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My first impression upon entering the cave's small chamber was that it wasn't all that dark. There were no torches. But strange stones that gave off light hung along the walls. The status window called them phosphorescent stones, and I was surprised at how well they actually worked.

And there, sitting on a crude wooden structure, draped in a scrap of cloth covered in strange markings, was a goblin — and behind him, a black-haired woman who had just given birth to a goblin, with more goblins gathered around her.

"Huff… huff… Give it… female…"

"You little shit who can't even get it up — take it easy already."

I smashed a holy-power-infused kick into the goblin who was dripping with sweat and dangling his club.

THWACK!

The goblin's head exploded like a watermelon hit by a shotgun. Ah — I'd meant to just knock him down with the kick, but I was feeling so HIGH that too much force slipped in.

"Ah, fuck."

One dick down. And right on cue, the goblins in the cave started shrieking at the sight of their comrade's head bursting open.

"Hey, status window. Is that woman okay? She's not reacting, and she's bleeding."

Even with the phosphorescent stones, this was still a dark cave, so all I could make out was that the woman had black hair, there was a baby goblin between her legs, and red blood was slowly trickling from her body.

Dick was important, but people were more important. I cast Bless and Holy Shield on myself and charged straight at the woman in one go, my tits bouncing.

"Kekek! Naked ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠female! Make into breeding womb! Birth as many as the comrades you killed!"

"I already gave birth to five, so cut me some slack!"

"Oh, really? Then I'll let you off— my ass! Just be a breeding womb! Thunder Bolt!!!"

Unfair. I'd already given birth to more than I'd killed, and they were still bitching. Blue lightning crashed down on me. The moment I registered it, there was light — and in the blink of an eye, the bolt slammed into my Holy Shield.

It was pathetic compared to thunder from the sky, but it had more than enough power to fry a human just fine.

That bastard… maybe he needed to be roasted, not turned into a breeding womb? Either way, he'd attacked me, and he could hurt the black-haired woman, so I had to deal with him.

"Holy Arrow, triple shot."

Three arrows generated from holy power appeared beside me, shot out on a diagonal, then curved their trajectories toward the goblin… shaman.

"Kekek!"

The goblin shaman freaked out, canceled his magic, and rolled across the ground to dodge the Holy Arrows. But not perfectly.

"KEEEEK! My leg!!!"

One Holy Arrow punched clean through the goblin shaman's leg. With that, he might still be able to cast magic — but he'd lost his mobility. The enemy wasn't just one, though. Goblins charged at me from every direction, drooling.

Their intention was obvious: seeing me use holy arts but with no weapon in hand, if they all rushed at once, something would work out. But I had an inventory.

I summoned a steel greatsword, gripped it with both hands, drew a deep breath, and swung with everything I had. Of course, I didn't forget the additive.

"Holy Weapoooon!"

Holy power infused the spinning greatsword. Blessed by both ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠body and weapon, the blade bisected the charging goblins with overwhelming speed, power, and a slightly extended reach.

Blood fountains and organs that briefly bounced skyward from the sheer weight before crashing back down scattered across the floor. A truly horrific sight — but I was already looking to the next target.

"Hiiiiiik!"

The goblin shaman was terrified at the slaughter of his comrades. If I was going to hit, it was now — and fast.

"Hup!"

Whoooosh!

Going for a quick finish, I hurled the greatsword at the goblin shaman with everything I had. And the goblin shaman screamed like a female goblin — I'd never actually heard one, but it was probably like that.

KABOOM!

A roar of flesh and stone being smashed apart, and the goblin shaman was split clean in half and dead.

"What about the others?"

I looked around at the remaining goblins. There hadn't been that many to begin with, so about four of them were trembling and cowering on the ground.

"Gueeeeeh."

No — five. There was one goblin I'd tied to my chest with rope while walking here. Whether from the vigorous movement or from having too much semen extracted, it was making a dying sound…

Twitch.

"Huh? Dick's hard."

"Guek? Gueeeeeek! No! I don't want to have my semen drained like this anymore!"

"Shut the fuck up! If you dare spurt out watery semen, you're taking a one-way trip to the afterlife! Schlurrrrp♡♡♡"

I ignored the goblin's screams to stop and sucked its dick. But laboriously sucking was a bit of a waste of time, so I stuck the prostate stimulation rod I'd bought from the shop earlier into the goblin.

"Kieeeeeek!"

Blurt, bluryuryut♡

Then the goblin's dick poured out semen like a dam with the floodgates thrown open, making my mouth and tongue very happy. And my baby sucked it all up as if mommy and daddy's nutrients were delicious, growing until my belly was slightly swollen. Proportional to the amount of semen I drank, it kept growing into an excellent baby bump.

Schloooorp♡ Schloooooorp♡♡♡

Breeding Stock Status had progressed again. But since the cycle of childbirth pleasure had sped up, that was good news — nothing to fear.

"Kekek! Grrrrrk…"

"Huh? It died. Well, I did use it a lot."

I discarded the one that could no longer produce semen. I guess extracting about thirty times in the short trip here was too much even for a goblin.

I walked straight over to the woman, put a hand on her shoulder, and checked whether she was conscious.

"Hello? Hello?"

"…"

No answer. I lifted her face with my free hand to check.

Unfocused red eyes. More precisely — red eyes with dilated, vacant pupils, and a nose streaming dark red blood. And crucially… her heart had stopped.

"…Too late?"

The status window laid out the woman's condition. But what was that last part?

"Hero?"

99.5% meant it was her.

Hero.

In the game I'd played, it had been a story of only the Saintess adventuring alone — but this world had a Hero. Another element different from the game I knew.

And another element to oppose the Demon King's army. And true to form for a female hero, she was very pretty and had big breasts. Ah — was that because of Breeding Stock Status? Anyway!

"Can you display this one's stats?"

My first impression was that, unlike me, her level wasn't capped — and her completely wrecked stats were something else.

Even with a decent level and a high HP pool, like this she couldn't even be a village maiden, let alone a hero.

"This is a total write-off… Status window, is there a solution?"

"…So what's the solution? I don't want to miss the luck that hit me instead of the lottery here."

I'd met an unexpected person in an unexpected place. If I let this opportunity slip, who knew when I'd ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠get another chance to lighten the burden of subjugating the Demon King.

"……You're saying you're leaving me? Then what about my chicken!!!!!"

Then that was fine — and no reason to refuse.

"How?"

"I authorize it."

I lifted my baby bump so that the hero's mouth touched my vulva.

"Uhhhh? Wait!"

I frantically made a hand signal, yanked a crystal orb from my inventory, and activated it.

"Almost forgot. Okay — install."

ZZZAP!

Pshuuuuuut♡♡♡

"Nngooooooh♡ Childbirth climax hiiiit♡"

I climaxed feeling both the pleasure of the status window installing into the hero's brain through my vulva and the childbirth pleasure simultaneously.