Orpa Ihone, a resident of Spica Castle, just couldn’t fall asleep. The reason she couldn’t sleep even in the dead of night was her worry over the people who’d rushed off at this hour.

"Will they be okay...."

The third subjugation force. The subjugation force, led by none other than the Holy Knight Commander at the head of the troops, would surely subjugate the dungeon’s monsters. But the soldiers who’d been dragged along with the subjugation force? Would each of them be able to survive the monsters?

"Please come back safe."

Orpa prayed to the Goddess. The church’s priests said that if you prayed to the Goddess, everything would work out. They even said that in the long, drawn-out battle against the demons, humanity would win according to the Goddess’s care.

Rrrumble.

A tremor began to rise from the floor. That tremor was the very culprit that had disturbed Orpa’s sleep in the small hours and left her awake at this late time.

"Those Avalon bastards...!"

Orpa gnashed her teeth at the Avalon visible through the window of her second-floor room. Stockings were such a warm garment that she even wore them to bed before sleeping, but the fact that the man she loved had left because of the nighttime Avalon was still something she couldn’t forgive.

"I almost stormed in there but held myself back. Ugh."

If you’re going to assign blame, it’s the fault of her ex-husband, who’d posed as a bachelor despite being married and tried to have a fairy. In fact, the fairy had even known that and knelt before her to apologize.

She’d also received a whopping twenty pairs of stockings, which others couldn’t even buy in time, but Orpa decided to accept the fairy’s heartfelt apology. It was her ex-husband who’d done wrong, not the fairy.

"Anyway, ever since those things showed up the ground keeps rumbling.... Are they doing construction underground or something?"

Most of the menfolk, who could be called the main clientele, had gone off with the subjugation force, so Avalon was surely deserted too. But the lights-out Avalon was trembling especially badly tonight of all nights.

Rrrumble.

"...Huh?"

Orpa held her breath. The tremor wasn’t coming from Avalon. It was being felt throughout the whole house, throughout the entire barony. This tremor was similar to the one when the 1,200-strong subjugation force had marched,

Kerk.

"Hup."

Orpa’s breathing stopped. Beyond the hazy window, a group of figures was moving quickly. The forms of those cautiously moving about, draped in something like black robes, weren’t ordinary people.

’Who are they?’

There’s no way they’re people coming and going from Avalon. Men who’d left after having Avalon’s proud fairies took pride in themselves; they aren’t the type to skulk around hiding their whole bodies in shame like that.

Swish, swish swish.

The ones who’d slipped into the night air began to grow in number, one by one. And then, without anyone knowing, they began to "crawl up" the wall.

"Eek?!"

Orpa realized their identity and broke out in goosebumps. Whether by the Goddess’s guidance, the hood of one black figure was momentarily blown off by the wind, and the revealed identity was clearly a "ghoul."

"M, monsters?!"

She had to run. The black-robed monsters weren’t just one or two. She didn’t know what had happened to the subjugation force, but the reality before her eyes right now was "that monsters had infiltrated Spica Castle."

"T, this is,"

"Oh dear. The night air’s cold, but here’s a girl who’s awake?"

Swish.

A woman with pale skin alighted on the windowsill in her boots. The woman, who exposed more area than she covered, was moving the wings and tail unique to demons and smiling seductively at Orpa.

"Hey there, girlie. Do you want to lie there quietly playing dead, or do you want to be dead?"

Orpa intuited it. Resist and die, stay silent and survive. She had a rough idea of what would happen after surviving, but at least she wouldn’t die.

"I, if you’re going to rape me, then kill me...!"

Orpa rose from her seat, holding back tears. Even though her opponent was a succubus, she couldn’t just sit there and die in place.

"Hm, is that so? Then I’ll do just that for you."

Whoo--sh!

The succubus leaped into the room and pounced on Orpa. Orpa resisted stubbornly, but of course she could do nothing against the grip strength of a ★★★ succubus.

"Khh?!"

Thrown onto the bed, Orpa opened her mouth to scream. But there was something that covered her mouth faster than that.

Lick.

The succubus forcibly covered Orpa’s lips. The instant the tongue touched, Orpa got the illusion that the sensation in her own tongue was going numb.

"Girlie, I’ll specially help you die comfortably. It’s our legion’s guideline, you see. Hehehe."

The succubus pressed her forehead against Orpa’s. The moment the succubus’s purple eyes shone, Orpa’s resistance stopped.

Slowly.

