Dungeon Overlord: Monster Girl Harem!-Chapter 77: The Brood Mother - I

'The flames won't hold.'

Leonhardt wasn't sure whether he could stop the impending attack, but he believed Asuka wouldn't disappoint him. It was a strange, baseless certainty.

That confidence adjusted Leonhardt's arrogant self-confidence. A naïve desire to try putting trust in her just once. And as he anticipated, Asuka stepped forward.

His flaming wall dithered and collapsed, along with Sylvie's.

The vibrant blue flames spread from Asuka's mouth immediately, billowing through the dark cavern, impeding the white spiders' preparing to pounce.

Holding his arm, pouring a steady flow of mana into his limbs, Leonhardt observed the situation for a moment. His once uncertain and tense eyes became focused with a sharp gaze. The lingering heat left by his flames, the charred remains of spiders, and the hissing spiders skittering across the floor.

And that wasn't all—his mind became clear, to the point he could see each spider's movements.

The shifting of their legs across the dirt, fearful of the blue flames, sent chills down his spine. The low guttural hissing vividly displayed their fear.

"Sylvie, only use simple spells, conserve your mana."

Leonhardt's low voice echoed. His hand brushed along her cheek, wiping the droplets of sweat collecting on her skin.

He could never have imagined this feeling. An ecstatic rush—something Leon had never experienced before in his life. He was undoubtedly... addicted to magic.

What he might have miscalculated, however, was how comfortable he would feel when teasing the small blue elf.

"I understand, haa..."

Sylvie's light breaths tickled his ears, the sense that she might just.

'Just?' A thought lingered in her mind as her cheeks turned pink, stepping aside while twirling her index finger through the air.

A brilliant array of dazzling blue droplets formed, dancing at her fingertip. Sylvie's control, like a composer guiding an orchestra. A flick to create density, a swish to sharpen the tip.

Her words stretched the orb of water into a sharp bolt.

"Water Bolt!"

Asuka's throat burned with an intense heat. Her lips cracked and wet from the lingering warmth and saliva. Focused, she watched a handful of spiders curl up.

"Three remain."

A simple report, her eyes shining brightly. Desperate for his praise.

Leonhardt's gaze flicked to observe Asuka and Sylvie, amused by their actions and desire for his attention.

"Such cute women, how can I let them down?"

With a shift of his feet, his figure vanished. Black greatsword in hand, Leonhardt's blade sliced through the smokey air. A ferocious howl of steel echoed, causing the air to distort spreading with it their foul blood.

His movements were swift and measured. Like a beast released in a cave of prey, his sword flashed in the air, cutting the spiders down without remorse.

"Wow."

"May the goddess of light grant me her blessing, Healing Touch!" Erina's calm gaze constantly observed the battle

'He always fights so recklessly. Now, even Asuka and Sylvie have become similar.'

Her emerald eyes tinged with concern, Erina's white mana soaking into Asuka's lips, restoring their soft, glossy gleam with a flash of light and subtle warmth.

"Thanks, Eri."

"Be careful... what if you damage yourself. Even Leonhardt might be concerned."

Asuka, a boorish yet heroic dragon, understood her friend's advice. Yet, how could she change? The strength of the man she started loving. Now clearly on display. His sword was akin to a brutal messenger of death.

With a single arcing slice, his blade reaped a life. Asuka's chest rumbled with a powerful beat, excited and overwhelmed by his ferocious hunger.

A primal desire to remain at his side constantly tugged at her mind.

"Erina, will you not join him with me?"

"Eh?"

Sylvie's long ears pricked, and she shifted her gaze from the ending battle, a sense of conflict growing in her chest.

Uneasy yet curious, she, too, wanted to remain with Leonhardt. Unsure whether out of romantic allure or pure arcane curiosity. Even she couldn't understand.

Meanwhile, Leonhardt's body moved like a dragonfly. He darted through the enemies like a cruel predator, cutting their limbs and toying with them like insects.

"Phew..."

Leonhardt stabbed the ground with his sword, a pleasant ache throbbing through his limbs. Small nicks where the spiders tried to counter his assault. A reckless yet exciting battle that fulfilled and drained his rampant sexual desire.

'Why does using mana make me feel this way, Ifrit, what changed?'

[You lost your virginity... maybe.]

[How would I know about the sexual desires of a Chimera?]

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"Hmmm, the bitch hasn't come yet."

