Chapter 53
Chapter 53
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: Solidifying the Foundation #1
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⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Hobgoblin Village Subjugation Complete. "Keruuuugh!"
"Kerraaaaaack!"
My soldiers roared in triumph.
I could feel their emotions surging toward me. The goblins, now skilled with weapons, were in awe of the incredible combat power those weapons granted them...!
Weapons and training! Those two things had transformed the goblins from prey into predators!
"Keruk!"
And the respect they directed at me for making it possible! Led by Buril, every goblin gazed at me with reverence!
"That's right! I am your master! Trust in me and follow me! And you will triumph forever!"
"Keruuuugh!"
Anyway, once the battle was over, we got to work on cleaning up. Time to start farming loot.
Ignoring the huts that had burned to the ground, we sorted the corpses and scoured the village for anything worth taking, gathering it all up.
Food. Gear. Clothes. Simple tools and more. We hauled in a ton of useful stuff. All of it ready to use right away. These hobgoblins had really stocked up.
"Heh heh heh."
Just looking at it all brought a grin to my face.
War and plunder.
What I'd done was pure plunder—seizing others' belongings by force. Sure, you could call it evil, but right now, I got why humans had waged wars and pillaged throughout history.
Victory in war brings you so much.
"But out of all this, you seem like the real prize."
The hobgoblin tanner I'd taken prisoner.
"Grarak...!"
The bound creature wailed in agony. Sorry about that. Its family and friends were probably all dead. Any that escaped wouldn't last long, either.
But I ignored it all.
Right now, I had only one thing on my mind.
This bastard's skills.
"Hey, you lot."
"Keruk."
I called over my minions. This was the only hobgoblin left here. The rest were all mine.
In a situation like this, it should work.
"Rough him up a bit. Buril, you're good at beating on the kids—give him a few whacks."
"Keruk!"
At my command, Buril started pummeling the tanner.
"Graaaack!"
And that was just the start. The other goblins howled savagely, dancing a primal jig full of exaggerated menace.
—Kerraaack!
—Keruring!
I just watched them do their thing.
"Shaaaaaaa!"
"Graack!"
Sharan was hissing fiercely too, terrorizing the hobgoblin. Soon enough, it fell into full panic. I seized the moment and unleashed my Domination skill.
"Inject."
"Gruk?!"
The instant the Domination pierced its neck...
"Gr, gruuuugh!"
It started convulsing. I pulled back my soldiers and quietly observed. Success? Failure? Success would be great, but failure was fine too. I could drag it back as a prisoner, toss it some hides, smack it around a bit, and it'd get the idea.
And then.
"Nice."
The Domination took hold.
"Grak..."
"Release him. No, I'll do it."
I undid the bonds right away.
—Swish.
It knelt obediently.
"Hoo."
"Grak... Grak."
A stiff, distant attitude. Like it knew it'd been defeated and captured, resigned to its fate.
Complete submission.
"Lift your head."
"..."
Even its eyes lacked any spark.
"Hmm."
Very different from the goblins.
Was it because of intelligence? Different reactions based on smarts. Hobgoblins were sharper than goblins. It fully grasped that its entire tribe had been wiped out. Getting Dominated in that state must've left it utterly defeated, like the world had ended.
"Must hurt. Get up for now."
"Grak."
It stood with a curt reply. It obeyed orders, so it was working. Whatever its mood, its tanning skills were desperately needed. I'd put it to good use.
"Muturi. Your name is Muturi now."
"Grak..."
I grabbed some hides lying around and told it.
"From now on, process these hides. Keep doing what you did. Nod if you understand."
"...Grak."
Muturi nodded.
"Good. Do your job well, and I'll feed you and give you a place to sleep."
"...Grak."
Honestly, I didn't see us getting chummy. But as Demon King, I couldn't be buddies with every minion anyway.
If it submitted, that was enough.
Time to head home.
"Alright, everyone! Pack it up! We're going home!"
"Keruk!"
At my order, the goblins started gathering the loot. And as if waiting for her cue, Sharan hoisted a hobgoblin corpse.
"Maaang-nim. Sharan take this. Shaa, shaashaashaa."
She still mixed in a lot of unknown words, chattering "shaa" as she explained, but context made it clear enough.
"Aigoo, Sharan. Want to help?"
"Help?"
"What you're doing right now is helping me. Help."
"Help Maaang-nim."
"Say 'want to help.'"
"Want to help."
"Good! Heh heh heh! Thanks, Sharan! Good girl!"
I stroked her head, and she beamed happily!
"Keruk, kerukkeruk."
"Yeah, you did good too, Buril."
"Keruk!"
But Buril gestured wildly, pointing at the village. Seemed like he meant we couldn't carry it all.
"Hey, hey, it's fine. We'll make multiple trips."
"Keruk?"
"We'll go back and forth a few times."
"Keruring."
Buril nodded like he got it.
