Over the past month, many things have changed in the dungeon. The throne room of the dungeon has undergone the biggest metamorphosis. Although Ramiel didn't have much time, he's gotten serious about expanding the place where he lives.
Recruiting goblins and skeletons to work, he forged several new rooms. The most important of them all was the living space. So far, it consisted of four rooms.
Each of the more important members of the dungeon was given one. Felix, Darwin, and Seraphine were happy to have their own living space. Camping with everyone had become a nuisance for them, especially when Ramiel wrestled with the women in bed.
Unlike the evolved skeletons, Caera and Asme didn't use their rooms. In their case, it was pointless since they spent every evening together with Ramiel anyway.
If you think that he forgot about the little annoying fairy or Sarron, you are sorely mistaken. Avi, together with the snake, firmly announced that they had no intention of living anywhere other than him. In that case, Ramiel was put on the spot.
Ramiel's room was nothing special. It was a small room with simple wood furniture. The walls were decorated with bas-reliefs made with the help of grinders, and from the ceiling hung a kind of chandelier made of glowing crystals that generated heat.
To the right of the entrance was a rack containing Ramiel's weapons. In case anyone is wondering, the man still hasn't named it. No name matched the weapon. Every attempt was paid with bloody wounds on his hand. In the middle of the bedroom lay The Dead Gnu's skin, which served as a temporary bed. Behind the so-called bed, there was a fire pit. Because of the low temperature prevailing in the dungeon, it was essential.
Of the rest of the important construction work, the expansion of Seraphine's experimentation room is worth mentioning. The necromancer had been pestering Ramiel to take care of this for some time. According to her, more eloquent works required more space.
Going out of her way, Seraphine received a new level, or Nenneke's favor. The perspective of the name depends on one's point of view. Ramiel would call it a new level, Caera, the grace of Nenneke.
Felix and Darwin also received their labs. The healer's looked more like an ancient hospital than a laboratory, but Felix's was understandable.
Ramiel also had the warehouse and granary enlarged. As for the latter, it required more mana to maintain the right temperature, but for now, it wasn't a problem.
Ramiel also wanted to create a forge, but he didn't have the qualified personnel to work in it. In the end, he considered the idea a waste of time.
Of the other important and groundbreaking things, the gym is worth mentioning. Ramiel took a really long time to create it, but it was worth it. With the help of magic, grinding skills, and his own experience, he created a set that allows him to train every part of his body.
The bathhouse can't be forgotten either, although... it's better not to mention it. The ambitions were great, and it ended with a hollowed-out rock with hot water. Forget the incident where Ramiel blew up the whole room in a fit of rage. Despite his wealth of knowledge and experience from Earth, plumbing or interior design wasn't his forte. To this day, he dreams of stone pipes at night.
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Ramiel stood on the dungeon's third floor, surrounded by a pack of Condemned Wolves. In front of him, Paw lay on the grass, whimpering softly. With hope in her eyes, the wolf looked up at her master's face.
Thick drops of sweat ran down Ramiel's forehead. In a strange and unexplained way, he felt his throat getting dry. " Avi, do you have any idea how to take delivery of a wolf? " A note of fear and concern could be heard in Ramiel's voice.
Sitting on Ramiel's hair, Avi nervously shook her head. " Normally, Mother Nature should take care of everything, but it takes too long! I told you that you overfeed her. It's your fault! "
Ramiel, trying to find a solution, rubbed his fingers against his temples. He went through all his memories at an alarming rate, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find anything.
Ironically, the one person he counted on the most proved to be helpless. Felix announces that he doesn't have the right knowledge in this area... At that moment, Ramiel questioned the need for a healer but kept these thoughts to himself.
Finally, after a few minutes, the cogs in his head clicked into place, and he experienced a daze. There was another person in the dungeon who could help them.
Why didn't I think of her before... - Ramiel recused himself in mind.
" Avi, Seraphine. " Ramiel didn't need to say anything more. The fairy clearly and distinctly understood the message. With no time to waste, she immediately set off.
