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

Chapter 61: Chapter 61: Elf Maiden’s Sharp Commentary on Romance Novels

Shami opened his eyes and slowly lifted his head 45 degrees to look at the sky.

The sky was clear, full of spring energy.

"Could it be some kind of terminal illness..."

The Demon King became worried. But there was no doctor in the team. At such a critical moment, there was absolutely no way to diagnose the illness.

The team needed a doctor.

Shami noted the talents he needed.

Constantly feeling his body made the discomfort even more noticeable, just like feeling your heartbeat in the quiet of the night.

The heartbeat, usually imperceptible, was especially loud at that time.

Sometimes it’s like this, clearly there’s nothing wrong with your body, yet you always feel something is wrong.

For example, the usually non-existent presence of the brain, when you really want to perceive its existence, it instantly becomes heavy, making you feel oppressed as if the whole world falls into a well.

In short, you need to find something to do to distract yourself; maybe it will get better in a while.

Shami stood up, planning to take a walk and change his mood.

But after a few laps around, his mood wouldn’t change.

So he decided to adopt the second method to change his mood.

He clapped his hands, and the Slime Jelly, which had its intelligence increased, quickly understood his meaning and took its little brothers back into the cave.

Shami opened the Teleportation Gate and returned to his room.

At the wooden table, Shami took out the Demons Atlas. Since the main quest of invading the village ended, the main quest hasn’t refreshed till now.

He could take advantage of this time to combine his recent changes and make a plan for himself.

Exactly!

Use work and study to numb himself.

As long as he is tired from work, he can sleep comfortably without thinking about his body’s condition.

What surprised him most these days was definitely the Demon Envoy Contract he signed with the Tablet Spirit...

Could the Demon Envoy Contract really have such an effect?

Directly feeding him so many attributes.

If the Tablet Spirit can feed him back, then if he makes progress, that spirit should also benefit, right?

Shami thought this way and felt this contract was increasingly worth exploring.

He wondered if he could enhance his abilities to benefit the spirit, then once the spirit’s abilities increased, it could feed back to him, thus starting a second cycle where he enhances his abilities again due to the Tablet Spirit and feedbacks to her.

This cycle goes on and on endlessly.

"But how to feed my abilities back to Lureya?"

Shami pondered, beginning to study the contract, first trying to perceive the soul channel formed by the contract between them, then transmitting a little magic power over.

No response whatsoever.

He continued to slowly perceive the soul channel formed by the contract between their Spiritual Domains, trying to transmit a bit more magic power over.

But there was still no response.

Shami opened his eyes and shook his head regretfully.

"Even if there’s really an effect, you can’t know what changes have occurred when you’re alone..."

Although he didn’t gain any useful information, Shami felt much more comfortable.

The strange feeling had gradually faded away, and even his initial discomfort was gone. He began to contemplate the meaning of life.

It seemed the Demon King wasn’t sick. It was just a fleeting illusion brought about by his body earlier.

Shami smirked dismissively and continued to indulge himself in his work.

At the inn, in a high-end room.

A certain elf, excusing herself from going to the Maple Forest Clearing earlier, was lying in the middle of a large bed, sleeping deeply in a sloppy sleep pose.

She had painstakingly led the magical beasts to attack an entire village; shouldn’t she just enjoy herself now?

On such a nice day, what’s wrong with taking a nap?

While Shami was researching the Demon Envoy Contract, the exposed smooth belly of the Tablet Spirit gradually revealed runes, occasionally emitting a faint dark purple glow.

However, the maiden was unaware.

Upon waking up fully rested, the magic array on her belly had disappeared. The golden-haired elf slowly got up from bed, stretched lazily, and checked the date.

"Aha~ it’s indeed time to do some holiday homework."

Thinking about how she hadn’t touched her homework since the vacation started — even when she took it out a few times, it was just for show in front of Shami, without really putting any thought into it — Lureya decided she couldn’t delay any longer.

If she couldn’t finish her work this holiday, Professor Nico would definitely punish her severely.

So, the golden-haired maiden leaned against the nightstand, her fair feet crossed, gently swaying, as she took out "The Demon King Falls in Love with Me," borrowed from the library, from her Storage Space, and began to read.

This was one of the most popular romance novels among young girls in the Elf Forest this year.

The Demon King met an elf maiden by chance, fell in love at first sight, then disregarded racial differences and opposing factions to crazily pursue the elf maiden.

That’s roughly the content.

Because of the male lead’s special identity, even Lureya, who never had any concept of the Demon King, couldn’t resist borrowing a copy from the library, though she hadn’t read it until now.

"Well, let’s take a look, though the title already gives away the main idea."

Lureya flipped through the pages while shaking her foot.

[Page 2] The Demon King and the elf maiden met for the first time, the maiden unaware of the other’s identity, acted indifferently. The Demon King sneered.

"Hah, elf, you’ve successfully caught my attention."

[Page 17] Countless mages from the Magic Tower came to subdue the Demon King, unleashing powerful Blast Spells in the air. The Demon King embraced the maiden’s waist, and all the countless Blast Spells exploded against his broad back, the Demon King silencing the maiden, "Don’t be afraid, I’m here."

[Page 18] Demon King Tower, celebration banquet, the Demon King and the elf maiden in an elegant gown danced under the dazzling chandelier.

"Demon King doesn’t talk like this at all, Shami would never say such cheesy words."

"In such a situation, Shami would definitely open a Teleportation Gate and run! Why suddenly kiss! I may have no experience, but don’t think I don’t know, it’s obvious you can’t speak when kissing!"

"Decide the battle by page seventeen, what else can be written afterward! Clearly fighting a Great Mage from the Magic Tower on one page, suddenly victorious by the next? Was the battle scene too difficult to write, so the author just skipped it?"

Skimming through a few pages, completely replacing herself and Shami in the roles, the golden-haired maiden found this novel increasingly absurd.

"Daring to write something like this without ever seeing what a Demon King is really like. It totally misguides other elf maidens. Hmph, second-rate literature!"

The golden-haired maiden sharply criticized the novel, starting to flip pages rapidly.

Shortly, her eyes fixed on a page.

[Page 19] Bedroom. Quiet night. The Demon King pressed the elf beneath him, surrounded by silence, the clear moonlight sweeping over their bodies through the tall window. The atmosphere tense, the two locked eyes, on the white bed, the mattress sinking where their bodies pressed...

On the bed, the golden-haired maiden gulped.

So the plot sped up for this... surely had the grasp of a best-seller?

In fact, she had seen this kind of plot quite often during late-night dormitory readings at school.

If it’s like this, it’s still not up to her standards, you know.

Lureya coldly snorted disdainfully, delving deeper into the read.

In a moment, the golden-haired elf’s pointy ears started to blush.

Not sure why, even though it’s usually the kind of narrative she dismisses, today the more she read, the faster her heart raced, her legs gently drawn together.