Chapter 327: City Construction
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 327: City Construction
“How is it? Do you feel anything strange or uncomfortable?”
I checked my body, which had returned to its original state.
My height, which had shrunk slightly when I became a woman, was back to normal. The heavy lumps of fat on my chest were gone, and what had disappeared from between my legs had returned.
It wasn't just a physical change, but a mental one as well. My emotions were no longer erratic, but calm.
Overall, it felt familiar and stable.
Right, a man’s body is so much more comfortable.
“No problems. Thank you.”
“It’s a shame. I quite liked you as a woman. It was fun to tease you.”
“Princess…”
“Aww, there, there…”
My slaves seemed to have some lingering regrets.
Elize, in particular, who had been so passionately intimate with me as Rami that the ice of Eisengar might have melted, was taking it the hardest.
“Master crying and telling me to stop was so incredibly cute.”
“……”
“Master panting in pleasure was so incredibly lovely.”
“What are you talking about? Don’t tell me you two—yesterday—”
“Sometimes. If you want it, I’ll do it for you on very rare occasions. So let’s end this topic here.”
If this conversation continued any longer, my dignity as a master would be in tatters.
I had to bury the memory of Rami deep inside.
“Master, I have something to report. They say the city’s construction is in its final stages.”
“It’s already that far along?”
A city for the slaves.
A sanctuary where anyone, from any of the various races that made up this world, could live in peace.
It could be called my ultimate goal.
The city was being built by dwarves, mages from the Magic Tower, and even human construction workers I’d hired. It hadn’t even been a year since we started.
I’d thought it would be finished quickly with the help of the dwarves and mages, but I never imagined it would be done before the year was even over.
“I should go inspect it at once.”
I headed to the construction site with the slaves.
In a plain devoid of any trace of civilization, a colossal wall had been erected. The city, magnificent from the very start, grew even more wondrous the deeper we went inside.
Giant trees were deeply rooted throughout the city, serving as more than just scenery. Like the elven dwellings in the Great Forest, they were actual, livable homes.
On the surface, houses tailored to the characteristics of each beastkin race were laid out. But it didn’t stop there. Descending a large staircase into the earth revealed the dwarves’ forges. The houses were built in the same dwarven style as in Doomheim.
This was the basic residential area.
The fact that different races could live together in one city was unique enough, but the other facilities were on a completely different level from any other city.
A waterway stretched from the sea, flowing into the city to form a canal.
On the surface, entertainment facilities I had desperately wanted, like a casino, were prepared, along with a swimming pool large enough to hold hundreds of people. Meanwhile, underground, there was a massive public bathhouse.
It was empty now, but I planned to fill it with water spirits later.
That would make it cool and good for the body.
If my beautiful slaves were to play together happily in here…
“This is nice.”
Nice.
Everything was perfect.
The city, which had perfectly fulfilled Azyeth’s requests, was even aesthetically stunning. It was truly a city fit for a fairy-tale princess.
“Wow… To think they could build all this in such a short time. It’s amazing.”
“Hmph, of course. A project of this scale is nothing to us dwarves.”
“Honestly, give him one compliment and he immediately starts puffing out his chest.”
Alfia shook her head as if to say the strutting dwarf was hopeless.
“Darling, can I go look around for a bit?”
“Of course. Everyone, feel free to look around. If you see anything strange or have any requests, just let me know.”
They all scattered with excited steps to check if their requests had been properly built.
*
“Haaah…”
Alfia let out a troubled sigh.
Since the best views were always from high up, Alfia had ridden the wind into the sky.
However, there was one piece of information she hadn't received: Mirabelle’s barrier had been installed over the entire city.
A barrier that blocked all mystic power from the outside.
Unaware of this, Alfia was hit hard by the barrier’s effect as she descended, and this was the result.
She lost her balance and slammed right into a wall.
Of all things, it had to be the wall of a tower. It was the princess’s tower, painstakingly built by the dwarves for Azyeth, who dreamed of being a fairy-tale princess.
Her waist was stuck, leaving her upper body inside the tower and her lower body outside. If she tried to pull forward, her hips got caught. If she tried to pull back, her breasts got in the way.
She could probably force her way out, but if she did it wrong, the entire tower might collapse.
She didn’t have the confidence to face Azyeth’s resentful glare or the dwarves’ scorn.
“What do I do…”
Stuck and unable to move, Alfia could only sigh.
“What are you doing here?”
“Darling?”
A voice reached her.
She couldn’t see behind her, stuck in the wall as she was, but it was unmistakably her master’s voice.
