The Legion Commander's Ambition

After filling my belly with Robotang, I caught a glimpse of the Tentacle Drasil's potential through Gremory. My intense fingering had left her in a state of total confusion, fainting while crying from both ends. I shook the roots off my hand, and the Tentacle Drasil scratched its trunk with a branch, looking rather embarrassed. "Can't really shoot, can you?" I had hoped to fill Gremory's entire body with yellow slime, but that was a tall order. At my words, Lime moved her body, desperately trying to appeal to me. But I couldn't understand the language of slimes.

"Ryun, could you translate what Lime is saying?"

"Slurp, shluuup. Puh-ha, ah-eung, Shaitan, that's my territory right there..."

Ryun, who was supposed to be translating, pushed Shaitan's tongue away with her own right in front of my glans. Shaitan glared at Ryun with a stern look before sharpening the tip of her tongue and wedging it back between my urethra and Ryun's tongue. "I, lick, increased the volume with my magic, so it's mine."

"Where, slurp, does it say that? Good things are meant to be shared."

The two continued their service even while I was busy sending Gremory to heaven with my fingers. And thanks to that stimulation, I was reaching the stage where I was ready to ejaculate. Perhaps it was because Ryun swallowed my goods every single day, or because of Shaitan's succubus racial traits, but they both knew exactly when I was about to climax.

"Move aside. Ah-eum."

"Absolutely not, huff."

Ryun and Shaitan were waging a war of attrition right in front of my urethra, sharpening their tongues. They tugged at my member to get to the urethra first, pressing their lips against the glans to suck. The sight of them pulling on my shaft with their hands and fighting fairly with only their mouths, without pushing each other away, was incredibly erotic.

"Huuuh."

As the recipient of their kiss-that-wasn't-a-kiss, I momentarily wished I had a double-barrel like the Tentacle Drasil. But isn't the end of all tuning just returning to the original? One member was enough.

'Then I have to choose just one of them.'

The reason they were waging a lip-war over my urethra was to catch and swallow. I had to live up to that expectation, and I had to choose whose mouth I would fill. "Let's be fair. Shaitan, open wide."

"Fufu."

Shaitan pushed Ryun away with her lips. Then, she opened her mouth wide right in front of my glans. Ryun, suddenly pushed aside, looked up at me with a pitiful face full of betrayal. "Master, why...!"

"You already drank a whole bowlful earlier."

"......Tsk, you don't forget anything."

Ryun pouted her lips and grumbled. When I ejaculated to trigger the effects of Shaitan's sex magic, hadn't Ryun been the one to receive it? If so, it was Shaitan's turn now.

"Huuuoh."

A heated sigh burst from within. If Ryun enjoyed swallowing the glans and climaxing inside her mouth, Shaitan seemed to prefer long-distance shooting. If that was the case, I had no choice but to give her exactly what she wanted.

Tap-tap-tap-tap!

I stimulated the penis resting on Shaitan's lips with my hand. The reaction came quickly, and I aimed my heavy artillery right at Shaitan's mouth.

Splurt, splurt, splurt!

With an intense sensation of ejaculation, white cream filled Shaitan's mouth. The red interior was dyed white, and the moment I thought it would overflow, Shaitan tilted her head slightly. The way she poked Ryun, who was sticking her tongue out to the side, with her tail while smiling up at me with her eyes, truly showed the dignity of a succubus.

Gulp, gulp.

Shaitan didn't even close her mouth as she swallowed the cream. Thanks to that, the cream that hadn't stopped flowing yet filled her mouth once more. Only after an amount well over a mouthful had come out did my ejaculation stop, and Shaitan tilted her head back up toward me.

"Lick."

A pink tongue poked out from between the cream-filled lips, swimming in a white sea. It was as if she had just finished drinking milk; her tongue was slick and white. The sight made my mouth water on its own. Should I spit, or should I swallow? Shaitan seemed to be waiting for my command, and I was waiting for Shaitan's choice.

Zkyung!!

Ryun grabbed Shaitan's face and attempted a lip-crash. Shaitan's eyes widened, and soon Ryun clung to her so she couldn't escape— Shluuuuup!! She began to suck up the cream that filled Shaitan's mouth. Shaitan, startled, tried to regain her composure and shake Ryun off, but Ryun didn't stop sucking even as her waist was being coiled by a tail, moments away from being thrown.

