59. The True Boss of the Orc Slave Camp
59. The True Boss of the Orc Slave Camp
The spirit was good.
Even the intent was good.
If one asked whether skill was lacking, it might have been a little short, but I didn't think it was a level that couldn't be overcome at all.
But if things went awry despite that──was there truly a way to resolve it?
Khweak, gebgeuggeuk....
"Orcs are nothing special, huh?"
"It seems more manageable than I thought."
It hadn't been visible when they first entered the dungeon.
Since none of them were the type to leech off others without their own skill, teamwork aside, their individual play itself was excellent.
"I'll cover you! [Double Shot]"
"Nihihihiht! Annoying, huh? But you can't catch me! [Double Step]"
The back row wasn't bad either.
Yuno, who could continuously apply sustained damage, and Merk's sabotage using aggro management and poison.
It had seemed a little unstable at first, but before long, it 'looked' as if they were meshing together organically, each filling in the other's shortcomings.
"Not bad. If they do well, they could grow a lot."
Ter still couldn't hide his thought that all of these should become his harem, as expected.
The strongest sword and the strongest shield.
A lethal poison that gnawed away at the opponent and a ranged dealer who always provided rear support.
Plus himself, an all-purpose utility who could immediately join wherever the line was pushed.
'If only I could do something about that bitch Mars....'
In Merk's case, by piling strategy upon strategy, signs that she was slowly falling for him were showing.
In Yuno's case, once the reins were grabbed, all she needed after that was to be fed properly, so he didn't worry much.
In Minerva's case, she would also fall if he showed a moderate amount of strength and pulled her along.
So all that remained was to seduce Mars well──but of all things, she had gone and joined forces with that disgusting enemy of humanity.
"It's still... possible to turn her back, but....."
Mars's NTR Rank was none other than Stage 4.
It was a level where just one step remained.
If she was left alone just a little longer, what came after──was an ending that made his stomach churn just thinking about it.
'I have to do something about it.'
Somehow, he had to turn that bitch back.
And so this dungeon expedition was incredibly important to Ter.
An opportunity to display his leadership and prove to the women gathered around him that he was 'a male worthy of being dominated by.'
One chosen by a god.
He had to show he was the Apostle of Zeus, the highest Main God.
"Everyone move aside! [Power Slash]"
Ter imbued the sword in his hand with holy mastery and advanced forward.
──And so, about 3 days after entering the dungeon...
"What, is......!"
Ter's vision seemed to go blind at the sight unfolding right before his eyes.
"Kyahahahahaha! Die! Dieeeeeeeee!!!!"
Mars, out of control.
As if she could no longer hear those around her, she wildly swung overwhelming force indiscriminately.
"Eut...! Eu, a-eu......eueut....!"
Minerva had completely lost her will to fight and was participating in battle half-dragged.
"Why are the kids all like this...?"
"....Merk."
The fortunate point, if any, was that Merk still had her senses about her.
Sure enough, with a deep Bond, she was visibly not losing herself even within the Abyss.
In contrast, Yuno, who had confessed first and became a lover, was....
"................"
"Yuno! Don't stop your hands!"
"Ah....eung....."
She had half-lost her mind.
'Tch....'
She was the one he trusted the most, and even the woman he trusted was falling into that state.
It was true that recently the frequency of giving her attention had decreased, but he didn't know she'd crash this badly.
'Come to think of it, her NTR Rank rose to 1 recently as well....'
It was probably because of that thing called 'Chrono', the 'Apostle of Cronus'.
"As I thought... I have to kill that bastard."
Ter once more composed his killing intent and called over the women after the battle ended.
"Mars! Calm down now!"
"Ssiba-a-a-al!! I'm not done yet! I said I'm not done yet!!!"
"Kut.....!"
Though there was some friction midway, it was not to the point of being completely unmanageable.
And so, taking arduous steps one by one, they finally arrived at the boss room, the dwelling of the Orc King.
"We will rest here for a while."
""""............""""
One by one, the women plopped down.
Mars, perhaps all her adrenaline having flown away, leaned her back against the wall while breathing roughly.
Minerva hugged her knees to calm her heart, and Yuno was quietly staring at me.
"....What is it? Do you have something to say?"
"Eung....nothing."
Because I love.
Because I love.
I, Ter, love, love, love....?
"................."
"....Get some proper rest."
Yuno, who had fallen into silence again.
It was proof that the pressure of the Abyss was that strong.
Still, the fortunate point, as mentioned before, was Merk——she, one person, was keeping her senses.
"Uuuu...my legs hurt...Terreu, is your body okay?"
"I'm fine."
Though she whined and complained in her own way, compared to those three, she was an angel.
Ter quietly stroked Merk's head while catching his breath the rest of the way.
Just as stamina was gradually returning to his body, Merk came pressing tightly against his side.
"....You're really okay?"
"I said I'm fine."
"For saying that──doesn't this... look not-okay...?"
"............."
A small, tiny hand climbed atop his pants, over his groin.
He flinched. He checked his surroundings to see if anyone was watching, but thankfully, no one seemed to be paying attention this way.
"Terreu....wanna do something fun with me?"
"....It's for the sake of rest."
For the sake of rest.
For the sake of a better boss battle.
Ter and Merk briefly left the spot and had time for just the two of them.
And then...
[Eut.....heua....ah....!]
".........Ah."
Strange sounds leaking out inside the dungeon.
