Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager

Chapter 520: Chapter 274: Can Continue Being a Video Tape Ghost, But the Condition Is...

"That’s basically giving no choice at all. If you throw someone else’s home into the latrine, no one will ever rent this video tape again. It’s equivalent to cutting off someone else’s source of income."

"No wonder Shami is so ruthless. When I was tricked into joining the magic tribe, he was behaving like a demon king too."

The two girls whispered quietly on the side, adding pressure to the ghost.

The recruitment was nothing more than a carrot and stick approach.

Shami offered both benefits and threats.

"After joining our tribe, you can use the magic tribe as a backing to scare people. As a ghost of the tribe, you can also access the tribe’s resources and live freely in the Demon Realm without worrying about being chased around by exorcists or the like."

"Of course. You can also choose not to join. Bone Frame, help me find the smelliest latrine in the Demon Realm."

"Yes, sir!"

Bone Frame, dressed in fishnet stocking maid outfit and cleaning the second-floor windows, gave a standard salute and jumped straight out of the second-floor window.

In the first-floor hall, the three and a ghost fell into silence.

The ghost’s face was hidden beneath black hair, almost expressionless, but then, through a gap in the black hair, an eye looked over at the elf.

"Join! I want to join!"

Unexpectedly, the ghost showed no resistance and was so excited she was almost jumping up.

"So you can talk!"

"And with a girl’s voice! How do you make that creepy ’uh-uh-uh-uh’ sound when you scare people?"

The ghost pushed all the hair from in front of her face to the back of her head. The rotten face changed, the decayed flesh gradually disappeared, revealing a youthful face with pallid skin but exquisite features.

This must be the ghost’s original appearance.

"Of course, I can talk. I generally don’t speak while working to avoid chatting with customers—otherwise, there won’t be any scary atmosphere. Speaking of disguising my voice, it’s one of my specialties. I just tighten my throat to make the ’uh-uh-uh’ sounds..."

The ghost began chatting amiably with the blond-haired, white-haired duo, answering each of their questions.

This left Shami a bit puzzled.

"Are you sure about this?"

"Absolutely. I never imagined receiving a personal invitation from the demon king and that the magic tribe even has an elf. Joining the magic tribe is truly an honor!"

The ghost gleefully clenched her fists.

"Can I really join the magic tribe? If possible, could I bring along a few ghost friends as well? They’ve admired the magic tribe for a long time. We even submitted resumes to the tribe back when the last demon king was around but never got a reply."

The ghost looked at Shami excitedly.

Shami pondered, gripping his chin. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The demon king never noticed when the magic tribe became so attractive?

But come to think of it, it kind of makes sense.

Ghosts, as wild creatures, have always been without support, and besides scaring people in the city, they generally live in the wilderness.

Moreover, if they scare people too often, a "ghost haunting" event may occur around them, and once its impact grows, humans may form ghost-hunting squads or request exorcists to expel the ghosts.

So, the life of wild ghosts isn’t that great.

By joining the tribe, at least they’d have a stable place to live, without having to worry as much.

Besides, if faced with exorcists, they could band together to deal with them.

Shami realized this appeared to be a win-win situation.

He wanted to expand the magic tribe’s aerial forces; the ghost sought protection. Both sides reached an agreement.

"You really want to join the magic tribe?"

"Yes, I absolutely do."

Shami slowly extended his right hand, a swirl of purple-black magic power lingering over his palm.

"However, after becoming a ghost of the tribe, you must follow the demon king’s orders and become part of the tribe’s guardians."

"No problem at all! I’ll fight for the tribe’s honor!"

"I will brand the demon king’s mark upon you, and you will henceforth be a ghost of the tribe."

"Got it! Do I need to take off my clothes?"

The ghost was already beginning to unbutton her collar.

The blond and white-haired duo hastily stopped her.

What level is this, wanting to undress freely in the Demon King Castle just like them?

As magic power slowly flowed into the ghost, forming the demon king’s mark within her, the ghost officially became part of Shami’s crew.

"From now on, you are a ghost of the tribe. When you go out to scare people in the future, if you could also promote the tribe’s talent benefits, that would be even better."

As the magic tribe is in its development stage, recruiting more is a normal task. Seeing how the ghost yearned for the tribe, Shami also considered promoting recruitment to lure interested creatures to join.

"Don’t worry, my lord demon king. By the way, could I have my video tape back? Even though the demon king can name me, I had a name before becoming a ghost. If possible, please call me Stacy."

"Alright, Miss Ghost."

Shami found short-haired Stacy rather pleasant.

Soon, the ghost shared her plans.

Although now part of the tribe, she still intended to use the video tape way to scare people, but she would drop Shami’s name if she faced any threats when scaring people.

Of course, Shami wasn’t willing.

The entire tribe having only one ghost and letting it roam around is the same as having none at all?