How should I survive in a different world as a reincarnated villain?

"Usually no demons would come here. There is a restriction at the entrance, and you can only enter with my permission."

replied Mr.

I'm a little curious, who is doing the usual cleaning?

The gentleman didn't speak immediately, but raised his hand, and something like a broom and rag flew over from nowhere, suspended in mid-air, as if waiting for something.

I looked at Mr., and saw him make a few gestures, and the cleaning tools flew out again and started working.

The gentleman said that this is a kind of alchemy developed by his subordinates. These are all alchemy creations, as long as you input magic power into them, you can control them, and the order he issued is to clean the castle once a day, as long as the remaining If you have enough magic power, you can keep working.

"That's really convenient." I blinked, "But if it gets out, I'm afraid many people will lose their jobs because of it."

But the gentleman didn't take it seriously, "Alchemy is not as simple as you imagined. I only got it from them. If I want to mass-produce it, I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult."

Ah, almost forgot.

Think about it, alchemy products are easy to use, but few people will engage in this profession. The root cause is that the success rate of alchemy is low, and it takes a lot of materials to make an alchemy product. The most common It is a defensive accessory.

Available magic can also achieve a similar effect, so most people who buy accessories with various bonuses will choose magic buffs instead of expensive alchemy products.

Although alchemy products are much stronger than those made by ordinary blacksmiths, only a small amount of magic power can release very powerful power, and there is no timeliness, but in terms of price, buying hundreds or thousands of ordinary magic accessories is not expensive. It must be worth an alchemy product, so for ordinary people who are not so wealthy, it must be a good deal for the magic buff.

However, this does not mean that the profession of alchemist is not popular. On the contrary, it is because it is too difficult to get started and upgrade that the existence of alchemist has become a favorite. They will be recruited by the royal family and nobles to support them.

Even if they can only produce low-level alchemy products, they will be offered as honored guests.

As for how to tell if you are talented or not... Alchemy itself is a compulsory course in the academy, as long as you are enrolled, you must learn it, and there is a corresponding exam at the end of the semester.

It's not difficult, but it's enough to become every student's nightmare. You must know that courses like alchemy have extremely high requirements for the accuracy of the grams of each material, and the error tolerance rate of the sequence of steps is also extremely low, otherwise a single operation error may cause explode.

Smaller ones can blow people into African Afro heads, and larger ones can directly blow up the entire classroom. Of course, for the safety of students, the college proposed all the alchemy formulas that can cause large-scale explosions from the books. It is very simple, even if it fails, it will not cause too much damage.

It's just that these failures are all out of practice, that is to say, it must go through countless explosions to complete today's introductory alchemy textbook.

For example, at the Imperial Capital Central Academy of Magic where I was studying, there was an accident in which a student was killed on the spot in an alchemy class. There was a powerful explosion, and five people died on the spot, and several of the other people who were affected also failed to survive because of their serious injuries.

In the final analysis, it was the person who did it himself, honestly following the formula table in the book, but what kind of innovation did he want to play?

Although this course is relatively difficult and has extremely high requirements for mana operations, it is not included in the usual grades, but if you study well and can independently create an alchemy product before the exam, no matter what it is, you can get extremely high grades. Bonus points, and the extra points are valid for the next few years until graduation.

This kind of extra points that can be used many times is a great temptation for me who barely passed the magic practice class. Unfortunately, although I passed the written part perfectly, I failed to create a magic trick before graduation. Alchemy products, after all, still failed to get this bonus item.

Because it was a past failure, I didn't intend to tell my husband about it, so I acquiesced to the statement that I knew nothing about alchemy.

but--

"Is Mr.'s subordinate a senior alchemist? That's amazing."

"Ah, it's quite powerful."

The gentleman's tone was indifferent. Although it was a compliment, he didn't sound very happy. Could it be that he didn't like that alchemist?

Thinking of this, I swallowed back the words that came to my lips, I don't want to talk about things that would make my husband dissatisfied, I don't want to be implicated and hate.

Before I could figure out what to talk about next, there was a series of grunts.

I covered my stomach with my face flushed, and silently hoped that my husband didn't hear anything.

However, he still looked over, knowing that he couldn't hide it, so I could only smile awkwardly.

"I seem to be very hungry recently..."

It may be that I have exercised more after leaving home, and my appetite has also increased after my physical strength has improved. If it is not that I have not gained much weight recently, or that my muscles have strengthened a lot, I am afraid that I will go crazy on the spot.

"It's almost time to eat."

