#6 Stonevic City and the Invader of Darkness (Maid - Cow Bikini, Naked Escort) (5)
[To clear the ■■ dungeon, you'll need a hero who can use holy magic.]
[Priests or holy knights would be great. If you're really lucky, maybe even a saintess.]
I recall the contents of that strategy guide, now lingering only in my memory. It was just something I browsed out of boredom for vicarious thrills since I couldn't play the game myself. So I didn't pay close attention to the details, and plenty of parts aren't crystal clear in my mind anymore.
But even so, there are bits I do remember. Thanks to that, I've managed to muddle through so far, right? We've been building a solid foundation pretty smoothly, haven't we?
So I think this decision is the right one too. I hope it's the right one. I wish for everything to go perfectly.
"So, I'm counting on you. Noa the holy knight, Barosy, and Mea too."
"I know you three can pull this off."
With that, I pointed to a spot on the map—the location of the dungeon the orcs had discovered just recently under my orders.
In this Bewitching Forest, there's a place called the [Ruin King's Dungeon]. Not just here—such dungeons are scattered across the continent in various spots.
I don't remember all their locations, but the ones with important items are still etched in my mind. Of course, I can't recall exact coordinates, but if I give a rough idea, the orcs scour the area with utmost zeal and find them for me. No problem there.
From the moment I fell into this world and heard I needed to clear the game, and learned this was the Bewitching Forest, I'd already been thinking about it. But I only had the plan—no concrete methods or personnel.
Above all, clearing those dungeons required a hero who could wield holy magic, and neither Lete nor Mea had any aptitude for that. So I'd put the plan on hold.
But Noa the holy knight solved that issue. Now we have all the conditions met for dungeon clearing. All thanks to her.
'Dungeon specs ramp up over time.'
'Lucky we tackled it early.'
The strategy guide mentioned it was designed with speedruns in mind or something like that. The rewards from clearing it would surely aid our future conquests. My heart races just thinking about it.
After getting that relic. And the world conquest ahead.
To make everyone in this game happy, I'll keep pushing harder.
I sent Mea along because we needed a magic engineer for the dungeon mechanics. Barosy too, since Noa alone might not have enough firepower. Apparently, sending too many people actually ramps up the dungeon's difficulty, so no more than that.
'Sent Lete and Reisi off too.'
The place feels deserted for the first time in ages. Usually, Noa the holy knight was always around playing with me—you could say she was a constant. Otherwise, I'd drag her vice-captain Reisi into some fun. Lete would suddenly appear if I wasn't paying attention, and Barosy would stick to me like a loyal pup, barking "Gaon! Gaon!" whenever he got the chance. Hardly any alone time.
Feels like it's been forever since I had a moment like this. Not that there's anything I have to do alone, though.
Thinking about it, the time I actually spend strategizing per the guide or handling work is maybe an hour a day tops. The rest? Eating chicken, fucking women, sleeping, more chicken, more fucking, more sleep... rinse and repeat.
'Peak sloth life.'
Stuff unimaginable in my previous life—or original world, whatever. Back then, it was overtime every damn day, getting worked to the bone. No personal life; even at home, it was work-work-work. Weekends? Video calls, tweaking from home, running programs, boss chats.
Even in the middle of sex with my ex-girlfriend—nah, no more memories there.
Anyway, that era was pure despair. Memories I'd love to erase. At least half the reason I'm not a functioning human anymore is that company. The other half? Probably always was. A normal person wouldn't stick around a place like that for years.
Hindsight, I guess. Feeling bored and lonely alone, I decide to visit the succubus brothel run by Lilith. Can't go solo, so I bring Maid No. 1 and No. 2. No. 2 stark naked, No. 1 in a cow bikini. Not bad, but bigger tits would suit it better.
"Hey~ You came, Gaon?"
"Hello, Lilith. Doing well?"
"We saw each other yesterday, didn't we? What's the point of asking?"
"Nothing else to say."
"...You're hot on the outside, bland as hell inside."
I know, no need to point it out.
After light chit-chat with Lilith, succubi she assigned guide me upstairs. They press their tits against me, tempting, but I pass. Who knows what dealing with succubi might do. Status window even says 'wisest to distrust.' Even though I'm an incubus myself.
"We could give you experiences no normal girl can~."
"Tell us if you want. As our lord, we'll service you extra hard~."
Following the friendly succubi up, the beastly stench of raw mating hits me the moment I arrive. The upper floor is one big open space. Unlike the classy bar below, only minimal tools are out. Plush sheets everywhere let you sprawl anywhere without fuss.
And crammed in that space: orcs galore. Mixed among them are Noa the holy knight's reconnaissance squad—eight women, excluding Reisi. Nearly twenty orcs loyal to me take turns breeding them.
Half are out on recon or work now, so numbers even out-ish. But more orcs mean some scouts handle two at once.
-Ah... aaah... ngh...
-Hah... haaah... eek... cumming...!
-Orc cocks... so big... love it...
"Such cute~ girls, right, my lord? Hope you send more like this~."
"They learn fast. And they're all devout goddess worshippers—that's the best part. Make 'em pray, then tease 'em filthy~."
Hard to comment on that. Sounds hilarious, though. Gotta make Noa the holy knight try it next.
These orcs aren't just screwing around; they're following orders. Pound 'em pregnant, make babies—that's the command. It'll take time for the kids to become combat-ready, but I have a workaround for that.
First, they gotta pop 'em out. Load 'em up, breed litters. Lucky they're a prolific race. No special measures needed—they can stay hard from dawn to dusk, pumping seed nonstop.
And good news: two scouts confirmed pregnant yesterday. Succubus check, so reliable. Excellent.
"Orc babies grow and birth fast. Tough on human bodies, but Lilith fixed that. They can knock up again right after~!"
She handled my worries preemptively. Perfect.
I toss some praise to the diligently breeding orcs. The whole floor erupts in cheers. Energized, their rutting intensifies. I watch a bit, then leave the breeding floor.
Orcs will birth the babies. Next: my hack to turn 'em into instant troops.
"Time to build a [School]."
With that, I pull up the status window in front of me.
Holy Light Kingdom Berea.
In Berea, the pope is the supreme power, running the nation from a massive cathedral instead of a palace. Key figures like the saintesses stay here unless on expeditions.
Eve, the Most Noble Knight, had just returned from her mission days ago. She still pondered Saintess Lemon's tale from before—specifically, the clue about the King of Ruin.
But Lemon herself seemed relieved after recent contact with Noa. Now Eve was the worried one... but that's fine.
"So that's the situation. I'm counting on you, Investigator Heart. I'd go myself, but duty calls."
"Heh heh heh, leave it to me! This veteran detective, adventurer, explorer, and investigator will dig up every detail you're fretting over! Just relax and wait!!"
Heart saluted with her boisterous flair. Eve placed a pouch of gold coins in front of her amid the subtle expectant glance.
A hefty sum, but she had plenty with nowhere to spend. Above all, this woman was competent. Eve trusted she'd deliver—some lead on the King of Ruin.
