"That guy’s trying to hide the fact he got fucked from behind. Tch."
I used a harpy to violate the chief. Since the invader composition was "Chief and Rescue Party," the chief had a much higher level and rank than the others.
[Chief: ★★★☆ Lv. 41 / 55]
’I can see his arousal being stimulated through subordinates too.’
"Ah, it’s dripping out... tch."
The harpy even lay on the ground to keep the handful of seed received from the chief from flowing out. The scheduled ti was approaching, and I sat on the bed.
"Phew."
"Master, want sothing to drink?"
"Water this ti."
I waved my hand at Lune who was subtly trying to lift her robe. I’d worked like a dog hauling lumber, and right now I didn’t have the energy to drink Lune.
150 lumber.
While the harpies diligently squeezed seed from the stud prisoners, the ghouls and I gathered lumber with death-defying determination.
We were able to gather quite a lot in 3 hours, but even so, the amount of lumber was woefully insufficient.
’Suddenly there are too many facilities to expand.’
I essentially had to use all 150 lumber I had today.
First, 20 pieces to upgrade the summoning facility to Lv.2.
[Facility Upgrade: Increase the rank of facilities within the dungeon.]
[Upgrade Target: Summoning Facility Lv.1]
[Upgrade Result: Lv.1 -> Lv.2]
[Upgrade Condition: Summon monsters 20 tis (12/20), Secure 3 ★★ subordinates (3/3)]
I summoned 10 subordinates on day 2, and summoned two harpies this morning.
’This summoning thing bothers .’
What would happen to subordinates born through farming? I was curious about that part and deliberately delayed summoning.
’I’ll do sothing else with the lumber instead.’
150 lumber stocked up.
And I could construct one barracks with 20, and I planned to massively increase barracks.
Current capacity: 26.
Target capacity: 41.
[Construction: Build Barracks Lv.0?]
[Materials Consud: Lumber 150/20]
[Expected Result: Barracks Lv.0]
’Duplicates don’t give additional rewards as expected.’
Upgrading barracks was one thod, but I intended to construct multiple barracks and assign different subordinates to each.
The existing ghouls’ barracks.
Slis’ barracks.
Barracks for harpies and the children they’d birth.
And Lune’s barracks.
’I can’t keep Lune sleeping next to forever.’
Not good for ntal health. I needed to increase capacity while also needing Lune’s private room, so I wildly increased barracks centered on the existing barracks.
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Building three barracks simultaneously consud lumber trendously, but soon maximum capacity would increase by 15.
And filling the increased capacity would be new subordinates and newcors summoned through magic stones—
"Master?"
Lune’s movents slowed. I cheered and stood up.
"Finally."
Capacity: 28/26.
Exactly ’3’ more than the previous capacity.
It was ti to harvest fruit from the harpies. I placed a log chunk in front of the cell where prisoners far exceeded capacity and sat on it like a chair.
"What will happen..."
The harpies were crouching comfortably with wings folded on waterbed-like slis. It was a posture like a chicken laying eggs, and that direction was fully visible to the humans in the cells.
"Ptoo!"
"Ah, ahhh, ugh..."
First cell.
May was still acting like she hadn’t been violated, and the chief—co to think of it, he has no na—had his gaze fixed on the harpy he’d seeded.
"Haa, haa."
And the second cell.
The stud hunters who’d evenly spread their essence to three harpies were shaking their mbers and panting at the harpies’ birthing inside the cell. They too seed to intuitively know whose seed was inside the harpies.
Finally, the third cell.
[Eila]
[Unconscious]
[Sowing. Ti until harvest: 2 days.]
Eila was still unconscious but traces of her belly slowly swelling were visible.
May, whose harvest was faster, still had a narrow waist despite the difference, making think there might be differences in offspring rank depending on farming.
"Lune."
"Yes."
"Soday you’ll be like that too."
"I hope it cos quickly."
Lune stood beside and leaned her body. I inserted my fingers inside Lune’s robe as she desired and thrust my middle finger into Lune’s back, gently loosening it.
"The back won’t work, right...?"
"Of course not."
Urging was useless. While I gently loosened Lune’s back with my middle finger, fruit finally ford.
"Haa, hnnngh..."
Harpy (★☆) trembled first. Her passage’s slit spread left and right, revealing sothing smooth.
"An egg...?"
It was an egg. Even a fist-sized egg at that, and as soon as the harpy laid the egg, she collapsed backward.
"Haa, haa, haa."
The harpy lowered her arms, drooling tears and saliva. Whether she climaxed just from laying the egg, fluids splattered over it.
[Hatching: Eggs can be hatched at the summoning facility.]
’It doesn’t show what it is.’
It must be a thod of placing the egg directly in the summoning facility and hatching it. The harpy carefully wiped the egg with her feathers, and May in the first cell covered her mouth with her hand.
"Urp, bleargh!"
