The Return of Graey Cancer
Graey Cancer had returned. With the failure of the second punitive force, it had become clear to all that the black-crow-headed monsters they encountered were the primary minions of the Demon King's army. Graey had returned alive, carrying the severed head of one such monster.
“The enemies... they took the humans as slaves. They killed everyone who resisted, and those who survived were threatened and forced into the mines to dig for dungeon magic stones... *sob*.”
Graey spat blood and wept. The Baron, moved by the sincerity displayed in the plaza, tried to usher him inside, but the square was already packed with a massive crowd, making movement impossible.
“I was able to meet a man named Altien there. They call the place Zabyaba, or ‘Las Vegas.’ They gathered men and women deep underground and ordered them to dig caves to extract magic stones. And then, he gave me this iron sword and said this.”
Graey began to sob, clutching a worn-out, toothless iron sword in his hands.
“‘Use this to cut the throat of that jailer. And please, deliver this to my beloved wife.’”
Graey picked up a necklace that he claimed the man named Altien had handed to him. Some of the refugees from Zabyaba remembered seeing the necklace, and Graey continued with a somber face.
“They told me to tell the truth along with this sword. That they are still alive, beneath the dungeon. And I took the sword and ran. The moment I threw myself into a strange oval portal at a dead end, I ended up in the plaza of Zabyaba, and I ran with all my might. This is the monster that was chasing me until the very end.”
Graey threw the crow-headed monster, which had died with its tongue lolling out, onto the floor. A wounded soldier, who had actually been clawed by a crow demon—an Andras soldier—shuddered and began to curse violently.
“I didn’t see it exactly, but... the people are still alive! The number is... about 200!”
Voices of “Could it be?” and “Is it really true?” began to spread. Graey started to list names as he searched his memory, and those who recognized them rushed to him, asking about the survival of their families.
“They are still... trapped beneath the dungeon!”
The atmosphere of Spica Castle, which had been dead, began to show signs of life.
“Hope, you see, is truly cruel. Once people see even a glimmer of a chance, they become obsessed with it. Yes, without even knowing that the end is catastrophe.”
“Master, you really are a wicked person.”
“That is the highest compliment.”
Ryun criticized me, but I didn’t care at all.
“Am I not a demon?”
“That you are.”
After the meal with the elves, I sent Luna back to continue her ‘remodeling,’ and I walked through the dungeon with Ryun, chatting.
“Now the people will have hope that ‘my family might be alive,’ right? Because someone who actually escaped gave a plausible testimony.”
“Without knowing that those survivors are currently busy indulging in pleasure with the demons.”
Among those in Gremory’s poultry farm, I had deliberately chosen only those humans from Spica Castle and made Graey memorize their names. Even if Graey were to forget, the mere fact that he returned alive would keep the humans from letting go of the thread of hope.
“The Demon King’s army that appeared in the Virgo Barony is, for some reason, using humans as slaves.”
“As sex slaves?”
“...Ryun, that’s a dangerous thing to say.”
I lifted Ryun up and placed her on my shoulder.
“Didn’t those who didn’t want Las choose death? Those who survived are all people who have found happiness through harmony with the demons. Just think about Gremory’s dungeon right now. Aren’t there already countless guys who have started families with harpies?”
What force could be more peaceful in bringing humans and demons together than the Las army? The appearance of a prisoner who hit it off with a harpy from the poultry farm and insisted that they wanted to spend their whole lives looking only at each other and Las-ing far exceeded my expectations.
“A cross-species union that transcends race. It is the symbol and foundation of our Las army. Isn’t it?”
“It doesn’t seem like it’s 1:1, though.”
“...Well, I’m a Legion Commander, can’t I at least have a harem? And Las Vegas is a place where you can do whatever you want freely if you desire it. Aren’t the guardian sisters you know doing just that right now?”
“......I’m not sure if those sisters won’t become my granddaughters-in-law.”
