CHAPTER 555: CHAPTER 289: IF WE STRIKE THE ENEMY’S ROYAL CAPITAL, THE THREAT WILL BE GONE

Returning to the present, how could he fall for this low-level seduction? No matter how tempting it was, he would wait until the external crisis was resolved and he could relax.

Shami’s will was crystal clear.

"If you don’t want to get frisky, then take your hand off my foot! You’ve been playing with it like a toy since earlier!"

The elf maiden raised her head, her cheeks flushed as she stared at Shami.

"Oh, sorry."

Shami snapped back to reality and released the foot he had been toying with.

Time to get to the main topic.

Shami’s hand slowly reached toward the flat golden fur’s belly to trigger the magic array.

A purplish-black circle gradually appeared on the flat golden fur’s smooth belly, warmer than the surrounding skin, its edge extending down below the belly.

——

The magic array was the crucial connection between the Demon King and the Demon Envoy, allowing the Demon King to understand many true details about the Demon Envoy.

Shami could quickly gauge her true level of strength through the spiritual power coursing within the flat golden fur.

[Mid-level stage 1]

Shami looked up, meeting the eyes of the nervous flat golden fur.

"..."

There was indeed some improvement.

The flat golden fur had put in effort. But not much.

"Lureya, you have indeed put in some effort during this time..." He aimed to warm the flat golden fur’s anxious heart with kind words.

"Really, really~ I’ve been super diligent lately, getting up after a full nine hours of sleep, sometimes forgetting to put on sunscreen while practicing..."

The elf maiden quickly sought praise.

"But it’s still far from enough."

"Eh!"

The elf maiden was startled by Shami’s sigh.

"If there were elves joining the adventure group to fight the demon races, Lureya would barely hold her own against a single elf. After all, there are plenty of elves at mid-level stage 1 to 5."

"What’s the difference between an elf without special abilities and a jelly?"

"Don’t compare me to a slime!"

But this couldn’t really be blamed on the flat golden fur. With their exceptionally long lifespans, the elf race typically acted this lazily since they had so much time to waste.

"Lureya, how’s your progress in the Underground Maze?"

Shami inquired about other work matters.

The elf maiden gave a wicked smile.

"Already reached 1%!"

Shami swiftly grabbed the flat golden fur’s little foot and tickled her sole.

"How can you say such things with pride, Lureya! 1% is like a newly created folder!"

The elf maiden had had her foot touched by Shami before but never been tickled. Her eyes widened instantly, her little foot trembling violently, her body writhing like a worm on a waterbed, her hands desperately grasping at the soft waterbed.

"There’s no inspiration... An Underground Maze without elven features lacks soul... Stop, stop touching my feet... they’re super sensitive..."

"That’s not the reason for your delay, Lureya! If you’re stuck, you can always ask me for help!"

"I-I get it... let me go... ticklish... so many nerves on the sole..."

The elf maiden’s face turned the hue of a dusk sky, her eyes seemingly rolling upward.

Shami ignored the flat golden fur’s pleas, intensifying his punishment for the lazy employee.

Suddenly, he noticed the flat golden fur’s entire body blush, her little waist arching into a small bridge on the bed, trembling all over, hands dropping limply to her sides.

He seemed to have done something quite serious.