Hiding the Dungeon 1
144? Or maybe 147cm? Something like that. But with her small head, she looked about 170cm from a distance—a god-given proportion. Her sun-kissed golden hair rippled like liquid gold in the gentle breeze, and the warm golden light reflecting off the wheat fields sparkled in my eyes. Her pert nose and plump, cherry-red lips formed perfect harmony. Soft and squishy. My hand was already reaching for her breasts. Maybe it was a longing for motherhood I'd never known. Or perhaps an obsession. I just really like touching breasts. Tanned ones like coffee, or pale ones like the whipped cream on a cappuccino—they're all good. The springy kind that bounces your fingers away, or the marshmallow-soft ones that swallow them up. A golden goblin's breasts filled my palm with their fullness. Silky smooth yet overflowing with elasticity. On her faint golden skin, pink areolas shyly took their place, and at their centers rose pert nipples like ripe mountain berries.
I kept fondling her big tits while pondering a name for her.
"Your name's Marlin from now on. I'll call you Marlin."
"Wara rararara!"
She reacted with wild joy at being named. I felt her squishiness as she flung herself into my arms. Amid the softness, slender bones barely supported her delicate frame. Her head reached the center of my chest, her tiny arms just barely wrapping around my waist below. I naturally bent slightly at the waist, draping my arms over her shoulders. My chin brushed the top of her head, her warm body heat seeping through to my chest. Marlin tilted her head slightly sideways. Probably listening to my heartbeat.
"So cute..."
Marlin looked up from my embrace, meeting my eyes. Her gaze slowly slid down toward my erect cock.
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The windmill was Marlin's home. She farmed and lived here. An aromatic, unidentified stew bubbled in the kitchen, filling the air with a fragrant scent. Having invited me into her house, Marlin treated me with utmost devotion.
"Wara rara?"
She scooped some of her homemade stew into a ladle, blew on it with a "hoo, hoo," and offered it to me. I slurped it down. A strange tomato-based flavor mixed with cilantro, but the sweet aftertaste made it pretty tasty.
"Huh? This is good. Really good."
Marlin beamed at my praise, her smile pure as a child's receiving commendation. Who could dare call this Marlin a monster? These small moments of connection felt unfamiliar yet warmed a corner of my heart.
Marlin was plenty intelligent. The windmill looked ramshackle, but inside it was ingeniously crafted—even the grain-milling mechanism powered by wind was perfectly executed.
"At this level, she should be treated as an Inhuman, right? Why are goblins classified as monsters?"
The line between Inhumans and monsters was intelligence. Monsters were extermination targets—no penalties for killing them. Especially "cute goblins"—low-level fodder for grinding. This injustice overlapped with my past, where self-defense wasn't recognized and I became a murderer. The world always ran on the logic of the strong. The weak were just categorized and consumed. Marlin couldn't speak, but she was Inhuman enough to qualify perfectly.
Swoosh.
In my hand was the pouch she'd given me earlier. Leather-made, but it emanated an unusual aura. I held it up to show Marlin.
"This yours?"
She shook her head and politely pushed the pouch back toward me with both hands. Then she gestured for me to open it. Her eyes brimmed with expectation and reverence, as if offering her savior the finest tribute.
I carefully untied the pouch strings. What spilled out wasn't money or jewels.
"What... is this?"
◈ Description: Legendary seeds said to have been cultivated by ancient dwarves. Plant and infuse with mana to grow pure gold instead of wheat grains.
"...Insane. So this was Yohan's secret."
I couldn't close my mouth reading the system window's description. Seeds that bore gold. This wasn't just treasure. Yohan's "luck" was these golden wheat seeds. This could change my family's fate—no, my entire life.
An Hyeonmi's face came to mind. Mom struggling with money, borrowing from Haruna. Rent worries, living expenses. These twelve seeds could solve it all.
"Ha... haha..."
