"Huff, huff."
I ran through the dungeon faster than ever before. If it weren't for the chastity belt that Forneus had ridiculously fastened on me for her own amusement, I could have run even faster, but unfortunately I couldn't take it off.
"Argh, it's a human-fucker!"
"Disgusting! Filthy!"
"Buhiiiik!"
That last beast-like sound wasn't mine. It was the pig-like squealing from a monster whose head I had just smashed.
"You bastards! You're the ones who fuck slimes!"
I beat to death the creatures who once guarded the dungeon alongside me, making sure Ayla didn't get hurt. Since I was escaping after rebelling against Forneus, these beings were no longer my allies.
"Brother! The entrance is here!"
Before we knew it, we had reached the entrance. The gargoyles guarding it fled at the sight of Tral and me, and we took a moment to catch our breath.
"Whew, this reminds me of when we used to do that 'running' thing together, brother!"
Tral swept back his hair with a refreshing laugh. Despite having rebelled against the dungeon's most powerful being, Tral remained completely at ease.
"You're screwed now."
"You're just as screwed as I am, brother, kuhaha!"
Tral beat his chest and put down his hammer. There had been comrades fighting alongside him against the enemies he had pulverized.
"Are you okay with me? I'm a human-fucker."
"...Well, that's a bit uncomfortable."
So even Tral finds this distasteful. What are the orcs in this world doing that they still don't have sex with humans and consider it such a taboo?
"Even if I can't easily understand your sexual preferences, brother, I respect the preferences of a brother I know."
"Thanks for at least saying that."
Tral picked up his hammer again and turned his back. On the opposite side of the entrance chamber, Forneus and the dungeon's elite soldiers were rushing toward us.
"Brother."
"What?"
"Make sure you survive."
"...You make sure you survive too."
I held out my fist to Tral. After a moment of surprise, he extended his fist to bump against mine.
"Next time, let's greet each other without that human attached to you."
"When I make my own dungeon, I'll make you the number one guardian."
"Hahaha! Your dungeon, brother, that sounds fun!"
Tral burst into laughter as he gripped his hammer and mace in each hand.
"Brother! I'll buy you time! Survive!"
"Will do!"
I turned away from Tral and escaped the dungeon. Tral didn't look back, focusing only on Forneus who was charging toward him with fire in her eyes.
And behind his mountain-like back, I saw a spear rising. I couldn't see it clearly, but I saw just one line of text:
[Tral Stormblast] ★★★★★☆
This guy, born as a five-star being, had thrown away all his honor for me and turned everyone in the dungeon against him.
'You must survive.'
If I survive and meet Tral again someday, I will repay today's kindness a thousand, ten thousand times over.
"Huff, huff!"
My eyes sting. My vision is blurry, but this is definitely not tears.
It's sweat.
If it weren't sweat, how could it sting so much?
==
[Ayla] Still unconscious (36 hours).
How many hours had I spent running and fleeing? I escaped at full speed, climbing mountains and passing through forests. Fortunately, though Forneus's territory was vast, it was surrounded only by rough terrain with no human or Ein territories.
"This thing is really use-, huff."
I collapsed on the ground. Because of the chastity belt Forneus had put on me, I had to run while ejaculating. Somehow my erection wouldn't go away, so I couldn't pull out even if I wanted to.
"Damn... I should have masturbated..."
With Tral always hanging around me, and afraid that masturbating would cause muscle loss and fat gain, I couldn't do it.
I emptied three years worth of build-up inside Ayla, and my genitals, which showed no signs of calming down, finally shrank after exactly the 25th ejaculation.
"Huff, huff."
I had ejaculated until my balls were completely empty. The good thing about my hellish three-year training was improved stamina, but I'd rather not have it manifest this way again.
Slurp.
"Now I can finally pull out."
I carefully lifted Ayla by her waist. Forneus had taken ridiculous measures to keep me inside the human, but she must have planned to kill me soon as there wasn't any special locking mechanism.
If only my erection would subside, I could pull Ayla up and out of the chastity belt. But the problem was that my erection wouldn't go down.
"Huuh."
I don't even know where we are. I wonder if Tral is still alive. At least since he's a man Forneus likes, if he dies, he'll die in bed.
"This one still hasn't regained consciousness. Hey, wake up."
