The Lamia's Mating Call
"What did you have for lunch!"
Pixie spoke in a cheerful tone, raising her unique tension as if she intended to chatter away without a care. Of course, cold sweat was streaming down her forehead, and her smile was stiff.
—...
A moment of silence followed.
Before long, the Lamia wearing the horned skull helmet gestured to the other Lamias. I thought she might be using some kind of hand signal, and as expected, the Lamias gathered in one spot according to her cue.
A race that understands strategy and tactics, huh.
This isn't good.
But if such a race exists, I must extract information from them. At this level, they aren't just prey; they’re competitors. It was a good thing I came here today. At the very least, I won't be caught off guard by the Lamias in the future.
"D-did I do well...?"
Pixie asked, looking back at me.
—*Pat.*
I placed my hand on her head.
"You did well. They probably understood what you said and are holding a meeting among themselves. We found out that they can communicate. You really did a great job."
"Phew. That's a relief."
The busty Pixie sighed in relief, smoothing out her cleavage.
"S-snake women. It’s surprising no matter how many times I see it. I’ve never seen a race like that."
"Are you unaware of them too, Vanessa? And you're a knight?"
"Just because I'm a knight doesn't mean I know every monster! That is a race I've never seen before!"
"Yes, yes. Please calm down."
I guess she's a knight who deals more with humans than monsters.
"Ah, ah...! I remembered!"
"Ruby?"
"I-I’ve seen a glimpse of a monster that looks like a combination of a human and a snake... but there wasn't any proper documentation, so I think I just read the phrase and moved on..."
"Hmm. No data, you say?"
"Yes... probably."
So it's a race even humans don't know much about. Well, whatever. This world isn't Earth. It doesn't have the internet or cars, so information would be divided by region or social class.
Anyway.
—*Rustle.*
The Lamias, who had been holding a strategy meeting among themselves, seemed to have decided on a course of action and approached us a little.
"Oh. Are they thinking of talking?"
The Lamia with the voluminous red hair.
She was wearing the skull of a bull-like monster, holding a spear in one hand and a leather-covered shield in the other.
"Who. Are you?"
A voice like a snake's hiss.
The Lamia stared at me with vertically slit pupils, flicking her snake-like tongue as she spoke. It seemed there was no issue with communication. The Lamia's words were interpreted perfectly.
Seriously, the Pixies' language patch magic is insanely competent. I didn't know it would work here, too. Serineu said it was a special magic passed down to the Pixies from a long time ago, but they’ve certainly preserved it well.
"I asked. Who are you?"
—*Thud.*
Perhaps she didn't like my silence, as the Lamia tapped the floor once with the tip of her spear.
"We are neighbors living over there, but who are you?"
"I see. This place is our territory."
She only says what she wants to say.
But her speech also seems a bit choppy. It feels like talking to a native of a remote region.
"Are you telling us to leave?"
"If you don't want to fight."
At least she knows the most basic diplomacy. Leave the territory. No need to fight unnecessarily.
This is primitive diplomacy.
Well, there's no need to fight, and I was planning to head back anyway, so it looks like we can end this peacefully. I want to dig for a bit more information, but... is it dangerous right now? Since this is their territory, it means there's a possibility their reinforcements could arrive.
"Understood. We shall leave this place immediately."
And the moment I said I would leave obediently.
—*Hiss...!*
—*Hiss...!*
Suddenly, the Lamias over there weren't cracking open a beer, but their eyes lit up, revealing their aggression. They bared their fangs and flicked their tongues, threatening us.
Suddenly?
"What is the matter?"
And it was the same for the leader Lamia in front of me.
"Krrr...!"
As soon as she heard my answer, she began to glare at me, shaking her shoulders as if her aggression had amplified. I wondered why this was happening all of a sudden.
Thinking about it for a moment, the answer came.
"Heh heh heh, it seems we've been looked down upon."
I said I would leave obediently to resolve things nicely, but the Lamias interpreted that as us being scared. And what happens if the opponent is scared? We are the boss. We can win if we fight.
"I said I would just leave. Do you intend to fight?"
If that's what they think, we have no choice but to fight.
"Cowards. Running away. You are our prey."
"Kwahahaha! You snake-meat bitches have a lot to say!"
My lower instincts were still reacting.
Honestly, even though their lower bodies were snakes, the snake part only started about a span above their knees, and everything above that was female. They were as pretty as fairies and had great bodies, so I’m not lying when I say I even thought it wouldn't be bad to ravage them.
But I can't be picky in this situation!
It would be fine to just crush them and turn them into sex slaves!
I'll treat you like spoils of war!
"Everyone! Prepare for battle!"
—*Whoosh!*
As I commanded them to prepare for battle while breathing out my Demonic Breath:
"Kerrrraaaack...!"
"Kerrruuuugh...!"
Starting with Buril, all my subordinates let out low roars. Let's finish this before their reinforcements arrive!
