Chapter 459: Chapter 247: Are the black-limbed lambs wearing black stockings?
At the inn, Shami was packing up, preparing to leave Saint Karno City.
Let’s rewind time a little bit.
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This morning, Shami handed in his resignation letter to Rooney in Saint Karno School, resigning from his teaching position.
The reason given was his girlfriend is nearing her 80th birthday, and they plan to get married on this day.
"Mr. Edogawa, since your hometown girlfriend is waiting for you to return home, I certainly can’t stop you, right? Although I can’t attend your wedding, please convey my wish to your girlfriend, that I wish her a long life like the Southern Mountains."
Rooney showed a regretful expression, as if an old friend was about to leave, opening his arms to give Shami a hug.
He suddenly hugged Shami’s stomach.
Shami looked down at the short Rooney, who had half Goblin blood flowing in him, and for a moment couldn’t recall when their relationship became so close.
"Thank you for your help during this time."
Rooney let go of Shami and patted his shoulder.
Over these days, Rooney developed quite a fondness for the black-haired young man in front of him.
A herdsman who could breed Slimes, liked discussing architecture, and unconditionally helped him take care of his body model during the idol competition.
This was practically a like-minded friend despite their age difference.
"No, no worries..."
Shami responded.
"As for the death of the Slime, the researchers at the Biological Garden didn’t do it on purpose, they’ve tried their best to compensate. I’m also here to apologize on their behalf."
Rooney sighed sadly.
Shami scratched his head.
Because he needed to leave, he knew if the Slime stayed around, he surely couldn’t get away, so during the last trip with Jelly to the Biological Garden, one man, one Slime, put on a staged act.
When doing a check-up on the Slime, Jelly pretended to die to indicate Shami no longer provided the benefits Saint Karno School required.
The people at the Biological Garden compensated Shami with 1,000 Gold Coins.
"It’s fine, Slimes must die eventually, whether of less significance than a feather, or of more consequence than a monument. Contributing to research, the Slime has fulfilled its mission. Just let me take its body back home for a proper burial."
Shami’s righteous expression deeply moved Rooney.
Rooney stood up, slowly walked back.
"To thank you for your help during these days, I’ll give you a keepsake, so in the future when herding sheep, you see bones as if seeing a person."
Rooney slowly picked up the decorative Bone Frame from his office and handed it to Shami.
This was mine, actually!
Shami still smiled politely and accepted the Bone Frame.
Many books introducing the Goblin Race mention that Goblins are a passionate and loyal race, as evidenced by someone like Rooney, who has half Goblin blood.
"Oh, Mr. Edogawa, this way of holding it is kind of improper. From its bone structure, this should be a mannequin of a little girl. Holding it like a princess is better."
Under Rooney’s gaze, Shami changed the way he was holding the Bone Frame, cradling it like a princess.
He forced a smile.
"Thank you, Director Rooney. Hopefully, we’ll meet again if fate allows. If you ever become unemployed, you could always join my ranch; maybe I’ll offer you a leisurely job."
Shami half-seriously and half-jokingly said.
Over these days, Rooney had left a decent impression on him.
At the very least, daring to take a Bone Frame to the idol competition, such pioneering spirit impressed him deeply.
"Let’s meet again if fate allows."
Rooney stroked his mustache, the corners of his mouth hinting at a smile.
Shami left Rooney’s office, carrying the Bone Frame.
[Drifting outside, the Bone Frame that earned 12th place in the Saint Karno School Campus Idol Competition, nobly returns!]
"Lord Shami, being cradled like a princess feels a bit embarrassing~ at least let me wear some stockings~"
"Shut up."
Along the school path, Shami turned the head of the Bone Frame.
The two walked onto a small path with few people.
"Lord Shami, what are your plans next?"
"Building the Demon King Castle and the Demon Realm."
Shami looked at the Bone Frame.
"And you, have you had enough training outside? Are you planning to continue training, or to return?"
"Of course, to return and help Lord Shami build the Demon Realm~"
The head of the Bone Frame slowly returned to its position, its hollow eyes looked at Shami.
"Moreover, I’ve learned a lot during my time outside, enough for me to pass on my knowledge in the future Demon Realm."
"Don’t teach your strange knowledge to normal people!"
"Days outside, eating rough lodgings, missing one meal every ten, being bitten by dogs in the morning, mistaken for a ghost at night... really, only a place filled with monsters like the Demon King Castle suits me best..."
Shami’s eyebrow twitched a bit.
"Thank you for describing the Demon King Castle so unfavorably."
"More importantly, no one outside cares about a Bone Frame, only Shami and everyone else cares about me."
The Bone Frame suddenly raised its hands, gently wrapping them around Shami’s neck, its hollow gaze seemingly affectionate.
"Lord Shami..."
"..."
Shami continued to drag the Bone Frame forward.
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Rewind a tiny bit in time.
Before leaving Saint Karno School, Shami particularly strolled around the school once to see which places he hadn’t visited yet.
At the same time, from his observations over these days, Shami had already mapped out a detailed information map of Saint Karno School, facilitating future remote assignments of a few Demon Envoys to complete tasks.