The Fall of the Penguin Lord

Shax is not the original leader of the Cockatrices. To be precise, the Shax who led the Cockatrice unit is not the current Shax. The predecessor was an evolved entity, much like her subordinates, and she was defeated and killed by Halpas’s legion. Thus, the title of "Dungeon Lord Shax" was passed down to the current Shax. Halpas bestowed the name upon his daughter—a penguin—and this new Shax began to make a name for herself, commanding the Cockatrices as if they were her own soldiers. The Cockatrice unit under her command had no choice but to swear loyalty to the one who became their Dungeon Lord through the system. Of course, Shax was quite capable of commanding her subordinates, but she remained ignorant of the fundamental truth: to the Cockatrices, this penguin was merely the daughter of the one who had murdered their original leader. Had it not been for the tyrannical nature of the system that forced them to serve the Dungeon Lord, the Cockatrices would never have left the daughter of their parent's killer alive.

For them, the ultimate revenge would have been to kill Shax, but they discovered a new form of "humiliation." Violation. The Cockatrices had a new awakening. The Orc was weaker than Shax, but he crushed her under his weight and rammed his cock into her without a word. There was not even a second of hesitation—no, "Aren't we different species?"—like that. From the start, the Orc had every intention of violating Shax, and Shax, overwhelmed by the Orc's maneuvers, succumbed not to pain, but to pleasure, and fainted. A humiliating defeat for a Dungeon Lord. As the penguin fell to the Orc, and as that defeat manifested as her being forcibly violated in front of her subordinates, and as Shax ultimately couldn't withstand the pleasure and "fainted," the Cockatrices could only scream.

— "I, I want a taste too!"

— "That is the true revenge for the former Shax!"

The heat of the Cockatrices, already running high from the battle, began to flow in a strange direction. The karma of it all had certainly begun with the Orc's lust, but no one could stop the stampede of the Cockatrices now.

"D-dammit!!"

The Orc fled, clutching Shax to his chest. Even while running, he didn't pull his cock out from inside her. The Cockatrices, while admiring the Orc's perfect violation of Shax, could not suppress their own instincts.

— "If an Orc can taste Shax, why can't I? Kkeeeeeeek!!"

The Cockatrices chased after the Orcs as they climbed the stairs to the first basement level. The Orcs tried their best to block them, but there was no real way to stop the Cockatrices, who had quite literally lost their minds. Kkeeeeeeek!! The lead Cockatrice leaped up the stairs. The only thing visible to the Cockatrice, the first to step onto the first floor of Pahuu's dungeon, was Shax, trembling up and down over the Orc's shoulder. The Cockatrice sprinted through the corridor, thrusting its steel-hard beak forward. Kkiiiiik!!

"W-woah!"

The speed of the Cockatrice’s charge was beyond imagination. It was fast enough to run across the surface of a pond, and it was a speed that even the Orcs and the Elves running alongside them found hard to counter. Kkeeeeeeek!! The Cockatrice aimed to pierce the Orc’s backside. If only the Orc weren't there, wouldn't Shax be his? Even if he died, he would die with his beak buried inside Shax. That would be the way to soothe the vengeful spirit of the former Shax, and it would be the ultimate humiliation for Halpas, who had murdered her. The Cockatrice gathered strength in its two legs and leaped high for that final step.

Ka-ang—!!

And in front of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the Cockatrice stood a crowd of Ghouls wearing Starking Armor. They spread their long, characteristic arms like a net and caught the Cockatrice. Kkiiiiik!! The Cockatrice’s rotating beak nearly grazed the Orc’s back. The Orc gasped, his face pale as if he’d just escaped death, and a wizard in a black robe walked over to the Orc’s side with a leisurely gait.

"Rastuzard!" The Orc brightened and pointed at the Cockatrice. "I’m going to fry that one, so break all their necks!!"

[As you command.]

Following the Orc's order, Rastuzard flicked his fingers and gave instructions to the Ghouls.

