Lewd Dungeon Master: This Orc Is Too Damn OP!-Chapter 207: I Will Betray

First. Solving the elf problem.

I confirmed Queen Luna’s power and recruited Sola and the half-and-half elves into the multi-level project. Now whenever they went into heat, they’d bring friends to the dungeon, and innocent elves would get pinned against walls and corrupted.

"Let’s eat first and finish up after. For now, elves, welcome. It’s not much, but eat plenty. You need to eat lots before going home."

I invited the elves to Ras Vegas. At the spread based on human ingredients combined with my cooking knowledge, the elves—who had all become fruit-flavored after coming outside—widened their eyes.

"Um, excuse me. What’s this?"

"Ah, that’s called Robo tang. It’s excellent for restoring vitality when eaten."

"...What about this soft thing?"

"Ah, that’s called Lime jelly. It’s a jelly with aphrodisiac effects."

"Then what’s this bread with yellowish, thick, sticky liquid inside?"

"Ah, that’s called ’cream puff.’"

I split the bread open, hollowed out the inside, and stuffed it full of cream. What kind of cream was stuffed inside, I didn’t know but...

"Master said it tastes like custard cream!"

"R-right."

Lune, the legion’s queen consort, wanted to share her special snack. I gulped at the cream smeared all over their mouths. The bread placed before me was just ordinary bread, but the cup beside it contained freshly squeezed fresh chocolate milk.

"Fill your bellies well for the journey."

"Thank you. Mmm... it’s delicious. Um, could I possibly have one more?"

Sola swallowed one bread and wanted to eat more. I glanced at Lune, and Lune handed over her bread with a complicated expression.

"...Cream is so precious that it’s hard to get many. Please understand, sis."

"...I misunderstood you. I’m sorry, Lune."

Sola’s face reddened as she received the bread Lune handed over and took a big bite. She trembled with joy at the taste of cream filling her mouth. As cream dripped between her lips, Sola scooped it up with her finger and sucked on it.

"..."

Who knew not doing it beforehand would make me feel this sense of immorality? I gave Lune a thumbs up where others couldn’t see, and Lune made a small circle with her hand and moved it back and forth at me.

"But you know."

Luna, who was picking up bread, shook the bread and noticed something strange. I gulped just in case, and Luna giggled looking at the four elves who had reached a tacit agreement.

"You know why I keep coming outside, right? Hehe. Don’t you feel like you wasted your whole elf life? Why didn’t we know about this until now?"

"You said there were no men. Living hundreds of years without knowing sexual activity, then feeling pleasure and going crazy."

"...? It’s not exactly like that though?"

Luna immediately denied my guess. I had to chew over Luna’s words and guess her inner thoughts several times.

"Master."

Lune poked my thigh with her finger.

"Are you worried Luna might have done it with other men?"

"Yeah."

"Don’t worry about that. I didn’t do it with men. Not with men."

"...?"

Did sexual activity but not with men? Luna put down the bread and wiggled her fingers.

"Lune’s an adult now so it’s okay to say, right? Sometimes elves who know about that stuff do it with each other, you know? Same for me. Otherwise, how could I move my hips like that the first time with you?"

"...What did you do it with?"

"My mom."

"..."

At Sola’s blunt words, Luna awkwardly swallowed her bread. I imagined Sola’s mother and got chills imagining her and Luna scissoring each other in bed.

"...Ah, I feel like I did something wrong."

"What do you mean?"

"I feel like I ruined a lily garden."

I couldn’t help feeling regretful, but still, Ras was best with yin-yang harmony. I drank a cup of chocolate milk and finished the meal.

"Have a snack before leaving. And don’t worry about traces since the slime shower washes out everything inside your body."

"I’ll vouch for it. Did you ever notice when I was coming and going here? Hehe."

"..."

They wouldn’t get caught by anyone for their acts with demons. As long as only the four kept the secret, no matter what kind of abnormal sexual play they did here, they wouldn’t get caught when they went back.

"Um, s-so then..."

Sola clenched and unclenched her fists, bowed her head, and asked Luna and me.

"C-could we have as many orc gentlemen as possible..."

"You know what’s good. Galahad, call all the uncles."

After all, tangerines taste best when shared.

***

The free Ras Vegas embraces all beings. In the freedom Ras Vegas offered, the elves threw off the corset of chaste, pitiful elves, darkened their skin, and freely released their desires.

While there were elves who fell for orc dicks, there were also human men buried among harpies’ feathers. While the elves tasted Galahad as dessert as dark elves, I moved to Ras Vegas to find my son-in-law and guest man. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"You’ve set up quite the newlywed home."

The newlywed couple and Andras nested together in an empty house in Ras Vegas. Because they didn’t do the act in the dungeon, the human man—Gray, though he didn’t plant seeds in Harpuia, diligently swung his hips. The scent of his night flowers wafted throughout the house.

"So Gray, have you thought about it?"

"...If I accept this deal, I’ll be betraying humanity."

Gray knelt on one knee before me. It was the posture of a knight pledging loyalty to his lord.

"I will betray. And..."

This time Gray knelt on both knees. He stretched his hands forward, bowed his head, and prostrated to me.

"Please give me your daughter!!"

Gray bowed so deeply his forehead hit the ground. I could immediately feel his sincerity at that sight. Gray had truly fallen head over heels for Harpuia’s feathers.

"Tsk. Your sincerity is lacking."

But I couldn’t be satisfied with such a light bow. If Lune was the queen consort, Andras was a concubine—she was strictly my subordinate, and he took her daughter Harpuia at the same time, so I couldn’t accept it with just one bow.

