Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 703 - 358: The Goblin Banner Flies Across Ireland (Part 2)

Chapter 703: Chapter 358: The Goblin Banner Flies Across Ireland (Part 2)

Cute pinch.

"Ahem. The fifth place is the Goblin Leader, Buwana."

[Demon: The Invincible War God, Unrivaled Knight, Demon General, Alien Calamity, Goblin Leader, Buwana. Danger level: SSS-]

[Assessment: The days when goblins cowered in wilderness caves and villagers could scare them off with a couple of shouts at the cave entrance are long gone. If you see thick gray dust rising in the distance, run, run quickly, that’s the goblin cavalry charge!]

[Previous ranking: 3. Ranking drop: 2 places.]

"What kind of ridiculous string of titles is this, like an emperor’s full posthumous titles? Just name a goblin the Western Garrison General at best! If this continues, overshadowing my authority, as the Demon King, I’m feeling quite humiliated!"

"The sixth place is..."

Shami quickly shouted to stop.

"No need to report each one specifically. Just tell me what position I’ve fallen to."

"Okay."

The Magical Girl started flipping through the pages and the sound of paper and finger interaction was particularly loud, making Shami’s face look increasingly distressed.

"Found it. 20th place."

[Demon King: Shami. Danger level: A.]

[Assessment: Although he killed the Outerworld Hero Jack, most of the credit should go to the Demon Envoy. His own abilities are quite ordinary, even injured in a battle, weak and frail, possibly with a chance of death.]

[Previous ranking: 1. Ranking drop: 19 places.]

Shami despondently propped himself on the ground with his hands, his face pale.

Falling out of the top ten all of a sudden. It means now, he’s no longer part of the main cast? Has he already become a secondary character?

"By the way, Jelly ranks just ahead of you, it’s in the 18th position."

Shami really didn’t want to speak anymore.

Visible gravity formed black lines on Shami’s back.

Even Cake-ball...

How is this possible.

No, he cannot accept this public opinion.

He wants to return to being the most dangerous person, top 1!

These people must have chosen randomly. If they were put in a closed room filled with rational gas, they would certainly make the right choice.

"Second choice! I want to make this group of people choose again! First, I’ll blitz the Esper Kingdom..."

Standing up with clenched fists, Shami lamented.

The next second, the Magical Girl smacked him on the back of the head with a file.

"Second choice, my foot. Right now, it’s the best situation, the perceived threat from the Demon King and demons in the eyes of the worldly people is gradually decreasing, which is a good thing for us. Humanity’s attention on us diminishes, just the perfect moment to lay low, recuperate, and gather strength, then strike at the right time and take them all out."

The three girls looked fearfully at the Magical Girl.

"Saili, do you really not remember you also have an identity as the Saintess of Fata, protector of humans..."

Shami felt the Magical Girl’s words made sense.

The demonic development had indeed inflated him a bit.

He really needed to maintain a humble mindset.

There wasn’t any need to fight to the death with each kingdom. It’s not like he had some unadulterated grudge that had to be settled.

In these 500 years, there’s been no Outerworld Hero appearing as a nemesis to the Demon King; he could try peacefully evolving humanity.

"Alright, then in the future I’ll play a sickly Demon King."

Shami shrugged in resignation.

With a journalist’s interview, the external pressure quickly lessened, the demonic race officially entered a period of laying low and regrouping.

"Develop the economy, develop the military, develop public welfare, develop culture. These are the key goals of the demon race’s Three-Five Plan."

Shami restarted the demon uprising plan, sitting inside Demon King Castle as the grand strategist, issuing orders to various tribes within the Demon Realm, overseeing and guiding the development of each demon tribe, ensuring the demon race’s steady progress.

The internal environment not just good, but the external environment almost needing no attention from Shami.

The goblins already established three layers of protective barriers around the external perimeter of the Demon Realm, each layer spanning a hundred miles in depth, within which, various demon tribes develop small villages akin to human villages.