[The Master of the Legion has commanded it. Twist their necks off. And Master.]

Rastuzard lifted his grimoire and pointed at the Cockatrice.

[How about we turn this one into a Ghoul and incite a fratricidal war?]

"Hmm...." The Orc, having regained his composure, licked his lips while swaying his hips toward Shax. "If it becomes a Ghoul, it’s hard to peel the meat off.... Ah, fine! It’s better than having our own soldiers die for nothing! Rastuzard! Harsus! Go join the Orcs and kill them all!"

Kkeureureuk. A Ghoul Knight in tattered steel armor strode forward and grabbed the Cockatrice by the neck. Kkiiik! Even in the final moment as its vision turned red, the Cockatrice looked at the back of Shax, who was still swaying against the Orc, before drawing its last breath.

"Papa!!" Meari ran toward me with an emotional face, then flinched in surprise. ...I was still holding Shax in my arms, patting ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her bottom. I had to. I shouted confidently to my subordinates, whose expressions were ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠changing.

"I won by knocking her out with this!"

"Then isn't it time to put her down and tie her up with rope?"

Luna, who had barely managed to lift herself from the bed, brought a rope made of vines and gave me a pointed look. I had only managed one ejaculation so far, but with Luna, Shaitan, and even Meari watching like that, it was difficult to keep violating Shax.

"Ugh...." I carefully lowered Shax to the floor. As soon as I pulled my cock out of her, Shax’s vagina began to spasm, spewing out my semen. As Shax was already a creature with plenty of fluids, the entire communal area began to fill with an obscene scent.

"Sorry for showing you such a sight as soon as you arrived, Meari."

"It's fine. We won, so that's all that matters. What about the rest?"

"The Orc, Ghoul, and Flare Panther mixed unit is hunting the Cockatrices. They are hunting in teams of three per Cockatrice."

Shaitan reported the situation on the first basement level through the system. Thanks to my reckless dash to the communal area, the Cockatrices had been spread out in a line, and because of that, our subordinates were using a crane-wing formation to fight several at once.

"The balance is quite good. Ghouls defending in the front, Orcs attacking from the back. And the Flare Panthers are keeping the Cockatrices in check with fire from a distance."

"The tank-and-dealer balance is perfect. Good, as expected, they become a disorganized mob once they lose their leader."

I poked Shax’s leg with my foot. Her body was still burning hot, but there was no sign of her regaining consciousness.

"By the way, Meari, how did you get here?"

"I didn't come alone. Mom Lime and the Slime Dragon came running with me. Along with that."

Meari pointed to the magic stones scattered next to the summoning facility. I was dumbfounded by the amount of magic stones, which was enough to make a Big Slime.

"Where did you get those?"

"It's the proceeds from the Starking Armor sales. There were so many people who wanted to buy them with magic stones."

"......That's a relief. You smoothed it over well, right?"

"Yes. I told them it would be used for monster repulsion research in connection with the Magic Tower, and they were happy to trade them."

If I had known they would sell this well, I should have raised the price of the stockings. I was surprised that they had sold even better than I thought, and as soon as I saw the state of the scattered magic stones, a smile spread across my face. Among the massive amount of low-grade magic stones, I could see mid-grade magic stones here and there.

"Hahaha! Even mid-grade magic stones! So this is how you resurrected Rastuzard!"

"Since he was a 3-star, resurrection was impossible until now, but Meari brought these just in time. I resurrected him immediately."

Shaitan had resurrected Rastuzard as a priority, just as we had discussed. I had said we should resurrect him as soon as we got mid-grade magic stones, but I never imagined we would get them this way.

"So, what about the remaining mid-grade magic stones?!"

"...There are only about ten left. There were more, but we used quite a few for Rastuzard's resurrection."

"Rastuzard is worth that much, so it's fine."

It is also Rastuzard who can turn all 35 Cockatrices into Ghouls if he puts his mind to it. Although that would be far from enough for "one chicken per person," since the Cockatrices themselves are large, I don't think it matters much.

