Groooar!!
The mont I entered the portal, a foul beast stench stabbed my nose. At the trendous stench, I had no choice but to imdiately cover my nose and pointed at my subordinates’ mouths as they followed.
"Cover your noses right... huh?"
"What’s wrong?"
Lune looked puzzled, and Gremory giggled mocking .
"Don’t you sll sothing weird?"
"A sll?"
"There is a sll, but you seem to feel it more sensitively."
Lune doesn’t feel it but only Gremory and I do?
"Seeing that elves don’t feel it, that’s probably right. Hey, don’t step there. It’s territory-marked."
"Territory-marked ans... ugh."
Lune realized Gremory’s aning and imdiately climbed onto my shoulders. Lions territory-marking ant they’d basically pissed sothing, and the ground was wet enough to not want to step on.
"Really disgusting."
"There seems to be a path for about one person to walk?"
"Then Gremory, you co here too. Not good to dirty your feet."
I embraced Gremory in front, and Gremory held sothing soaking wet to my nose. A rich musk scent fragrantly filled my nose.
"Endure with this."
"Sniff sniff, what is this?"
"You know the stocking fabric? I made a handkerchief from it. The sll should decrease sowhat."
"Thanks. Sniff."
Thanks to the black handkerchief Gremory gave , I could at least regain my senses. But simultaneously, why did I feel the stench Lune couldn’t even sll so sensitively—montarily I couldn’t understand.
"Is that Vapula bastard spraying so special pheromone... no, scent?"
"I can’t feel it at all though?"
"No choice. It’s a scent only pure demons can feel. Marking their territory. And marking with... this."
Gremory reached down, grabbed my dick, and shook it back and forth. At the naturally transmitted gentle stimulation, though I didn’t cum, I could imdiately identify the source of the rancid sll.
"Spraying their stuff everywhere? Isn’t that crazy?"
"You spray sen enough to soak all your won’s hair too."
"That’s true. That Vapula bastard, crazy like ."
If spraying as expression of ownership, I could fully sympathize. Just that if Vapula sprayed on the ’land’ he owned, I only sprayed and ca on my won.
"By sa logic, Lune and your body must have my scent strongly."
"Yes."
"You didn’t know?"
"...What?"
I was shocked at the newly learned fact. And simultaneously one worry arose.
"It’s not like a sweaty or rotten sll, right?"
"Not at all!"
"Can’t quite call it fragrant, but it’s not like body odor or anything. An appropriate scent wrapping the body, hard to describe."
"Then that’s a relief. Got spooked for nothing."
Spooked that others might sll because of . Fortunately it wasn’t like that, so I relaxed a bit and continued into the fla lion sub-dungeon.
And not long after, a fla lion looking exactly like Vapula was leisurely wandering around facing away.
"Female?"
"How do you know?"
"Males have manes around their heads."
However much a demon, there’d be common genetic traits of the lion species itself. So since no mane was visible, that lion was definitely female.
"They say males sit still while females hunt for food. Lune, get down. And snipe it."
"May I do it?"
Lune watched not but Gremory. Situationally, if killing the fla lion, Gremory catching it was more urgent than Lune.
"Yeah, go ahead. I’ll observe for now."
But Gremory readily agreed, and Lune gained confidence and drew the bowstring toward the fla lion’s rear.
"Please one shot...!"
Whoosh!
The wind arrow flew like light and struck the fla lion’s rear. The fla lion flinched in surprise twisting its body, but at the cylindrical hole in the lower body area, I, Lune, and Gremory couldn’t help but be shocked.
"Lune, you really are the best sniper. You aid for it, you did."
"No, well, since you said female, I thought it wasn’t...."
"It’s fine. I said female so that’s possible. What, so what if you hit there? Look how much pain it’s in."
The fla lion was whimpering and rolling left and right on the ground. In the lower body, traces of a wind arrow passing through clearly remained, and even at so distance, a tangy blood sll started wafting over.
"Gremory. Do you know the sensation of that being pierced?"
"No. Don’t know. More importantly, can I focus on battle?"
Graaaah!
The mont Gremory’s words ended after standing on two feet from being held by , the fla lion rolling on the ground vomited fire from its mouth screaming.
"Making a fuss about pain."
The mane-less fla lion had no male symbol mane, and Lune’s snipe had blown a hole through even the balls. Sure it could hurt, but a sub-dungeon beast making noise was quite annoying.
"Pointless resistance. Just die."
Should I call it a last surge of strength? The fla lion nimbly leaped up as if dying like this was unfair and lunged at us.
Kyaaaah!!
"Where to?"
I grabbed the jaws of the creature rushing with teeth viciously clacking up and down.
"Kyiik?!"
"Where you opening your shit-stinking mouth?"
From inside the fla lion’s mouth stopped right in front of wafted the exact stench of a superior who smoked then gulped down cheap vending machine coffee calling it palate cleansing. I forced the fla lion’s jaws I held up and down to close.
"Brush your teeth, fuck!"
"Grr, grrr."
The fla lion kept trying to open its mouth but I pressed down with strength. It probably never imagined its mouth would be caught like this. Rushing to swallow us whole without thinking was the problem.
"Hold it. I’ll catch it."
Gremory placed her staff tip below the fla lion’s neck. Whether the fla lion knew its given future or not, it kept struggling to escape from .
"Sever."
Crack!