"Fair play."

Only after I grabbed Ryun's ears like handles did her erratic behavior end. Ryun was trembling all over, but her mouth was tightly shut. I couldn't help but let out a dry laugh at the sight.

"Is it that good?"

"......Hehe."

Ryun smiled with her eyes and opened her mouth. The cream I had shot into Shaitan's mouth was pooled on her tongue. "I can't live with being robbed."

Shaitan hurriedly stood up and grabbed Ryun's face. But Ryun's actions were faster. Gulp. Ryun swallowed the cream, saliva and all, before Shaitan could shove her hand into her mouth. Shaitan looked at Ryun with a dazed face and snorted.

"......My god."

"You'll have to understand. This is our daily life."

I consoled Shaitan while giving Ryun an ear-massage punishment. "It's only natural to be angry when your food gets stolen. Ryun is a member of our Legion of Wrath, too."

"...I can understand that much. Indeed."

Shaitan wiped her lips with her thumb, her expression hardening. "But I'm angry because my share was stolen, Ryun."

Unexpectedly, Shaitan was a creature with a high competitive spirit. Shaitan grabbed Ryun's face and launched a counterattack. It was a move to explore the tiny bit of me that remained in Ryun's mouth. The sight of an elf and a succubus passionately exploring each other's tongues was a beautiful thing to behold.

"......To be this close already, I, the Legion Commander, am moved."

I was truly moved.

* * *

At the very moment Pahuu couldn't hold back any longer and thrust his branch into Ryun's rear dungeon while Shaitan licked his front dungeon with her tongue, Halpas, the master of the 38th rank dungeon of Solomon, was in the middle of accelerating his war preparations. He was busy installing traps in every room of his three-story dungeon and cramming all sorts of soldiers into the interception room, his heart swelling with the thought of becoming the master of a legion. Legion Commander. It was a thrilling word just to hear. Even Baal, known as the Demon King's right arm, didn't have an official title. But he, with the seal, would officially become the head of a legion? Perhaps he would even command the seven generals who would serve under Baal?

"Kkyooooooh!!"

His wings fluttered with joy just thinking about it. Even though he hadn't received the seal, he could just take it. "But who has the seal?" He didn't even know exactly what the seal was. Even if he were the Demon King, surely he wouldn't make his own daughter the seal, right? But what if the daughters were the seal?

"Yohohohoh!!"

His tail feathers trembled with joy at the thought. Halpas drooled at the delusion of becoming the Demon King's son-in-law and covering the sky with his own black wings. "Hehehe, subordinates! Work at once! Meu!"

To make that delusion a reality, he needed to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fortify his dungeon even more. He had to defend it without leaving a single room empty, so that no matter who invaded, he could maintain perfect defense for three days... "Ah."

One room was empty. It was the room used by the 4-star monster he had summoned but sent to Gremory as a trade because it was too filthy. Halpas pondered how to use the empty room, and Gremory came to mind. "......Come to think of it, that bitch hasn't contacted me yet?"

He had even sent her a 4-star monster as if giving alms to eat Andras, but there was still no news. "Could it be?" Halpas's black feathers trembled like an aspen tree. "Did she finally give birth to 666 eggs and awaken?! Did she finally become a virgin again and is blocking Gremory's army?!"

If so, her silence until now made sense. Gremory must be too embarrassed to contact him after failing to attack an enemy of a lower rank than herself. "A vir, virgin! Andras's virginity! Kkyooooooh!!"

Halpas flapped his wings ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and danced in the hollow. There wasn't a single adjutant to assist him in the hollow. Halpas's black feathers scattered in all directions. And the moment Halpas hit the climax of his dance, lifting one leg high, a system window appeared and someone revealed themselves.

A woman with white horse-like hair appeared and mocked Halpas. Halpas felt a sense of déjà vu upon seeing the woman's face. "Who?"

[Sabnock! I sent you a message yesterday! That I was going to attack you today, you idiot!]

"Did I? I forgot."

Halpas covered his beak with his wing and mocked Sabnock. "I don't remember those weaker than me."

[You, I'm definitely going to smash your dungeon! Stay right there! I'm going to bring my centaur unit and blow your beak off!]

"Do as you please. In the first place, I have no interest in human-type demons like you...."

