The Gacha of Wrath

After confirming that Tural was alive, I ordered Lancelot to keep a close watch on Francis—or rather, Guinevere—and returned to Las Vegas to check if my instructions had been carried out. The residents of Las Vegas hadn't fled. The collapsed sections of the wooden palisade had been reinforced by patching them with slime mucus and gargoyle stone fragments. A deep, two-meter-wide trench had been dug around the perimeter. It was set back a bit so the palisade stakes embedded in the ground wouldn't be exposed, but that wasn't a major issue.

And then there was the real problem: the punitive force. They hadn't shown their faces at all; they had all run away, leaving their camp completely intact.

"They all bolted? Not a single one left behind?"

"Yes. It seems the aphrodisiac we poured into the river was more effective than I thought. I heard reports that they probably thought the aphrodisiac had contaminated their supplies too, so they just fled with nothing but the clothes on their backs."

Fortunately, Andras had excellent night vision. She had scouted the area to see if the enemy had truly retreated, and she confirmed that they had abandoned their camp and fled.

"So it's a 'take this and get lost' situation? That's fine by me. Heh. When dawn breaks, let's go to the enemy camp and take everything worth taking. Send the Andrases. They seem to be developing some intelligence as they level up."

"Understood. Then, Master, we..."

Ryun twitched her ears and signaled me. I scooped her up and placed her on my shoulder. The blood-stained robe had been restored to its original state with magic stones, and there were no more threats to us.

"Hehehe, then shall we..."

"Yeah. The time has come."

"Time for Las—"

"Time for gacha."

"...Pardon?"

"What."

"...Are we not doing this?"

Ryun raised her fingers under her ears and lifted them a couple of times. It was her signal that since we had achieved victory against the first and second punitive forces, it was time to 'make some mochi.'

"Oh. Pass for today. We'll do it later, but the gacha is more urgent right now. I feel like I'm about to blow."

But this wasn't the time for that. Now that I knew Tural was alive, I had to minimize the time spent on 'mochi-making.'

"Do you really have to go gacha right now?"

"Of course."

"...Then, while you're doing your gacha, may I do something from below so I don't get in the way?"

"...I suppose there's no reason why not?"

There are orcs who make mochi while doing squats, so what's the problem with making mochi while doing gacha?

"But Ryun, if you do that, you'll have to do it with me right in front of the new subordinates being summoned. Are you sure?"

"Of course, Master. You did it with Lily in front of over a thousand humans, so you're not embarrassed to do it with me in front of about thirty monsters, are you? Are you feeling shy all of a sudden?"

"Of course not. It's just that I don't want them to see your body. Lily gave her consent, and I at least made sure she wore some clothes, you know?"

"You had her spread her legs wide open."

"That was just to show how open-minded Las Vegas is... Sigh, fine. Do whatever you want."

Since she had worked hard, Ryun deserved a reward. Since craving my affection was the greatest reward for her, I granted her access to my lower half.

'If she says she'll feed herself, who am I to stop her?'

I just stood still and focused on the gacha, letting her handle the rest. Ryun looked impatient, as if she wanted to start even on the way ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠there, but I had no intention of doing it until we arrived.

"Let's do it when we get there. Why are you in such a rush? Did you drink the river water too?"

"Isn't the slime dragon jelly we carry around as a snack?"

"I suppose that's true."

I carried Ryun through the portal. We re-entered Las Village and stood at the entrance of the dungeon, where I set her down for a moment and touched her ears.

"Hyaang, Master, from here—"

"No. Check the level."

As soon as I touched Ryun's ears at the dungeon entrance, there was an immediate reaction. Ryun shivered, and a system window trembled into existence before me.

"Ryun, do you remember when you first came here, you were only level 1?"

"That time, hnnng..."

Ryun blushed, seemingly more embarrassed by her naive past than by having her erogenous zones touched. I operated the system console with one hand while caressing Ryun's body with the other as we walked forward.

"You have the highest level among my subordinates. Congratulations, Ryun."