It went without saying that while it was obvious, no matter how much one wanted to hide the sounds, there were sounds that couldn't be hidden.
"This sound is....eung....I see...."
Yuno quietly closed both eyes.
[Terreu... Merk's here, does it feel good...?]
[Kut....I'm cumming....!]
"......Ter."
So Ter and Merk had that kind of relationship.
I was no longer needed by Ter anymore.
Around the time her thoughts reached that point──Yuno thinly opened both eyes and looked up.
"Eung.....eum....."
Truly, what a strange thing.
Before, when Ter ignored her, she was terribly sad.
Her heart ached, stung, throbbed.
"......Huuuung..."
Yet, for some reason, right now...
Really, she felt nothing.
So completely, nothing.
".........Ah."
The ribbon tied around her neck.
The ribbon tied instead of a necktie.
And──the ribbon she had been bound with alongside Chrono.
"......Chuu."
Yuno pressed her lips to the ribbon.
A trivial action, merely pressing lips to cloth.
".....Huaaaaa.."
Yet somehow, the tension seemed to melt away.
The sensation that the black smoke densely filling her head was disappearing even a little, and her reason was returning.
"Eut....huu....eueung....!"
Her touch, descending downward without her knowing.
Touching, pressing her lips, recalling, recalling, and as her mind became full──
"─────Hut?! Eut, eueup.....huuuuu....!"
The feeling of something powerfully piercing through the back of her neck.
A pleasure that made her body go numb. Both legs trembled, and drool flowed without her knowing, which she wiped away with her sleeve.
".......Eung."
She quietly gazed at the ribbon held in her hand.
The drenched underwear felt unpleasant.
".......Uuu..."
What had I just done a moment ago?
Realizing she had performed an act she dared fear to think about herself, Yuno...
Yuno quietly retied the ribbon around her neck and waited for Ter to come.
"Well...that's enough rest, right? From now on, we go to subjugate the boss of the [Orc Slave Camp], the [Orc King]."
""".............."""
An attitude as if nothing had happened.
As the three gazes slowly turned toward Merk, Merk also feigned ignorance, as if she didn't know anything.
'I can't tell them, of course.'
....Anyway, whatever the case, it was fine.
Only one thing remained: to defeat the boss ahead and return to the academy.
The five, including Ter, soon opened the boss room door and went inside to face the Orc King.
Khwiiiik.....
"Orc King....!"
If only I could catch that thing, I can crush that ridiculous retard bastard and stand at the number one spot.
Ter raised his sword forward to seize glory in his hand───
───Kuwa-dddddddeuk!
".....???"
In an instant, a giant wooden club crushed the Orc King's head.
As if crushed by something massive and heavy, the Orc King's body collapsed without even a single attempt at resistance.
"What is this───"
───Kuwoong!
"Eut....!!"
Before even fully accepting the Orc King's death, an intense tremor was felt from the ground.
A wave of powerful force giving the illusion that an earthquake had occurred.
Before long, it kicked the Orc King's corpse aside and revealed its form forward.
"Tha, that is....."
Chief Overseer of the Orc Slave Camp──Orc King.
However, if the orcs in the camp died more than necessary, that would surely be the fault of the chief who lacked in management.
Therefore...
Gu, ooooooooooooooooo!!!
".....A Troll, why... is it here...?"
The True Boss of the Orc Slave Camp.
The Troll revealed itself.
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Around this time, in the Temple of Hera...
"...That thing is the apostle of that one?"
Yuno—no, 'Hera' in Yuno's form—rose from her seat and spoke.
"Wishing for him to cherish my child the most, I placed her right by his side, yet he doesn't even glance at her. Even if he turns his eyes away, he should at least have an eye for seeing, and among the many, many gods, he picks Hermes's child.... Oh my head. Why would he do such a thing...!"
Yes.
Let's say that much is fine.
From the start, that guy has a fucking terrible eye for people, his disposition to scatter his seed far and wide feeling exactly like that one's apostle, but...
"With such rights come duties, and responsibilities follow."
If one is to wield rights, one must also bear the associated responsibilities.
And the strongest responsibility in this world is 'power,'
If only there were at least the tolerance to forgive all of this, it would be fine, but....
[Kuoe-e-e-e-e-eok....!!!]
"....What bullshit."
A coarse curse.
Proof that Hera was beginning to get genuinely angry.
'For a guy like this to be the hero who would dare call himself 'my child'....'
No.
No matter how I think about it, it's not that bastard.
"More than that, I'm worried about my child. At this rate, it's clear she'll have her virginity stolen and her body toyed with by those Abyssal monsters without having done a single thing...."
...Is there no choice?
I didn't want to, but the situation was worse than that.
"Summon the carriage! I must go see my old father!"
Hera summoned a carriage and headed to the Temple of Cronus.
And so, when she arrived right in front of the temple...
"Ares? Athena?"
"Why is Mother here...?"
"Hera...?"
Ares and Athena, gathered before the Temple of Cronus.
"Whoops... so we get to see all these nostalgic faces here?"
"Even Hermes, you...?"
A spot where four gods had gathered in an instant.
As they stared in mutual bewilderment, Hermes spoke.
"Uh, you too?"
""".......?"""
"Hey, me too."
"""........."""
Eup....
K-khup...
Puh, kukikikikhik!
Hermes, letting out laughter as if amused, clutching his navel.
However the method, the intent seemed to have been conveyed.