"First let’s assess the enemy force composition. ri, finished recording?"
"Yes. Goblins are ★ level, and gargoyles seem to be ★★ entities. Um, cals? Those cal monsters dad ntioned all varied. From ★ to ★★★. There were one or two other unusual ones but they weren’t main forces. Like they’d pop out occasionally? Seems like goblins, gargoyles, and cal monsters are the enemy’s main forces."
"Just like Andras. No doubt they’re the dungeon’s main monsters."
Monsters resembling cals. The entity Gremory personally rode looked completely like a cal, but lower-grade entities definitely walked on two legs.
"Anything unusual?"
"The number of humps on their backs? Higher-grade entities had more humps on their backs. Exactly matching the number of stars. Nothing else besides that."
"Easy to see at a glance but hard to identify from the front. Ugh."
High ghouls leveled up considerably, but struggling against 3-star cal monsters was still tough. At those tis, I, Lune, or Li always had to step in directly for them to be handled.
’But I can’t just sit idle.’
Lune or Li could handle them without difficulty, but if two 3-star cals rushed simultaneously, both could be in danger. The cals were all male, and if Lune or Li got caught, what would happen was obvious.
"Nothing else dangerous?"
"No. Though we don’t know what kind of being Gremory herself is, aside from Gremory, we’ve finished assessing the forces that ca over."
"Then that’s good."
If subordinates were in danger, naturally I had to step in. Our allied forces got stronger now, but in many ways insufficient to raid the enemy’s dungeon. So I left minimum personnel to scout Gremory’s dungeon and gave orders to the remaining subordinates.
"Slis wait on each passage ceiling. Deal with adventurers entering the dungeon. If each entity thinks they can win, gather at the crossroads and ambush together."
"Ghouls wait at the entrance crossroads. The mont prey enters, imdiately co into the cavity and climb the ceiling, then strike from above when they enter the cavity."
"Harpies.... Ugh, never mind. Take care of yourselves. The barracks is dangerous so stay in bed until I return, and other subordinates protect the Harpies safely in the cavity so they don’t get hurt."
"Eila, ri, Harpuia, Line, guard the dungeon. If adventurers co from outside, you respond. You can kill them or keep them as prisoners. Eila, ri, I’m leaving it to you two."
Instructions for subordinates were roughly complete. So subordinates seed a bit dissatisfied—they said they wanted to follow too, but I boldly cut off anyone below level 30—but they followed without complaint.
And the mont I drew my iron sword and turned around, ri stopped .
"Dad, what about Arthur?"
"...That kid, sigh."
Talk of Arthur naturally gave a headache. Arthur didn’t do wrong, but Arthur clearly caused an incident.
No, there was fault. He resembled and was handso.
"...Tell him to take good care of his wives."
"Dad. Calling them wives is a bit much, isn’t it? Technically he got taken advantage of while sleeping."
"He says he’ll take responsibility. Leave him."
Currently, Ras Village residents Arthur and the female hunters were resting on feather bedding made from Andras’s black feathers. Lily ended up tending to them along with Arthur, and the other four female hunters had bulging bellies.
"If he wasn’t my son, I’d curse him out."
While I was busy wrestling with cals, the four female hunters eventually pounced on Arthur. No matter how strong an orc, being outmatched in level left no choice, and eventually disard Arthur slaughtered the four hunters with the holy sword he possessed.
"But dad. Isn’t sothing weird? Ras Village people aren’t subordinates or prisoners. Then the system doesn’t back them up either, right?"
"Yeah. That’s right. But who knew there’d be another thod."
It wasn’t system pregnancy, but real pregnancy. Thanks to that, Lune and Eila’s expressions looking at beca quite sothing in many ways.
"Are orcs originally that fast at pregnancy and childbirth? Or is it the dungeon’s influence? Did Solomon’s system work on Arthur?"
"How should I know. Seeing their bellies already bulging, they’ll give birth soon. Might as well make the Knights of the Round Table at this point. ri, you can be rlin."
"What does that an?"
"Take good care of your nephews. Tsk. It’s only been a few days since having kids and I already look like I’m becoming a grandpa. Ugh."
I checked my equipnt status and loosened up my body. On the looted belt hung an iron sword, and on my back hung a wooden staff with the end curved in a spiral shape. This equipnt was sufficient.
"Take care of the dungeon. Lune, let’s go."
I extended my arm to Lune. Lune couldn’t sit on my shoulder like before, and instead stuck tight to my side and pressed her body close. ri looked and Lune up and down with a crooked face.
"Isn’t that dangerous? Wouldn’t it be better to go separately?"
"If necessary, it’s faster for to deflect attacks."
The formation where I hugged Lune to my side and protected her with the sword in my opposite hand. It looked no different from taking Lune hostage, but it was the perfect position for to protect Lune while she fired.
"Lune’s mom can shoot from behind."
"...ri, that’s difficult for ."
Lune turned her head sideways and smiled bitterly. It was safer to keep Lune stuck right next to since we didn’t know what would happen if I left Lune behind.
Both Lune and .
It was a hard-won asure because I felt like wind holes would pierce my body if I positioned Lune in the rear. Lune seed to like it in her own way, and I was satisfied with the position too. Eventually ri gave up.
"Be careful. Nobody knows what the enemy dungeon will be like."
"Yeah. I may look like this but my caution is killer. Eila, you guard the dungeon well too."
"I’m sorry, Master. If only I were a little stronger...."
Eila bowed her head and blad herself. Eila’s level still hadn’t even reached 35, the max level for 2-star. Like ri, she most actively wanted to infiltrate, but Eila couldn’t beat a 3-star cal 1-on-1, the minimum standard.
