Aoja Kingdom Southeast.
Vast green plains spread out in all directions, and at the junction with the swamp, grass gradually disappears.
No paths exist on the plains, the surroundings boundless.
Shami is advancing while looking at a map.
Beside him are the newly hired Chameleon Maiden Elze, and the Pink Minotaur, Slime Leader Jelly.
After clearing out a Minotaur base a few days ago, today they’re picking up the pace, continuing to explore new maps to locate the Minotaur Main Tribe.
The purple-haired girl has been leaning against Shami, always feeling a hostile gaze watching her.
"Shami, I keep feeling that pink Minotaur is glaring fiercely at me."
The purple-haired girl tugged at Shami’s sleeve.
"Ah, you’re not mistaken. Pink Minotaur is part of a pure love faction, hence her discontent."
"What does that have to do with anything! And it’s not my fault! I just joined recently!"
The purple-haired girl looks puzzled behind her.
The massive blue Slime seemed fine, its gaze rather gentle.
But the Pink Minotaur was unmistakably displeased from afar!
Slime Leader Jelly is bouncing forward, with several butterflies fluttering around its head, playfully interacting with them.
It seems used to new girls appearing beside Shami, completely unfazed by the presence of the purple-haired girl.
Instead, when the purple-haired girl looks over, it responds with a cute expression.
"Hey, Jelly-chan, that purple-haired girl seems to be pulling Master Shami’s sleeve. Tch, a clumsy little girl trying to get close."
"I’ve long suspected she harbors ill intentions toward Master Shami. Even though Master Shami says nothing happened, they were in the little black room together for so long yesterday, they definitely did something!"
The Pink Minotaur looks sadly at the Slime, searching for comfort but her eyes slowly widen.
"What?! You actually think they’re just a normal superior-subordinate relationship?! And not considering Miss Lureya, this pair isn’t bad either?! No way, Jelly, shipping everything will only harm you, Jelly-chan!!"
The Pink Minotaur fails to comprehend the Slime’s thoughts.
"Just imagine Miss Lureya crying with a green hat on her head, so pitiful!"
"What?! Proper competition makes for good drama, normal competition usually means Miss Lureya is sneaking ahead?! How can a Slime say such things!"
"Anyway, the pure love faction can’t accept such ideology.
——What? If the other three are here, ship them intensely, but now use the purple-haired girl as a substitute?! Are you kidding me!! I am not that kind of fickle Minotaur!"
Shami suddenly stopped halfway, looking at the purple-haired girl beside him.
The purple-haired girl took a step back, her shoulders shrinking slightly as she looked at Shami fearfully.
Her height matches that of a Magical Girl, slightly taller than the flat-chested blonde and big-breasted white-haired girl, all four girls being tall and slender.
Not only in height, Shami also ranked them in his mind in terms of spirit.
Lureya＜Saili＜Lina≤Elze
The purple-hair, dark-skinned girl’s chest, and the white-haired girl are of the same level, even slightly larger.
However, despite being a Dragon Race Maiden, she lacks horns and a tail, which is quite disappointing.
"Why did you suddenly become disappointed and sigh!"
The purple-haired girl sniffed herself in confusion, but there was no odor.
"I just think, a Dragon Race Maiden without a tail and horns is like a pretty Elf Maiden without a chest."
"What a strange metaphor! Feels like you’re subtlety mocking that blonde elf in your team!"
"Let’s not talk about these things anymore, give me your hand first."
Shami reached out his right hand.
The purple-haired girl was stunned, holding her left wrist with her right hand, shaking her head continuously, her wheat-colored skin gradually becoming flushed.
Although she has always been an individual’s dragon, during usual thefts, she learned quite a bit about guild affairs, and reads related books in her spare time to avoid disguise failure.
"Wait... is this about... secret, unspoken rules?"
"What are you thinking?"
Shami pulled the purple-haired girl closer, grabbing her left wrist.
Shami looked at Elze with a hint of surprise.
Unexpectedly, her loyalty is on par with the flat-chested blonde?
Not sure whether to praise the purple-haired girl for her awareness or scold the flat-chested blonde for her foolishness.
"Um, if it’s about a relationship, I might consider it, but I need you to guarantee, respect my dragon rights!"
Recalling that the Demon King’s xp is all about exotic girls, the Dragon Race Maiden tensed up.
Though she never intended to become a Queen of Demons, if the Demon King insists on pursuing her, she’d have no grounds for refusal.
"But it can’t be forced, we need to see if we’re suitable... if not, shouldn’t force it..."
The purple-haired girl, inexperienced in love, though she’s been alive for nineteen years, spent all her time seeking Gold Coins, having little exposure to matters of the heart.
"So... if possible... a slow development would be better..."
The purple-haired girl’s cheeks turned slightly red, speaking as she looked behind, noticing the Pink Minotaur filled with hearts in her eyes, nostrils steaming.