Several days had passed. During this time, Sitri understood his gifts a little more. He was grateful his gift didn't force him to have sex with the women to create his maid units.
His thoughts were rather honest. There was no chance in hell he'd stick his thing inside a female humanoid dog, or nasty green goblin woman. Thankfully, it came with a bonus, but this could be applied afterwards.
"Depending on how they all transform... maybe they won't be so disgusting afterwards."
Currently, Sitri sat on an extravagant black throne, almost 250cm high, coated in spikes, with two large horned arms at the side. This item was on sale after he gained some DP, and he could not stop spending over 200 DP on the entire throne room set, making his room a giant throne, with black walls and dark blue crystal flooring. With blue flame lanterns lighting up the entire room, it screamed, "I am the really evil last boss."
He was instructing Merida to hold off on collecting more females until the new ones hatched. She was the most loyal and useful gargoyle ever. She even finished the drinks and food he no longer wanted. Viva garbage disposal maids!
"Young master, what should I do in the meantime? Is there anything that needs doing, particularly?"
Sitri placed his hand upon his chin, looking up and down Merida's body, unable to stop a slightly perverted smirk, which quickly faded, to Merida's sorrow, of course.
"For now, take some time for yourself. Assist as the first-floor boss if necessary. Before those girls awaken and become the Second Legion, we have no defence from any stray adventurers!"
"My ability seems to have a low success rate, even though it probably has hidden factors."
"That it takes up to a week for the successful maids to mutate and hatch is beyond me."
Hilda was massaging Sitri's shoulders from behind, silently worried that Merida had stolen all the good points for the past few days. Some evenings, just desperately entering his bed trying to make a fact, Merida watched the slutty dark elf like a hawk, dragging her out, with Hilda screeching like a harpy. None of this awoke Sitri from his sleep because of the amazing power of his five-star supreme demon lord bed from the system's sale once again.
He'd bought some basic supplies with the DP he earned from dead goblins, which failed to mutate with his ability. However, they gave 0 EP, which frustrated Sitri greatly.
He couldn't increase his strength if he didn't kill things inside the dungeon. Unlike his grandfather, who was a power-type Dhampir/Oni variant, he was a more speed-type Lust Devil; the speed coming from his grandmother Helen, apparently. He had been feeling the short end of the stick the past few days, always wishing to be strong.
"System, can you show me my status once again?"
"I need to plan properly before I stop progressing completely!"
[Sitri Zael Mephistos (Rank 1)]
[Dungeon Lord: Level 1] [DP 100/100] [EP 3/5]
[Lust Devil]
[HP: 4/4] [MP: 10/10]
[STR:2 AGL:6 STA:2 WIS:6 INT:6 CHA:12]
[UNITS]
[Merida: Level 5 (Gargoyle Knight) (Loyalty:150%) (Affection:169%)]
[Hilda: Level 3 (Dark Elf/Demon Assassin) (Loyalty:100%) (Affection:68%)]
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[Corruption: The ability to corrupt any living thing and force it to do your will]
[Limited to the opposite gender; success rate varies].
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"Hmmm, hey Hilda, so you were an assassin."
"Did you kill any strong or interesting humans before coming to my side?"
Sitri did what he did best: procrastinate. He leaned back into Hilda's soft chest, so massive it slipped around his neck like a pillow. She stopped giving a massage and put a finger to her chin, trying to remember if she had done any interesting missions before she met Sitri.
"Well, honestly, all humans looked the same to me before meeting you. But there was this amusing fat merchant who liked to have his men kidnap male orcs and then let them know..."
"Mistake him for a female using aphrodisiacs."
There was a fearful shudder and clenching of Sitri's spine and buttocks, only thinking there were really some strange humans out there. How could anybody enjoy such disgusting things? As he kept his own thoughts about that monster girl brothel a secret, he sealed the happy memories in his mind.
"Wait!" he thought, remembering he was soon going to visit the town incognito. He could experience each girl again with his current figure and completely unfamiliar face.
"I wonder who I should try first, the centaur, or maybe the dryad. She always seemed extremely lonely and filled with sorrow." Sitri said to himself in a mutter, ignoring Hilda's hands that were exploring his body now inside his robes.
At first he made a deal out of it, but then again, isn't she his maid? Might as well let her do as she wishes. It's given him over 15 affection so far. After all, he wasn't a saint.
Now able to detect exactly where and how to make a woman go crazy, he wanted to see how many of those vixens were faking it before! "Mwahahaha, what a good use of my new skills!" Sitri thought, whilst Hilda leant her chin on his shoulder, always inching closer to take in more of his delightful scent.
