It’s ti to find a reliable doctor for the demon tribe.
Shami thought silently, while the Dragon Race Maiden on the other side had already taken action.
Once all the Glowing Crystals on the wall were turned on, the whole small secret chamber was covered with a hazy glow, similar to the lighting in a dance hall.
The Dragon Race Maiden resolutely looked at Shami.
Activate the Minotaur Soul within!
"The confidentiality of this chamber is very strong. No matter what happens inside, no one outside will know, not even the Elf Race."
The Dragon Race Maiden said as she slowly approached Shami and began to apologize.
"Sorry, it’s all because of the tail that I made Shami uncomfortable. For this, I prepared an apology gift for Shami."
"Huh?"
Shami wondered as the Dragon Race Maiden raised her head towards him.
"During this ti, I’ve also observed so very strange phenona in the Human World. If a guy doesn’t interact with girls for a long ti, then whenever he sees a girl or sothing he likes, he becos unusually excited, and even finds a dog to be pretty, falling into [permanent ○rection syndro]."
"Why are you ntioning that condition too? Does it really exist on this continent?"
Being told this by both the Elf Race and Dragon Race, Shami montarily lost confidence.
Could it be that this world has its own unique dical system?
Thinking about it, it was indeed possible.
As Shami pondered, the Dragon Race Maiden already cradled her tail in front of her.
"It’s this tail that caused Shami’s ○ction, right? The tail will take responsibility."
Shami quickly retreated.
Having experienced the energy-draining by the dragon tail before, the Demon King had a considerable shadow over this tail.
This is a dangerous thing, and a slight mishap could ruin the Demon King’s physical training of dozens of days.
"Rest assured, Shami. During this ti, I’ve seriously modified my tail through observing the Human World, so it won’t have any adverse effects. Humans are indeed smart in this regard, considering that not all boys and girls are always together, developing their own applicable utensils according to their individual needs."
"Elze, what exactly have you observed in the Human World?"
Shami looked over with a strange expression.
"Actually, a dragon tail can also do similar things. You just need to curl the tail from top to bottom, and the tender scales under the dragon tail will form a small hole. The scales are very delicate, not as prickly as the scales in other parts, and can provide better friction."
The Dragon Race Maiden’s tail gradually turned into a strange shape. Shami swallowed.
"Judging by Shami’s reaction, Shami still likes girls, right?"
"Isn’t that obvious?"
"However, maybe because of your Demon King identity, you have to maintain the status of a virgin... otherwise, Shami would have already been sneaky with us while sleeping together..."
The Dragon Race Maiden said as she gradually beca excited, and her tail was already curled up into an alluring opening that matched Shami’s size.
"But all this will be resolved with this gift! Shami, this is the special gift I prepared for you! A Dragon Tail Cup you can call for and use anyti!"
"What kind of strange body exploration is this! The dragon race tail is going to do sothing no dragon tail has ever tried before!"
"Co on, try it, Shami. This is a privilege only for Shami, and even if you do it, it won’t leave a trace. It’s the only way not to be discovered by Lureya."
The excited Dragon Race Maiden moved forward.
Although the original intent was to make ands for ssing up in the Underground Maze with Shami.
But Shami gladly accepted the Underground Maze.
However, this ticulously prepared gift should not be wasted either.
To promote quickly, one must present gifts to the Boss. In the past, warriors presented cities; today, the subordinate presents a tail.
To secure a stable position beside the leader, one must have so relationship with the Boss. In the past, there was the Peach Garden Oath; today, there is the Dragon Race Ox Spirit.
As long as Shami utilized her, he could stay here for life.
Sorry, it’s necessary to stay here forever, it’s necessary.
The Dragon Race Maiden, completely smitten with the relaxed work of the demon tribe, understands her situation very well.
"I can no longer return to the normal Human World, working from nine to five like a normal person! Shami, you’ve corrupted into a monster that can’t integrate into the Human World!"