“Yes, it’s me. What are you doing with just your ass sticking out?”
“I sort of got stuck. Is Mirabelle with you, by any chance? I’m afraid to move because I might break something if I use my strength.”
“No, Mirabelle went to take care of something else. It’ll be a while before she’s back.”
“I see. Then I guess I have no choice but to wait.”
This is pretty frustrating.
Still, it was a relief that Karami was the one who found her. If it had been any of the others, especially Rin, it would have been quite troublesome.
She would have definitely played all sorts of pranks.
“By the way, Alfia.”
“Yes?”
“Seeing you with just your ass sticking out like this… it gives me a strange feeling.”
Sliide.
“Hic?!”
Something gently slid up Alfia’s thigh.
She couldn’t see behind her, but she could guess it was Karami’s fingers.
But the sensation was chilling.
It was just an ordinary touch between lovers, but the simple fact that she couldn’t see made the feeling completely different. It was far more sensitive than before.
It didn’t stop there. The hand began to caress her thigh and buttock.
“Darling?”
“What is it?”
“Isn’t this a bit bold, in broad daylight and outdoors?”
“But you like this sort of thing, don’t you, Alfia? The pain, the eyes of others watching you. Like a pervert.”
Smack!
“Isn’t that right?”
A stinging pain flared across her buttock. But for her on-edge lower body, it registered not as pain but as a pleasant stimulation.
He knew her perfectly. Alfia was a masochist who enjoyed situations like this.
Just as he expected, her embarrassment lasted only a moment before the shame was replaced by pleasure, heating her body.
Gently.
Her thigh tingled.
The touch was careful and delicate, as if trying to heighten Alfia’s senses to their absolute peak.
Then, just as the hand seemed to pull away, she felt a touch on her opposite hip, making her flinch.
‘Th-This might be a new experience.’
Since she couldn’t see, she had no idea what was happening or where.
Trapped in the wall, she couldn’t resist whatever was done to her. A small measure of tension and fear stimulated her like the perfect spice.
But the touch only teased, offering no real stimulus.
“Hey, how long are you going to just tickle me? I’m about to lose it.”
“I see. Then why don’t you ask for it yourself, Alfia? Ask me to hit you harder. Tell me you’re a perverted sow who gets off on being hit.”
“I… I am…”
As Alfia’s lips parted to whisper the words at Karami’s urging, a new voice cut in.
“What are you doing over there?”
Three people walked past in front of Alfia.
One was Azyeth.
Another was Mirabelle.
And the last one…
“……Darling?”
It was Karami.
“Darling? Why are you here…?”
“That’s what I’d like to ask you. What are you doing with just your upper body sticking out?”
“I got stuck here… no, wait, weren’t you just behind me?”
“I just arrived. Turns out this place is connected to the underground.”
“You just got here? Then who’s behind me…?”
“Pfft… pff. Pff-hahahahahahaha!”
Just then, a burst of laughter erupted from behind her ass. Karami’s voice was nowhere to be heard.
Alfia knew all too well who that distinct, shrill voice belonged to.
“You… you?!”
“I thought I’d play a little prank, and you fell for it hook, line, and sinker. Ah, my stomach hurts. I thought I was going to die from laughing. Did Rin’s hand feel that good? Want me to hit you some more?”
Slap, slap.
Rin playfully smacked Alfia’s bottom.
The voice Alfia had been hearing was Karami’s, modulated by Rin’s magic.
She had been played by the gumiho’s prank.
“You… you…”
“How about it? If you ask nicely, Rin can hit you some more. Or should I put a leash on you and take you for a walk? Would that be a better reward for you?”
Crack.
Craaack.
Stone debris rained down. The cracks around the hole Alfia had made grew larger.
Then, in an instant.
BOOM!
Alfia burst free, shattering the wall. The World Tree bow was clutched in her hand.
A fierce wind whipped around her.
All sorts of Servants materialized by her side.
“You are so dead today.”
“Kekeke. Catch me if you can.”
Rin scurried away.
Alfia gave chase at a furious speed.
As the wall crumbled and the tower shook, Mirabelle stabilized it with magic.
“Haaah… Honestly.”
“My tower…”
A gaping hole was left in the wall. Azyeth stared at the sky with a gloomy expression.
“Hey! Get back here, you damn vixen!”
“Idiot. You think I’d just stop for you? If you want to catch me, do it with your own power!”
Rin and Alfia’s game of tag continued for a long while.
After Azyeth joined in, Rin was ganged up on and finally caught. She was spanked until her bottom turned bright red.