“They could become your grandsons-in-law. Well... isn’t it good for Galahad to have some fun with his uncles?”
Good things are meant to be shared. Since the elves themselves wanted to mingle with many, Galahad unexpectedly and coolly invited his uncles to join in. Was Galahad broad-minded, or was that just his preference, even after seeding?
‘Either way, it’s fine.’
The harmony of Orcs and Elves. And at the pinnacle of that were Ryun and me. As expected, the only partner for an Orc was an Elf.
“The Solana guardian kids, I don’t know if they’ll be able to act properly later with their legs shaking. They’ll have to pretend they discovered the dungeon and barely escaped.”
If Graey acts as the heartworm of the human world, the half-elves, including Solana, will act as spies inside the elf race. I spread the poison of hope and pleasure into both worlds.
“But Master.”
Ryun patted her stomach and asked with a worried face.
“It’s fine for now, but what if it’s discovered that the sisters are pregnant? Like, when it gets to the 25th, and they can’t find an excuse to get out, and they come out with swollen bellies.”
“Hmm...”
That was a very high possibility. Luna had the power to come and go as she pleased, but Solana and the kids under her weren’t at that level yet.
“...I just have to hope the operation goes well.”
A multi-level marketing hell. ‘There are traces of elves here. Let’s go inside and check.’ ...The moment they entered the dungeon entrance, *stab*. Thus, four dark elves would entice four elves, becoming eight half-elves, and those eight would become sixteen, then thirty-two, and their numbers would increase geometrically. If we entice them to invade Las Vegas by taking humans hostage against the human alliance, then against the elves, the half-elves who have succumbed to lust will entice their comrades for greater pleasure and stimulation.
“For now, it’ll be an Orc gang-bang play. Hehe, what grade should I give them next? Orcs and humans? Or an elf thrown into a crowd of humans? Or maybe a tentacle play using Flauros?”
“The sisters will get to do all sorts of plays. Hehe.”
“Why? Do you want to do it too?”
“No? I’m only going to do it with Master.”
Ryun said something very cute and knew exactly how to please me. I patted Ryun’s thigh and looked for the final destination of today’s work. The issue of Luna becoming Queen, solved thanks to her own strong will. The issue of the elves discovering our dungeon, solved through half-elf conversion. The issue of Graey the knight becoming the partner of the Andras mother and daughter, solved by his promise of sincere loyalty. Although I’m worried about the half-elves or Graey betraying us in various ways, the chains of pleasure given to them will make them retract any thoughts of betrayal quickly. If they didn’t know, it would be one thing, but once they knew, the world of Las was one they could never escape.
“Then let’s go now. To handle the final problem.”
“From my perspective, I’d like to delay it....”
Ryun pouted and slid onto my arm. I supported Ryun with one hand and poked her lower abdomen with my free hand.
“Don’t worry. I’ll do it with Shaitan, then Luna, and then I’ll pierce yours right away.”
“Ah, finally today! But what if you’re too tired after doing it with Shaitan and Luna and can’t pierce mine?”
“Well. I’ll think about that when the time comes. But Ryun.”
I lowered Ryun slightly and stroked her ears. The hand supporting her crotch quickly became damp.
“You, either way, look like you’ll be pierced by me soon.”
Ryun. Currently 3-star. Lv. 64. In the repeated battles in Las Vegas, Ryun had grown to a considerable level. I wondered if it would be better to just wait until level 70 and evolve her.
“Hehe, when you become 4-star, that membrane will surely be pierced easily, right? Ah, no. Then would you not be able to become the Elf Queen? They said only a virgin can become Queen. I hope the evolution tree doesn’t block the Queen route.”
“Master.”
Ryun whispered, wrapping her arms around the back of my neck.
“Even if I don’t become Queen, I’m satisfied with giving my first time to Master when I hit 5-star?”
“...Hehe, that’s true. Eila and Luna both became virgins like that. Who knows. Maybe we’ll have a one-chance opportunity to hit 5-star through a reincarnation gacha when you and I Las. Hehe. You wait. Every time my cooldown resets, I’ll ejaculate inside you to...”
