Shami combined her detection ability with the interactions over the past few days, rationally analyzing the situation.
"Although the opponent is a powerful Hero, over the past few days of interactions, Lina has never suspected our hidden identities at all. She doesn’t have that kind of specialized detection ability, and is most likely just a pure Swordsman. I’ve also looked into some intelligence on the Demon Lord and the Demon Envoy, and unless it’s the Perception Skill from those top-tier Mages at Fata, generally nobody would be able to see through our identities."
"Sounds like you know her well..."
Lureya stared at Shami with her eyes.
"But indeed, that’s what it is..."
Lureya recalled that she herself had also been in contact with Lina several times over the past two days, including quite a bit of physical contact, but the latter had no reaction.
"As someone with a hidden identity, you have to be a bit sensitive to everyone."
Shami dispelled the reluctance of the flat-haired blonde and smiled, "We just need to act as usual, as long as she doesn’t discover our secret base."
Lureya thought for a moment.
"Well... let’s go with what you said. If we really get discovered, immediately open the Teleportation Gate and take me with you."
"In the end, it still comes back to the topic of running away!"
The sky was clear and calm.
After putting aside the white-haired topic, Shami decided to return to the main issue. Since the flat-haired blonde’s mindset was back, it was time to advance the main quest.
"Lureya, let me tell you something."
On the open ground, using Slimes as practice sandbags and throwing out random moves, Lureya sheathed her sword and ran back to Shami’s side.
"About going to the city, let me think it over carefully, not planning properly would waste a lot of unnecessary time."
"More importantly, there’s something more significant that needs your help now."
Shami flashed a friendly smile.
Lureya held her sword in front of her, her legs tightly together.
"Why do I have a bad feeling about this?"
On the branches, two little birds: chip-chip-chip—"What!!!"—flew away.
Lureya quickly shook her head, and her hands swung the sword side by side.
"To have an Elf Maiden lead magical creatures to rob a human village, that’s no different from an innocent maiden playing ○ on a deserted street at midnight! The image of the Elf Race would be entirely ruined by me!"
"Clearly the latter is more terrifying, alright!"
"It’s not like I’m asking you to go openly, you can disguise yourself. And I will carefully choose the village, preferably one with all blind people."
"A village like that couldn’t possibly survive!"
Lureya squatted down, holding her head.
"And with the help of the Slimes, all you have to do is trample the crops and bully the kids in the village a bit, you don’t need to harm any villagers, there won’t be any psychological burden."
"Don’t be so willful, Lureya. If you keep this up, I will use the Demon Envoy Contract, and activate the contract’s power."
"Go ahead, the resolve of a maiden to not do bad deeds won’t be shaken by such things..."
"Curse Seal[Take off shoes]."
"It’s starting the same way again?!"
"Curse Seal[Take off stockings]."
"Exactly the same steps as last time!!"
"Curse Seal[Expose feet]."
"Shami, you really are a foot fetishist, aren’t you, bastard! Always making me take off stockings to see my feet! Does it attract you that much, then make good use of those white stockings!"
The blonde girl obediently took off her shoes, rolled down her black stockings, and exposed her two white feet to Shami, blushing and cursing.
"I just want you to remember that besides being an elf, you also have the identity of a Demon Envoy. Completing the Demon Lord’s tasks is also part of a Demon Envoy’s duty; you can’t be so wilful, Lureya."
Shami spoke earnestly.
The golden-haired elf’s pointed ears were already flushed red, pursed her thin lips, moving her equally blushing face; she still seemed a bit stubborn.
Still being stubborn?
Then further education is needed.
Shami sighed inwardly.
Just as she was about to use the curse seal again, to make the flat-haired blonde do a handstand for a while, she realized it wouldn’t work anymore.
[lv.1 Demon Envoy Connection: Can only issue mandatory commands to the Demon Envoy three times a day.]
Lureya had already closed her eyes, quietly awaiting judgment.
An elf maiden who couldn’t resist this evil power had to cooperate obediently, damn it! The next moment Shami might do something strange to her feet wasn’t entirely impossible! After all, they look so clean and enticing! But ultimately, foot ○ really is strange!
The blonde girl’s ten tender toes squeezed tight.
Shami was silent, sitting quietly under the tree.
So there is a limit to the number of times it can be used, I thought it was unlimited, seems there are limitations after all.
After a moment, the power of the spell ended, and the golden-hair girl swiftly pulled back her feet, grabbed the socks and shoes next to her, and quickly turned around, putting on the knee-high black stockings reaching to mid-thigh.
The maiden was blushing all over, from her pointed ears to the skin on her thighs.
When the shoes were back on, the golden-haired elf slowly turned around, looking at Shami with hidden fury simmering beneath her eyes.
Shami spoke with emotions involved.
"Your abilities haven’t improved in a long time, right? You’ve been stuck at the third stage of Spiritual Qi for quite a while, I could almost promise this time could help you improve."
Lureya didn’t reply, both fell into silence.
In the distance, more than twenty crystal-clear Slimes were bouncing around. After a while.
The golden elf slightly parted her lips, holding her legs folded in her arms, not opposing anymore.
Part of the reason was what Shami mentioned, about improving her abilities. She didn’t know why Shami was so confident, but she had quite a bit of trust in him right now.
But more importantly, Shami had stopped in time, not continuing to do weird things to her feet.
Looks like even if he’s a bastard Demon Lord, he still understands the importance of a Demon Envoy.
A Demon Envoy’s life matters too!
Didn’t casually make a Demon Envoy do such a thing... From this point, her position in his heart seemed quite significant...
Shami: No, it was purely because the skill had a usage limit.
"Can’t help it, fate somehow got me entangled with you, if I can’t resist, then I’ll go..."
The golden-haired girl turned her face away.
"After all, even if I’m unwilling to go, you’d still use the curse seal to force me, right?"
Lureya’s little face and ear tips had returned to normal skin color, her face turned away, and her small mouth still remained stubborn.
Shami paused slightly, smiling in satisfaction.
As expected, the mindset shift of a seventy-nine-year-old girl is quite fast.
Though the speed at which her mindset shifted seemed a bit beyond his expectations.
Lureya slipped into another moment of contemplation.
That just now nothing happened, no matter how you think about it, feels a bit strange, and there’s a sense of loss, like the climax of a movie turning out as bland as plain noodles.
The pure elf maiden quickly shook the stray thoughts out of her mind.
"That’s great." Shami chuckled lightly: "Let’s prepare a bit, and set off the day after tomorrow."