"Shaitan. Contact Gremory and tell her to send either Galahad or Guinevere. I will apply the same thing to this one as I did to Amy."

"I see, you intend to keep holy power nearby to inflict constant pain? Understood."

"...If you're going to do that, wouldn't it be better to just keep fucking her?"

Luna pointed to the human adventurers resting in the communal area. They were gulping as they looked at Shax, and I didn't like that.

"No. Since it's a rare opportunity, I'm going to keep eating her for now. They say she's Halpas's daughter. It's a waste to just leave her alone."

"......Looks like another bed is going to be added."

"I don't know yet. Doesn't it depend on how she acts?"

I picked up the unconscious Shax and pulled at her doll suit. Contrary to expectations, she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Shax’s belly was filled with the semen I had scattered inside her. And above all, what caught my eye was the upper part of Shax’s belly.

"......Is this her back?"

A vast plain, not even worthy of being called a washboard, was spread out. I could clearly see her nipples, but there were no hills to speak of. In fact, the semen I had sprayed on her belly was higher than her breasts.

"......This is enough to make chicken breast enthusiasts despair."

"......Master."

Ryun pointed to Shax’s body with a serious face.

"Could she be a being who is male in the upper body but female in the genitals?"

"So that's why she walked around covered in a doll suit. ...How could that be. It's unfortunate."

"......Oh, Goddess."

Everyone offered their condolences to Shax’s plain. I, too, seriously pondered whether to keep Shax for my exclusive use or to let my subordinates use her.

"......Well, if she gets pregnant, her breasts will swell up a bit, right!"

"Are you saying you will perform Seeding?"

"She is the daughter of a Dungeon Lord, after all. Isn't she a 5-star? She's surely better than those Nagas."

Since it's not right to kill her or treat her roughly right now, it wouldn't be too late to postpone the treatment of Shax until after the war is over. I stared at Shax’s body for a long time, and an idea popped into my head.

"......Alright, let's 'concrete' her too. Lime!"

I called the best sculptor for Shax. Lime, who had brought the Slime Dragons, immediately understood my intent and began to dig into the ground. "Now, then, I'm going to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠properly violate her...." I looked around at my subordinates and asked.

"Anyone want to lend me their breasts?"

Caw, caw. Hundreds of crows flew around the dungeon, showing their anxiety. They were wary of one existence, and a black crow sitting on the top of a giant tree in the middle of the communal area was staring intently at something.

"......Pale Rider annihilated. The Cockatrices are dying in real-time. The army of Amy sent as a detachment... no news."

At the crow’s voice, which was devoid of emotion, not only the other crows but all the monsters in the communal area and the dungeon held their breath.

"Only Shax and Amy are alive. Everything has been blocked."

"Well... Lord Halpas. It's too early to jump to conclusions."

"No. If Andras truly reached 5-star, she would have had the potential to become strong enough. It’s not easy, after all. Is it because she joined hands with Gremory? Tsk."

Halpas flapped his wings and re-examined the list that appeared in the connection summon. Many subordinates, including Furcas, had died, but they didn't seem to be able to give Halpas what he needed most. Information. Information was sorely lacking. But he couldn't afford to waste soldiers just to get information.

"It can't be helped. I won't take any risks. Prepare for a siege."

"...What do you intend to do about Lady Shax?"

"Shax?" Halpas sneered with an indifferent face. "Who cares. It’s her own fault for being weak and losing. I just need to eat Andras."

".......Yes."

The blonde woman who had prostrated herself beside Halpas bowed her head with a gloomy face. Halpas was so obsessed with Andras that he could cut off even his own daughter without a second thought, and he was cautious, and cautious again.

"Hehe, to think Andras is strong enough to suppress even Shax. What joyful news. She’ll be even tastier, won't she? She’ll be much chewier than before, right?! Kki, Kkiyoooooot!!"

Halpas flapped his wings and screamed toward the ceiling.