Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager

"As for intelligence..."

Shami pinched his chin, deep in thought.

Having experienced the betrayal of the Demon King by Luwaka, the leader of the Rolling Stone Spirit, Shami valued the intelligence of the Rolling Stone Spirit highly.

Too low is not good, too high is also not good.

"For now, among the demon race, the Minotaur Tribe is responsible for evangelism, the Slime Tribe for drawing enemy fire, the goblin army for confronting enemies, the Skeleton Race for labor, and there are four Demon Envoys. Even if it's a matter of intelligence, it's not up to the Rolling Stone Spirit tribe, right? The Rolling Stone Spirit tribe should just focus on gold production."

"Besides, being too smart and knowing too much is sometimes not a good thing, is it?"

Shami muttered to himself, having made up his mind.

The intelligence of the Rolling Stone Spirit tribe is sufficient.

Shami looked at the explanation in the Demons Atlas and slowly distributed 10 attribute points.

[Ability to produce gold: +6]

[Hardness of stone: +3]

[Intelligence: +1]

"These 10 attribute points are extra, adding to the base attributes of the Rolling Stone Spirit tribe. Even if intelligence is only +1, the Rolling Stone Spirit tribe won't be too dumb."

Shami nodded confidently.

Once everything was ready, with the last trace of purple-black magic power injected into the stone, like blood vessels connecting every rock, the Rock Beastman in front of him awoke, emitting heavy breathing, eyes slowly looking at Shami.

O.o

"..."

o.O

"Why does it seem like it's not too smart! Wasn't it said that this is the normal level of intelligence? It clearly looks like it has a lack of intelligence!"

Shami frowned, touching the Rolling Stone Spirit in front of him.

[Name: Rolling Stone Spirit]

[Level: 1]

[Status: Normal, full of gold inside]

"Lord Shami... I feel like I want to vomit..."

The Rolling Stone Spirit in front squatted down slowly and began to vomit, a large amount of golden gold spewed from its mouth, forming a golden rain for a while.

Shami quickly gathered up all this extremely pure gold.

"Wait, slow down! Although it's still producing gold in this weird way, it's much more acceptable than the shooting gold method!"

Shami consoled himself.

The Rolling Stone Spirit vomited out about five hundred pounds of gold in total, then began a new journey of gold gestation.

[Status: Normal, beginning to hatch gold inside.]

"Now the demon race need not worry about gold anymore."

Shami laughed heartily, explaining the situation clearly to the Rolling Stone Spirit.

The three-meter-high Rolling Stone Spirit behind him suddenly realized his situation.

"Your task now is to take care of your body well and greatly contribute to the demon race's gold treasury."

Shami patted the Rolling Stone Spirit.

"I got it O.o"

The Rolling Stone Spirit nodded in understanding.

"..."

Shami remained silent.

Although from the look in its eyes, the Rolling Stone Spirit didn't seem very smart, it must be an illusion, as communicating posed no problem.

Shami had a nagging feeling he might have misplaced the skill points.

But what's done is done.

After finding a few more stones with life in the depths of the snowy mountains, Shami revived them into Rolling Stone Spirits one by one.

After tirelessly working day and night, Shami walked out of the snowy mountains the next day with 7 Rolling Stone Spirits.

These are the founding seven of the Rolling Stone Spirit tribe.

Shami led the Rolling Stone Spirits to the southwest of the Demon Realm.

Here lies a vast stone forest, just perfect as the habitat for the Rolling Stone Spirits.

After completing the task of reviving the Rolling Stone Spirits, Shami had a brief moment of rest.

The next day.

Demon Realm.

Demon King Castle.

Shami stood on the balcony of the Demon King Castle, breathing the morning air, calming little Shami, and surveying the surroundings of the Demon Realm.

Winter has arrived, and even the Demon King Castle has started to see occasional snow.

Shami's thoughts briefly drifted to Saint Karno City, a hundred thousand and eight hundred miles away from the Demon Realm.

Ever since the Demon King Castle was built, Shami had been busy with various matters, leaving no time to worry about a few Demon Envoy girls. Whenever he had some downtime, their images would flash in his mind.

"It's not like I suddenly miss those Demon Envoys, but it's actually quite relaxing without them around. I just wonder how they are doing now, if it's snowing over there, and if they caught a cold, that would be troublesome, so I'm a bit worried."