If one considers Ramiel's personality, the care he showed to Paw may seem strange. But the answer is straightforward. Over time, Ramiel grew fond of the wolf and treated it as his pet, a very large animal and insanely dangerous. Although he preferred cats, Paw fell to his liking. He didn't want her to get hurt.
" Ramiel, you don't have to worry. I'm sure everything will be fine. " Asme's gentle hand rested on the shoulder of the kneeling Ramiel, and the succubus tried to comfort the man.
Although no one talked about it, Ramiel had recently become very unstable. His emotions were as fickle as a flag in a strong wind. He easily fell into melancholy or sadness.
Worried about his mental health, one woman was always by his side, monitoring Ramiel's condition. It was a tacit agreement between Caera, Asme, and Avi.
Ramiel nodded slightly in response. His hand stroked the back of the lying wolf. The man tried to help as much as he could, but there was little he could do. In fact, simple caresses and his presence were the only things he could provide.
When the situation seemed tense, the figure of Seraphine emerged from the soul that was attached to Ramiel's shadow. The necromancer adjusted her robes and bowed to her master.
" Master, if I may ? "
Without a moment's delay, Ramiel sprang to his feet, giving Seraphine access to the wolf.
The necromancer already knew the abbreviated version of events from Avi. Being an experienced woman, she had experience in these matters. She had borne children herself, as well as delivered her own children's children. Although she didn't remember it, all the accumulated experience stayed with her.
Seraphine's bony hands touched Paw's swollen belly, examining it. For a brief moment, the rotten green flames dancing in the necromancer's empty eye sockets grew stronger. A moment later, Seraphine's calm voice rang in Ramiel's ears like the sound of a bell tolling at noon.
" You don't have to worry, master. If I'm not mistaken, one of the litter is wrapped in an umbilical cord and is blocking the way for the rest. "
Hearing the good news, Ramiel breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know any better, so he fully relied on Seraphine. If everything ends well, he decided to give her a satisfying reward. He didn't yet know what it would be, but the price didn't play a role.
" Can you handle it? " Unintentionally, Ramiel's hand tightened on Asme's hand. The succubus, surprised by the man's reaction, blushed.
" Yes... "
Huh? Why me... It makes no sense... Asme, ignoring the conversation between Ramiel and Seraphin, focused on herself. The woman was confused by her reaction. She had done so many indecent things with a man, and simply holding his hand made her blush, and her heart rate accelerated...
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A few hours later.
Seraphine breathed a sigh of relief. The labor had been harder than she had expected, but everything had turned out well. Her tired gaze fell on a tree in the shade of which Ramiel was crouching with Asme and Caera at his sides.
The man's hand thoughtfully stroked the hard-as-steel ash fur of the Paw. Tired of the prolonged labor, the wolf let out a quiet murmur. Under normal circumstances, she would have demanded more petting, but now she had to take care of her litter.
As for the little wolves, there were six of them. They all looked like cute little puppies that resembled their mother. Even though they hadn't lived in the world for more than an hour, their tiny, blood-red eyes caused fear in the heart. Ramiel found out firsthand that they weren't cute little puppies. The reality was brutal. Although they looked like defenseless creatures, they were actually little killing machines.
Ramiel almost lost a finger trying to pet one of them. This was met with a growl from Paw at his litter, but Ramiel quickly responded by calming the situation. After all, it was his fault. For a moment, he forgot that he was dealing with wild monsters.
" How long will it take for them to reach adulthood? " Ramiel's amethyst eyes didn't break away from the sight of six puppies sucking their mother's milk.
" Hmm. " A quiet murmur came from Ramiel's head. A few seconds later, Avi's pleasant voice left her lips. " Normally, it should take years, but considering that they are dungeon creatures... It shouldn't take more than four months. After two and a half, they will be ready to fight. "
" Emm... Ramiel? Won't it be too brutal, sending them to fight? " Caera's worried voice, tinged with a hint of nervousness, betrayed the woman's anxiety. The image of Paw feeding the puppies was reflected in her golden eyes.