"But it's still lower than Gremory's."

"At this rate of growth, you'll surpass her soon. Of course, the road ahead will be tough, but what can you do? I spent three years going through hell to reach level 75."

"Three years?"

Oh, shoot.

"Master, you've only been born for three years? My goodness. ...Master, I have a wish!"

"If you're going to ask me to call you 'Big Sister,' the answer is no."

"Tch."

Just as Ryun understood my tendencies well, I knew Ryun inside and out. Since we were together almost 24 hours a day, except when I was with other women, it was easy to grasp her preferences.

"If you're going to talk about age and being a 'big sister,' what are you going to do when Luna comes? Huh? Different races have different standards for adulthood."

"Then, Master, do you not care about the appearance as long as they are an adult?"

"They say a pretty rice cake tastes better."

As we chatted, we arrived at the inner sanctum. Although I had my own bedroom, some subordinates were moving about in the center of the dungeon, which was practically a public space. The orcs summoned to Gremory's dungeon were loading a massive amount of harpy eggs onto carts. The orcs saluted when they saw me and Ryun.

"Las!"

"Las. Where are you taking those?"

"These are food supplies allocated for the humans of Las Vegas. Lady Gremory said the garden is getting full."

"Is that so? Go ahead."

The orcs continued pulling their carts toward the main gate. I pulled Ryun closer and whispered softly.

"From now on, let's eat and sleep in Las Vegas, and just come here to punch the clock. Got it?"

"That would be better."

It couldn't be helped in the early days of the dungeon, but now that so many subordinates and prisoners were coming and going, I was starting to feel self-conscious. It looked quite unsightly for a Legion Commander to be playing around with a woman right in the path where ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠his subordinates were working.

I had one more reason to protect Las Vegas. It was around midnight. The day was almost over, and Rastuzard, who had returned to the Altar of Sacrifice, was looking at me with anxious eyes. He seemed worried that I might make him work starting at midnight.

"Then Ryun, let's get started."

"Yes. Master, you just do what you need to do. I'll take care of everything. Hehehe. Where should I start? With my mouth? Or the front? Or maybe, for a change, from behind?"

"All three. ...No, first I need to get the summoning scrolls."

Ryun was already trying to kneel before me. I calmed her down and pulled a handful of summoning scrolls from the warehouse. As a result of not missing my daily missions as much as possible, the that had been piling up at a rate of about two per day were now filling the warehouse.

"Just happens to be exactly 50 of them. Hehe."

I had missed a few days while preparing for war, but the amount of summoning scrolls I'd collected over the past month was significant.

'The probability might be as bad as Forneus compared to hatching them through Seeding, but it can't be helped.'

When was the last time I used these? My memory was hazy, but since I was summoning after such a long time—

"......?"

Was my vision getting blurry? I rubbed my eyes and checked the summoning probability again.

"......Help me, Gre-mon!!!"

When you don't know something, you have to ask someone who does.

* * *

4-star 140%. Feeling uneasy, I called Gremory, and Meari, who had been researching magic, also heard the situation and came to my bedroom. I informed Gremory of the situation I was in.

"I don't know, what is that? It's scary."

"Right? If it were 100%, I wouldn't know, but it's 140%. This is definitely radioactive tea territory."

"What does that even mean?"

"It means it's an incredibly dangerous gacha."

140% appearing in a gacha that usually spits out 1-star trash? It had to be a display error or some kind of scheme.

"The most likely possibility, in my opinion, is this: someone has tampered with the summoning circle."

"That's impossible. The summoning system is a masterpiece containing everything of Solomon's. I don't know about other things, but there's no way there's an issue with the summoning system."

"But what if the person managing that summoning system is the one pulling the strings?"

Gremory couldn't continue her sentence at my counter-question.

"The summoning system, in the end, is just the Demon King randomly distributing his monsters to each dungeon fairly, right? If you ask for someone to be dispatched with a monster summoning scroll, the Demon Army really dispatches just any monster. From 1-star slimes to 5-star monsters. Gremory, didn't you also dispatch that tentacle monster you were given, the one Halpas got from a draw?"

