Lewd Dungeon Master: This Orc Is Too Damn OP!-Chapter 208: Hope Is Really Cruel

Gray Cancer, return.

The black crow-headed monster encountered in the second subjugation force’s failure had already been revealed to the world as the enemy Demon King’s army’s main subordinates. Gray returned alive holding the severed head of such a monster.

[The enemies captured humans and made them... slaves. They killed all who resisted, but threatened the survivors to become miners digging for the dungeon’s magic stones... ugh.]

Gray coughed up blood and shed tears. At his sincerity conveyed in the plaza, the baroness tried to bring him inside in panic, but the plaza was already packed with so many people they couldn’t get out.

[There I was able to meet a man named Altien. They called Zabiyaba ’Ras Vegas,’ gathered men and women deep underground, and ordered them to dig caves to mine magic stones. And he gave me this iron sword and said this.]

Gray gripped the worn iron sword with all teeth chipped out and began sobbing.

[Behead that guard with this. And please deliver this to my beloved wife.]

Gray picked up the necklace said to have been given by the man called Altien. Some of the refugees from Zabiyaba recalled memories of seeing that necklace, and Gray continued with a gloomy face.

[They asked me to tell the truth with this sword. That they are alive below the dungeon. And I accepted the sword and escaped. When I reached a dead end and threw my body into a strange oval, the plaza of Zabiyaba appeared and I ran with all my might. This is the monster that was chasing me at the end.]

Gray threw the crow head that had died with its tongue out on the ground. A wounded soldier who had actually been scratched by a crow demon—an Andras soldier—trembled and hurled curses.

[I couldn’t see exactly, but... people are still alive! The number is... roughly 200!]

The voices of people thinking "maybe, possibly" began spreading. Gray started listing several names while recalling his memories, and those who actually knew those names rushed to Gray and asked about their family’s survival.

[Still... people are captured below the dungeon!]

The dead atmosphere of Spica Castle gradually began gaining vitality.

***

"Hope is, you know, really cruel. Even a slight chance makes you focus on it. Yeah, without knowing the end is catastrophe."

"Master, you’re truly vicious."

"The highest compliment."

Lune criticized me but I didn’t care at all.

"I’m a demon, aren’t I?"

"That’s right."

After the meal with the elves, I sent Luna back to do interior design, and I toured various parts of the dungeon talking with Lune.

"Now people will have the hope ’my family might be alive too,’ right? Since an actual escapee testified plausibly."

"Not knowing those survivors are currently indulging in pleasure with demons."

I deliberately selected only humans from Spica Castle among those in Gremory’s poultry farm and made Gray memorize their names. Even if Gray forgot, just the fact that Gray returned alive would keep humans from letting go of the thread of hope.

"For some reason, the Demon King’s army that appeared in Baroness Virgo’s territory is using humans as slaves."

"As sex slaves?"

"...Lune, that’s something that could cause big trouble."

I picked up Lune and placed her on my shoulder.

"Those who didn’t want Ras all chose death, didn’t they? The survivors are all only those happy through harmony with demons. Actually, think about Gremory’s dungeon now. There are already tons who’ve set up house with harpies, right?"

Where was there a force where humans and demons peacefully held hands like the Ras army? The appearance of people stepping forward saying they wanted to Ras forever looking only at each other—a prisoner soldier and poultry farm harpy whose eyes met—far exceeded my expectations.

"Interspecies union transcending races. The symbol and foundation of our Ras army. Right?"

"It doesn’t seem like 1:1 though."

"...Still, I’m the legion commander so I can have a harem at least. And Ras Vegas is a place where you can freely do whatever you want. Even the Sentinel sisters you know are doing it right now."

"...Those sisters, I wonder if they’ll become my daughters-in-law."

"They could become grandson’s wives. Well... Galahad’s getting along great with his uncles too, isn’t that nice?"

Good things are meant to be shared. Since the elves themselves wanted to hang out with many, Galahad surprisingly coolly invited his uncles to hang out together. Despite having planted seeds, Ras-ing together—was Galahad generous, or did Galahad have that preference?

’Either way is fine.’

Harmony between orcs and elves.

And at the pinnacle of that were Lune and me. After all, an orc’s partner could only be an elf.

"I wonder if Sola and the Sentinel girls will be able to act properly with trembling legs later. They need to pretend they discovered the dungeon and barely escaped."

If Gray played the role of heartworm in human society, Sola and the half-and-half elves would become internal spies of the elf race. I released poison called hope and pleasure into two worlds respectively.

"But Master."

Lune patted her belly and asked with a worried face.

"It’s fine now, but won’t the sisters get caught having children? Around day 25 or so, they can’t find an excuse to slip away and come out with swollen bellies."

"Hmm..."

The possibility was quite high. Luna had the power to come and go as she pleased, but Sola and those below her weren’t in that position.

"...We have to hope the operation goes well."

Multi-level hell.

’There are elf traces here. Let’s go in and check.’

...And the moment they entered the dungeon entrance, bam.

Thus four dark elves would lure four elves to make eight half-and-half elves, eight would become sixteen, thirty-two, and their numbers would increase exponentially.

If against the human alliance I used humans as prisoners to lure invasion into Ras Vegas with them as hostages, then against elves, half-and-half elves defeated by sexual desire would lure companions for greater pleasure and stimulation.

"Right now it’ll be orc gangbang play. Hehe, what should the next level be? Orc and human? Or an elf thrown into the midst of humans? Or maybe tentacle play using Flauros?"

"The sisters will get to do really diverse play. Hehe."

"Why? Want to do it too?"

"No? I’m only doing it with Master."