At the sight of the miracle of birth, there was a strange feeling of warmth in Caera's heart, spreading throughout her body. Perhaps it was a maternal instinct? Or maybe something else entirely. The elfess herself wasn't sure.
The elfess' golden eyes stared at Ramiel with a mixture of incomprehensible feelings. In a strange and unexplained way, the woman suddenly felt a strong sexual attraction to the man.
" We don't have to send them to the battlefield right away. Simple training is enough at the beginning. If we develop them from the very beginning, in the future, they will become killing machines for everything that lives. Besides... "
Ramiel fell silent while looking at Caera. He didn't know if Asme had cast a spell on him, but the sight of the sky-blue-haired elfess blushing shyly caused the man's heart to beat faster.
Her rosy, pointed ears curled in embarrassment. Ramiel's attention didn't escape the fact, how Caera's legs clenched slightly in an unequivocal position. His gaze shifted to the elfess' ample breasts, which screamed for him to take notice of them.
Ramiel struggled to swallow his saliva as he felt his younger dragon awaken from sleep under the influence of the elfess' charm.
Confused by what was happening, he focused his attention on Asme. Here, the effect was even stronger. Her long white hair, combined with her dark purple horns, drove Ramiel crazy.
Asme's skimpy outfit didn't improve the current situation. The shapely breasts of the succubus were spilling out of a piece of semi-transparent material. They weren't the largest, but the size perfectly suited Ramiel's taste.
By a strange twist of fate, the piece of cloth covering the woman's twin peaks loosened, revealing to the world a hint of Asme's pink nipple.
Not wanting to lose control, Ramiel's gaze moved lower, which proved to be a huge mistake overall. The perfect silhouette of Asme's lower body appeared before his eyes.
Unwittingly, Ramiel scanned the woman's long and voluptuous legs, moving higher and higher along her pink glistening skin.
Feeling Ramiel's lustful gaze, Asme's tail moved tantalizingly, beckoning the man to her. Subconsciously, being driven by instinct, Asme corrected her posture, widening her legs slightly.
However, what turned out to be the nail in Ramiel's coffin was the younger sister of the succubus. Going higher and higher with his eyes, Ramiel's eyes went higher and higher, stopping at the woman's crotch. There, imprinted on the material, he saw the delicate outline of Asme's greatest treasure.
Within a brief moment, an image of Asme's pink slit appeared in Ramiel's mind, with a bit of golden nectar coming out of it. As if that wasn't enough, Asme's little fingers spread its edges, inviting Ramiel inside.
In fact, Asme didn't even have to make a special effort to seduce Ramiel. Thanks to the succubus genre, she instinctively tempted the object of her interest, bringing him to the edge of his sensibility.
The scene the man imagined worked better than Aphrodisiac. Before Ramiel knew it, both women were in his arms, and the little monster lurking in his pants stood fully erect.
With a heavy gasp, Ramiel's hands found their way to the firm and springy buttocks of both women, squeezing them tightly. A small electric pulse went through Ramiel's body, turning him on even more. A blissful feeling of ecstasy, resulting from caressing the killer asses, flooded the man's mind.
" Mmm... And you can't resist us that much? ~ " Asme leaned in, lightly biting Ramiel's ear, her sweet whisper accelerating his heartbeat.
Caera felt jealous. After all, she had unknowingly initiated this situation. Not wanting to remain passive further, she drew Ramiel's face close to hers with a firm movement.
The woman's fine and luscious lips sank into a long kiss. Her tongue, feeling an insatiable need for closeness, invaded Ramiel's mouth, brutally raping his organ. This time, the man failed miserably. Caera's sudden attack caught him off guard.
With a loud " Pomp, " the lips of the two lovers parted. Unwittingly, Caera bit her lower lip, sucking the remaining taste of the man.
Just as Ramiel was about to pounce on both women like a predator hunting its prey, he remembered one thing he had always wanted to try.
A lewd smile appeared on the man's face, and his usually icy eyes blazed with desire.
" Do you remember... that you lost the bet? "