"Come at me, you snake-meat bitches!"
The moment I shouted valiantly again.
"..."
"..."
"..."
The suddenly quiet Lamias backed away... huh?
"What the hell are you guys doing? Where are you going?"
"..."
I asked, but I couldn't find any aggression in the Lamias. On the contrary, their eyes looked extremely surprised.
"You. What are you."
"What?"
"That fire. What is it."
Ah. Demonic Breath?
Did they get scared after seeing that?
"It's the power to burn you guys to a crisp. Come at me. Snake bitches. I'll roast you all."
"Let's. Negotiate."
"What negotiation?"
Are these guys stupid?
No. They might just be trying to buy time.
I need to come up with a plan.
"You. Male. You smell like a male."
"Yes?"
"Are you a male."
Am I a male?
"That's right. What about it?"
"We. Need a male."
"Why?"
Why is the conversation flowing like this?
"Male. Come here quietly. If you come, there is no need to fight."
"Heh heh heh, you're not very good at negotiating."
I said that while recalling her words just now.
They need a male? Did they hit their mating season? Looking at it, it seemed all the Lamias here were female.
Could it be a race that hunts males, ravages them, and then kills them? That sounds somewhat plausible. Maybe they tried to milk the Orc tribe for their seed, and the Orcs, having caught on, ran away quickly.
"If I go, won't you kill me? Do you think I'll fall for such an obvious trick?"
"We will not. I promise."
"I can't believe that. Tell me why your attitude suddenly changed."
"You. Are a strong male. That is why I changed my attitude."
"Because I'm a strong male, you changed your attitude."
That could be it.
"Do you intend to mate?"
"...That is so."
The Lamia nodded with a serious face.
"What about other males?"
"Green males. They ran away."
They mean the Orcs.
Anyway, the topic was strangely flowing toward Incubus-like territory.
In that case, should I ask?
"What is your name?"
"Sashunal."
The Lamia wearing the cow-skull helmet answered readily.
"Good. Sashunal. Do you have any experience mating?"
"None."
A virgin.
"What about the other Lamias?"
"None."
Virgins.
But what kind of group is this? Lamia women with no mating experience came out in a group to hunt for a male. It's a situation I don't quite understand.
"Can you mate even if the race is different?"
"I don't know what you mean."
"I mean, if we mate, will a baby be born?"
"Do not ask the obvious."
Interspecies... Ah. They said they were catching Orcs earlier. Could it be that if a male of any race sows his seed into a Lamia, a female Lamia is born just like that?
They seemed like a rather unique race.
"So, Sashunal, are you saying you want to give birth to a baby right now?"
"Because I must."
—*Slither.*
—*Slither.*
The surrounding Lamias aimed their weapons with their shields in front. They were lined up in a row, as if they intended to charge.
They're like cavalry.
"So decide. Whether to fight us. Or follow us quietly."
A binary choice.
The Lamias forced me to choose one of two things: fight or mate. Of course, there is no option of just following the Lamias here.
My white stuff.
It is not something that is discharged in a way where it gets taken away. I am the Demon King. I must inject it into women under my own initiative. And under my own domination.
I have no interest in sex I cannot dominate.
"Sashunal."
So I have to think rationally here.
"There is no reason to fight you."
"Are you saying you will come?"
"The opposite. You come here."
"Kerrr...?"
Sashunal reacted blankly to my words.
Did she not think of the opposite?
"How. Can I trust that?"
"Isn't it the same for me?"
"..."
The snake woman became speechless.
It's simple. I'll break this Lamia in well... make her come to my side. Then, while biting, sucking, and thrusting, I'll train her with all my might, and then I'll drag all the Lamias into my allied forces.
It could be called the hegemonic path of an Incubus Demon King.
If the other party is a woman, I am always the absolute boss. Even if the opponent is a Lamia, it doesn't really matter if she's a snake from just above the knees.
On the contrary, I can ravage her as much as I want to expand my power.
From the moment she was born as a female, the Lamia was destined to be dominated by me.
"I have only one proposal. Sashunal. If you want to mate, you come here. Then I will accept you. If you do that, there is no reason to fight."
"..."
As I continued to make the proposal confidently.
"...I will think about it. Let's go."
—*Slither.*
Sashunal led her subordinate Lamias and disappeared into the darkness.
"Good."
I bought some time.
I should run away with a night march.
"Y-you bastard...! How can you make such a vulgar proposal to a snake woman so confidently!"
"Can inferior races even combine among themselves! It's bizarre!"
Vanessa and Liliel, who had been watching me from the side, shouted in shock. Honestly, if it were the original me, I would have been shocked by the Lamia too, but... should I say my sexual desire exploded because I'm an Incubus?
I was turned on.
"Demon King-nim. Are you going to eat all those snake women?"
"If necessary!"
"Shaa!"