Dungeon Overlord: Monster Girl Harem!-Chapter 67: Dealing With a Greedy Little Dragon!

After sharing a meal, the pair returned to the inn, a simple building with rustic decorations and a calm atmosphere. The artwork seemed to pay homage to the first people who settled in the mountains. An image of them holding the corpse of a huge death weaver.

The picture's title: Death to the Dead Weaver.

Leonhardt's lips curled into a smirk at the slight humour of the artist who named this painting. He wondered how difficult this task must have been for normal humans to achieve.

'Did they have any help, or was the founder stronger?'

"What're you looking at Leo?" Asuka's cheerful voice came from behind him. He leaned back against her soft chest as she wrapped around him, her right hand jingling the room key.

"Nothing, just an amusing picture. Hm? You bought a single room?"

He didn't mind what room she chose because they wouldn't be staying long. However, he planned to sneak out alone tonight to survey the mountains.

'Aella told me that it might be difficult for other people, so I should lower their numbers.'

Leonhardt also planned to call Zafira because she seemed strange when they last spoke.

He would rather not pay less attention to her just because he accepted Asuka. Ifrit and Zafira supported him first. As for Nyxara, well, he would deal with her in the future.

"Hmmm~ what a strange picture, what's so good about killing a big spider?"

"I think the people back then would like a word with you."

Leon responded while nudging her with his head to make her aware of the innkeeper staring daggers at their backs.

He watched the lovable red dragon, unable to hide the fact that Asuka occasionally lacked awareness. Her tail slipped along his leg, showing her desire, but Leon really didn't want to do that.

'I struggle to control myself with this woman.'

"Hehe~ I don't care what they say, only what you say."

"Then behave, let's go to our room."

Asuka pressed her lips together, pouting as she puffed up her cheeks like a fish.

However, such an adorable attack wouldn't work against Leonhardt, whose sense of beauty seemed distorted compared to the human standards that Asuka relied on.

"Hmph!"

With a jingle, Asuka flicked the key around her fingertip before turning away and dragging Leon to room number ten.

Creak!

When she opened the door, a slight puff of dust blew in her face, and Asuka waved her hand to clear it. The room was simple, with a double bed and a bathroom. It wasn't much, but it perfectly suited their needs.

"L-Leo?"

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Leonhardt walked past Asuka and sat on the edge of the bed closest to the window, looking towards the mountains as he accessed his dungeon system to check the mission details.

"Sorry, let me finish this first."

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[D-Rank Quest: Hunting Spiders in the Munat Mountains]

Posted by: Horace Grant, Astrea Guild Representative

Location: Munat Mountains, Eastern Astrea Basin

"Damn spiders are breeding faster than we can squash 'em. Travellers keep reporting ambushes along the mountain trails—some even vanish without a trace. We require capable hunters to thin their numbers before they become a deadly plague. Bring back their venom sacs as proof, and you'll earn extra coin for every one."

Reward: 10 silvers per person (Up to 4 People)

Bonus: 1 silver per venom sac

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Like Zafira, Asuka became a monster protected by the dungeon's system. She could see the dungeon panel, but she couldn't touch or interfere with it.

He tapped the various sections, browsing the traps and upgrades.

Currently, the only solution would be to increase the dungeon's rank and add another floor to the dungeon's inner lair. With more floors, Leon could create more complex traps and stronger monsters to protect them.

'It seems that I cannot increase the dungeon size past the village.'

The current setup was too simple for his liking, and if anyone entered the inner lair, they would reach him in less than an hour.

"Asuka, would you rather live in the dungeon or a village managed by me?"

Leonhardt turned to find her standing half frozen, her hands covering her chest and crotch as she seemed ready to pounce on him from behind.

"I wasn't—"

"How did you manage to keep your virginity for so long?" Leon's eyes narrowed, with a bitter smile on his lips.

"It's not like that… you're the one who makes it feel so damn good!"

Asuka raised her voice and pointed at him. Her scales turned a brighter shade of red, revealing her inner turmoil.

Her tail swayed back and forth as she stepped forward, pushing Leon down onto the bed. Asuka jumped onto his body, straddling his thighs, sitting atop his lap. She gazed down at him with half-opened eyes, sniffing at his neck and ears.

"What are you doing?"

"Your scent smells so different from when we were in the dungeon. You smell better here." Asuka whispered into his ear.

While he found her attractive, he wouldn't lose himself to his lust, especially since he had plans for tonight.

"Asuka…"

"Yes?" She lifted her head, her eyes filled with desire.

"Get off me."

"Nope~"

She pressed her lips against his cheek and nibbled on his earlobe.

"Get Off."

A low, deep growl left his lips, causing Asuka to freeze. Her body trembled, and her eyes widened as she stared at him. He looked calm, but his eyes revealed the seriousness of his words.

"I adore you, but there are tasks I must complete. Do you understand?"

"…"

He could sense her desire to fight back, to resist the instincts of a dragon to always resist and fight back against anything that denied them.

