A delightful thing happened while training my pet wolf pack named Wolf 1! I met a group of humans and had them help me test my magic.
It turns out that the average hero can only endure a single super fireball!
Then after that, there was this woman...
She was annoying because she survived the first fireball and fled close to the forest's edge... Even killing one member of Wolf 1 with her pesky greatsword.
It caused me to feel angry, spending so much time for these wolves to become strong enough to endure a single fireball, and she killed one!
With cold rage filling my body, I felt the icy chill settling deep into my bones when I lifted my hands, ready to erase her in a fiery pillar of flames.
She fell to her knees...
Then like a girl who had been dumped. She began to cry and ask for her mother...
Mother...
"Ah... Why did I let her join the dungeon because of that!?"
My body rolled from side to side, the soft quilt offering no solace to my irritated heart. When we returned, I palmed her off to Muru and fell asleep.
Now that I think about it properly, wouldn't Muru kill her due to the size of her chest?
Leaning back in my bed, I felt complacent.
The daily DP was increasing quite nicely, but the forests were now at their limits with 4 Wolf packs spread between both.
"Should I deploy more, the wolves would devour the entire forest and leave no room for growth and evolution."
Not only would that leave me with no more DP daily, but the damn humans would surely get wind of this and send a punitive force with heroes I could never hope to defeat.
"Let's cut down on the hunting..."
[Wolf 1 Destroy Wolf 2]
[Wolf 3 Destroy Wolf 4]
I heard the confirmation as I got the 100 DP returned for their deaths and began to rise from my bed.
Today I will be training once again with Muru.
***
"Master, you look good today, but that maid is all tits and no brains," Muru complained as she stepped forward, holding a heavy shield that blocked my fireball from the sky.
Her body lunged forward after taking a half step backwards from the impact, lifting her shield before her eyes glowed momentarily.
Is that a skills activation, the movement of Mana in her eyes?
Before I could fully understand the flow of her Mana, she was within two steps of my body, the shield pushing against the wind from my lower left, a powerful force building with the heavy slam.
My response was pushing out both hands with four full spell circles forming with 7 runes each within 0.5 seconds as I fired four fireballs to knock her off track for my body.
Muru's eyes were focused on me, her body already beginning to duck and pivot around the fireballs, her shield moving to intercept two fireballs as the other two missed their marks.
I watched the Mana in her eyes glow, her leg lunge upwards before her body rotated for a second slam!
What a magnificent goblin!
I immediately fused two spells using the [Surge Casting] that Sophia helped me learn the other day; two huge balls of flame clashed against her steel shield with a huge bang, sending her flying back.
My eyes caught her landing, her legs crouching and digging into the ground while her body spun from the force, sliding her backwards before stopping after 15m.
The heavy steel shield was still in her hands, sizzling with the flames almost melting through to her hands. She locked eyes with me, "Master, your power has grown strong."
I nodded, "You've improved yourself, Muru."
There was a small bruise on my hand where her shield hit me, almost making me suffer embarrassment from her attack. In the corner of the room was the paladin from the day before, wearing a slutty maid outfit that barely covered her large buttocks, seeming to be Sophia's way of telling her.
'You are lower than me, elf!'
Muru walked towards me before taking my hands; I was unsure what she was doing before her wet tongue slid along my bruised hand, her azure eyes looking at me with curiosity as she licked me.
"Muru?"
Her face was so close, her tongue wrapping around my fingers.
"Your strength has improved, Master; I'm envious," Muru replied while licking me. " But you are too reckless... What would Muru do if you were to get hurt?"
"I appreciate Muru's concern," I said softly, pulling my hand back.
Aside from her larger body and muscles, nothing much else was different about her; the only thing that I could think of was a new scar along the right side of her neck.
My hand idly traced the wound caused by my attack; because she wasn't used to it, I fired 10 fireballs at her, and she panicked before her blade was shot back with force and sliced her neck.
Since Muru licked my wound...
I stepped forward before the little goblin could escape, wrapping my arm around her soft, spongy waist and gripping her tight abdomen, her back against my chest, as she struggled momentarily before my face moved beside her neck. "Be calm, Muru."
My tongue began licking her scar with a soft sound, the salty taste of her skin made my tongue feel more sensitive, but I enjoyed it.
"M-master!? Muru isn't tasty... mmm..!"
Her scar was a testament to her devotion to me and how she was improving her skills.
After licking it enough, my head turned to her ear before biting gently with the tip of my teeth, eliciting a small squeak, my other free hand caressing her waist before my hand slid between her thighs, only a slight tease before letting her run off, a strange goblin.
"I thought they all loved to do nothing more than have sex all day."
"Well, whatever..."
I turned my attention to the maid pretending to clean the same spot for over 1 hour while we were training; as she dropped the broom to pick it up, her smooth, pale cheeks were fully exposed.
An elf's flesh was truly divine...
"Do not move, Amelia", I commanded with a hint of Mana and power behind my words as she froze midway, her plump butt sticking out for me.
It was a nice feeling walking up to her, one hand moving her hair around before pushing her against the wall, her back to me, as she looked fearful, "Despite being an elf, why is your rump so meaty and plump?"
I could hear her breathing intensify; the maid costume was made to expose her cleavage, and her long elven legs were exposed. My left hand slid up her waist and then her sides, tracing along her body; the smooth feeling of her skin was slightly sticky from her sweat, her body trembling.
"I'm sorry, master; please have mercy."
I smiled, "You are mistaken, Amelia. I'm curious about this beautiful body."
"M-me?"
My left hand trailed along her stomach and up to just below bouncy breasts; her body tensed up as if a jolt of electricity surged through her before her ass trembled.
"Ah, of course, I mean your body, Amelia. Do you want to join me tonight? I will show you heaven no mortal male can."
I saw Amelia bite her lower lip, "I-I will not!"
"Shame."
I released her before walking towards the stairs, her body trembling on the floor with a few drops of liquid below her; Sophia walked over and opened the door, taking off my robes used for combat training and hanging them on the door.
However, she was still rebellious from our time in the bathroom, but I could feel that her complete rejection was starting to crack, but the road was long.
"Let's expand the dungeon! And work on making it an extravagant but rewarding deathtrap!"
A good dungeon needed to be both difficult, but also offer treasure!
For 100 DP I could make a chest that would respawn every 2 hours, but for an extra 50 DP, it would add the chance to transform into a special monster that mimicked a chest before attacking the adventurers by surprise!
Sophia was kneeling beside me, her maid outfit and hat off and folded neatly in her hands while she was naked.
"What do you think, Sophia?"
"I don't care."
"Hmmm..."
"Then spread your legs and expand your soft petals for me to enjoy you miserable succubus."
Sophia's eyes widened, her hands quickly spreading her legs; her pink flower was wet with anticipation.
I stood up, looking down at her with a smirk.
Sophia's eyes locked onto me, with mist dancing across her pupils. She began breathing heavier and writhed with a delighted look.
Why did she become so horny when I made these orders for someone who didn't care?
Haha!
Leaving her behind, I headed to the throne room, whistling a tune about sluts.