"Hey, Master... can I taste your neck?"
Hilda's face had a slightly flushed hue covering her caramel skin. To be honest, she didn't mean to ask, but only Sitri's looks were balanced while wearing that robe. However, his scent and taste were still a divine object for women, especially thirsty women like Hilda. It was programmed into her body from both her bloodlines.
"Well, as long as it stops at my neck."
"It's an order!"
"I forbid anything further than my neck!"
Sitri wasn't some kind of feminist supporter; he just knew now wasn't the time to fuck his maids. His willpower wasn't strong enough to stop himself from becoming addicted to two of them right now. That's why he stopped them at light petting and other rewards, otherwise he'd be banging them 24/7 and an army might wipe them all out or something.
However, brothels were fair game. He thought.
"Mmmmmph~,"
Hilda didn't waste any time. Merida had some kind of sixth sense for anything that happened with Sitri and foiled her plans every time. So she got revenge.
Her luscious lips, those of a succubus, covered his neck as she nibbled him playfully, letting her tongue coat her bite marks in her weak aphrodisiac-filled drool. Sitri felt a pleasant numbness as the dark elf continued to leave large red marks all around his neck, probably to make Merida jealous of the dog invading her territory.
He didn't want to be mean, but it was like when your dog would lick your hand after you gave it a treat. He's feeling that kind of feeling right now. After changing, although he became a Lust Devil, all thoughts and feelings of affection and love were obliterated, replaced with cold, hard calculative thoughts. Although he valued the pair, he'd yet to feel anything other than their being his belongings and should do what he wanted.
This caused his former human feelings to conflict slightly, but the system simply told him:
Eventually, both sides will completely fuse, creating a new personality. However, this will take time and many situations and experiences. Try learning to act just like the brothel girls for you!
When he asked the other day, he noticed that despite wanting to sleep with Merida; he was not feeling anything other than basic lust and the desire to control her.
[Congratulations, host!]
[After 32 failed attempts (dead goblins and kobolds), 10 new maids have been created.]
[Please name their Main Unit]
Startled to his feet, the poor Hilda mid-kiss fell to the ground, disgruntled. Sitri ignored her with his eyes completely shining as he sprinted outside of the throne towards the third room, which was more like a barracks with a nice interior and several double rooms for the maids to share.
"Oh, my god!" Sitri said as he entered the room filled with broken cocoons and discarded bodies.
"Greetings, Lord!" x 10
Sitri swallowed his saliva; before him were ten seductive women, six Goblins, and four Kobolds, all with small bat wings. The Kobolds were slightly furry, and the Goblins were dark green instead of pink.
But what shocked him was that the disgusting goblins and dog-like kobolds were gone, replaced by 10 enchanting women in their mid-twenties with varied hair colours. The Kobolds had a slightly furry neck and hips, which matched their hair, whilst the goblins were different shades of green, from pale to dark.
However, this just added to their attractiveness. They were naked and bowing toward him on one knee the moment he came inside. They had grown from small midgets to all being around 170–175 cm tall, with large breasts and plump buttocks. The kobold women all had six packs, which made Sitri believe his tastes may have affected them in some ways, as the goblins were more like succubus than goblins.
"Hello my beautiful girls. I should give your group a name. "
All 10 girls' eyes shone and trembled on their knees, especially the part of them being called beautiful. Even within their own tribes, they aren't known as pretty, only used when there are no human or Demi-human girls for the males to breed.
"Master!!!" x 10
"System, show me their status."
[First Maid Unit]
[Level 1/100]
[Goblin/Kobold Mixed Unit]
[STR:5 AGI:3 STA:5 WIS:3 INT:3 CHA:5]
[Lust Devil's Rage: Reduces all damage taken by 40% for 5 seconds; passively takes 5% less damage from all sources]
[Lust Devil's slave: Immune to all mental attacks. Cannot be charmed, mind controlled, or put to sleep]
[Devotee of Sitri: Sitri is their one and only god, as well as their one and only love. They will devote everything to his happiness. (Sleeping with Sitri can slightly improve stats.)]
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Sitri looked at their abilities with a slight smile. They seemed to take after him quite a lot, deciding to give them a title befitting their status.
In demon tongue, your name will be "Lasciva Diabolus."
The wings and tails of the girls fluttered as they dived off their knees, all covering Sitri, hugging him tightly before kissing him all over. All he could feel were hands, tails, and wet tongues everywhere, as the girls were trying to remove the scent that Hilda had left. Several cheeky girls had touched his privates several times, but he allowed them. After what he forced them to endure, it's the least he could have done for his eternal maids.