Ah.
“......Crazy Solomon.”
Did Solomon foresee even this far? I felt a chill at the horror of the system. Luna, strictly speaking, didn’t have the qualifications to be Queen, but she became Queen through the power of the system.
— Under the pretext of reincarnation, giving all women a chance to live a new life.
‘Overwhelming gratitude, Father-in-law.’
If there was such an overwhelming function, I could fully understand and overlook the occasional sloppiness I saw. I tickled the area under Ryun’s pantyhose with my fingers and left a hickey on her collarbone.
“Ryun. It looks like I can’t help it. I’ll take all three of your first times.”
“I can give them to you as many times as you want, Master.”
I continued to tease Ryun and headed toward the Flauros dungeon.
“Then now, we must deal with the sinner who committed treason.”
“Kyaa, haaang, hwaaaaang!!”
The fairy was dancing on top of Belial with moans. Her bunny girl outfit was stained completely white with sticky semen, and her entire body was flushed and panting.
“No, no...! Demon, stop...!”
“I’m sorry, human.”
Belial hugged the fairy with a serious voice. His skill in burying his face in her cleavage and pulling her waist close didn’t show any signs of feeling aversion to having sexual intercourse with a human.
“For the sake of my daughters, I will sow my seed in you.”
“Ahng, w-wait! I’ll give birth! I’ll give birth, so please stop pulling out!”
“Liar.”
Belial grabbed the fairy’s pelvis tightly and thrust his waist up heavily.
“Aren’t you trying to run away the moment I pull out? If you do, my daughters will be slaughtered by that.”
Belial pointed to the tentacle branches of Flauros with a side glance. Two Naga virgins were barely standing, holding onto the ends of the tentacle branches. They weren’t inserted into their vaginas, but the tentacle branches were essentially massaging and pressing down on the entire bodies of the Nagas.
“I don’t know what will happen to the child you give birth to. But... I cannot lose those children!”
“That’s some intense melodrama.”
Belial stopped in surprise at my voice. In the meantime, the fairy rose from Belial’s member and ran to me. Her eyes were filled with tears, and lumps of what appeared to be semen from Belial were dripping from below.
“Hwaaang! Commander, he, he didn’t even rest in between and ejaculated inside ten times! Hwaaang!”
“Are you crying because you like it, or because you hate it?”
“Every time he thrust, I climaxed and went, and I already conceived a child on the first shot, but he kept telling me to give birth to twins and didn’t even pull out, hwaaaang!!”
The fairy began to cry sorrowfully. I had Flauros extend its roots to widen the root hole and put the fairy inside the roots so she could rest.
“Haa, hwa. Hwaaa....”
The fairy’s eyes closed softly at the massage and night-flower-scented therapy delivered from within the root folds. I turned my eyes to Belial. His member was still standing stiffly.
“Oh, how tragic. You have realized your sin!!”
I took a deep breath and shouted loudly.
“The sin of not considering your partner! You deserve to die!”
“......I had no choice if I wanted to save my daughters! It is painful!”
Belial bowed to me, even performing a full prostration. I felt a prick of conscience. Judging by the state of the panting Nagas, if it weren’t for Belial, they would have already been kissing the tips of the tentacles and spreading their scales.
“...Yes! You could have gone crazy for your daughters. I’ll take that into full account. I know your tendencies well. You have the qualifications to be a member of our Legion!!”
“......Yes?”
“Your member that remains firm even after ejaculating over 10 times! You are truly a talent our Legion needs. Now, choose.”
I gave him the choice.
“Do you want to become the captain of the stud unit and work hard to train our Legion’s troops, or do you want to die here with your daughters? Every time you ejaculate, I’ll extend the lives of your two Naga daughters by one day.”
“.......”
Former Dantalian, current Belial. He became the stud of the ranch in our Legion.