Laila and the Strategy Meeting
“Laila. This is important. I need to discuss something with you.”
I lowered my voice slightly.
At my call, Laila stepped forward before any of the other legionnaires. Her eyes were filled with curiosity, as well as the obedience and trust she held for me as her Empress.
“Yes, Empress. Please, tell me anything.”
I needed to be honest with her. The future of us all depended on this.
“You must have been very surprised to be summoned here and have your body changed like this, but truthfully, I’m in the same boat. I was a man in Korea before I was summoned here. Let me quickly tell you what I’ve been through, and what’s been happening in this dungeon.”
I shared almost everything I knew.
How I was first summoned, turned into a woman, and trained by the Dungeon Master.
The background of how I became the Dungeon Empress and began gathering legionnaires to manage this place.
The characteristics and abilities of each legionnaire, the rules of this dungeon, and an explanation of the system window I see.
I left nothing out, including the information I lacked and the looming threats ahead.
Throughout my explanation, Laila listened intently. She would occasionally blink or lift her chin slightly, her micro-expressions showing how quickly she was grasping the situation.
Her intellect seemed to absorb all the information like a sponge.
Within minutes, it was as if she had entered my mind and come back out; she seemed to have grasped almost every detail.
“I see, Empress. Then, before I offer my suggestions, I have a few questions.”
Laila’s eyes sparkled.
“You mentioned that you can manipulate and create the dungeon environment, but have you ever tried to pierce the cracks in that ceiling or create something above them?”
“Uh… I tried to block them with something, but it was completely useless.”
“Hmm. Then, if this space opens up in some way or leads somewhere else, your ability might not work there.”
Laila’s analysis was cold and precise.
“You said you can see the stats of each legionnaire in the system window. Did you say Pleasure Index and Stamina?”
“Yes. There are three indices displayed: Name, Stamina, Pleasure, and Emotion. Among these, I can give or take away the Pleasure and Emotion indices.”
“But what about Stamina…?” Laila’s question cut deep.
“Honestly, I don’t know about the Stamina index. I can’t control it or add to it.” That was the most unsettling point for me as well.
“That means if Stamina hits zero… you might be physically unable to use any strength… or.” Laila stopped mid-sentence.
“Or does it mean we could die?”
I asked Laila, feeling a bit anxious. Death. It was the realistic threat we truly had to face.
“I don’t know yet, Empress. Please, don’t worry too much.” Laila, in turn, tried to comfort me with composure.
“Then, I will tell you what I have thought about and analyzed so far.” Laila straightened her posture and began to explain to me, point by point.
“There is one key that explains everything. We must look at the beginning of it all. It all started with you, Sia, the Empress.”
“Being dropped into the dungeon, the summoning, and the fact that the targets are summoned as futanari—it all originated from you. Whether you wanted it or not, or whether it was something hidden deep within your heart… we all emerged as futa.”
“And now, this dungeon is being stripped away, and we are facing a collision with a new one. Your abilities, which only apply to this space or the ceiling cracks, might lose their power when combined with a new space.”
“There will likely be an Empress or a Monarch elsewhere, too. They will also have summoned someone. They might be futa, but they could be TS, just women, or men. Or perhaps even monsters. That seems to be the answer to who or what we will be fighting.”
“As for the answer to where the battle will take place, I think we can find it in this dungeon.”
“The dungeon that seemed capable of creating and doing everything was meant for you, Sia. It must have been waiting until the six slots and status windows appeared in the system.”
“And if cracks appear and a timer is displayed, we might be merged with another dungeon or moved to a new arena. This place has only been prepared for battle until now.”
“Then, the Dungeon Master has already given us the answer as to how we will fight.”
“This is a labyrinth dungeon, a dungeon of pleasure. The process of futa being summoned and subjugated was all about pleasure. If a battle breaks out, there won’t be a scenario where the opponent comes in with guns and swords to slaughter us. If we were to be cut down so helplessly, that wouldn’t be the picture that the giant system causing this battle—the one causing those cracks in the ceiling—would want.”
“It is highly likely to be a battle of energy, and specifically, the energy of pleasure, rather than physical force. In that sense, the fact that we are all futa will be a very great strength.”
