Reincarnated as a Sheep – Path to Becoming the Strongest Demon Lord - Chapter 9 – Magic Gem

Time to use the gems to power up! Despite the chair being made purely of wood with a wool-

Ignore the shiver that ran through my spine.

It was a really simple chair, but it had a small emerald gem stuck at the top of the backrest. Trying to pinch it with my fingers ultimately resulted in failure with my wool cuffs entangled to the chair. Maybe something sharp would work.

Wait don’t I have something sharp? I feel my horns.

“AHH!”

That was not supposed to escape from my mouth. Even if the shape was curved, the edges should be good enough. Okay! I just need to pull the gem off. I sit on the chair backwards as I face my green objective. I just need to pull it off… just take it out…

Urgh.

I blink and try to slide my poor horn through it.

“Wah!”

That was mortifying. I pet them a little myself before stopping immediately.  I was able to get the gem I so needed so now what do I do? I just had to chant something while thinking about it into the emerald right?

Maybe something windy or earthy to match its colour. Wait a second!

I clutch the emerald in my palm then whispered,

“Make the lushest of grass appear before me.”

It might sound lame, but it’s unironically the perfect trial. The glass stone shined in front of me before dimming again. Although I used my magic force, or whatever magic uses, I didn’t feel as fatigued due to the basic spell.

And now-?

If I concentrate or rather imagine, my blood flowing from my hand to the gem then –

*Sniff*

A gourmet piece of grass will appear! Eating it refreshed me a bit more than how I felt before, so I guess using gems really does make you efficient.

Now what if I eat this crystal now?

*gulp*

I looked at myself in the mirror to see if I can find any changes. I look really cu-

No noticeable change. What if I use the grass magic?

“Raise grass!”

And in my hand? Two strands of grass. Too tasty. The crystal tasted bitter, but it really reduced the energy required to treat myself like this.

As I raised my hands in celebration while standing on the chair, a young Emil came in.