May vomited sour gastric acid. Since she hadn’t eaten anything proper, just a tiny bit of undigested slihole fluids fell to the ground.
"Hnngh..."
The chief made a groaning sound denying reality, but two harpies still remained.
"Ah, i-it’s coming...! Haaang...!"
Harpy (★☆☆) twisted her body. She likewise laid an egg through her passage.
"Oh, oooh!"
The stud hunters cheered. From the mont the sexual acts that started involuntarily beca voluntary hip-swinging, they’d abandoned sothing as humans.
Making monsters birth children—the shock must be enormous.
"Haa, hngh...!"
Finally, Harpy (★) trembled greatly. The chief squeezed his eyes shut seeing the harpy he’d seeded was about to lay an egg.
"Haa, haa, hnnngh."
The harpy knelt and crouched. Her face and tongue went slack, drooling tears and saliva, and her lower half trembled convulsively.
Plop.
An egg of a different color dropped from below the harpy. Compared to the other eggs, it showed a much smoother luster, making spontaneously clap.
"As expected!"
Being born a day earlier wasn’t for nothing. I ran over happily, grabbed the harpy’s face and shook it.
"Well done!"
"Haah, haaah..."
The harpy’s eyes were unfocused from the post-birth climax, but she began regaining consciousness by sucking my finger with her tongue.
"Haa, Master, later, to ..."
Thud.
The harpy’s head dropped. Having broken through the 6% probability with a ★ body and low level, it was natural she’d be exhausted.
"Lune. Lay them down."
"Yes."
I carefully collected the eggs from the harpies. They were quite solid so they probably wouldn’t break if dropped, but I handled them as carefully as possible worrying they might be damaged.
"Hehe, hehehe."
First thing to do was hatch the eggs the two harpies laid. Fortunately, the thod was sufficient with just placing one on the summoning circle.
Crack, crack.
As mana filled the summoning circle, the egg’s shell broke. The harpy who laid the egg watched the egg even while being laid down by Lune.
[Hatching: Harpy (★) was born!]
[Notice: Successfully ’hatched’ a monster.]
[Reward: Monster Summoning Ticket x1.]
[Reward: (Facility) Incubator Blueprint,]
[Facility: Hatchery Blueprint.]
[Notice: Daily mission has been updated.]
[Mission: Hatch a monster (1/1)]
[Reward: Monster Summoning Ticket x1]
"This was the main thing...?"
Monster Summoning Tickets and Magic Stone Summons showed no sign at all, but just hatching once gave facility blueprints.
"Lune!"
"Yes...!"
A new facility appeared due to exceeding capacity. I entrusted the two summoning tickets and two blueprints that dropped as rewards to Lune.
’That’s for later.’
For now, the eggs in front of ca first.
I placed the second egg. As expected, it was Harpy (★).
’Up to here is fine.’
If the two hatchings so far were a preview—an appetizer—today’s main nu was naturally this smooth egg.
"Haa, haa..."
Harpy (★) was brimming with anticipation while looking this way even with her head buried in the ground. I nodded to the harpy, then placed the egg on the summoning circle.
"New subordinates are always welco!"
Mana scattered as purple mist. And shortly after, the mist began swirling and rotating fiercely.
VROOOOM—!!
This was a first for such effects. No way. It can’t be, right?
[Hatching: Harpy Angel (★★☆) was born!]
"..."
Though it was nad Angel, there wasn’t much difference. Just that the wings moved to the back, and bird-like claws extended long below the forearms.
Harpy Angel. At the appearance of an angel with bird legs, I couldn’t help but laugh hollowly.
’No. I can’t judge by appearance.’
Look. At that beautiful ☆ existence. Evolved forms were always welco, and the Harpy Angel would now beco the squad leader leading the harpy unit.
"Master...? What should we do?"
The two newly born harpies and Harpy Angel were staring blankly at . Just then the three barracks completed construction and the subordinate restrictions lifted, so I opened the door of the second cell with a light heart.
"What to do."
I pointed the stud hunters at the new barracks.
"Now, do your job."
"W-wait. Even so, doing it with kids young enough to be daughters is a bit..."
[Notice: Sowing is impossible in relationships with parent generation.]
"Ugh..."
If it’s systematically blocked, there’s no helping it.
"Then from now on you guys just do that."
I paired the three stud hunters with the harpies born from hatching and sent them to the barracks.
"If sowing doesn’t work, you’re dads. Figure out whose dad is whose. Got it?"
"Hehe..."
The stud hunters and harpies looked at each other and smiled. They disappeared into the barracks laughing, and watching their backs, my nose stung.
"Hehehe."
The daughters they birthed weren’t from seeds I planted.
’Which ans I can eat them.’
Therefore, if I kept repeating sowing and enhancent, a 5-star harpy would appear eventually.
’I’ll eat her then.’
After all, food that needs aging should be stored for a long ti.
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