Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 39: Who are you, White Hair?!

Chapter 39: Chapter 39: Who are you, White Hair?!

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

So hungry...

So tired...

Wish I could just die...

Can’t remember how long I’ve been lost.

The directions given by those people I met earlier were completely wrong, and there’s no way back to Yili Village. I’ve been wandering in this forest for so long that I can’t even find the way I came in.

During the day, in the forest, a cloaked person was dragging their weary steps, moving forward listlessly.

A strand of silvery white hair peeked out from the cloak’s hood, stained with dirt, possibly from not being washed for ages, the strands almost tangled together.

So heavy.

Should I just throw away this sword?

Anyway, it’s a failure. Keeping it will only make me sadder.

No way, being a swordsman without a sword is like being a man without ○○.

Under the cloak, a pale little face looked upwards.

Not far away, there was a wisp of white smoke, and there seemed to be a smell of meat.

The cloaked person gulped and quickened their pace.

By the lakeside.

Shami was feeling a bit frustrated. What he thought would be enough ingredients for two barbecues were almost finished, and the flat-haired golden retriever was still eating happily.

The more crucial point is that he, the host, had completely become a waiter, only tending the fire and barely eating anything at all.

"Shami, another serving of grilled beef tongue~"

"None left."

"How about corn then~"

"That’s gone too."

"Eh~ The service is really unsatisfactory~"

"..."

"How about better service~ I’ll give you another pair of socks. The original pair should already be full of sin."

Lureya took a bite of hot meat, her emerald eyes glanced at Shami, and she confidently gave a slight smile after slanting her smooth jade legs slightly to the side.

The elf maiden was particularly confident in her beautiful legs!

"Sorry. Your original pair is still untouched, in my ring."

Shami took out the white socks from his Demon King Ring, almost untouched since being placed there.

"No way..."

Lureya lost interest immediately, her eyes widened, and she snatched the socks from Shami’s hand.

She sniffed them, using her elf’s keen sense of smell, found that they indeed only had her scent.

She shook her head resolutely.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, the socks’ smell should have been sniffed away by you a long time ago."

Shami snatched the socks back and returned them to his Demon King Ring.

"Believe it or not. Give them back to me. Don’t ruin the smell on them. How else will I sell them to those quirky weirdos in the underground circles later?"

"Eh! That’s what you were planning?!"

Lureya panicked and lunged at Shami with both hands.

"Don’t sell people’s personal belongings to those disgusting underground moles without permission! Selling worn socks to strangers is even worse than letting you eat them!"

"Watch out for the oil on your hands! Don’t come any closer, elf!"

"Then eat them yourself!"

After drinking some fruit wine, the golden-haired elf with slightly red ears appeared a bit out of control.

"Directly skipping the return step?!"

Unexpectedly entangled by the flat-haired golden retriever, who was aggressively demanding him to eat her socks, Shami had to brace her oily little hands with his own.

While they were arguing, a figure suddenly appeared behind Shami.

Lureya happened to look up and saw a cloaked person behind Shami, stopping her actions, and stared blankly.

Shami also followed her gaze and saw the person still wearing a cloak in broad daylight.

Uh-oh, an enemy attack?

Uh-oh, I’ve been spotted?

The two quickly stood up and faced off with the cloaked person not far away.

Meanwhile, almost instantaneously, Lureya, now sober, discreetly used [Purification] to clean the grease off her hands and lips.

"First of all, I was only responsible for tending the fire. As an elf, eating barbeque would give me a stomachache."

"You’ve already confessed, haven’t you!"

Shami glared at the flat-haired golden retriever beside him. At a time like this, you’re still worried about your elf image, huh? It’s long gone!

Lureya pouted slightly: "What are you saying, I don’t understand at all..."

While saying this, she arched her right hand and touched Shami’s hand with her finger.

A smooth white light flashed.

[Purification] manifested, Lureya also cleared the grease off Shami’s hand.

Shami was slightly astonished.

Such a useful skill, if used in modern life, it could save a fortune on water bills...

No, this is not the time to think about that!

Shami came to his senses and focused on the cloaked person ahead.

Who is this person before him?

An ordinary NPC who accidentally wandered into this area, or an enemy?

"Who are you?" Shami asked cautiously.

"Shami?"

A clear female voice came from within the cloak.

Shami was momentarily taken aback. Judging by the voice, the person was a young girl, but whether she was good-looking was unknown. Those who didn’t show their face were all considered a blur.

"It’s me..." Shami remained vigilant.

Beside him, the golden-haired elf had already positioned her hand near her side abdomen, ready to open the Storage Space and draw her Elf Sword at any moment.

The cloak started trembling slowly, upon closer look, it was the body of the person beneath shaking.

Two fair arms emerged from the cloak, small hands slowly removed the cloak and threw it to the ground.

The person under the cloak revealed their true face.

Lureya’s eyes squinted slightly.

Such a pretty white-haired human girl, she seems friendly.

But seeing the cloak entirely removed, and the considerable weight of the white-haired girl’s chest, Lureya became cautious again.

No, it must be an illusion.

If she’s an enemy, this white-haired one’s strength is not to be underestimated!

Silvery white hair hung messily behind her waist, her entire outfit tattered, with a regular longsword at her waist. The pale little face was smudged here and there, like a tabby cat.

The next moment, tears streamed down the white-haired girl’s eyes as she started to sob.

Shami and Lureya were taken aback.

"Shami, boo... I’m sorry, boo... I’m back with nothing to show, boo boo!"

Tears like broken kites rolled down the white-haired girl’s cheek as she ran towards Shami.

The running speed was not fast, but the change was so sudden that Shami and Lureya were stunned in place.

The white-haired girl wrapped her arms around Shami’s neck and began sobbing loudly in his embrace.

Lureya, standing between the two, watched the scene and was momentarily dazed.

Eh?

Shami had the same reaction, his hands awkwardly placed at his sides, not daring to touch the white-haired girl before him.

Who are you, white-haired girl?

There’s no memory of you at all, alright!

"I’m sorry, boo, I’m sorry, boo, I completely failed your expectations, boo..."

"I knew it, I’m a worthless idiot, boo..."

"I originally planned to end it myself, boo, but then I thought you and everyone are still waiting for me, boo boo..."

[Affection Level: 50→10]

Shami stole a glance at the flat-haired golden retriever beside him.

What are you up to, flat-haired one! The affection level I worked so hard to raise has gone down! Keep it firmly at 50!

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