Chapter 93
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 93
Chapter Title: Loren's Turn (3)
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Sia was tired, and her legs were sore, so we didn't spend the whole night sucking and biting away at each other. Instead, I massaged her lower body until it melted into a relaxed puddle, gave each other a quick hand release, then cuddled up inside the tent and fell asleep together.
"Cain! Where are you?!"
I'd fallen into a deep sleep, only vaguely registering Claude's voice calling for me from outside the tent.
Normally, I'd ignore the guy, but you never knew what could happen in a labyrinth. That must've been why he sounded so worried.
Zip—
"Ca...! What the hell? Why are you coming out of there?"
"Sia came to the labyrinth after so long and got scared, so..."
"Oh... I was worried for nothing."
"I'll wake Sia and come out, so get breakfast ready."
"Got it. I'll wake Loren and we'll prep together."
I poked just my head out of the tent to talk to Claude, then slipped back inside and pulled Sia into my arms.
"Mmmph..."
"Sia, time to get up."
"Hehe..."
Sia rubbed her magnificent breasts against me, acting all cute, so I gave her a deep kiss, we got dressed, and headed out of the tent.
Bubble bubble bubble—
"Lea... Leader! The color's weird!"
"Hold on, Loren!! Uwaaaah!!"
As I approached the campfire, some unidentified purple organism was bubbling away in the pot, with Claude and Loren panicking beside it.
Bubble! Sizzle—!
"It's melting!! What is this!!"
A drop of the boiling goo splashed out of the pot and hit the ground, smoking and dissolving on contact.
No, the fact that the pot itself was fine was the real mystery.
"Hey, Claude, what the hell did you do?"
"I was just trying to make stew..."
"Dump it now."
"O-okay!"
Claude, who'd concocted something even an alchemist couldn't replicate, grabbed the pot and dumped the contents on the ground outside the base camp.
The labyrinth floor melting like that? First time for everything.
"Loren, what were you doing while Claude was messing around?"
"Uh... y-yeah? I... I thought since the leader was adding all sorts of stuff, this must be some camping recipe..."
Loren, who'd been watching from the side, figured Claude knew what he was doing and just let him add whatever.
"Jeez..."
We tossed the corroded pot and pulled out the spare to make proper stew, sharing it with the group.
"We got a good night's sleep early and entered the labyrinth about 20 hours ago. Let's take it slow today."
By the clock, it was 8 a.m. We'd entered around noon yesterday—not quite a full day—but I was keeping time, and today I planned to pace ourselves around Loren's stamina for a longer run.
"Loren, keep watch ahead with your shield and handle anything we miss, like those arrows yesterday."
"Got it!"
"Claude, don't rush ahead. Stick to yesterday's style."
"You got it."
He glanced at Loren and gave that cool-guy response—probably toning down his antics to impress her.
Thank goodness for that.
"Sia, backpack too heavy?"
"Nope! All good!!"
We packed up base camp and resumed exploration.
Without Loren, the three of us had to handle rear guard, check for Claude's misses up front, and monitor Sia's condition—that fatigue was on another level.
Our pace picked up, and best of all...
"Hyah!!"
Krunch—!
Snap... crack!!
Loren charged with her shield out, smashing skeletons like they were dry twigs snapping apart. Her body was incredible—even on a layer like this, not just the first floor.
"Phew... Loren, looks like I don't even need to step in?"
"Haha... Don't say that, Leader. Without you spotting monsters ahead and briefing me, I couldn't swing this freely."
"Haha... Is that so?"
Suddenly, I was the sharp-eyed briefer. Claude looked sheepish, while Sia cheered on Loren like, Big sis is amazing!
We explored like that, taking long breaks to spare Sia's stamina, and on our second day in, we managed about 10 hours.
"Haaah... Caaaain..."
"Shhh... Sia, be quiet. You'll wake Loren and Claude."
"Hup!"
Shiver shiver shiver!!!
Thud—!
"Snoooore..."
"Out like a light already."
We'd taken a long rest, but after 10 hours of exploration, Sia conked out fast.
I wiped her down tenderly with a towel and stepped out of the tent, only to hear frantic footsteps followed by Loren tripping onto the ground.
She'd face-planted in her underwear, her crotch soaked through—panties darkened, love juices dripping steadily.
"What're you doing?"
"Th-that... uh...!"
Her expression had been off all day watching me and Sia. She'd clearly expected Sia to last longer and got caught peeping before she could flee.
"Follow me."
"...!!"
Claude's snores echoed, so she hadn't screamed, but Loren's ears twitched under her hand clamped over her mouth.
I stripped naked inside my one-man tent and lay waiting. Loren hesitated, then crawled in butt-first, fumbling to close the flap. I reached out and gripped her ass tight.
Squeeze—!
"Eek!!"
"Perverted elf slut getting wet even in the labyrinth."
"Hnnngh...!"
Shiver shiver!!
Her firm cheeks quivered, juices gushing even more from her crevice.
"What, gonna leave the flap open all day?"
"N-no! Sorryyy...!"
Whoosh—
She hurriedly sealed the tent and spun around.
"I've been pent up too. Handle it yourself."
"Haa... uuu..."
Two teasing days since I'd been draining as much as I wanted before entering. My rock-hard cock made Loren's eyes glaze over.
"Nom!!"
"Spill a single drop and you're done. Work for it."
"Yesh, sir!"
Her favorite picture book had the porter secretly banging the elf away from the party, right?
Loren clenched her pussy savagely today more than ever. I pumped her full of cum to her heart's content as the second night deepened.
"Everyone, gather up."
Day 8 of exploration. Sia had adapted to 10-hour runs—even after massages, she wasn't collapsing early anymore. Things were going smoothly as I mapped out the layer's contours and called the team together.
"What is it, Cain? Got the shape roughed out?"
"Yeah."
"Cain...! That drawing..."
"Whoa!"
Using the right-hand rule, after a week or ten days circling, you get the labyrinth's rough outline. Our entry portal was at the bottom-left if we squared the layer off.
Bad luck leaves you looping the middle without pinning the end, but this time it shaped up nicely.
"So, top-left and top-right next?"
"For now. We can navigate off the mapped parts."
"Ooh... So that's how you map contours and move..."
Loren perked up her ears, nodding at my next-route rundown, while Sia giggled behind me, Cain's the best!
"Maze layers like this usually put the next portal symmetrically opposite."
"Straight up from here, then?"
"Yep."
Our wiggly path had us at the bottom-right of the square.
Entry bottom-left meant top-right screamed next portal.
"Knowing the direction doesn't speed up pathfinding—it'll take longer. Rest early today, start fresh tomorrow."
"Roger. Base camp here?"
"Yeah. Loren, help Claude."
"On it!"
"Cain, what about me?"
"Sia, play by my side."
"Yay! Heehee."
While Claude and Loren set up camp, I sat with Sia beside me, jotting notes on shortest return times to our entry portal, variables, and contingencies if we aborted.
Last mentoring run was average bad luck, but with Sia? Too smooth—practically suspicious. If we were buddying other explorers, we'd catch hell. I chuckled at the thought.
Scribble scribble—
"Heehee? Why?"
"Just thinking what a lucky charm you are, Sia."
"Heheheng."
I stroked her head; she beamed, and I smiled back.
Recovery, Detox, Soothing—one more level for Sia, wonder what blessing next? Feels like another proven church miracle.
Then we couldn't just balloon the party for deeper layers.
Julius already tsk-tsking over her welfare nonstop. By then, the church might interfere directly.
Better power up before that. Good thing we brought Loren along.
While clearing her second layer, I let her solo all the monsters. Her stats or level should climb by now, right?