CHAPTER 137: CHAPTER 102: THE SAINTESS IS THE BEST OBJECT FOR EVIL CORRUPTION

Bedroom.

After explaining the plan, the Magical Girl stood up and looked at the two girls on the bed.

"It’s getting late, we’ll discuss the detailed plan tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow then."

"See you tomorrow, Lureya."

The Magical Girl glanced back at the blond Elf who seemed to be fighting with the blanket, then weirdly turned around and left.

"Lina, you should be leaving too, staying here any longer might raise suspicion."

"Oh, oh, see you tomorrow, Lureya."

The white-haired girl hurriedly got out of bed, put on wooden slippers, and jogged out of the room.

In the hallway, the black-haired girl walked slowly, having only moved five meters from the door, frequently looking back at Lureya’s room.

It was apparent that the two girls weren’t fighting under the blanket.

So what was actually happening?

Though it’s said every Elf has some peculiar quirks, what kind of quirk is fighting with a blanket? It totally seems as if someone is hidden under the blanket.

If that were the case, Lina, who’s also on the same bed, would surely notice something strange.

Shaking her head, the black-haired girl dismissed the thought, enveloped in an eerie feeling, she slowly walked back to her own room.

Just then, she happened to bump into Lina who was jogging out of the room.

Saili stopped to ask.

"Lina, um..."

"Sorry Saili, we can talk later. The current scent is very important to me."

"Wha— What scent?"

"A scent that helps one sleep peacefully."

The white-haired girl embraced herself as if preventing the scent from dispersing, then directly dashed past the Magical Girl back to her own room.

Left alone again in the hallway, the black-haired girl returned to her room with a puzzled look.

There’s a feeling that neither of these girls seem normal.

No, no, no, how could that be, common sense dictates that’s impossible.

Inside the Elf’s bedroom.

Once it quieted down, the noise erupted once again.

The blanket was suddenly flung aside, and the blond Elf and something beneath her started arguing in hushed tones.

"Don’t be so stubborn at a time like this, Lureya!"

Shami looked up.

"You’re the one who drew a ’正’ on my thigh first! Did you suddenly want to play a word-drawing game while hiding in a beautiful girl’s blanket?"

Lureya looked down.

"The boss was conveying information this way."

"First drawing a circle on my belly, then writing on my thigh, next you’ll probably be putting a collar on me! I’m always the one at a loss!"

"Ultimately, it’s because you suddenly pulled me into the blanket. Smelling your feet while hiding under the blanket isn’t exactly fun." Shami spoke earnestly.

"Be grateful for the perks, villager! Being able to crawl onto an Elf Maiden’s bed is enough for you to brag for a lifetime!"

The blond Elf looked down at Shami, her cheeks slightly reddened.

Seeing the flat-haired blonde seemed unwilling to let her go, continuing the argument would likely be endless.

Shami shifted her strategy and decided not to bicker with the flat-haired blonde anymore.

"But I do have to hand it to you, Lureya, now that I think about it, maybe pulling me onto the bed was purposefully arranged. Just taking a little risk and being able to eavesdrop on Saili and your conversation is a hundred times better than my ’use the Teleportation Gate to escape’ plan."

Shami’s words quieted the blushing Elf Maiden.

At that moment, her mind wasn’t quite processing (●—●)

"Alright... let’s call it even then..."

"Agreed."

Shami nodded.

The next moment, the blushing Elf Maiden bit her lip again.

"Then let go of my foot already! Holding it like this, is it fun?"

The current scene was the Elf Maiden standing on the soft big bed, with one foot planted on the mattress and the other suspended in the air, being held.

Shami lay sitting on the bed, holding the flat-haired blonde’s foot with one hand, supporting herself with the other.

"..."

Shami looked at her right hand, which was holding Lureya’s snow-white foot, grasping it from the sole, her hand fitting snugly against the foot.

"Because the Demon King also can’t resist tickling."

Shami gently released, letting go of the very fair and lovely small foot of the flat-haired blonde.

Her side had been tickled by Lureya, so she had no choice but to restrain her foot.

The Elf Maiden turned her face away, her pointed ears flushed red, trying not to look at Shami sitting by her feet.

Unexpectedly finding such a weakness of the Demon King... but it’s ultimately useless, isn’t it!

The first emergency meeting for the Demon King high command ended successfully.

...

After assigning tasks to Lureya and Lina, Shami waited for their news, but considering their usual behavior, somehow felt they might be unreliable.

Most likely they wouldn’t be able to gather any information.

Two days later.

Night.

Shami was in the Maple Forest Clearing, conducting a physical checkup on Jelly.

As the first Slime personally created by Shami, Jelly’s level had risen to 40, with the intelligence template rapidly improving, though still unable to speak, she already understood Shami’s instructions completely.

Simultaneously, as the core leader of the Slime Tribe, Jelly had gained the ability to split into 200 Slimes at once.

This level of nurturing ability was sufficient, and with the addition of 10 Poisonous Slimes over level 30, and 5 Frozen Slimes that later mutated over level 30.