Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 581 - 303: Is This So-Called Outerworld?_2
"Not everyone’s constitution is the same. This might be the unique charm of Lord Shami."
The Bone Frame looked up, meeting Shami’s lifeless gaze.
"I don’t want to be some bloody freak! One thing is already bothering me, another strange occurrence and I’ll just die!"
Seeing the confusion in Shami’s dull eyes, the Bone Frame recalled the scene from then.
"Lord Shami possesses unimaginable perseverance. Normal creatures’ ○○ would feel pain and retreat upon hitting something hard. But Lord Shami shouted about how the Demon King Weapon once even killed a Grandmaster, why fear bones... The first to eat a crab gets pinched, and the pioneer trying out the Bone Frame naturally bears some risk..."
Shami looked down and found an adhesive bandage on his Demon King Weapon.
"So it was the bone that rubbed it bloody, huh! Why don’t I remember such a thing! Lust has filled my brain to the point of going from being dizzy to completely drunk! The Demon King Weapon almost perished last night!"
Shami breathed heavily, his mouth parched. This upgrade-induced increase in lust was more terrifying than he imagined, having transcended lust-drunk to entering a state of losing reason!
The Bone Frame, holding its chin, was still lost in memories.
"Actually, this crazy night was my first experience too. Lord Shami seemed like he had endless desires, playing with me then dragging me onto the bed, screaming hysterically, jumping around like possessed, pulling off my arm for a heavy metal concert, the whole room turned into a mess..."
In the Bone Frame’s account, understanding the origins of those scenes in his memories, Shami’s head lit up, quickly shouting to correct this absurd night.
"No! It’s not because of endless desire! It’s entirely the body’s self-defense mechanism kicking in! Since we were in a vacuum space unable to release desire and I hurt myself, I gave up on male instinctive actions and instead turned to hysterical shouting to release the desire in my body!"
"Eh! Is there such an explanation?"
"Of course! Shouting on an empty street at night feels great for this reason! No matter what desire or resentment you have in your heart, you can let it all out!"
"No wonder Lord Shami was cursing all sorts of things I couldn’t understand, kept talking about why at the end of the year he had to work overtime missing grandma’s last moment... why after five years of working himself to death he couldn’t afford mom’s cancer treatment, while some remain in a vegetative state in a nursing home for decades..."
Hearing this, seemingly reminded of something, the emotional Shami closed his mouth and fell into silence, a dim light in his eyes containing countless complex thoughts.
The Bone Frame quietly watched Shami, though its hollow eyes betrayed no change in emotion. Yet, she too had her own feelings. She could sense Shami’s sadness at this moment.
Last night, Shami laughed wildly then cried, saying many things she didn’t quite understand. It seemed like the helpless life of an ordinary person.
But Shami was just a villager from a small village. Why would he have gone through so much?
The Bone Frame didn’t understand, but she seemed to have seen a Shami, different from usual—more real.
The dim light gradually disappeared from Shami’s dark eyes as he returned to reality, and his agitated tone softened significantly. He roughly knew who was behind the destruction in the room.
"When inner desires can’t be released in a normal way, extreme emotions like venting hatred are the only relief. I hope I didn’t do anything bad to hurt you last night."
Shami looked at the Bone Frame. The Bone Frame was a bit surprised. Shami actually first asked if she was hurt at such a time, even though she was just a skeleton.
The Bone Frame shook her head.
"Not really. It was Lord Shami who bled, wasn’t it? But, Lord Shami apparently harbors a lot of resentment toward his Demon Envoys. Last night, Lord Shami shouted Lina’s name 101 times, Saili’s 94 times, and Elze’s 89 times. Only someone with a grudge would call out that many times."
"Eh?"
Shami blinked awkwardly.
Ah, no, the likelihood of calling several Demon Envoys names wasn’t out of hatred but rather using them as spell materials in his mind.
"Of course. Do you think it’s easy to be the contract Demon King for a few Demon Envoys? Normally, they trouble me endlessly. As the leader, I would naturally harbor discontent and resentment towards them."
"I see. It seems Lureya is the Demon Envoy Lord Shami is most dissatisfied with." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
"Huh?"
"Among the counts I logged, Lord Shami shouted Lureya’s name 1132 times. That’s more than three times the combined total of the other three Demon Envoys. Could it be Lord Shami truly sees Lureya as a mortal enemy with a deep-seated grudge?"
Hearing this, Shami fell completely silent.
On the chaotic bed, the atmosphere softened as the conversation took an unexpected turn. But the most important issue was still unresolved.
Not responding to the Bone Frame, after piecing together his memories of last night from the Bone Frame’s words, Shami suddenly felt a slight sense of relief.