The husband couldn't help laughing, and his whole person became much softer after he put on a smile.

"But I'm afraid there aren't any ingredients here. If you want to eat, you have to go out on the street..."

My eyes lit up, and I immediately became interested.

"Do you want to go to the tavern? Is there any difference between the tavern here and the human's? Which one has better food? Do the demons also have juice? Or do they only drink blood like the book says?"

Mr. knocked on my head, "Did you see I drank blood?"

"I was wrong..."

I held my head and stuck out my tongue quietly, urging my husband to take me out quickly.

It's very interesting to think about shopping in the territory of the demons.

Curiosity is curiosity, I was still quite worried that I would be rejected because of my human identity, so I asked my husband to make me a little disguise, he asked me to wait, and then I got a pair of horns from somewhere, or The detachable kind.

"..."

Looking at the headband in my hand, I suddenly didn't know what to say.

"do not like?"

My face contorted for a moment, then returned to normal when I raised my head.

"Is this really not going to be exposed?"

The husband didn't seem to hear my question, and continued to answer the previous sentence, "You don't have to take it if you don't like it."

"Yeah, it's not that I don't like it." I muttered in a low voice, "How could I not like what Mr. gave me..."

I was terribly confused, but my husband was still smiling.

"If you like it, wear it."

I looked at Mr. strangely, not understanding what he was planning to do.

After I had had enough fun, Mr. told me that whether there are horns on the head of the Demon Realm is actually not as important as people think.

It is true that the horns on the head of the demons are a symbol of power, but in daily life, these large and exaggerated horns are a bit of a hindrance. Except for those newborn demons who cannot fully control their power, most demons will It usually hides its horns, and it reappears during battle.

And the headband he gave me is a pattern that is becoming popular recently, and it came from human beings.

After all, not all demons are satisfied with their horns, especially female demons. The size, color, and shape of the demons can be the reason for their dislike.

At this time, the fake magic horns came in handy, even if there was no strength bonus, just a beautiful effect was enough to satisfy them.

Not to mention that this thing can also be worn as a buff accessory, so not only female demons, but also male demons buy and wear a lot.

Okay, you demons can still play.

Just as he was speaking, the horns on Mr.'s head turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared, and the red lines on his face also faded a little.

Hey, can tattoos still get smaller?

I didn't ask aloud, but I watched too intently, and still caught my husband's attention.

Mr. raised his hand and gently stroked the area with red lines with his fingertips, "Do you really care about this?"

I nodded honestly, and showed a flattering smile in case my husband would not like it.

"Is it natural? It can actually become bigger and smaller."

Mr. shook his head slowly.

No?

I frowned and looked at Mr. in puzzlement.

The gentleman sighed vaguely, and then spit out a few words.

"It's a curse."

His voice was too calm, as if he was talking about something that wasn't his own, but I was in a daze, and after a while, I showed a terrified look in disbelief.

who is it!Who put a curse on Mr. !

Mr. patted my head and interrupted my questioning.

"Don't think about it, I'm fine."

Even after being comforted like this, my heart is still heavy.

I know what you mean, sir, it must be an incredible task to be able to successfully cast a curse on your husband, maybe it is a former brave man, but because you don't want me to get involved, you won't let me ask.

But it's about Mr.'s life, how could I not care about it?

However, my husband has such a temperament. I can’t be forced to say things that I don’t want to say. My usual coquettish method is useless. After trying for a while and still failing, I stayed aside angrily and stayed with my husband all the time. Half a meter away.

Soon I realized that my husband not only didn't care about my 'threat', but also enjoyed the time without me entanglement, shopping at the roadside stall by himself.

If the things he bought hadn't ended up in my hands, I'm afraid I'd be really mad.

After being stuffed with a few more things, I unknowingly began to ask my husband for something I liked. After a while, I put the previous dissatisfaction behind me and got closer to my husband again.

After being taken to the table for two in the tavern, I belatedly remembered that I seemed to be still angry. Before I could express anything, my husband gagged me with a piece of fried meat.

I:"......"

Forget it, eating is the most important thing.

With the great purpose of eating Mr. Beat's wallet, I kept stuffing the meat of unknown monsters into my mouth. When I felt tired, I took a sip of the sweet and sour juice, and then continued to eat.

The taste is good, and the sauce tastes very rich. The only fly in the ointment is that there seems to be no vegetables in this store. I looked around and it was all meat, fried meat, fried meat, stewed meat, and broth. I was even on the table next to it. Saw a piece of raw meat!

No, as expected of the Demon Race, bold and unrestrained!

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