“A… a very great strength?”
I was impressed by Laila’s analysis, but I asked back. To think being futa was a strength.
“Isn’t that the picture you wanted, Sia? It seems like that’s why you called us all as futa.” Laila said, looking straight at me.
“That’s not it.” I thought to myself. Although, I couldn’t deny that such desires might have been deep within me.
“Anyway, as for why this is happening and what the ultimate goal is, I think the Dungeon Master already said it. To create a powerful futa legion to protect the dungeon and ascend as Empress. Perhaps if we continue to expand and rise through constant battles, we will eventually unify the entire dungeon? And then…”
Laila’s voice gained strength.
“Then, will we all return to reality at that point?”
My most fundamental goal was confirmed once again through Laila’s lips.
“According to the Dungeon Master, yes.”
Listening to her, a smile began to form on my lips despite my anxiety. Laila did not disappoint my expectations. No, she surpassed them.
“I will offer additional suggestions for the battle.”
“We must collect as much information as possible during the remaining time. We should request information about our combat opponents from the system or explore the surroundings of the cracks to guess what kind of enemies are coming.”
“We need to re-verify each legionnaire’s unique abilities (Pleasure Resonance, Overwhelming Physique, etc.) and combine them to determine the optimal team composition and roles for battle. We must divide basic roles, such as who will be on the front line, who will be in the rear, who will provide support, and who will protect you, Sia.”
Laila even added specific examples of role distribution.
“Ria: Frontline breakthrough/defense with her overwhelming physique. Miku: Professional pleasure production/area-of-effect pleasure attacks. Mina: Disruption/weakening of enemies with Pleasure Resonance. Laila: Information analysis/command support. Luna/Jisu: Agile maneuvering/versatile attacks/securing vision. Couldn’t we do it like this?”
“It will be important for you, Empress, to command the legionnaires from the rear rather than engaging in direct frontline combat, and to support the battlefield with the Empress’s authority (buffs, healing, sensory manipulation). You must secure a safe position.”
“Going forward, it will become important to acquire the opponent’s information and abilities through dungeon absorption.”
“We still don’t know what will happen if we are defeated. Still, it would be good to think about how to handle defeated opponents—whether it’s absorption or annihilation—and whether we can selectively choose.”
And finally, Laila finished her long explanation and smiled seductively.
“When we fight—”
“Your abilities (buffs, sensory manipulation) are highly likely to consume pleasure as a power source. It would be better to stockpile as much pleasure power as possible before the battle.”
“You said you draw out the pleasure of us legionnaires to use as a power source, right?”
“Then… shouldn’t you, our Empress, raise our pleasure and charge up your energy?”
Laila finished her sentence, crinkling her nose and laughing.
How cute.
I found Laila, who had organized all of this so clearly and even acted so charmingly at the end, to be admirable and lovely.
I grabbed her, pulled her in, and found her lips for a kiss.
Mmmph…
As we tangled our lips and mixed our tongues, the pleasure radiating from Laila’s body flowed into mine.
I really think I summoned you well. My brain. And my legionnaire.
As I held Laila again and sucked on her lips, the five other legionnaires who had been glancing at us from the side approached.
They were sending curious and jealous gazes at the secret conversation between me, the Empress, and Laila.
Mina, my ex-girlfriend, had her face stiffen, looking dissatisfied as to why I was only holding onto Laila and kissing her like that.
Before I knew it, my hands were roaming over Laila’s body. Laila was heating up.
I grabbed her stiffly erect futa cock with my hand, rubbing it, turned her body around, and grabbed her breasts with my other hand.
“Haa…”
A moan burst out from Laila, who was quickly becoming aroused. Even a genius brain was honest in the face of pleasure.
And seeing the Empress standing Laila up and exciting her like that, the other legionnaires began to feel their own bodies heat up as well.
In the midst of the impending battle and unknown threats, the most certain thing was communion with the Empress and energy charging through pleasure. They were waiting for my next instruction.
I looked at the ceiling; there was about 20 minutes left now.
Right. Just as Laila advised.
I need to fill my energy. I’ll max out these girls’ pleasure levels and prepare for the coming battle. Like a last supper.
-To be continued