Orpa fell asleep as if fainting. She’d dropped helplessly into sleep under the succubus’s sleep magic.

"When you wake up, everything will be different. This land... is going to be our legion’s territory now. So, girlie, then enjoy yourself to death in your dreams."

The succubus pressed her lips against the woman’s and waved her hand.

"I specially put in a generous five handsome men with thick cocks for you. Even pain will feel like pleasure. Hehe."

The succubus left. Laid on the bed, Orpa sank into sleep as if dead.

"...Haah, there, yes. Ram me a little harder...."

Without even a chance to resist, Orpa dreamed of rolling around in one bed with handsome men, and her consciousness cut off along with her happy dream.

***

"Can’t you move a little more quietly?"

"The succubus unit is putting those who woke up back to sleep. The kids are doing their best in their own way, so please understand."

"Tsk, this is why untrained ones are no good."

East, west, north, south. The subordinates spread out in all directions with the central baron’s castle as the focal point, ambushing the soldiers guarding the wall under cover of darkness. Spica Castle, settled under the cold night air, was as silent as the grave, but my hearing clearly caught the death cries of soldiers dropping one by one.

"We have to be especially careful around places like inns. Where are the adventurers who are still left?"

"The fairies went to deal with them. They said they’d scoped out the lodgings and inns ahead of time."

The persons of interest remaining in Spica Castle were mostly adventurers who hadn’t joined the subjugation force. Fortunately, the assessment of them was more or less complete, and the fairies and succubi who’d joined up on-site were playing a major role.

"Mmph, mph!!"

The man pinned beneath my feet snorted through his nose and glared at me. He was buried in the ground, with a mask made of slime ooze fitted over his mouth.

"Hey, quiet down. You came here to get laid while your comrades went off to war for humanity."

I tapped the soldier’s head with my foot. He was someone we’d captured at the start of our legion’s operation to occupy Spica Castle, a man who’d been caught by me while loitering around the nighttime Avalon, wondering if he might get to sleep with a fairy for a night.

"Anyway, what a lewd guy with nothing but getting laid in his head. Slime concrete is too good for the likes of you, too good."

I stomped on the man’s head even harder with my foot. If he were just lewd that’d be fine, but even while buried in the ground, the bastard had been leering at Lune with lecherous eyes.

"Where do you get off eyeing what’s someone else’s? Hey, you there, the succubus flying past. Um... Razpii?"

"Yes~"

I’d barely managed to recall the name. Was she the subordinate favored by Shaitan among the succubi? Razpii landed on the ground at my call, her breasts, bigger than her head, jiggling.

"Show this guy a dream and kill him."

"Hehe, since he’s a man, I can suck out his vital essence and kill him, right?"

"Of course. Hold on. I’ll direct the dream."

I leaned in to Razpii’s ear and told her the dream for the man. The instant she heard it, Razpii looked at me with startled eyes, but I couldn’t forgive the bastard who’d dared cast an erect gaze toward Lune.

"I’m counting on you."

"If the Legion Commander wishes it.... Ah, but in exchange, just once with me,"

Grin.

"...I’ll do my best!"

Razpii grabbed the man’s head with both hands. I turned my body and wrapped my arms around Lune’s waist.

"This is why being a popular man is such a hardship."

"It’s fine. You have us by your side, Master."

"Right. Heh heh, I live thanks to you all."

Lune and I walked confidently down the main road of Spica Castle. As more and more time passed, as I drew closer to the baron’s castle, the commotion in the silent Spica Castle began to grow louder.

"W, what?! Why are monsters here, kerk!"

"Kyaaah!! Orcs have appeared!!"

"Ghouls, ghouls are blocking the south gate! We have to hurry and flee to the east gate!"

Those who’d been roused after a fitful sleep mixed with adventurers who’d sensed the presence of monsters and grabbed their swords, beginning to create utter pandemonium. I’d heard that the inner city of Spica Castle alone, with a population easily of three to four thousand, held a good two thousand people living there.

"The guys outside the castle have probably caught on by now too? Those guys are refugees who fled Ras Vegas and settled here, so they’ll have quickly realized the city was being conquered from within."

"So we’re taking away their livelihood yet again."

"They should be grateful we’re not killing them."

If there was any misfortune for them, it was that I’d set up a dungeon on this small patch of land. I feel a little sorry, but that doesn’t mean I can stop my steps.

"Uwaaah!"