Only three people in our dungeon defeated a 3-star cal 1-on-1, including .
"Don’t worry. Soday you’ll get strong and have your day to pull your weight."
"...Yes. Please be careful. Lune, I’m counting on you for Master. ...You too."
Eila’s gaze swept below Lune’s black wing dress. Lune and I grinned at Eila, and we turned from the cavity and walked to stand before the portal. Whether fortunate or unfortunate, no enemies ca out of the portal.
Wooong!
The red light was blinking much more intensely than before. The ti the system showed was less than 3 minutes remaining, and I talked with Lune to release tension.
"Lune. Don’t forget. What you need to do right when the portal opens."
"Yes. But will it really work?"
"Good if it works, whatever if not."
Literally what it ant. I kneaded Lune’s shoulder a couple tis firmly. The hand raised to protect Lune slowly descended downward, and Lune didn’t care at all about my naughty touch.
"But Master. Why did you decide to fight Gremory?"
"Because she’s a woman."
"...Is that really the reason?"
"Of course."
I grinned at Lune while fondling her chest.
"But even if it was a man, even if it had no gender, I would’ve fought. As long as my dungeon is recognized as ’Andras’s’ dungeon, this will happen often."
Gremory said she tried to raid Andras’s dungeon and ca to our side. Whether she pulled so trick trying to raid the existing Andras dungeon, or whether the Andras being newly born in our dungeon or the Dinsion Stone had so influence, we didn’t know.
Ultimately, to know, we had to directly catch and extract information.
"With Andras I was too out of it to get information. So now we catch that and get information. It’s fine. Andras was rank 63 and that’s rank 56? Even if the opponent was an orc like , I would’ve fought."
"Hmm, I see. But it’s actually better because she’s a woman, right?"
"Of course. Lune. Listen well. No matter what dungeon master appears from now on...."
Fwaaash.
The red light changed to green. I raised my iron sword and took a deep breath.
"If it’s female, I’ll eat first then decide whether to kill or not. Absolutely capture alive. Got it?"
"Y-yes. Then Master."
Lune raised her bow toward the portal starting to turn green.
"What will you do for if I catch Gremory and offer her?"
"...Hmm, well. Creampie?"
Lune snorted like it was absurd, then pulled the string toward the front.
Fwabang.
A wind arrow flew beyond the portal. And Lune sneered at .
"Just a creampie...."
"...Your thoughts will change when you taste it directly."
Seems I had to teach slang one by one directly. I removed the hand teasing Lune and clenched my fist tight. From now was ti to properly focus on ’offense.’
"Let’s go in."
We stepped boldly beyond the portal.
***
[That mont, deep in Gremory’s dungeon.]
Gremory, who mistook Grimfang’s dungeon for Andras’s dungeon and attempted an attack, couldn’t help but be flustered by the unexpected forces and beings.
"Damn it, that Halphas bastard tricked !!"
Gremory kicked the wall repeatedly in anger. Her subordinates trembled and bowed their heads at their master’s fury.
"He said only birdbrains! He said it was a straight-line dungeon! But why is so pig bastard dug in there?!"
According to information from rank 38 Demon Bird Halphas, Andras’s dungeon only had low-grade and below monsters cursed by him.
"He said Andras only births them so she herself is weak? There’s no Andras to begin with!!"
Halphas’s information was wrong from the start. Gremory, who carelessly invaded Andras’s dungeon based on that information, was embarrassed in many ways.
"If they find out I challenged a dungeon with lower rank than and ended in a draw.... Ugh, too embarrassing to live."
Her dignity was a ss. She challenged rank 63’s dungeon and couldn’t even reach the heart, let alone properly grasp the dungeon’s structure.
’How did that pig bastard get a high elf as a subordinate?’
The enemy composition seen through her subordinates’ eyes was crude yet diverse. They even used humans as slave soldiers. In combat power they were much weaker than Gremory’s soldiers, but since the dungeon master directly stepped out and fought, subordinates couldn’t win.
"Ugh, but I can’t go directly...."
Solomon encouraged dungeon seizure battles, but the system blocked higher dungeon masters from unilaterally ravaging lower dungeons.
Unless finding and entering the entrance directly, Gremory, whose rank was higher than Andras, couldn’t cross through the portal to the enemy’s dungeon.
"That pig bastard won’t co over directly either."
So to catch the enemy dungeon’s master, there was no way unless finding that location directly, or killing the orc when he ca over through the reverse portal.
"Ugh, annoying. If he just cos I can kill him imdiately."
Gremory gripped the spellbook in her hand tightly. Veins appeared on her hand like strangling the pig’s neck who made obscene insults against her.
’Surely he won’t co right away.’
If not crazy, he’d have that much common sense. Just one day when offense and defense switch, coming to enemy territory through a one-way portal with no retreat possible. That was obviously crazy no matter who looked.
"But he is crazy, isn’t he?"
Since he is crazy, maybe he’d really co over. So she positioned goblins at the entrance for now. To respond whenever he ca over.
"Phew, I should take a bath. I got too worked up and heated."
And the mont Gremory moved her feet toward the bath.
[Notice: The portal’s direction has changed.]
[Warning: An invader has occurred in the dungeon!]
"...He really was crazy."
Gremory raised her magic power and opened her spellbook. Red magic power began rising centered on Gremory.
"Then what kind of bastard did he send as a scout? Hehehe."
Gremory shared vision with the goblin. And before it.
Sway, sway.
"Kyaaaah!!"
A massive green thing was swinging left and right.
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