"That's true."

"There aren't any rules for that, right? Just like how harpies or ghouls were summoned to this slime-main dungeon, anything can really be summoned. But that's not just for me, it's for all 72 of us. Then wouldn't there be someone managing that system?"

"I suppose so? Wouldn't it be automated to some extent...?"

"Then, if some level of favoritism ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠is possible, would it be possible for someone to dispatch a designated high-grade monster at the timing of a specific person's summoning?"

"Stop beating around the bush and get to the point. What on earth are you trying to say?"

"...Is there a possibility that the Demon King favors me and is sending me a 4-star subordinate?"

"Pwahahahaha!!"

Gremory doubled over, clutching her stomach. She laughed so hard that I felt embarrassed just listening to her.

"There's no way that's possible. If he were going to push someone specific, he wouldn't have created a probability system like this in the first place."

"Is that so...."

"Ahaha, haha.... That's really funny. Ah, I laughed so hard for the first time in a while that my stomach hurts. What kind of confidence are you spouting such nonsense with? Why on earth would Solomon find you pretty?"

"Because I'm handsome?"

"Bullshit."

"......."

A moment of silence descended.

"...Well, Solomon is a man, and he's probably not bisexual, so there's no way he'd give me special treatment. Fine. Then it must be a system error after all."

"...I think it could be special treatment," Meari said, raising her hand to express her opinion.

"On the front lines of the Human Alliance and the Demon Army, in a way, we've raided the rear, haven't we? Even though we only occupied a small city with a population of less than 2,000 in a barony, we blocked the punitive force twice and protected the city. Wouldn't they try to support us through summoning, even if they can't give us anything directly as a reward?"

"It's wishful thinking, but it's better than thinking too negatively...."

If. If this was the real 'possibility' I was thinking of, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a 'king-sized possibility.'

"Guaranteed gacha...."

"Yes?"

"Right. Let's pull. Pull it. If I don't, the summoning will be blocked, and I'll end up with nothing."

No matter how much I talked about possibilities, there was no answer unless I bumped into it directly. If it were a system error, Estu would pop out, and if it were a gift from Estu, it would definitely be something highly efficient.

"Everyone, stand back for now."

I moved ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Gremory, Meari, and Ryun—who had been quietly rolling my member in her mouth, biting only the glans—to the side.

"Huum, why?"

"You never know. What if something like Gremory's tentacle monster pops out?"

"...You'd be eaten, and the three of us would be eaten by the tentacles just like that, right?"

Having seen her clone get directly attacked, Gremory also stepped back with a face full of vigilance. Ryun and Meari also stepped back carefully at my stern look.

"Master...."

"If you think it's dangerous, don't think about saving me, just run. Got it?"

"Yes...."

The two stepped back with listless faces, and Gremory held their waists and pointed her staff forward. She was fully prepared to attack the summoning facility if there was any problem.

"Then here I go!"

I took a short, deep breath and tore the monster summoning scroll in front of the summoning facility.

"Gachaaaaa!!"

Whirrr. Purple smoke began to rise from the summoning facility, and soon, rainbow colors began to sparkle. It seemed to be a guaranteed 4-star, but no matter what, if it were a bomb-like existence that disobeyed orders and rampaged like the tentacle monster, I would have to beat it to death even if it meant my own death—

"Ahem, ahem. Nice to meet you. Master of the dungeon."

A woman in an office look with purple hair appeared from the summoning facility. From the goat horns on her head to the bat wings on her back, and even the tail that seemed to have sprouted from her ilium. The tail was even shaped like an inverted heart. A beauty whose appearance and figure were flawless. The succubus smiled faintly with a calm face.

"I am 'Shaitan,' one who dares to call herself a 'Madame' among the succubus species."

"Welcome! As a sign of welcome, it's Las!!"

I threw my robe aside and was immediately subdued by the three women who rushed at me from behind. Damn it.