"I’ll have to show you an example myself. Raise your head and watch directly. This is."

I stood on my hands and bowed.

"A grand bow."

"..."

I maintained the position for about 10 seconds then immediately returned to my original posture. Gray gulped at the overwhelming courtesy I showed.

"You see, huh? For the beautiful succubus my father-in-law allowed me, I paid respect with this."

"I’ll correct it immediately...!"

Gray struggled to change position and gave me a grand bow. ...He didn’t really need to follow along, but seeing him actually do it, my anger subsided slightly.

Though I got slightly heated that he ate a mother-daughter combo meal even with my permission, since he wanted it so sincerely and had various uses, I decided to use him.

’To make a knight order under Eila, I need real knights too.’

When orcs rode unicorns, both went into heat and it was a disaster. I understood why the standard for white horses was humans and for wolves was orcs.

"Let’s straighten up, Gray."

"Yes."

Gray and I faced each other with red faces. I quite liked his handsome, muscular body. His lower body was also solid, so he wouldn’t disappoint Harpuia and Andras.

"If you ever betray our legion, I will take back Andras and Harpuia. Then the two will... you know?"

"I will never let that happen."

"Right. Of course you should."

I extended my hand to Gray. Gray looked awkward but grasped my extended hand. His grip strength was almost equal to mine in normal state.

"On the day you complete your mission and return, can I look forward to eating Andras together again someday? That time, you take the bottom and I’ll take Andras’s mouth. Until then, hold onto Andras tightly so no one but me can take her."

"...Gulp."

Gray’s hand trembled as if salivating just from imagination. I patted the back of his hand and called Eila.

"How long will you hide behind? Come out."

"...N-nice to meet you."

Eila appeared from the wall wearing a guard helmet with a mustache woven from Andras feathers. Gray observed Eila carefully, then his eyes widened.

"...Lady Aries?"

"...How did you figure it out at a glance?"

"Your voice is distinctive... N-no way."

Gray’s mouth fell open in shock.

"The woman moaning in the plaza... was the lady?"

"Yeah, it’s her."

I roughly pulled Eila’s waist close and groped her breasts. Eila felt awkward being openly molested in front of someone she knew, but even that was quite cute.

"P-please don’t, Master."

"Good heavens."

"Fair warning, I won’t give her to you."

"...Indeed, I understand what you mean. Nice to meet you. You’ve found a good lord."

"...Mm."

At Gray’s greeting filled with various meanings, Eila removed the feather mustache. After they briefly exchanged names, I personally picked up the iron sword Eila carried.

"So now for the operation, you have one thing to do."

I handed the iron sword’s grip to Gray.

"Behead Andras, and escape to Spica Castle with it."

***

Spica Castle was currently in a more depressing atmosphere than a funeral home.

Priest Francis—the kidnapping of Guinevere Pisces.

Knight Gray—the disappearance of the seventh son of the Cancer Duke family.

Beyond that, over a thousand humans died or were captured by the Demon King’s army just in the barony, and no one returned alive. The baroness, the person in charge of the Virgo territory, had no energy to even throw a tantrum.

"The territory is ruined."

She struggled desperately to at least revive a place that was already failing, but there was nothing to be done about the appearance of a dungeon that was like a natural disaster. Those who were somewhat wealthy began fleeing one by one to the neighboring Leo Marquis territory, and taking advantage of the reduced guards, refugees from Zabiyaba began crawling over the castle walls one by one.

[This territory is finished.]

Two attempts at subjugation on their own had failed, and the third subjugation force sent by hiring adventurers with massive funding from the Pisces family was also annihilated. The enemy grew stronger day by day as if they’d been hiding their power until now.

’We can’t win without something like a holy sword.’

Baroness Virgo recalled the holy sword legend. The legendary holy sword said to be somewhere in her territory. If only she had that sword that only a pure virgin could wield, sweeping away the monsters would be no problem at all.

’Should I go look for it?’

Truly fortunately, and miraculously.

Baroness Virgo knew the whereabouts of the holy sword. Her dead father squandered the fortune searching for that holy sword, and ultimately couldn’t find the holy sword and the territory fell to ruin.

’That’s the only hope now.’

And the one to raise the sword of hope high would be none other than Baroness Virgo—herself. If she became the user of the holy sword, the territory would prosper as if nothing had happened.

’But it’s a dangerous place.’

Who was trustworthy? Unfortunately, Knight Gray had now become a ghost who wouldn’t return. All that remained was the mustached knight.

"My lady!!"

Just then, he burst through the door. The baroness brightened but her heart sank at his entrance without knocking.

"...What is it?"

"Someone has returned alive!!"

"...Who? Did my deceased father find the holy sword and return?"

"Sir Gray has returned alive!!!"

The baroness jumped up from her seat. She opened the terrace door toward the outside filled with people’s cheers and went out.

Wooooaaahhh!!

In the middle of the main road. A wounded knight holding the severed head of a black bird-headed monster was walking with trembling legs. Covered in blood from head to toe, he swayed as if about to collapse any moment, but his direction headed straight toward the baroness.

"...Sir Gray!!"

Seeing the chipped iron sword, the baroness realized. He returned alive. The baroness ran out in one bound and greeted Gray barefoot.

"...I have returned alive, Baroness."

"Welcome back!"

The baroness ran to Gray and hugged him tightly. Whether resident, refugee, or adventurer, the reunion of knight and lord who risked his life for his master and returned alive became a spark of hope for the entire barony.

"..."

Knight Gray himself only had cold eyes sinking at the baroness’s embrace.