The blade of mana Gremory released cut the fla lion’s neck. The cross-section was so smooth you’d wonder if it could be cleaner. The fla lion briefly convulsed then went limp.
"What kind of magic is that?"
"Moving wind fast to make a blade. I’m still lacking so can’t launch it directly, but launching at close range like this is possible."
Scritch, scritch!
Gremory started cooking the fla lion to her taste. The lion with severed neck and limbs was cut into pieces hard to call a lion anymore. Blood didn’t splatter and only slowly flowed from the cut surfaces, soaking the ground.
"Impressive. Lune, next ti you try. I’ll make it so it can’t open its mouth again. You shoot the balls like now and cut off its breath."
"I didn’t do it on purpose, but if told to hit I can hit. ...Master, should I really shoot? At those too?"
Having already slled their companion’s blood, fla lions were roaring and charging from the far opposite passage.
Graaaah!!
Lune’s bowstring was already pointing at the newly appeared fla lions. I cracked my hands twice, then spread both arms toward the fla lions.
"Lune, Gremory! We’re starting neutering surgery now, you overgrown cat bastards!!"
Toward the charging lions, I took a deep breath and roared.
"Co at !!"
With Gremory and Lune supporting from the side, I processed the fla lions one by one.
***
That hour when Rok was diligently crushing lions’ balls.
One shabby building in Barony of Virgo’s Spica Castle was packed with people again today, and about one troubleso custor among those many, the fairies found quite difficult to chase away.
"When is Miss ri returning...?"
"That’s soon...."
"You said that an hour ago."
"Since traveling by magic, sothing might delay the ti. Please understand."
"That’s what you said two hours ago."
The troubleso custor itself. At the appearance of the woman who stressed them more than the general store selling goods—Baroness Virginia Virgo—the fairies and Gray were stressed.
’She’s really hooked.’
They knew too well why the baroness was looking for ri since dawn. And this was a problem that could only be solved when ri returned.
"What exactly is the situation?"
"Miss ri!!"
"...I understand the full story. Leave it to now."
And their savior and the person in charge the troubleso custor sought arrived at Avalon. ri covered in dust tidied her clothes as neatly as possible, then carefully opened the door to the underground room where the baroness waited.
"Sorry for being late, Baroness."
"Welco, ri."
The baroness was already lying on the bed waiting for ri. Looking at the clothes scattered around and the baroness’s state, apparently the baroness couldn’t wait for ri and committed bad deeds.
’Need to put her to sleep.’
Once asleep, the succubi would handle the rest, but the problem was the baroness currently showed no signs of sleeping at all.
"Baroness. Aren’t you tired? How about closing your eyes for a bit...?"
"Still fine. Huhu. I’ve been waiting."
Whether oblivious or deliberately ignoring because she wanted to be with ri.
"Actually, you don’t know how long I’ve waited since this dawn. So I finished all today’s work and ca like this. Ohoho."
’Either way, I wish you’d just leave.’
With work piled like a mountain, the baroness’s thoughts and actions seed so ridiculous and simple.
"Then ri. ...Is today possible too?"
ri watched the baroness full of anticipation for a mont, then carefully opened her mouth.
"Baroness. Do you happen to know about sli daughter...?"
The baroness’s expression froze coldly.
***
"Uoooh!!"
I blocked the charging mane-less male lion. It tried to slash swinging sharp claws, but only scratched the iron shield I’d brought and bounced back.
"Gremory!"
"Yeah."
Since I blocked the attack with a shield, ti to counterattack. Gremory drew up mana and tapped the ground with her staff, and sharp thorn spears rose from the ground piercing the fla lion’s heart.
Graaah!
The fla lion with pierced heart scread and collapsed. And the fla lion behind stepped on the dead companion’s corpse and jumped high enough to reach the ceiling.
Kyooooh!
"You crazy!"
Adding weight to try driving claws down. I glanced to check Lune and Gremory’s condition.
’Interception impossible.’
Gremory was recovering mana, and Lune’s hands were swollen, unable to shoot bow briefly. So I had to intercept.
’One thod.’
I slightly tilted the iron shield sideways and hurled it at the fla lion.
"Captain Ras!"
Whoooosh---!!
The iron shield thrown with full force flew like a boorang striking the fla lion’s face. Not even a circular shield but a style with pointed bottom, and luckily the sharp part lodged in the fla lion’s forehead.
Kyak?!
The fla lion started falling toward still in mid-air. Too late to dodge, I spread both arms and caught the fla lion.
"Kugh?!"
Felt like I’d be crushed to death by the trendous weight, but I even mobilized the tattoo’s power to embrace the fla lion with full force. The fla lion with one side of its face caved tried to scratch with hazy eyes, but I finished the fla lion faster.
Crack!
The fla lion’s neck turned 180 degrees. The fla lion with neck bones broken in an instant couldn’t endure the pain and died, and I leaned back to receive the fla lion’s body.
Thud!
Trendous weight but didn’t die. After catching my breath once, I escaped from the fla lion’s corpse.
"Heavy as hell. Phew."
"...Is this the last?"
"Yeah. Last. Right before the boss."
I plopped down in front of the iron door thick with stench. Gremory and Lune also gathered sitting together.
"Let’s rest a bit then catch the boss too. Even if it’s hard... you two must catch it."
I beco the tank and Gremory and Lune fight as DPS. The reason I brought these two excluding all others was only one.
"...Gotta evolve, right?"
Gremory and Lune.
Until the evolvable level, 1 remaining ahead.
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