A hollow laugh escaped me. I gripped the seeds tightly in my fist. Then I pulled Marlin, who gazed at me with wondrous eyes, into a hug.
"Thank you, Marlin."
"Wara ra?"
She seemed startled by my sudden action but soon wrapped her arms softly around my back. I buried my face in her shoulder.
To receive such pure kindness from a monster, after what I'd gotten from An Hyeonmi...
But Marlin slipped from my arms and pointed at the pouch again. She mimed turning it upside down and shaking it out.
"Huh? There's more?"
With a puzzled look, I flipped the pouch over my palm and shook. I'd thought it was just seeds, but something "thunked" out from the depths. A small, crude wooden ring. No fancy decorations—just carved from wood.
◈ Description: A ring made from a small branch of the World Tree. Enhances plant growth upon equip, allows faint communion with plants. Reacts to wearer's mana to strengthen or alter plant traits.
◈ Special Ability: Seed Imprint — Imprint a seed on the ring to remotely check its status and supply mana. (Max 1 imprint)
"...This is it."
Goosebumps prickled my skin. The golden wheat seeds were just materials. The real treasure was this ring. With it, I could grow golden wheat safely and far more efficiently. Beyond mere gold, I'd gain plant manipulation powers.
Goblin Slayer Yohan probably never found this ring. He'd have just lopped off Marlin's head. Thrilled only by the seeds. But I was different. Combining Hadojin's knowledge with this ring's power...
"With this... just this one thing..."
I looked back at Marlin. She smiled proudly, as if saying, 'My master's greatness demands no less.'
I hugged her deeply again. This time, no desire mixed in. Just pure gratitude and awe at this strange bond.
"You're... my goddess of luck, Marlin."
I pulled her from my chest and stared straight into her eyes. Then I kissed her lips deeply. Not conquest this time. Pure thanks and affection. Marlin accepted it softly, as if reading my heart. She was ready to give me everything.
I scooped her up and carried her to her bed, piled with soft hay. I gazed between her legs. Her pussy, now free of venom, no longer seemed a feral threat but a sacred, beautiful flower. Neatly trimmed golden pubes, and below, soft pink petals neatly closed. Clear nectar beaded like dew between them. Her pussy was now a warm sanctuary, soft and filled with infinite love for me.
I entered her slowly, deeply. No resistance, just welcoming softness and tight embrace meant only for me.
"Wara rarara...♥"
Her leaking moans were no longer strange tongue but the world's most beautiful love song. Her inner walls embraced me gently, accepting all of me.
Squelch, squelch. The windmill filled only with the sounds of our love. I caressed her breasts softly, whispering in her ear.
"You're mine now, Marlin."
"Wara ra...♥ Rara...♥"
Tears of joy streamed as she clung to my neck. Her pussy clenched hard around me. I poured hot semen deep inside her.
Afterward, we held each other for a long while. Her heartbeat transmitted to mine—calm, steady. I alternated glances at the golden wheat seeds and wooden ring in my palm. With these, I could protect my family. Give An Hyeonmi, Haruna, and Harina lives free of money worries.
"Marlin."
"Wara?"
"I... have to head back now."
Disappointment flickered across her face. But she nodded soon after, understanding I had family to return to. She rose, removed her apron, and wrapped the golden wheat seeds in it with a sturdy knot. Like a wife packing for her departing husband.
"Wara rara."
'Come back safe.' Her eyes said. Tinged with anxiety that I might never return.
Wait a sec... With the Ancient Druid Wood Ring, couldn't I hide the gate entrance in the thicket forest?
Then this gate could be my secret fortress, known only to me.
"Marlin."
I pulled out six of the precious knotted seeds. This sunny hill with the windmill seemed perfect for golden wheat.
"Will you... grow these well for me? If you do a good job, I'll come back for them. And love you every time I visit."
Marlin nodded furiously toward me. So hard I swear I heard her neck bones creak.
