?"Argh, this is so dreadfully dull! The sa enchantnt, the sa pieces of armor, the sa type of weapons..! By the Gods this is driving insane!"
Gently putting down the Magic Pen, I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed, unable to bring myself to enchant another piece of armor or another weapon of any kind, my Core running low on mana while my patience was getting thinner and thinner with each and every enchantnt I placed.
"Well... I would say the variety should be doing enough to keep you interested and 'fresh', but uh... apparently that's not the case huh?"
Opening my eyes, I glared over at Anput as she placed yet another finished piece of armor in front of , adding to the backlog of things that required my attention and expertise and fueling my 'anger' even more, which I made known as I grabbed her hand and held her in place.
"I had best be getting so real~ good attention and loving after this damnit!"
Raising a brow at , Anput looked into my eyes for a few monts before looking away with a small smile as she said "You sound more like the futa here than I do, demanding sex so easily and openly~! But... if that's your wish, my love, I'll ensure you can't walk properly tomorrow morn, if that is what you desire..."
"It is, so make sure it happens!"
Releasing her hand, I huffed grabbed the vial of mana potion laying on the ground beside , uncorking it and downing the blue liquid to replenish my Core, only to close my eyes and ditate for a few monts to absorb so more mana from the air around us as well as maximize the gains of the potion too.
Night had descended long ago, and food was still being prepared as the humans scrounged together everything that they had gathered during our absence as well as so of the excess at we had brought with us from the most recent kills inside of the Grottos.
Leraie and Lucy were busy in the kitchens with so of the other Demons and humans, making a large quantity of food to celebrate our return to safety and restore moral now that the battle hungry Demons were being taken away from their favorite pasti of battling incredibly dangerous monsters because it was just 'fun'.
Now that we were here to properly rest and recuperate, the others were lounging around and napping already,with Jahi leading the way as she dozed atop one of the crates, sprawled out and 'guarding' our goods by simply sleeping on top of them like a dragon of so kind from the fairytales.
Regenerating my mana didn't take too long, so I picked my Magic Pen back up and got to work on the next cuirass, flipping it over and beginning to engrave the various runes I had picked out for the armor pieces; the obvious battery, a minor self repair enchantnt, a hardening enchantnt, durability enchantnt...
There were a lot of runes that I needed to etch into the leather, but they were all barely dium grade enchantnts at best - both because that was what this leather could handle to be overall rather good, but also because my repertoire with armor enchantnts was regretfully shallow compared to what I could do with weaponry.
And like I had said, it wasn't the complexity of the runes nor the amount of them that was driving crazy, but the repetition of doing the exact sa enchantnts on the exact sa gear that was being made; it was mindless 'slop' that drained all creativity and joy from , but knowing that the result was a host of Demons fully kitted out in enchanted gear ready to go butcher a Fiend for so experience made it worth it in the long run.
It was just that short run that was proving to be ddleso to , and I couldn't help but sigh again as I picked up the next cuirass and began to do the sa as I did before, all while Anput hamred away at the anvil beside as she started on getting the weapons churned out now instead, switching to keep her own mind fresh.
anwhile, Leone worked alongside Ammit to produce another vat of regenerative potion that we would be 'spiking' each al with to ensure our bodies were completely healed, as well as getting so other general potions prepared for the fights to co, which was going to be a test of endurance too since we wanted to ignore the general materials and focus only on the higher quality things that we could find in the Dungeon.
Having everything gathered in one place, being able to work on it all, knowing that the next day was just one to relax and not one that needed to be spent hunting monsters and battling against whatever we ca across.
When dinner was ready, I was granted reprieve from my enchanting hell and brought to a heaven of sorts where there was piles of at standing tall on a plate that was carried over to by an excited, hungry Demoness, only for to sigh as I noticed a distinct lack of anything green on the plate, causing the Demoness to scurry away before I could reprimand her for an unbalanced al.
But... as I stared down at the seared steak, grilled chicken and roasted venison, I... really couldn't complain as I just began to gnaw on each, wanting to replenish my strength and ntal fortitude through this rather crude thod of just devouring more at than I should eat, though that was sothing that no one else shared as they too just dug in without any issues... though I guess Leone was like in that regard to, though her 'resilience' to an all at diet was nowhere near my own.
Maybe because she also was drinking from Jahi's wrist at the mont, so her actual 'needs' were being t I guess...
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