Wow, living with them like this, we're actually starting to communicate. Total opposite of back in the Demon Realm, where no one was worth talking to.
"Alright, let's move out!"
Victory and return.
Our strongest rival crushed for good. No more worries about hobgoblins. And the massive haul of supplies—plus a tanner. The dungeon's tech tree was leveling up fast.
"Guess I can focus on expanding the dungeon for a while."
Lots of troops, lots of resources.
Time to build up our foundation.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ I paused military training for a bit.
Had to transport the loot from the hobgoblin village. We moved supplies, processed hobgoblin corpses into smoked meat, then resumed dungeon expansion.
So much to do, it was chaos, but manageable. Wasn't just me and Buril—eight goblins meant things got done.
And with Demon King Qlus personally directing, efficiency was sky-high. Quick decisions, task assignments, instant feedback.
Next up: Dominate more kobolds for labor, capture imps for artillery. But that could wait. The real priority was...
Teaching Sharan to talk.
"Alright, Sharan! Language lesson time again today!"
"Shaa!"
She bounced over eagerly, ears flapping, and stood before me. Sharan loved these lessons. Seemed thrilled at the idea of real conversations with me.
"Maaang-nim. Make feel good please."
"Sure thing."
—Tszzt.
I injected my demonic power into her right away.
"Shaaaaat...!"
As it flowed in, she shivered in delight and clung to me.
"Sharan, what do we say when the Demon King makes you feel good?"
"Love Maaang-nim!"
"Kh, kkhuk...!"
Hearing "love" made me euphoric! Felt like power surged through my whole body! Good call teaching her that!
"Maaang-nim. Pet head more please."
"Heh heh heh, sure."
I kept petting as requested.
—Flap flap.
Her ears twitched so cutely.
"Shaashaashaa!"
Ecstatic, she rubbed against me. Her huge breasts pressed into my chest. Man, still no self-awareness there.
Anyway.
I peeled Sharan off and sat her down.
Time for conversation practice.
"Okay, Sharan. Let's study."
"Yes, Maaang-nim."
She sat right away.
What to teach today?
"Right, Sharan. You know food? Eating?"
"Fruit and meat."
"Whoa, quick on the draw! Clap clap clap! Sharan claps!"
"Shaa!"
So damn cute.
"Heh heh heh. Anyway. What's your favorite food, Sharan?"
"Meat tasty. Fire, shaa? Grill? Shaashaashaa?"
"Grill it over fire."
"Grill tasty."
Sharan preferred cooked meat.
—Flap flap.
Thinking of grilled meat got her grinning, ears flapping wildly. Insanely adorable.
"Oh, but Maaang-nim. More tasty thing."
"Oho! What?"
"Maaang-nim here."
Suddenly, Sharan leaned in and...
—Swish.
Pointed at my crotch.
"Maaang-nim thing here."
"..."
Yeah.
It had come.
"White stuff come out... Shaa? White stuff tasty?"
Damn, bad call picking food as the topic. No, wait. Sex ed was inevitable anyway.
Honestly... right now...
I saw Sharan as a sexual target. Couldn't forget that sumata. Wanted more, but held back. Planned to after she could talk properly. Still, my mind was a mess. Wanted to pin her down right then.
"Maaang-nim. White stuff eat want."
"Hold on, Sharan. First, some sex ed."
"Shaa ed?"
What kinda naughty tutoring is that?
—Rustle.
Anyway, I dropped my pants and underwear. Easier to teach showing it off. And honestly, hoped she'd look at it a lot.
"Shaa!"
Her eyes lit up at my dick.
"White stuff from here?"
"Wh-white stuff?"
Who calls semen "white stuff" so cutely? Only Sharan.
"White stuff."
"Y-yeah. Comes from here."
"Shaa..."
She stared in fascination. Back when we bathed in the stream, she ignored it, but now she was hooked.
Probably 'cause she'd tasted it.
Liked the flavor, got curious.
"Maaang-nim. What call this?"
Suddenly.
—Poke poke.
"Ugh!"
She poked my dick with her finger. A jolt of pleasure hit, and it hardened instantly...!
"Maaang-nim. Grow, grew?"
"Uh, skip that for now. You asked what this is, right, Sharan?"
"Shaa."
"It's a man's genitals. Called a dick."
"Genitals... Dick?"
She tapped her lips, tilting her head.
Then.
"Ah! But Maaang-nim! Sharan no have that!"
Like she'd discovered something amazing, and...
—Rustle.
"...!"
She stripped off her leaf panties! Revealing her pussy completely! That plump valley framed by thick labia...!
"Maaang-nim. Pussy. Sharan no have that."
"H-huh...!"
I was sitting; she stood. Shoving her pussy right in my face...! Driving me insane!
"Ah, Maaang-nim."
"Sharan, wait!"
"Last time Maaang-nim Sharan here? Dick shaa shaa? Did?"
She remembered the sumata perfectly!