Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 575 - 299: Dragon Tail Cup

This is a secret chamber about five or six square meters in size. Shami isn’t entirely sure where it is; after wandering in the maze for so long, even with Elze guiding the way, he’s gradually becoming confused.

"I’m the only one who knows about this place. However, there are actually over forty other small secret rooms hidden within the walls of the maze, meant for employees to rest."

Shami looked around the secret chamber; there were no windows, and with the black walls, it felt very enclosed and oppressive. He thought of an important question.

Although the purple-haired girl had made ample preparations for escape, a significant safety hazard still loomed—the threat from the adventurer group.

"Elze, what if adventurers who come here get frustrated and want to destroy the place and break through the walls to reach the end? After all, I was already getting impatient just now."

"I’ve thought of that long ago. The walls here are meticulously designed, so if a certain number of walls are destroyed, the maze’s weight-bearing system will collapse, causing a chain reaction that will sink the entire center of Balan City underground."

"When that time comes, once an investigation is launched, not only will we be exonerated, but the adventurers will have to pay the price for their reckless actions! We might even be able to sue the Adventurer’s Guild at the root of the adventurer group and possibly receive substantial compensation."

The purple-haired girl couldn’t hide her smugness.

Shami showed a relieved expression, like watching his daughter become successful, with his hands held apologetically.

"Elze, you’re brilliant!"

"Shami, you’re tall and strong too!"

"Eh?"

Shami looked at Elze with a puzzled expression.

"Shami, you’re suddenly standing tall and strong again!"

The Dragon Race maiden trembled as she pointed at Shami’s Demon King weapon.

Shami looked down, coughed awkwardly, and tried to cover it by pulling down his coat, but it was of no use.

"Sorry, I don’t know what’s going on lately; it just keeps rising unexpectedly."

"Is it your turn, Shami, to lose control of your front tail?"

"This tail isn’t the same species as your tail!"

Shami retorted with a hint of sarcasm. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

But this anomaly was indeed a trouble for the Demon King.

This symptom had persisted for nearly half a month. The Demon King was always seeing his weapon unsheathe itself when he didn’t intend to use it.

What exactly is going on?

In the field of medicine, the Elf Race on the Aireland Continent holds absolute authority.

After all, typically, humans only have a few decades to dedicate to the medical field; even if specialized professions emerge, the pace of medical development can’t keep up with the Elf Race.

Each doctor from the Elf Race spends two to three hundred years in medical school, becoming an encyclopedia of ancient and modern medical arts.

Time-wise, humans simply can’t compare to the Elf Race in the field of medicine.

When Shami was in the Elf Forest, he had already sought help from the flat-haired golden elf, asking her to relay his symptoms to the professional doctors within the Elf Race to seek their assistance.

——

"Rest assured, in this area, I’m a professional!"

The Elf Maiden ran out of the villa, leaving Shami alone at home.

Shami, bored, was about to explore the little secrets of the flat-haired golden elf’s house when she suddenly pushed the door open.

"I’m back."

"That was fast! What did the doctor say?"

The Elf Maiden smiled mysteriously.

"Hasn’t Shami been feeling cold and sleepy all day lately?"

"That’s true. It’s winter, after all."

"Exactly! It’s because it’s winter. When winter arrives, Shami feels sleepy all day, in a just-waking-up state of half-awake slumber."

"And what do young men do when they wake up?"

"When the brain receives the signal to wake up, the body thinks it’s morning, naturally leading to a morning reaction. Yes—that’s the so-called ’All-Day Erec-tion Syndrome’!"

Shami was taken aback, quickly stepping forward to throw the flat-haired golden elf onto the sofa behind, pinning her down.

"You must be making this up! Where in the world is there such an illness? You didn’t ask the doctor at all, did you, Lureya?"

"It’s poking my stomach... Because Elf Race doctors usually personally tend to patients and don’t accept surrogate inquiries, and it would be so weird for a beautiful elf maiden like me to ask that kind of thing!"

Shami speechlessly released the flat-haired golden elf’s wrists.

The Elf Maiden lay there for a moment, her golden locks splayed like a web on the sofa, slowly raising her little feet to rub against Little Shami through his pants.

"Um, do you need me to help you out?"

"You useless elf, stop always thinking about that kind of thing!"

Shami cautiously distanced himself to avoid being tempted and losing his energy.

"Hmph! If you don’t want it, then fine, this maiden isn’t interested anyway!"

The Elf Maiden, having failed in her advances, crossed her arms with dissatisfaction, sitting on the sofa and complaining in annoyance.

——

Back to the present.

Shami sighed.

Therefore, this symptom has been dragging on without resolution until now.

But Shami did glean an important piece of information.

Doctor.

The demon tribe currently lacks a doctor.

Although the demon tribe currently possesses various professions—not all-encompassing but also quite numerous—they are still missing a doctor capable of treating illnesses or a "Priest" with healing abilities.

For such a large demon tribe, not having a doctor capable of treating diseases is quite troublesome.