Ayla was still unconscious. Her swollen genitals were stretched to the shape of mine, and the semen I had just ejaculated was flowing out.
"...But what happened to what I ejaculated before?"
Did it spill out while running? If so, there wasn't much left on the chastity belt. I removed my legs from Forneus's chastity belt and threw it into the flowing river. I had to be careful in case it could be used to track our location.
"So..."
It wouldn't be bad to abandon Ayla and escape. During my escape, Ayla was nothing but baggage. But leaving the woman who took my virginity, who was captured because of me, knocked unconscious, and ejaculated into 25 times, made me feel guilty.
'And I might want to use her again later.'
"So I'll be counting on you then."
I carried her on my shoulder as I did when I took her out of prison, patting her buttocks. Ayla still hadn't regained consciousness. Won't she wake up?
"First, let's remove the smell and find a cave..."
Drop. Drop.
It was starting to rain. I went into the river, put Ayla in the water to wash her, and then entered a small nearby cave to escape the rain. There were no signs that anyone had been in or out.
[System] You have discovered a Slime Cave!
[Dungeon Seizure Condition - Defeat all slimes in the dungeon]
Ah.
==
There's no business like numbers.
That was true even for Tral, who had become incredibly strong thanks to Pahuu.
Ku-woong!
But Tral had surpassed the level of an ordinary merchant. Every time he swung his mace, demons lost parts of their bodies, and every time he swung his hammer, skeletal soldiers had their bones shattered.
"Break through, you idiots! How are you getting pushed back by a single orc!"
Forneus screamed, ordering a charge. The place where Tral was positioned was the 'main gate' and the only entrance to the dungeon, and as long as Tral was blocking it, no one could enter or exit.
"Even if you die, I can resurrect you! Go fight! And die!"
Forneus kicked the tribal chief's buttocks. Although the chief knew Tral's strength better than anyone, he raised his greatsword against Tral, entangled in Forneus's skirts.
"I'm sorry, young orc."
"I am no longer a young orc, Chief."
"...That's right, today is your coming-of-age ceremony."
The two orcs raised their weapons against each other. The mace in Tral's left hand was the weapon that Pahuu had used to beat humans while boasting of his prowess, but Tral wielded it freely like a beloved weapon he had used for a long time.
Clang, cla-ang!!
Tral swung his mace and hammer alternately, hammering the chief's greatsword. Though the chief raised the blade and swung it horizontally for simultaneous defense and attack, he was pushed onto the defensive by Tral.
"Impossible! This level of skill should only be found in a top-10 dungeon elite! What the hell are you!"
"Tral."
A surname was unnecessary. For Tral, the most important thing was his 'name'.
"Forneus, do you know how much my brother suffered for three years because of your games?"
"Why should I care! He was born in my dungeon, so I can do whatever I want with him!"
"Wrong---!"
Tral's roar filled the chamber. Forneus unconsciously stepped back, biting her lip as she summoned her magical power.
"How dare an orc like y-"
Whoosh--!
Something grazed Forneus's cheek. It was only because Forneus instinctively jerked her head that her face wasn't turned to mush by the hard hammer.
"Y-you...!"
"My brother once told me."
Tral rested Pahuu's mace on his shoulder and took his stance.
"A successful rebellion is called a revolution."
"Y-you!"
Tral stomped his foot hard and shouted.
"From today, I am Tral Forneus! I'll take this dungeon from you!"
Tral, who had been blocking the entrance, leaped high toward the ceiling of the chamber. Forneus hurriedly ordered her subordinates to shield her, but that wasn't Tral's aim.
Boom!
Tral smashed down on the center of the chamber. The mace hitting the ground caused an earthquake, and the path to escape deeper into the dungeon collapsed.
"You crazy bastard!"
"Now you can't esca-"
Thud.
An arrow pierced Tral's back. Though there clearly hadn't been any demons behind Tral, he was attacked.
Thud-thud-thud!
A rain of arrows descended on Tral's back. Tral, now resembling a porcupine, turned around to find archers lined up with their bows.
"You vicious demons who stole my daughter! Kneel before the holy sword!"
A brilliant bombardment of holy power filled the chamber.
The Demon King Solomon's 30th dungeon.
It was conquered by Margrave Aries, and the Demon King Solomon appointed Forneus as the new demon.
And no one knew what happened to those who had previously been in the 30th dungeon.