However, Asuka didn't want to anger him, but her body ached—something even the alcohol during dinner couldn't dull. She felt her insides burning, seething for Leonhardt's touch and taste. Even his words soothed the heat like a cool wave of iced water.

"Why do you look like you might cry, Asuka?"

Leonhardt's eyes fluttered, and he closed the dungeon panel with a soft sigh. He could smell an exotic fragrance that was both captivating and eased his nerves. Her scales shimmered with a beautiful glint, like the surface of the sea during sunset.

And within this small, rustic room, the most beautiful part would be the regretful, yet helpless face of Asuka.

'…This impossibly adorable dragoness.'

He couldn't help but reach out, cupping her smooth, scaled cheek. The smooth sensation of her warm scales enveloped his hands.

The aroma of sweet honey swirled around the tip of Leon's nose, enticing him to surrender to his body's desires. The dragon's blood inside him was seeking its partner.

"Do you need it that badly?"

Asuka's body trembled, and the surface of her skin filled with goosebumps as her eyes shone at his question. His charmingly low baritone voice sent tingles through her mind.

She couldn't speak and only nodded.

Leonhardt's lips curled into a smile, and he gently stroked her cheek with his thumb. The smooth texture of her scales felt nice against his hand. It was strange how he could feel their texture, smooth yet durable, able to deflect blades. It almost seemed they changed their properties depending on the situation.

"You're beautiful," he said without thinking.

Asuka's eyes widened, and her cheeks flushed, turning bright red.

Yet he didn't let her kiss him.

Instead, his eyes narrowed, sharp and vicious. He twisted his smile into an impish smirk.

He stepped off the best, moving closer to Asuka, her face following his movement guided by his hand. Leon used his opposite hand to unfasten the buttons of his robe, each one causing Asuka's eyes to dilate, and shrink like a cat gazing at the sun after waking from a long nap.

Leonhardt stopped halfway, his thumb and finger beneath her chin, lifting Asuka's face into the air, while he noticed her hands squeezing, and rubbing her small pink buds between her fingertips.

"Ahem!"

Asuka froze, and her eyes widened, realising what she'd been doing.

"A-ah…"

"Don't stop."

His words caused her to freeze, but she didn't move, instead her scales became blood-red, and steam rose from her body, puffing from her nose as she made a lovely whimper. She covered her face, unable to look at him, and her tail slapped the bed repeatedly.

It was amusing, and Leonhardt wanted to see more.

"Do it, Asuka."

"B-but… it's embarrassing…"

"Hmmm? But you've done it before, haven't you?"

"T-that was because you didn't notice!"

Leonhardt's eyebrow rose, and his lips curled into a smile. "I see," he leaned forward, his lips brushing against her ear. "Do you want me to punish you?"

"N-no, please don't." Her voice trembled, but Leonhardt knew it wasn't from fear.

"Then stop being shy, go and place both hands on the desk, and push your buttocks out." He spoke softly, his words slow and deliberate, allowing Asuka to hear every word clearly.

Her eyes widened, and her heart pounded in her chest, thumping loudly in her ears as she bit her lower lips.

The moment she stood, Asuka staggered, her legs slipping as she collapsed onto the table. Her arms shook, and her breaths came in ragged gasps. She struggled to stand. But Leonhardt didn't help. He merely watched, his eyes narrowing, his gaze focused on her hips.

Asuka gazed back, her face flickering with steam as she slowly lifted her hips and pushed them out, when she noticed him turn to face her, moving closer. She spread her legs, revealing her moist entrance, already dripping wet with a sticky strand dribbling to the ground.

Leonhardt reached out, his fingers sliding along her inner thigh, sending shivers through her body, and causing her to moan softly.

"I'm only going to use my fingers."

The next moment, he gently nibbled the tip of her ear before slipping his fingers into her warm, slippery insides.

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"Haa… Haa…. Nnn… Mm…"

A few minutes later, Asuka's body trembled as a dark fluid stained the floorboards, her knees quivering as Leonhardt flicked his fingertips.

"Have you recovered, do you want more?"

"…"

She didn't respond, but her body answered for her, her hips pushing back, trying to swallow his fingers.

Leonhardt smiled, and once again, Asuka filled the hotel with the excited, breathy moans of a young, horny dragoness.

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Two hours later and several repetitions, a large puddle stained the floor, while an unconscious Asuka lay face first on the bedding, her body still trembling from the afterglow.

Leonhardt gazed back from the door with a faint smile, licking the tip of his fingers, before he left Asuka unconscious in the room and headed towards the mountains.

"It took a little too long… let's contact Zafira."

[…Why are you getting so good at this?]

'Because it's fun to see her quiver and whimper while making a sticky mess of her crotch.'

Only the sound of Ifrit gulping remained in the darkness of night.

The call to Zafira finally connected and her eager and enthusiastic voice came from her call.

Almost reminding him of the image of Asuka who begged for him to use something besides his fingers after her fourth climax.

[◊ Leon! ◊]