Confused as to why the Brood Mother didn't attack, Leonhardt closed his eyes and tried to recover while panting. He tried to redirect his slight sense of embarrassment. Ifrit normally answered his questions well. So, being denied was a new feeling.

[Also, you completed the second tier of your quest!]

'Huh... what quest?'

There wasn't any significant quest he could remember other than the spiders and bandits.

[Idiot]

[Quest Complete!]

How to be a Mercenary King, Part 2!

• 5000 DP

• 10000 XP

• Upgrade Skill: Greatsword

• Upgrade Skill: Command

• Ifrit's Happiness will increase!

A comfortable warmth spread through Leonhardt's body. His eyes narrowed, and he felt the knowledge and slight change in his muscles. The Command and Greatsword skills reached levels 5 and 4, respectively.

'Well, it's rare for you to reward me for nothing. So, what's the catch?'

[No catch—you've just completed the hard work!]

Erina, Asuka, and Sylvie's eyes focused on the exposed back of Leonhardt. A battle against spiders, leaving him in tattered robes, revealing his sculpted figure.

Skitter~

Leonhardt's pupils dilated, his mana instantly flooding his eyes at the faintest sound, like someone touching a piece of paper.

'She's here!'

"Prepare for combat!" He called out while confused by his instincts. A sense of dread far beyond anything he experienced so far.

The hidden monster was nowhere to be seen, even with his arachne vision at maximum.

'Where?'

A dark, dreary cave surrounded the ground. The distant echo when a droplet of water fell into a murky pond formed by cracks in the rock wall. The void of light masked the approach of the dungeon's owner.

Asuka's skin tingled—she wanted to rush to support Leonhardt, yet her flesh prickled as if someone had poked her with sharp pins.

"Erina, Sylvie, can you sense anything?"

Her voice was hoarse and low and filled with urgency, yet neither responded.

Turning her gaze to Erina, she found no issues in her friend—however... the moment she saw Sylvie, Asuka knew something happened.

Pale skin, small bumps along the surface of her skin as her body trembled in terror, like someone trapped in a frozen mountain with no head. The instant her teeth chattered together, Asuka turned to follow her gaze.

In the still, abyssal darkness... a small red light formed, hovering above Leonhardt.

'Strange, what's that light...'

The answer came soon: one became two, two became there, and then a faint figure appeared in this unnatural darkness.

"LEO ABOVE YOU!"

Moments before her voice reached him, the brood mother made her move. A deadly spider with sharp fangs longer than Leonhardt's arms, with tips oozing a volatile venom. The mother of all death weavers, a master huntress in the dark.

Slowly, her silky webbing spread through the cavern, allowing her body to drop silently from the sky. Swaying quietly above the unexpecting humanoid while rubbing her front legs together, forming a net of sticky webbing.

The only reason she halted her attack.

'What is this creature, why does he carry our scent?'

A curiosity, but the moment she decided to investigate, a loud voice ruined everything and forced her hand.

"Foolish, humans, how dare you kill my mate!"

'She speaks!'

[What do you expect? She is the dungeon master...]

Leonhardt pushed himself back off the floor, flicking his sword towards the air. But the lack of force caused his blade to deflect off the massive spider's fang, forming silver sparks that illuminated the monster's body.

"Woah..."

"She's so fat!"

"That's..."

The brood mother's size was at least seven metres in length, and her legs spanned the entire ceiling as she lunged at the retreating Leonhardt with both fangs.

"Filthy human females, your innards will become nutrients for my brood!"

"I will not kill you—you must take his place!"

'Huh?'

[Ew...]

A sleek black leg swiped across the air, creating a vacuum as it sliced through Leonhardt's chest and caused his flesh to turn purple instantly.

Clang!

In retaliation, his blade tore a chunk from the serrated tip, causing the brood mother to recoil and shift back into the darkness.

"We need light, Erina. Can you cast holy light? Do we have any torches?"

Leonhardt's command echoed through the cave, reaching Erina's ears like a warm blanket. Yet, her hands shook, unsure if she could summon light in such an oppressive atmosphere.

"The goddess of light shall bless us with her grace—holy light!"

Erina's staff glowed with a soft golden hue, illuminating the surrounding area.

"You insufferable bitch!"

The brood mother shrieked as she lifted her front legs, spraying globs of venom towards Erina and Sylvie.

'I think I see a path...'