Halpas's eyes twinkled and he opened his beak wide. "You wench, you have the seal!"

[Hehe, well. What if I do?]

Sabnock twisted her lips and mocked Halpas. [Doesn't it end if I conquer you within 3 days?]

"3 days? Hehe, yes. Wait just 3 days."

Crack, crack-crack.

Halpas's body changed, leaving only the crow's head. His human-like giant body, over 2 meters tall excluding the head, was nothing but muscle. "If you can't break through my defense dungeon within 3 days, I'll pierce your heart."

[.......]

Click. Sabnock ended her declaration of war. Halpas, who had become a crow-man, hugged his body and shuddered. "Caw... Ah? Andras? Ahhh, Andraaaas!!"

Waaaaaah!! At the same time that hundreds of white centaurs raided the dungeon entrance, Halpas climaxed while imagining the image of Andras.

* * *

"I, this lowly one, was blind and could not see the Master's women!!"

"But your crotch is standing tall. Eliminated. You cannot be with our legion."

The goblin became an offering to the Slime Dragon and went to the underworld. It was the 50th summoning, but it ended in vain. After the Tentacle Drasil summoning, I had tried summoning in succession after satisfying Ryun, but there was no gain.

"In the end, only the Slime Dragon leveled up a lot."

Other than the Stone Golem, Werewolf, and Tentacle Drasil, the only things I had gained were two newly summoned Slime Dragons. One was even capable of evolving up to 4 stars, and the evolution conditions were too easy.

As long as there was a sub-dungeon, evolving into a Slime King was a condition that could be satisfied in just four days of focusing on it. If it evolved from a dragon to a king, wouldn't a 5-star slime be an Emperor Slime?

"At this rate, a God Slime might even come out."

"Are you talking about Baal... Baal-nim?"

It was Shaitan, who had been laying Ryun and Gremory down neatly to help them rest. As someone with deep ties to Baal in many ways, Shaitan's words were truly interesting.

"Baal? Are you close?"

"...The Demon King's right arm isn't called the right arm for nothing. Baal-nim has been with the Demon King since the very beginning, before the Demon King's army was even founded."

"I see. So, what about this God Slime?"

"★★★★★★. It's 6 stars."

"It really is a god. But Shaitan, you know this is Baal's old dungeon, right? Could it be that Baal might come to occupy this place or something?"

"Baal-nim is paying attention to the front lines, and he would have no interest in reclaiming his old dungeon. He said it was a place containing his pride, which he abandoned to evacuate the Demon King."

It was a dungeon with more history than I thought. It was strange that such a dungeon was abandoned in such a backwater, but if the person himself said he wouldn't care, there was no way to say anything. This was an abandoned slime dungeon, after all.

"Rather, if I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠were stupid enough to get occupied, he'd be even more pissed off. It would be like touching his trauma."

"That is certainly true. As long as this dungeon is registered as the 63rd rank Andras's dungeon, it will eventually be attacked by other dungeon masters."

"That's right."

The battle for supremacy had already begun. The prelude to that was the gacha. Dungeon masters were trying to increase their power by summoning the Demon King's army to have good cards, and I had picked out some pretty useful ones.

"I must show an example as the head of the legion, if only to not be ashamed before the Slime God. Shaitan, let's get some sleep. The moment it hits noon, the battle for supremacy will begin."

"Will you go on the offensive, or will you launch a counterattack?"

"Offense, obviously. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠In the system of the battle for supremacy, the attacking side is truly advantageous in opening portals and going. So, I will definitely attack."

Shaitan's eyes sparkled as she approached me and showed the seal on her lower abdomen. Shaitan's tattoo had turned the same red color as my spell.

"You, by any chance?"

"I changed it to the Master's color."

"Tattoo color-matching, you know your stuff."

I lowered my body to examine Shaitan's tattoo. The shape was lovely, like a heart, but it wouldn't be a simple symbol.

"Right. What kind of battle for supremacy function does this have?"

"I can open a portal to the dungeon you desire. That is my power as your seal."

"...Hehe. Really? Then let's do this. Get some sleep at dawn, and when we wake up in the morning, I'll introduce you to Las Vegas. And after all preparations are complete, I will attack that guy's dungeon."

I took a deep breath, and Shaitan swallowed hard as well.

"Andromalius."

The name of the entity that would be my target. 72nd rank.