon King for a great victory!

Truly admirable, myself! Actually, using such an eloquent mouth, I stealthily swapped out proclaiming the Demon King’s first night for decorating Bone Frame back in the tribe!

To persuade people psychologically is indeed a speaking skill succubi must master!

Shami felt something amiss, growing inexplicably annoyed, with rage neither here nor there.

Shami took a deep, calming breath.

However, specific situations require specific analyses.

The image he bears in the human world needs to be analyzed based on specific circumstances.

Perhaps it’s merely a storm in a teacup trending. In this quirky Aireland Continent, no one might actually care about such things.

Shami comforted himself, gradually recovering.

Currently, the third and second trending searches pertain to the Demon Envoy and the Demon King respectively, both are significantly explosive pieces of information, prompting Shami and the three maidens to wonder what today’s headline entails, trumping both the Demon Envoy and the Demon King.

"What’s the headline then?"

Everyone turned towards the Wisteria Tree Spirit.

[A Hero from the Outerworld appeared today, cough cough...]