Trying to sneak into the Demon Realm unnoticed is next to impossible.

At this time, the goblins from the front sent a letter.

[Buwana’s letter]

Opened.

[Dear Demon King Shami:

Reading your letter feels like meeting, the very sight of the letter brightens the complexion.]

"When did this guy become so cultured?"

While surprised, Shami found that he wasn’t all that surprised.

It is indeed that goblin, that goblin he and Lureya supposedly brought up (fake).

[Now I’ve occupied half of the eastern territories of the Esper Kingdom. To wipe out the Esper Kingdom would be an easy task. However, in doing so, we become colonizers, responsible for the grain and survival of over a million residents.

Goblins are a culturally rich race, lovers of peace, and these attacks against the Esper Kingdom are merely a demonstration of power, not fearing a hundred retaliations, showing the Human World that the demon race doesn’t provoke but isn’t afraid of conflict.]

Shami furrowed his brows, realizing the severity of the situation.

This goblin even understands such things, could he also be a Transmigrator! These writings sound so familiar!

[Now the effect is achieved. I intended to withdraw the troops back to the Demon Realm but can’t bear to leave the residents in the eastern territories. They are oppressed by the Esper Royal Family, initially feared us, but as goblins became village chiefs among humans, adhering to military discipline, not taking anything, merely borrowing some seeds to grow food and become self-sufficient.

Gradually, more and more human villages welcome us and mingle with goblins. Recently heard some human girls want to fall in love with goblins, this I strictly oppose. Not out of narrow racialism.

Primarily, goblins view humans emotionally as friends, unable to foster romantic love. This stems from biological and psychological origins. We prefer goblin girls within our race.

Digressed. During our conflict with the Esper Royal Family, they carted and sent food supplies our way, helping us through actions while under oppression. If we retreat, the Esper Royal Family will make a comeback, the situation mirrors in other kingdoms.

We may remain there for quite a long time, assist them in breaking free from royal control, not in guarding them but guiding them, enabling them to stand again, fight, strive, rule themselves. Goblins are ultimately creatures of the Demon Realm, we have a homeland to return to. If goblins are no longer around, they become the new goblins.

This serves as an example for those under royal oppression in other kingdoms, awakening them to fight, resist unreasonable oppression...]

Putting down Buwana’s letter, Shami’s eyes misted, sobbing like a little girl.

"Saying ’If goblins are no longer around, then you’re the new goblins’... isn’t this a cheat line?"

Goblins... are no longer merely goblins... they’ve embraced their fiery, profound essence and spirit!

The flag of the goblins will ultimately be planted across this continent!

"Maybe I should abdicate to this guy, he’s just more of a Demon King than I am..."

"Shami, why are you crying?"

Just then, nearby, a golden-haired girl gently walked over, puzzled.

"No, the wind’s strong, and suddenly some sand got in." Shami replied, recovering his expression.

"Don’t pretend, that excuse from romance comedies is worn out!"

"Well, what are you doing here, why aren’t you asleep so late?"

Shami didn’t take the bait, raised his head, interrogating the golden-haired girl.

"Reading and studying."

Lureya gestured to the book in her hand.

Shami’s eyes widened.

Studying!

Learning!

Such words from Lureya felt eerie to Shami, assuming a defensive posture.

"Who are you?"

Blushing, the golden-haired girl hugged Shami from behind, slightly parted lips, softly biting Shami’s ear.

"I also get upset! I’m just trying to help you... you’re always busy with all sorts of things..."

Shami paused, feeling warmth in his heart.

So it was seeing himself busy often that sparked the thought of reading for the Demon King?

Lureya, you’ve grown up.

The Elf Maiden’s nose tip reddened, sniffing the scent of Shami’s neck like a creep: "Then there’s no time to do things with me anymore..."

"All it is, Lureya’s brain controlled by lust!"