Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 682 - 341: He Used Shield Skill: Fate!_2

"If the Demon King can make the Saintess of Fata happy, there’s a serious possibility that the magical girls’ magic attacks could drastically miss their targets, falling nowhere in the Demon Realm."

Shami paused for a moment, immediately understanding the magical girl’s implied meaning, glanced at her boots, and walked over without hesitation.

At this point, even knowing that the magical girl’s S attribute is bursting with the urge to discipline the Demon King, there’s nothing that can be done!

Being disciplined by your own Demon Envoy doesn’t count as embarrassing.

Shami squatted down and hurriedly took off the magical girl’s two little leather boots, revealing her feet clad in semi-transparent black stockings, with her fair toes faintly visible.

"My feet feel a bit sore."

"Doesn’t smell like it."

"I meant that kind of sore!" The magical girl glared at Shami.

Shami immediately bowed his head sensibly and helped massage the magical girl’s left foot hanging in the air.

"I meant the other one was a bit sore."

The magical girl’s petite left foot quickly slipped out of Shami’s hands, her sole pressing against Shami’s face, indicating the other one.

Shami took a deep breath.

Okay, okay. So this is how we’re playing.

But in the face of life and death, the Demon King knows how to wisely prioritize.

Endure.

Shami patiently massaged the magical girl’s feet.

There is a reason for the magical girl’s S attribute to be erupting so fiercely today.

These days, she often wasn’t in the Demon Realm alone. The remaining three Demon Envoys all were. Shami surely had fun with them, didn’t he?

Thinking of this, the magical girl decided to punish Shami harshly, to make him remember who holds weight among the magical girls.

"Shami, I’ll give your face a massage too."

The magical girl’s feet slowly lifted, trampling on Shami as if she was crushing grapes.

With eyes closed, Shami silently endured this black-and-white mask, unconsciously deriving a strange enjoyment.

Ruined, about to be disciplined by the magical girl.

When Shami was nearly gasping for breath, the magical girl’s feet finally lowered, Shami carefully cradling them with his palms.

"Saili, is that okay?"

Shami looked up pleadingly.

"Not satisfied yet? You’re such a pervert, aren’t you? Even my feet are tired."

The magical girl was somewhat surprised.

"I meant Jack!"

Shami quickly corrected.

"You mean to ask if Jack were to attack you, what could I do to save your life?"

Shami nodded repeatedly.

"Saili, you wouldn’t want your contracted partner to pass away young, right?"

"..."

The magical girl gazed down at Shami. Their eyes met, understanding each other’s thoughts.

"You want to know if there’s any Shield Magic here that can save your life in an emergency, right?"

"Exactly. If there’s something like a bean that, once eaten, keeps you from feeling hungry for ten days and offers immense restorative power, allowing instant recovery of physical strength and energy from extreme fatigue to restore the body to its optimal state, that would be even better!"

"How could something like that exist?" The magical girl frowned slightly, "But as for Shield Magic, there is one."

Under Shami’s hopeful gaze, the magical girl had to sincerely offer a way to save him.

After all, the only Demon King she found visually pleasing and worthy was Shami. If he died, she would be very lonely.

"Recently, I developed a very powerful Shield Magic that can trigger when the host is about to suffer fatal damage, forming a highly dense and tough shield to buffer as much external damage as possible."

"That’s exactly the magic I want!"

Shami was overjoyed.

This Shield Magic, similar to Resurrection Armor, was equivalent to a second life for the Demon King.

"But this Shield Magic usually needs to be attached to the host’s body, so it can trigger promptly in emergencies."

"I’m ready."

Shami grasped the magical girl’s small foot, showing a determined expression.

The magical girl tilted her head slightly, thought for a few seconds, then looked at Shami with a bit of difficulty in her beautiful eyes.

"However, this magic generally can only attach to a mage’s body. If there’s no Magic Aura in the body, it’s hard to maintain this magic."

Shami furrowed his brows.

"What exactly do I need to do?"

"Let yourself be imbued with a mage’s Magic Aura, so that the Shield Magic recognizes you as a creature with magical powers."

"But the magic I possess is vastly different from a mage’s magic."

The magic of demons and that of mages are two different forces.

"It’s not without a solution," the magical girl slightly smiled, "Shami just needs to find a genius beautiful girl mage with a high concentration of Magic Aura around her body, and then absorb some of this Magic Aura from her onto yourself."

"Saili is actually referring to herself as the genius mage, isn’t she!" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Shami instantly saw through the magical girl’s self-praise.

"How do I extract it?"

"To extract the Magic Aura from the magical girl’s skin into your body, what’s quicker than using your mouth to lick? To be protected by the Shield Magic of a magical girl, you must thoroughly understand all the Magic Aura on her body, Shami."

The magical girl placed her hands on either side of the chair, observing Shami with interest, as if asking if he had the courage.

Shami let out a sigh of relief.

Is that all? I thought I had to shut myself in and train for one or two months.

"No time to lose!"

Shami raised his hands, reached towards the magical girl’s skirt, and pulled down the black stockings from the thigh to the sock cuffs.

"Huh?"

The magical girl, who thought she could enjoy Shami’s hesitant expression for a while longer, was startled. The next moment, the stockings were already off her slender, fair-as-jade legs presented forth.

After the magical girl’s words today, Shami specifically paid attention to the magical girl’s skin and indeed found a considerable Magic Aura, varying in concentration with different parts of her body.

Hands on the crook of the magical girl’s knees, Shami lifted her legs onto his shoulders and directly extracted Magic Aura from the most concentrated area.

The magical girl, who had always occupied the dominant position, suddenly blushed, tensing her delicate body.

After three hours of study, Shami successfully acquired a life-saving skill.

[Shield Skill: Fate: When receiving fatal damage, a 360-degree shield magic will deploy to buffer as much of the attack as possible.]

At the same time, in Yili Village.

Inn.

The second floor of the inn was once home to Lureya, Lina, and Saili. When acquiring the inn, Shami kept their rooms intact, not renting them out to any guests.

At this moment, the white-haired person was celebrating the great initial success of their "Seize the Demon King’s Body" plan.

And the content of the celebration was —

The room’s air was humid, and the white-haired person, feeling refreshed, put Shami’s wet underwear and their own changed clothes into the laundry bucket to be washed later tonight.

"Alright, now I need to plan how to arrange for various monsters to meet Jack and then give Jack some experience."

"Of course. Apart from dealing with demons, Jack’s way of gaining experience also includes doing tasks. If I can manage to disguise myself as an ordinary villager to issue quests to Jack, it would certainly greatly enhance his speed of leveling up."

After pondering for a while, the white-haired person tidied up the bed and energetically began to move.

On the main road of Yili Village, there was a streetlight every short distance.

Walking on the main road, Blond Jack became the focus of the crowd, with one or two adventurers coming up to chat every few steps.

But Jack had no intention of responding to these attempts at conversation, walking alone in silence.

Jack’s mind kept involuntarily conjuring up that face.

His heart seemed to have been stolen by that black-haired boy he only met once.

Nowadays, his adventuring party has many unique male adventurers, ranging from pretty boys to muscular tough guys, all included. But not a single comrade could replace the position of the black-haired boy in his mind.

Jack stopped and looked wistfully at the night sky.

"Indeed, only you are a true companion of the Outerworld Hero."

The next morning, at dawn.

Jack quickly arrived at the house of Lugo, the village chief of Yili Village, stopping him from leaving.

"Old Town... Old Village Chief, I heard you have a special skill to sketch a person’s portrait from just a few words. I want you to draw someone for me."