"Alright, alright, stop crying... it’s not your fault that nothing was accomplished, just having the chance to challenge the Demon King is a great achievement... right, Shami..."
Lureya was still comforting Lina, she turned her eyes to Shami and found that the latter’s face had turned pale.
This was no longer the time to discuss right or wrong, but rather the critical moment of the Demon King Heir’s crucial survival!
The female hero who inflicted the greatest damage on the previous Demon King was standing right in front of him.
Level 72 Great Sword Master, is that a level achievable within just a year and a half out of the village?
And is this true damage rate not a joke? Definitely counts as the MVP of the Hero team!
If the white-haired one swung its sword, I’d be 100% downed in one shot.
After scouting and discovering that the white-haired one’s strength was completely unmatched by its appearance, it caused Shami to become obedient.
The blonde girl noticed that Shami’s body temperature had dropped quite a bit.
"I’m fine..." Shami forced a smile and continued the earlier conversation: "Participating is what counts in such things..."
The white-haired one suddenly got excited, its little face turned slightly red after crying, forming a unique scene, with small hands tightly gripping Shami’s right hand.
"If that’s the case, then I haven’t fulfilled our agreement, Shami, woooo!"
Lureya frowned her brows slightly.
This feeling of only she being unable to understand what was happening was very unpleasant.
Perhaps it was some boring agreement to protect the village from the Demon King’s hands or something. She blinked her eyes in confusion and boldly guessed. Yes, that must be it.
Shami was also puzzled, did he make some agreement with this white-haired one?
Lina’s little face was touched, and there were still many tear beads on her long eyelashes.
"I’m sorry... I have no ability to fight the Demon King this time..."
No, Luwaka was almost taken down by you...
"But can you wait for me one more time, the Demon King has reappeared, this time I will work hard to improve my strength!"
"I hope you will not underestimate my determination! The failure without any contribution this time will always spur me; I’ll take it as disgrace, constantly reminding myself to improve my swordsmanship!"
"This time, I will definitely end the Demon King myself, expelling the Demon King, and the Demon Race, all from this continent! Leaving none behind!"
What a fiery white hair.
The blonde elf noticed that the white-haired person in front of her wasn’t joking at all, her little mouth opened slightly in surprise.
She quickly thought of Shami’s identity as the Demon King and herself as the Demon Envoy, but after a brief pause, she quickly returned to normal.
Well, what’s a little white-haired one going to stir up, anyway?
"Shami, why do you look like you’re about to cry?"
"I was moved by you..."
"By the way, today’s camping ends here. It seems like it’s going to rain, I have to go home to bring in the clothes."
After returning to the village, since her original house was burned down, Lina had to temporarily stay in the room next to Lureya’s in the inn.
"Why did you burn down your own house?"
Lureya returned to the inn with Lina, asking in confusion.
On the way back, this white-haired girl kept lowering her face whenever she saw someone from the village, to avoid being recognized. Only after arriving at the inn did she dare to lift her head.
"Because... if I don’t burn it, maybe one day I won’t be able to resist coming back... after all, hunting down the Demon King isn’t a vacation, many times I just want to desert..."
The white-haired one’s words were unexpectedly honest.
"I feel embarrassed staying here... can’t even look everyone in the eye..."
The white-haired one nervously touched her hair.
"Don’t worry, everyone is very tolerant."
Since the Humanoid Race is able to live well in this village, accepting a little white-haired swordsman is no big deal.
Lureya led the white-haired one to the door of the room next to hers.
"Anyway, just settle down in this room first. Money or anything, Shami will take care of it. As for clothes, I will give you a few more sets..."
"Thank you very much, Miss Lureya!"
Lureya looked at Lina calmly. Including the cowlick on top of her head, they were almost the same height, and the clean face was quite pretty, possibly ranking in the top ten of the new generation beauty contest of the Elf Race.
But, her looks must still be below her own.
"By the way, Miss Lureya, why are you in the village?" Lina asked softly, blinking: "Could it be because of the announcement from the Tower about the Demon King’s appearance, so the Elf Race sent a scout to investigate?"
"...You guessed it right."
Lureya was about to make up an excuse but hadn’t warmed up her brain yet and found there was no need.
"I see... Miss Lureya looks like she gets along well with Shami..."
Lina glanced at Lureya sneakily.
When she returned to the village today, she found the two barbecuing by the lake.
They even engaged in some form of arm-straining activity there; was that some new form of interactive game? However, their relationship should be quite good. Otherwise, why would they eat barbecue together by the lake...
"Ah, he’s currently my guide in this village, similar to a role that helps me get familiar with the surrounding terrain," Lureya replied.
"Then the relationship should be pretty good..." Lina tentatively asked.
Lureya went quiet, sincerely contemplating her relationship with Shami for a moment.
Hmm, what are normal relationships?
Strangers, acquaintances, friends, best friends, lovers, family, something like that, right.
Between her and Shami...
First, they’ve been together for a fair bit, knowing each other’s identities recently fighting strong enemies together.
More importantly, she still had something of his inside her body.
Although it was the inexplicably appearing magic pattern on her abdomen from the Demon Envoy Contract.
But at the same time, she also left him with a Spirit Contract. The two were mutually connected to each other’s souls.
From this angle, the magic pattern on her abdomen was indeed a testament to their friendship.
Yes, they each were very important friends to each other!
Next moment, Lureya hit her head against the wall.
No! Lureya! Why are you beautifying this so naturally?
If someone saw the magic array on her abdomen, then the identity of an Elf Race maiden could be instantly discarded, no, her pure girl image would not hold!
Is this what the teacher said, after being near a suspect for long, one can develop a fondness, a reliance on the suspect’s psychology?
"Actually... it’s just normal."
Thinking of this, a few black lines appeared on Lureya’s forehead as she replied stiffly.
"Oh, I see..." Lina nodded seriously, "Then I’ll go back to rest, thank you, Miss Lureya!"
"You should rest well too."
Lureya waved her hand, pondering for a bit, feeling it’s not good to be too hypocritical.
"Actually, maybe a bit better than that..."
Looking up, the door to Lina’s room was already closed, reminding her that she still had a lot of questions for the white-haired girl, but for now, she had to drop it.
Sighing, she drifted back to her own room weakly.
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