A Deal with the Chieftain
The wrinkled corners of his eyes furrowed as he stared at me intently. With a heavy sigh, he finally spoke. “Understood.”
“Thank you. Shall we start with introductions, then? I’m Elisha Dryvyq. And you are?”
“...Dahgon.”
“Dahgon~ I like the sound of that. Do male orcs really like human females enough to kidnap them?”
“They do.”
“Then why are the orcs here so well-behaved?”
“I gave the order.”
“So you’re the chieftain of the orcs?”
“I am.”
Hmm. He answered, but every reply was curt, making conversation difficult to sustain.
“Don’t you have any questions for me?”
“None.”
“Come on~ This must be your first time talking to a human. Are you really going to waste such a precious opportunity?”
After a brief silence, he spoke calmly. “Can humans eliminate the zakahu?”
“Zakahu?”
“The hideous black monsters.”
“Ah, the monsters. So orcs call them zakahu.”
“Xenuma—ah, I know this place is a country called Xenuma. They’re launching a large-scale counteroffensive. We’ve already identified most of the monsters’ weaknesses and will advance with proper preparations. I can’t guarantee it, but we should be able to wipe them out within a year.”
“Is that so. Humans are strong, as expected.”
His tone and expression carried a hint of bitterness. It made me wonder—if orcs possessed intelligence on Dahgon’s level, they must know they couldn’t win against human forces. So why did they keep waging war?
“Even knowing they can’t defeat humans anymore, why do they continue attacking?”
“Because they’re ignorant.”
“You don’t seem ignorant, though.”
“I’m a mutant. Smarter than the rest of my kin.”
“Aha~ So that’s how you’ve survived this long.”
His ability to live until his white beard grew thick must have been thanks to an intelligence far beyond typical orcs. Through continued conversation, I learned a few more things. His small tribe had sensed danger the moment the attacks from the creatures they called zakahu began. Thanks to Dahgon’s quick decision, they fled early and managed to reach human territory relatively unscathed. Originally, there had been a younger orc as chieftain, but when he refused to flee and insisted on fighting the monsters, Dahgon had no choice but to deal with him, take leadership, and escape. They wandered the vast plains without even proper fruit trees until the monster horde suddenly descended upon them. While fleeing again, they discovered this fortress and somehow survived with human help, staying quietly ever since.
“You’ve managed to coexist with humans despite the language barrier.”
“It’s simple. Just do as you’re told.”
“Hmm~”
As expected of an orc who had survived over twenty harsh years, he was wise. Even though his race was closer to monsters, he spoke well and seemed good-natured, which made me like him.
“Are you still sharpening that axe to prepare for killing zakahu?”
“I am a warrior. I stay ready to fight at any time.”
“Even while waiting quietly here until all the zakahu are dead?”
“......”
“Why not come with me instead? Let’s go kill monsters together.”
At my words, the hand tracing the axe blade stopped. His lips twitched before he resumed moving his hand and replied, “I won’t be of any help.”
“If we combine orc physical abilities with human technology, we can easily kill monsters. I have both the willingness and the means to provide that.”
“......”
Dahgon was right—no matter how strong an orc was at butchering monsters, facing countless numbers at once would be impossible. But that was only because he was using a crude axe against creatures with ridiculous regenerative powers. With a proper weapon, he would fight far better than an average human.
After silently polishing his axe in thought, Dahgon spoke. “Give me time to think.”
“Alright. I’ll be in that room over there. Come find me when you’ve decided.”
At least he was willing to consider it. It had been an impulsive decision, but I liked Dahgon and really wanted him to come along.
Was that too impulsive?
A little. By the way, that creature is an orc I’ve only seen in videos. Seeing one in person really makes you feel their strength.
Right? I guess species differences are unavoidable.
You’re going to collect their genes, of course?
Huh? Why would I need orc genes?
I entered a reasonably suitable room and looked around while answering. The room, filled with Xenuma’s characteristic neatness, contained a decently sized bed and furniture.
With Abaddon’s gene manipulation technology, it should be possible to extract useful traits from other species and apply them, right?
Well... I’d have to try, but it’s probably possible.
Since Abaddon was a creature that had survived by parasitizing countless species, extracting and combining genes, that much should be feasible.
Then wouldn’t it be good to take orc physical abilities and apply them to human genes?
Hmm~ Do we really need to mix in monster genes...?
For the future of our species, we need sturdy, healthy younger siblings. Please, sister.
Elsa, you always pressure me with that kind of talk.
What would I gain from pressuring you? I’m just asking because I think it would be good.
Fine, fine. If the opportunity comes, I’ll try it.
Hehe, thank you, sister.
I removed the military uniform hanging on the coat rack in the corner one piece at a time. From the spatial bag, I took out a cigarette and put it in my mouth. I hadn’t been able to smoke lately because of military operations, and my mouth had felt empty. Using verbal magic, I created a small flame to light the cigarette, took a deep drag, and perched on the edge of the bed.
“Hoo~”
Savoring the rich chocolate-scented smoke as it swirled through my respiratory system before exhaling, I reviewed the next schedule. Because of Zadin’s worsening condition, we had slowed down, but if resting today allowed recovery, we could increase speed again and arrive close to the original plan. According to information gathered from nearby outposts, there were no noticeably large monster groups, so we shouldn’t be hindered. The strange thing was how unusually few monsters there were. The eastern front had supposedly collapsed under the sheer volume of monsters, yet only scattered small groups appeared, and nothing more.
“Hmm... Fewer battles is good, but something feels off.”