"But weren’t you originally a thief living by stealing, Elze!!!"
"So, sorry... you must be responsible for the latter half of my life..."
"It feels like you’re saying this to two people!"
The Dragon Race Maiden, feeling deeply apologetic towards the Elf Maiden in her heart, once again filled her eyes with guilt and arousal.
"Co on, Shami, give it a try, it’s a must-have for the new era single Demon King!"
Shami looked at the purple-haired girl holding the dragon tail forward and kept retreating.
"Wait, wait..."
"This behavior isn’t counted as physical intrusion at all, no need to bear the accusation of a leader forcing a subordinate. At most, it’s just a subordinate holding a Dragon Tail Cup helping the leader solve life troubles!"
"Even if that’s the case..."
"And I agree, always agree, I’ll even shout my agreent every five seconds if needed. Plus, it’s a Tail Cup, a Dragon Tail Cup, is there anyone who can make a dragon lift her tail to ○sturbate for him!"
Shami stopped his retreating steps.
Well, he was tempted by the purple-haired girl’s words.
Looking at the tender skin at the bottom of the dragon tail, with delicate and pale, even slightly pinkish scales erging, the soul of the alien girl lover within him burned fiercely.
"Then... give it a try?"
"Mmhmm."
The Dragon Race Maiden offered her tail expectantly, holding it out in front, waiting for Shami to ENTER.
"No one will be around, right?"
"Don’t worry, Shami, it’s a completely sealed chamber."
Upon hearing this, Shami confidently brought out the Demon King Weapon.
With an artifact weighing the entire demon tribe, the purple-haired girl couldn’t take her eyes off it.
"Why didn’t it have the glowing entry effect like last ti?"
"That effect is enough just once, even a fake ○knight’s transformation is complete in only the first couple of episodes."
Shami explained.
In the nervous gaze of the two, the first external human exploration between the Demon King and Dragon Race began.
Demon Race Artifact ENTER!
In an instant, Shami’s sight brightened, and his whole body seed filled with an invisible force. He clenched his hands, his head involuntarily raised slightly.
The Dragon Race Maiden also trembled all over, her cheeks turning red.
In her mind, the shape of a little demon king, repeatedly perfected, finally presented in full 3D.
The Dragon Race Maiden began to exert her tail power.
"It’s not over yet, Shami, I’ve been doing yoga for my tail every day these days."
Looking at Shami’s expression gradually going astray, the Dragon Race Maiden felt smug.
The Dragon Tail Cup, with no technological ddling and supported entirely by biological strength, contained energy beyond Shami’s imagination.
Three hundred and sixty-degree all-around massage, the opening and closing of the dragon’s newest tender scales, plus the muscle control built by yoga, combined to make Shami’s head swell, putting him in an unfavorable sensation.
Uh-oh, this feeling is even worse than the last ti with the Dragon Race Maiden.
Shami clenched his hands tightly.
Gonna, gonna...
"Gonna be crushed to death ahhhhh!!!"
"Shami exclaid out of comfort, how cute."
"I’m telling the truth, Elze! The Demon King is gonna die!"
Veins popped on Shami’s clenched hands.
The Demon King’s voice echoed in the chamber, and the Dragon Race Maiden quickly dropped the mocking expression, easing her force rapidly.
Only then did Shami co back to life.
"Sorry, sorry..."
The purple-haired girl looked at Shami, full of apology.
Almost killed the Demon King a third ti.
"Elze, I find the life threat to the Demon King with you is the greatest."
Shami said jokingly.
The Dragon Race Maiden showed a face wanting to cry but having no tears left, slowly crouching down.
Clearly, he is the one who wants to die!
"Sorry... Shami... why don’t we just stick to ring communication from now on..."
Apparently taking Shami’s words seriously, the Dragon Race Maiden’s eyes turned red.
Shami was taken aback for a mont, finally could only go up and comfort her.
After all, this was the Demon Envoy he chose.
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