"Do elves actually like to walk around the house naked? Or is that just your peculiar hobby?"
Shami’s eyes involuntarily darted toward the elf maiden, deeply captivated by the three strips of band-aids on her.
This was no longer just a mere young girl’s body. When the band-aids merged with the flat golden hair, a magical reaction ensued, creating a flawless artwork filled with holiness and allure, perfectly interpreting the temptation of an A~B grade maiden.
"Lureya, how about you hold a Holy Grail high and stand on the top tower in the middle of the Demon King Castle, and act as the highest image ambassador for the underdeveloped Demon Race?"
Shami swallowed, sincerely asking.
"? You want to plaster me up there as the icon of the demon maidens? That’s merely a fancy guard duty, isn’t it? How could that possibly work! Standing there for a day would leave me tanned!"
The elf maiden shook her head, her face flushed red, immediately denying Shami.
As time went by, and she gradually adapted to the band-aid form, the stiffness of the elf maiden’s limbs slowly softened, returning to normality, with the redness on her fair skin fading, her skin becoming even more radiant and beautiful.
The elf maiden looked around, taking out some trinkets from the Elf Ring, and began decorating.
"The house is still too empty. We need to place some valuable things to bring out the host’s charm, hurry and come help me."
The elf maiden stood barefoot on the ground; given that the floors of the entire Demon King Castle constantly swirled with faint, invisible demonic qi, keeping the floor perpetually dust-free, her clean little feet remained unsullied.
This was a very special table, smooth to the touch, with various small and large grooves on it seemingly intended for specific objects.
Following the elf maiden’s instructions, Shami and the elf maiden together moved the table to the center of the hall, right by the entrance for all to see.
The elf maiden slowly took out various small trophies from the Elf Ring, placing them into each groove’s base on the table.
"A trophy table. Specifically designed to hold the various beauty pageant trophies I’ve won over the past decade in the Elf Forest."
"Private items should be kept in your room! Don’t assume this whole castle is yours! Seeing something as you walk in, heroes might think they’ve attacked the wrong castle!"
"Alright then, Shami, where’s your room?"
"On the second floor, but you’re not putting your trophies there either."
The elf maiden stared intently at Shami, while Shami unflinchingly stared back.
Delicate and flawless little face, slender and elegant neck, pink thumb-sized band-aids, a waist that fits perfectly in hand...
Shami could no longer resist, swallowing hard, blinking a few times, and turned her face away, loosening the collar of her shirt slightly.
Who could handle the combo of flat golden hair with band-aids! This is really testing the Demon King’s fortitude!
"Oh right, room selection! First come, first served!"
The elf maiden suddenly remembered she hadn’t chosen a room yet and dashed up to the second floor.
Witnessing this dazzling scene, Shami quickly took a few deep breaths.
"Don’t get knocked out by flat golden hair, Shami. You’ve already entered Wise Mode after watching [Starry Night], haven’t you?"
Following the flat golden hair around in the Demon King Castle for a lap.
The two of them returned to the hall, with the flat golden-haired maiden, of limited stamina, panting heavily.
After exercising, the flat golden-haired maiden’s fragrance was even more intense. Standing beside her, Shami felt as if he was enveloped in a sea of flowers.
The elf maiden seemed to notice Shami’s deep breathing.
"Such a strong fragrance. I feel like I’m suffocating," Shami explained.
The elf maiden sniffed herself, her little face turning slightly red.
"Come on, this is how elf maidens are after exercising."
"Do elves’ sweat also have a scent?"
Shami looked at the elf maiden beside him, with one or two glistening beads of sweat clinging to her delicate body.
"Yes, but although it’s all sweat, the sweat from different body types of elves varies, and it’s related to the environment elves grow up in. The vast majority of elves have a nice fragrance. But in the northern part of the Elf Forest, the elves there prefer very strong-flavored food, and the sweat when they exercise has a faint stinky tofu smell."
"Isn’t the stinky tofu smell considered foul already! I thought all elves’ body scents were as pleasant as yours."
Shami retorted, thinking of human sweat, which is mostly salty and not unpleasant.
The elf maiden was momentarily taken aback, her eyes flashing with shyness.
"Of course, my daily food is nutritionally balanced..."
The elf maiden’s voice carried a hint of pride.
"By the way, do you know which part of the elves’ body you can smell their most original scent from?" Follow current novels on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽
Although somewhat embarrassed, the elf maiden slowly walked toward Shami.
At that moment, there was a knock at the door.
Interrupted, the elf maiden appeared to be getting impatient.
Don’t interrupt at such a crucial moment!
Shami stepped outside, and the elf maiden quickly equipped her white bear-patterned panties, then quietly watched the door to see what was happening.
If someone were there, she would hide away and swiftly put on her outfit, but if it was only Shami, she could continue with the band-aid form.
This is the advantage of wearing only white bear-patterned panties, offering both offense and defense!
In a moment, Shami came back in with a neatly wrapped square gift box.
"Someone left a box at the door. But there’s no sign of anyone anymore."