Lune knew well how to please me by saying such commendable things. I patted Lune’s thigh and found the last destination of today’s work.

The problem of Luna becoming queen—problem solved thanks to her strong will.

The problem of elves learning our dungeon’s location—problem solved through half-and-half elf-ification.

The problem of Knight Gray who became Andras mother and daughter’s partner—problem solved by his sincere pledge of loyalty.

Though I worried about half-and-half elves and Gray betraying in various ways, the chains of pleasure given to them would make them immediately withdraw even if they thought of betrayal. If they didn’t know, maybe, but once they knew, the world of Ras was something they could no longer escape.

"Then let’s go now. To handle the last problem."

"From my position, I want to delay it..."

Lune made a tearful face and slid to sit on my arm. I held Lune with one hand and poked Lune’s lower abdomen with my empty hand.

"Don’t worry. I’ll do it with Shaitan, do it with Luna, then break yours right away too."

"Ah, finally today! But what if you do it with Shaitan and Sister Luna and Master gets tired so you can’t fully break mine?"

"Who knows? We can think about it when the time comes. But Lune."

I lowered Lune slightly and stroked Lune’s ear. The hand supporting her lower groin quickly became moist.

"You, either way I think you’ll get broken by me soon."

Lune.

Currently 3-star.

Lv. 64.

In the repeated battles at Ras Vegas, Lune had already grown to a considerable level. Enough to think it might be better to just wait until level 70 to evolve her.

"Hehe, once you’re 4-star, that membrane will definitely break easily, right? Ah, no wait. Then you won’t become elf queen? You said only virgins could become queen. The queen route won’t get blocked in the evolution tree, right?"

"Master."

Lune wrapped her arms around the back of my neck and whispered.

"Even if I don’t become queen, I’m satisfied with hitting 5-star and giving Master my first time?"

"...Hehe, that’s right. Eila and Luna all became virgins that way. Who knows? Maybe you and I will Ras and have one chance to hit 5-star through reincarnation. Hehe. Just wait. I’ll ejaculate inside every time the cooldown resets and reincarnate..."

Ah.

"...Crazy Solomon."

Did Solomon foresee this far? I got goosebumps at the scariness of the system for no reason. Luna strictly speaking didn’t have the qualifications of a queen, but became queen through the system’s power.

[Under the pretext of reincarnation, a chance to live a new life for all women.]

’Overwhelming gratitude, father-in-law.’

With such an overwhelming function, I could fully understand and move past the occasional sloppiness. I gently tickled under Lune’s pantyhose with my finger and left a kiss mark on her collarbone.

"Lune. I guess it can’t be helped. I’ll take all three of your firsts."

"I can give it as many times as you want. Master."

I continued playing with Lune and headed to Flauros’s dungeon.

***

"So now we need to deal with the criminal who caused an uprising."

"Kyah, haang, huaaaang!!"

The fairy was dancing with moans on top of Belial. Her bunny girl outfit was all stained with white, sticky semen, and her whole body’s skin was heated and panting.

"N-nooo...! Demon sir, pleease stop...!"

"I’m sorry, human."

Belial hugged the fairy with a serious voice. His skill at burying his face in her cleavage and pulling her waist close showed no sign of feeling averse to having sex with a human.

"For my daughters, I will plant seed in you."

"Ahng, w-wait! I’ll give birth! I’ll give birth so please pull out now!"

"Liar."

Belial firmly grasped the fairy’s pelvis and bounced his hips up greatly.

"The moment I pull out, you’re going to try to run away. Then my daughters will get shredded by that thing."

Belial glanced at Flauros’s tentacle branch. The two virgin nagas were barely standing while grasping the end of the tentacle branch. Though it wasn’t inserted in their genitals, the tentacle branch was essentially pressing and massaging the nagas’ entire bodies.

"I don’t know what kind of child you’ll bear. But... I can’t lose those children!"

"This is quite the melodrama."

At my voice, Belial was startled and stopped moving. In that gap, the fairy rose from Belial’s thing and ran to me. Tears pooled in her eyes, and below, what was presumed to be Belial’s semen was dripping in clumps.

"Huaang! Legion Commander, he, he creampied me ten times without resting in between! Huaang!"

"Are you crying because you like it or hate it?"

"I climaxed and passed out every time I got pounded, I already got pregnant on the first shot, but he’s telling me to bear twins more and won’t pull out, keeps going, huaaang!!"

The fairy began crying pitifully. I made Flauros extend roots to spread the root hole wide, and put the fairy inside the roots so she could rest.

"Hah, haa. Huaa..."

The fairy’s eyes gently closed at the massage and night flower therapy transmitted from within the root folds. I turned my eyes to Belial. His thing was still standing stiffly erect.

"Oh my word. You’ve announced your own crime!!"

I took a deep breath and shouted loudly.

"The crime of not considering your partner! You deserve death!"

"...To save my daughters, I had no choice! This is unjust!"

Belial even prostrated with his whole body and bowed to me. At that, I felt guilty for no reason. Looking at the panting nagas’ condition, if not for Belial, they would have long ago been kissing tentacle tips and spreading their scales.

"...Right! You could go crazy for your daughters. I’ll fully take that into account. I understand your inclination well. You have the qualifications to become a member of our legion!!"

"...What?"

"Your member that remains firm even after cumming over 10 times! You’re truly necessary talent for our legion. Now, choose."

I gave him a choice.

"Will you become the captain of the stud unit and work hard on cultivating our legion’s troops, or will you die here with your daughters? For each shot you fire, I’ll extend your two naga daughters’ lives by one day."

"..."

Former Dantalian, current Belial.

He became the stud of the ranch in our legion.