Shami comforted himself and, after a long time, checked his Demon King Ring.

[You have an unread message.]

Shami paused for a moment and quickly opened the messaging feature on the Demon King Ring.

This was a message sent by Flat Golden Hair.

"Oi~"

"Is Shami there?"

"School will be out for winter break in half a month. With a two-month-long winter break, after much thought, I decided to stay at your place for a short while before returning to the Elf Forest."

"Oh, by the way, since it's winter, how's the renovation of the Demon King Castle going? I wouldn't want to come back to a drafty house later."

The commotion from the Demon King Ring faded.

"Did she really leave a message just to talk about such boring things? Don't underestimate the work efficiency of the Demon King."

Shami grumbled, walking slowly into the Demon King Castle.

As a Demon King capable of multitasking, he was managing the situation of various demons within the Demon Realm while improving the condition of the Demon King Castle.

Now, the renovation of the Demon King Castle was almost done, and it had the appearance a castle should.

As Shami reached the second-floor staircase, he looked down to see a teleportation gate appearing in the first-floor hall.

A blonde girl, stretching lazily, walked out from the teleportation gate. Her golden hair floated lightly behind her waist, her slender, long legs wrapped in white over-the-knee socks, and her neat, clean school uniform showed no creases from collarbone to abdomen.

The two exchanged glances.

Quiet.

"Why are you back now? Although elves have a lot of free time at school, there's no need to skip half a month's classes!"

Shami, surprised, descended the stairs, looking quizzically at the delicate face of the elf maiden before him.

"It's obvious you didn't take my matters to heart, isn't it? I sent that message to you half a month ago!"

The elf maiden gave Shami a dissatisfied glare.

"Hmph, as expected, once you've tasted a beautiful elf maiden's little feet, you stop cherishing an elf maiden. You should know that those cute little feet are on the elf maiden, not something you can have just because you want them."

With her arms crossed and her eyes filled with resentment, the elf maiden looked straight at Shami, making him look away uneasily.

How can she so casually say such things in everyday life? Clearly, it's a very private matter!

As Shami awkwardly turned his face, the shyness in the elf maiden's eyes gradually dissipated, and her tensely clasped legs slowly relaxed.

Success!

[Because after something like that happens, meeting in any form feels awkward. So the destroy-the-tension plan worked!]

After describing such a thing casually and indifferently, Shami felt embarrassed instead.

Turns out Shami also gets shy about intimate matters, what a silly Demon King~

Knowing that her little feet were incredibly enticing to the Demon King, the elf maiden, having completely forgotten about giving away her first kiss back then, felt secretly proud.

After all, things like that are indeed more exciting than a simple kiss.

"You still haven't thanked me, come on, thank Lady Lureya."

The elf maiden blinked her lush, long light golden eyelashes, pressing on as she looked at Shami.

"Though you're saying that, Lureya, you're blushing, aren't you? Don't think that just because the leader played with you once, you can act like the master, I'm the Demon King."

Shami looked at Lureya seriously.

"What connection is there?! Even though I approached, you agreed, so we could play together!"

Upon hearing herself referred to as the proactive one, the elf maiden quickly covered her burning cheeks with both hands, her little mouth awkwardly explaining.

Lately, due to various situations in the Demon Realm, anytime the Demon King heard words like [I'm the boss], [Lord], or [Master], he would become wary of Flat Golden Hair.

Flat Golden Hair might look foolish, but could she really have ambitions of seizing power?

Shami stared intently at Flat Golden Hair.

The two silently stared at each other; the elf maiden noticed Shami's gaze on her becoming calm and couldn't help but feel a bit down.

What's going on? After experiencing such things, aren't we supposed to be in a relationship now? Why does Shami still look so vigilant!

Originally believing she'd firmly become the mistress of the Demon King Castle, the elf maiden furrowed her brows in frustration.

Wait, could it be that after not seeing each other for a while, he's forgotten about the beauty of an elf maiden's body?

Indeed, after long absences, seeing each other again could lead to estrangement.

But after pulling the relationship closer, don't let it easily slip back!

The elf maiden bit her pearl-white teeth, deciding to make Shami remember the beauty of an elf maiden.