From a side alley, an adventurer holding a dagger was running straight toward me. At the woman with short hair but a fairly pretty face, I spread my arms wide.

Sthnk!

The dagger got tangled in the hem of my robe. The female adventurer tried to pull herself free with shocked eyes. But faster than her, and faster than my hand, was Lune’s arrow.

Fwiff--!

Lune’s wind arrow pierced through the adventurer’s ankle. And after I flung the dagger tangled in my robe hem to the ground, I grabbed the adventurer’s waist with both hands.

"L, let me go--!"

"If you’ve steeled yourself to kill someone, you ought to be prepared for this much."

The female adventurer, hoisted high, flailed her arms threateningly at me, but in the meantime Lune had finished all the preparations.

"Kyaa?!"

Lune pulled the female adventurer’s pants down along with her panties, and spread my robe to either side too. My holy sword, jutting straight out through the gap in my stocking armor, had risen toward the sky as if to show off.

"W, wait a moment. This couldn’t possibly,"

"You tried to stab me with a dagger. Well then, get stabbed by my holy sword."

Thunk.

I yanked the female adventurer in at once. The insides of the female adventurer, into whom I’d inserted myself without foreplay, without caressing, without even pushing in ooze to serve as lubricant, were dry beyond belief.

"Ah, agh, ungh...?!"

The female adventurer, her body laid out horizontally, waved her arms in the air to keep from tipping backward. Her body, stiff with tension, clamped tightly around my dick.

"Lune, how should we deal with this one?"

With each step forward I took, I jabbed my dick in deeper and deeper. Lune fingered her lips with one hand while placing the other on the woman’s lower abdomen and spreading magic power.

Vwiing.

A heart-shaped seal appeared on the woman’s lower abdomen. It was proof that Lune’s holy magic had activated.

"She’s an assassin who tried to kill you, Master, so she deserves to die... but it’d be a shame if she hurt too much, so I converted it to pleasure."

"Well done."

To feel pleasure while being forcibly violated by the very orc she’d tried to kill. For the female adventurer, where else could there be a humiliation to match it.

"Ah, how weak. Did you truly not organize a single reserve force at your main base? At this rate you’re a hopeless lot."

The adventurers who occasionally popped out were quickly subdued by Arthur and the orcs. Lune and I sought out the adventurers around the ★★★ level whom Meri had assessed beforehand and buried them in the ground one by one.

"Clian. Come out and dig."

"Yes."

Clian, the slimefolk following behind us, immediately dug a pit big enough for one person to fit into in the ground. I hefted the female adventurer’s body up and pulled my dick out.

"This is a tale of an empire from the distant ancient past. The wealthy class there, in order to taste so very many delicacies, would deliberately vomit to empty out their stomachs, I hear."

The female adventurer’s face went pale. A slime dragon led by Clian had settled into the pit.

"You’re a woman a bit too good for me to swallow. Pulling you out to snack on now and then would be enough to make me feel sorry toward Lune."

"W, wai,"

Before the woman could speak, I grabbed her legs and shoved her into the pit.

"E, eek?!"

"It’s fine. There’ll be no agony of death until your head is submerged. Whether you live or die depends on how you behave."

The woman flailed her upper body like an inflatable tube man at an event, trying to wriggle out. But the slime dragon doggedly swallowed the woman from the legs up and pulled her inward.

"You... right. Unit 3, you train her yourself. You get it now without me saying any more, right?"

Glurgle.

If she refused sex with the monster to the very end, she’d be eaten, and if she reflected on her own wrongdoing and accepted the slime dragon’s seed, she’d survive. Unit 3 brought out a bundle of tentacles like protrusions from within its body and coiled them around the woman’s whole body.

"N, nooooo!!"

"If you’d just let the orcs catch you quietly, I’d have spared you well enough... tsk tsk."

"What a shame. She could’ve become a citizen of the kingdom you’re building, Master. Hehe."

"It’s fine. There are still people to spare."

Bright lights burst out here and there. Torches went up, and black military banners were hung on the castle gates of east, west, north, and south.

A military banner of the Legion of Wrath, stamped with the exact same shape as Shaitan’s seal, was set upon them. The soldiers who’d occupied the area around them were of course my legion soldiers, the ghouls.

"I command the Legion of Wrath."

Boom! The red tattoo spreads along with aura across all of Spica Castle. In front of the gate of the baron’s castle, I drove Shax into the ground and gave the order.

"If there are any who resist, kill them all."

By death from sex.