CHAPTER 326: CHAPTER 186: OBSERVATIONAL RESEARCH ON THE DEMON KING WEAPON_2

For instance, that time when Shami transformed into a bank’s deputy manager.

It involved tailing this man for two months, observing his words and actions while acquiring his pheromones through close proximity, ultimately leading to a successful transformation.

However, from only seeing the man’s face and limbs, the Dragon Race Maiden didn’t completely transform into the deputy manager.

The crucial parts like the torso and the ○○ were extrapolated from human anatomy magazines, instead of being the deputy manager’s original body.

Meaning, the deputy manager the Dragon Race Maiden transformed into was an outwardly chubby, greasy middle-aged man, but underneath his shirt was a model’s body from the human-art magazine.

As the brief memory passed, Elze returned her gaze to Shami before her.

This guy’s body is even more perfect than those models in the human magazine!

Just a simple touch feels like sheer pleasure!

The Chameleon Maiden felt she was absolutely going to fully transform into Shami’s shape at this rate.

Time ticked away, dot by dot.

"Alright."

The Dragon Race Maiden shifted her gaze away from Shami, feeling a visually satisfying fullness, stretching lazily with contentment.

"Good then. Let’s start the second half."

Shami, from lying down, turned to face forward, then removed his pants, leaving only his underwear.

"Wait, why is there a second half?"

The Dragon Race Maiden’s outstretched lazy arms froze beside her head, quickly moving her legs backward to the bed’s edge, looking at Shami who only had underwear on, her face blushing crimson.

"Because removing everything at once feels overwhelmingly distracting, so I’ve planned to split the observation into two halves: collecting upper body pheromones first, then the lower half."

"Thank you for being so considerate. — But isn’t this feeling rather odd?"

The Dragon Race Maiden shrugged her shoulders, supporting her hands on her knees, feeling a bit heated and slightly flustered as she looked at Shami’s face.

In the room, both the Dragon Race Maiden and Shami were on the same bed.

Since the Dragon Race Maiden had just showered, she wore black shorts exposing her two slender beautiful legs, while her upper body had only a bra on, revealing her slim waist and delicate collarbone in the air. As for Shami, he was down to just a pair of white boxer briefs.

The scene of both on the same bed appeared like they were readying for some warm-up to a dual activity!

Shami looked down at himself, quickly grasping what the Dragon Race Maiden was referring to.

"Elze, rest assured. While I’m a leader, I won’t engage in any shady business with subordinates. When collecting pheromones, comprehensiveness is key."

The Dragon Race Maiden’s face flushed intensely.

Now is a bit late to address this.

"But if this scene gets discovered, it’s hard to explain clearly."

"Don’t worry, I’ve devised a plan. If anyone comes by, I’ll simply say I’m learning the Dragon Race language."

Seeing Shami’s persistence, the Dragon Race Maiden couldn’t resist further, enduring the escalating warmth, proceeded to analyze Shami’s second half.

Starting from the feet, moving upward, finally landing on the bulging briefs.

Even through the briefs, the Dragon Race Maiden sensed waves of intimidating aura from the Demon King Weapon.

Truly worthy as the Demon King’s secret weapon.

"If transformed, a 95% resemblance should be achievable. The remaining 5% is inside the briefs."

The Dragon Race Maiden mumbled quietly, offering her report.

"Should we... should we continue..."

"Absolutely."

Shami nodded with determination, bringing his hands to the edge of his underwear.

Though the Dragon Race Maiden appeared calm, her eyes were wide open.

She was about to see the Demon King Weapon in such a casual daily routine!

Stay calm, despite being the Demon King Weapon, it should resemble those in the human-art magazines.

Shami lowered his underwear to reveal a third, paused silently, then pulled it back to its original position.

Showing the Dragon Race Maiden the weapon inside the underwear posed no issue from a research perspective.

However, fully exposing it would allow the Dragon Race Maiden to completely become his likeness, posing potential risk.

If flat-haired blondes Lina and Saili can’t distinguish between the two, what then?

Allowing the Dragon Race Maiden to freely walk among the demon race with his face isn’t ideal.

A distinct identifier for the real one is essential.

The weapon, being the Demon King’s ultimate secret, is the perfect distinguishing factor.

By showing the weapon to the three Demon Envoys first, it distinguishes between him and Elze’s transformation.

Externally, differentiating him from the Chameleon Maiden was nearly impossible.

This twisted thought must’ve been influenced by that quirky white hair.

Shami shook his head.

"Forget it, let’s skip that."

"Eh?!"

The Dragon Race Maiden’s high expectation deflated suddenly.

How can we stop halfway, when we’re all set!

"What about the remaining 5% then, if I’m the Demon King’s stand-in, it must be perfect at 100%! Just one look, let me see it!"

"Nope."

Faced with the Dragon Race Maiden’s sudden enthusiasm, Shami firmly declined.

"You were so embarrassed earlier, why suddenly acting so bold Elze!"

The Chameleon Maiden recognized her odd behavior too.

Could it be... she transformed unintentionally?

"So just 95% then?"

The Chameleon Maiden glanced at Shami.

"What do I do about it? When I change into you, select any length?"

Shami pondered. Though unable to show the weapon’s true form to the Chameleon Maiden, giving away a hint was possible.

Since if the Chameleon Maiden made it too small, it would impact the Demon King’s image.

"How about this, let me describe the general situation to you."

Hence, the two adopted a conversational approach, Shami assisting Elze in pheromone acquisition through questions and answers.

The Chameleon Maiden gulped, her cheeks flushing, curiously looking at Shami.

"Is the Demon King’s weapon fierce..."

"Most of the time it’s quite tame."

It indeed depended on timing...

"Does the weapon have special abilities?"

"Well, not currently, but I’m developing one."

The Dragon Race Maiden nodded shyly.

"Oh, oh..."

After a moment.

"What’s the size, the size of the weapon?"

The Dragon Race Maiden tightened her small fists, blushing deep red.

Ultimately, the question got asked, right Elze?

"It varies, cold weapon and hot weapon states differ entirely."

Shami replied earnestly.

Seeing the Dragon Race Maiden a bit puzzled, he contemplated and began gesturing.

"In hot weapon state, roughly capable to be..."

The Dragon Race Maiden watched nervously.

Secret’s always surrounded the Demon King.

Even the top-selling books merely speculated the Demon King’s secrets.

Among these, the Demon King Weapon remained the deepest mystery and the most intriguing.

It’s an unsolved enigma, rumored to be the Demon King’s secret weapon to surprise foes, while some say it has allure effects...

Rumors came endlessly.

Now, is this enigma finally settling here with her?

The Dragon Race Maiden stared at Shami’s hand, unblinking.

Shami’s hands began gesturing before him.

Beginning with palms facing, slowly spreading to sides.

"Roughly about this big..."

Just as the truth was about to emerge, suddenly, a golden magic array formed on Shami’s chest, and in the next moment, Shami vanished, leaving the Dragon Race Maiden alone on the bed, perplexed.

"Eh eh eh! Where’d you go? Why disappear at the most critical moment Shami! How big is it!"

The purple-haired girl stood up in bed, searching the room for Shami.

——

Somewhere within the woods along the main road.

A certain blonde, lying in bed with wide eyes.

"It appeared! The Demon King wearing only underwear!"