I would have to connect to the long-range communication device in the command vehicle tomorrow and request information, whatever it took.
While lost in various thoughts and leisurely smoking in bed, the door opened and Dahgon entered.
“Ah~ You came? Welcome.”
“Tobacco is bad for the body. Especially for females.”
“This is a health supplement, you know? Anyway, since you came looking for me, I assume you’ve finished thinking?”
“I have.”
“Come sit here.”
I patted the spot beside me and spoke to him standing blankly by the door. Dahgon looked at the bed my hand was tapping, then naturally followed my hand to my body clad only in underwear. A single thread of lust rose in his eyes, which had always seemed cold and composed. His previously unresponsive vital energy rippled gently and gathered in his groin. Heh, an orc is an orc after all. He had been so consistently stoic that I thought his sexual desire had disappeared with age.
He soon tore his gaze from my body and moved his heavy steps to sit on the bed. As the bed sank deeply under his weight, I leaned in slightly and asked, “So what’s your conclusion?”
“I have one condition.”
As I gently rubbed my skin against his rough orc hide, his groin gradually swelled. The intense gaze he couldn’t hide as he looked down at my body—especially my breasts—made it easy to guess what his condition would be.
“Hmm~ What’s the condition?”
“If I distinguish myself in battle, provide me your body.”
The way he revealed his desire while testing the waters suggested he thought I would refuse such a condition. Interesting—rather than “provide your body if you follow me,” it was “if I distinguish myself.” It was a line that preserved a warrior’s pride while trying to achieve his goal, making me realize once again how high Dahgon’s intelligence was. Whether I accepted or rejected the condition, it was appropriate for Dahgon since he had nothing to lose. For an ordinary human woman, it would naturally be refused as he expected, but for me, it was an acceptable condition—which was the difference from his expectations.
“Alright. If you distinguish yourself in battle, I don’t mind offering my body at all.”
“As expected, an unusual female.”
“As thanks for granting my unreasonable request, how about tonight?”
“...Truly an unusual female.”
His dumbfounded reaction made me chuckle. It was refreshing to see an orc—who would normally kidnap human women—actually flustered by a woman’s proactive approach, which felt uncharacteristic for his kind. While he still showed no intention of moving, I took his hand and guided it to my breast, letting him touch it as I spoke. “Come on, then. Take this female like a proper orc.”
“Krrrk, don’t regret this, female.”
As I kept provoking him while pressed against his side, the usually composed Dahgon seemed slightly angered. He grabbed my breast as if it might burst and growled. Climbing on top of me as if to cover me, he surprisingly emitted no strong odor, contrary to my prejudice that monsters would smell terrible. Roughly stripping away the underwear I wore for stability, Dahgon was about to squeeze my breast when he noticed the sparkling piercing on my nipple and paused. Only after carefully cupping the nipple with his large palm did he begin to knead it.
Hmm, it seemed difficult to expect the reckless, rough treatment typical of other orcs. His high intelligence showed a consideration similar to humans. Though different from my expectations, Dahgon was still an orc and would possess stamina beyond human limits, so I decided to place my hopes there instead.
As he kneaded my breasts and skillfully removed my top, his muscular, pig-like body with the characteristic deep green orc skin was revealed. His thick frame, packed with muscle and fat that couldn’t be called attractive by human standards, instead exuded an overwhelming weight and presence rarely felt from humans.
“What a magnificent body. Haa.”
“Spread your legs, female.”
Following his words, I spread my legs wide and replied, “But why do you keep calling me female?”
“The other humans can’t hear anyway. I’ll call you whatever I want.”
“Well, I don’t mind being called female, so it’s fine.”
“I’m putting it in.”
“You don’t have to announce it every time, just—ngh!”
Dahgon instantly pulled down his pants, took out his firmly erect member, and thrust it straight into my vagina. His orc cock, as hard and thick as a club, forced its way into my insufficiently prepared entrance despite the artificial lubrication, causing considerable pain.
“Agh!”
“Krrrk!”
Seeming pleased by the sight of the once-confident female rendered speechless with pain the moment he entered her, Dahgon laughed with a rumbling throat and began thrusting harder and deeper. Thud! Thud! Thud! Crushed beneath his overwhelming weight and strength, I could only clench helplessly around him with no room to move. Even the sturdy bed creaked and screamed, while the loud slapping of his massive balls against my buttocks filled the room.
“Haang! Dahgon, you’re too strong!”
“Krrr, shut your mouth and just squeeze your hole, female.”
“Yes, hngh.”
Obeying the rough command whispered in my ear, I suppressed my moans and tightened my vagina as if it might burst. My entrance, stretched beyond its limits by an orc cock even larger than Zadin’s—the biggest I had taken so far—was rapidly adapting thanks to my vital energy’s restorative power. Though I had been acting like I was enjoying it while feeling only pain, pleasure gradually began to bloom, bringing the true sensations of sex.
Thrust from behind, the orc’s cock—which I could now feel in detail—had a slightly different shape from a human’s. Instead of a rounded glans, it had a pointed tip that protruded slightly forward, repeatedly poking and stimulating my cervical entrance. Unlike ordinary human women, I possessed an exceptionally elastic and soft latex womb, so the sensation was more pleasure than pain. Moreover, as the mucus slowly leaking from his cock was absorbed into my cervix, it gradually loosened, allowing the tip of his glans to begin entering my womb. Curious about this mechanism that seemed designed to inject semen directly into the uterus, I searched the monster encyclopedia for the orc ecology section while maintaining my act, and found the reason written there.