Lewd Dungeon Master: This Orc Is Too Damn OP!-Chapter 214: Breaking the Seal

I ate three virgins.

I completely broke through the virgin bitch succubus. I poured my stuff full inside, and while Shaitan digested magic power, her seal was dyed red.

I also completely broke through the watermelon-flavored elf. Though I couldn’t make her belly swell like when she was a dark elf, since I ejaculated inside anyway, there was no big difference.

And lastly.

A woman who ate virginity but was still a virgin, Lune. I checked through the system in case Lune lost her qualification. Among the system, I checked evolution, the condition where Lune’s virginity became the trigger for advancing to 4-star.

"Hehe, look at this. As expected, the system doesn’t lie."

The system still expressed Lune’s virginity as "O." I praised the perpetrator who created that miracle—Shaitan whose head was buried in my right shoulder—by groping her breasts.

"How did you learn such sex magic? Hehe."

"...Such loopholes are rampant in the Demon King’s army. As Master said, it’s a kind of trick to execute ’virgin anyway.’"

"Who needed such tricks?"

"Please don’t tell anyone. ...The Demon King’s concubines."

At the feeling that an interesting story would begin, Lune’s, Luna’s, and my gazes all gathered on Shaitan. Lune lay on top of me, and Luna positioned herself pressed right against my left side.

"The concubines? They have guts. What’s the Demon King doing?"

"Um, saying this feels like spitting in my own face so it’s a bit..."

Shaitan hesitated and was reluctant to answer. I gathered support troops so Shaitan could have courage.

"It’s okay, say it. We won’t tell anyone. Lune, Luna, will you tell anyone?"

"Where else would we go besides here?"

"Carelessly talking about the Demon King’s shame would ring alarm bells everywhere. What is it, what?"

"...Father collects virgins."

Shaitan eventually revealed Solomon’s shame. I was dumbfounded at Shaitan’s absurd words. It was momentarily difficult to understand.

"Virgin collection? The person who cracks up to 720 eggs a day makes his concubines into virgins? Why?"

"Because he can immediately tell if they cheat. If they mate with another male, wouldn’t evidence remain immediately? Evidence that what should be there isn’t."

"Whoa."

I thought he was amazing in various ways, but he was even more amazing than I thought. I became afraid I might have taken Shaitan’s first time for no reason.

"He wouldn’t harm me, would he?"

"Father won’t do that. The reason for maintaining virginity isn’t anything else—it means they don’t need to lay eggs anymore."

"Huh?"

"The concubines all kept offering their virginity to Father continuously. ...So because they said they didn’t want to anymore, Father also made them into higher beings and stopped doing it."

I truly couldn’t understand the Demon King, Solomon.

"If you don’t take virgins, what’s the meaning? They’re not figures."

"Figures... perhaps those words might be right. But Master, this isn’t common. Most concubines continue enjoying nighttime activities with Father. Just those for whom laying eggs after receiving seed inside would endanger even the mother..."

"So he essentially put chastity belts on women who can’t lay eggs."

It must contain complex problems to judge based on fragmentarily heard content. Otherwise, wasn’t Solomon just an incarnation of hypocrisy and a pervert crazy about virgins? I dismissed the problem of Solomon’s abnormal fetish and turned the topic to Shaitan’s ability that changed Lune’s inside with sex magic.

"And the technique those concubines made wanting to fuck too much while in virgin state is that?"

"Yes. Sex magic that widely spreads the folds from the vaginal opening to the hymen, and retracts the hymen."

Shaitan scattered mana in the air and spread purple mist before us. The insertion scene of Lune and me from Shaitan’s viewpoint was completely exposed. Though Lune was embarrassed at her insides being fully revealed, I gulped watching the cross-section of genitals inserting.

"Look closely at this."

The hymen about 6cm deep from the vaginal opening was pushed all the way back. The vaginal wall’s fine folds began spreading widely, looking like a compressed paint tube extending.

"Who on earth had such an insanely wonderful idea?"

"...Father did. Um, Father did it for concubines who wanted to maintain virginity while sleeping with Father..."

Solomon my goodness. Starting from when he declared he’d fuck the goddess, I sincerely wanted to have a private meeting with Solomon and peek even slightly into his mental world. Probably the abyss itself or an existence equivalent to it.

"To be the Demon King, you need that level of class?"

"Master, you’re no less than him!"

"Is this praise or an insult?"

"Isn’t it praise from the Ras army’s perspective? Means you’re a fucking pervert."

"...An incomparable supreme compliment. I acknowledge it."

I was still very lacking in maintaining a creatively Ras-ing lifestyle.

’But I don’t lose in women.’

I have Lune right next to me, Luna too, and also his daughter Shaitan. If the day comes to stand shoulder to shoulder someday, I will definitely declare before him. Virginity should not be preserved but taken.

"Ah."

"What’s wrong?"

"There’s still a virgin I haven’t eaten."

I heard snake is so good for your body but couldn’t eat it, making me regretful for nothing. The three simultaneously pouted their lips and began attacking me again. My rage was just starting to fill up again anyway.

"I’m still a virgin though?"

"Haven’t done it as a dark elf, right? No membrane but then isn’t that virgin?"

"...It’s my first time in the back too. Hehe."

"Right, right. Got it."

I embraced Luna and Shaitan’s waists and lifted my body up. Lune was already hugging me from the front like a sloth and straddling the pole.

"Let’s go to the dungeon. Let’s go there and die once, yeah."

...I eventually had to stay up all night with the three.

***

[At that time when Rok was having round 2 on the dungeon bed, Aries Territory Lord’s Castle]

Clang, clang!

A sword shining blue cuts through the air. The knight whose whole body was covered in armor matched his weapon to the sword movements that seemed wielded by a young child as if on an actual battlefield.

Clang!

"Kuk?!"

The boy dropped his sword with a pained scream. And since the only weapon to protect himself flew away, his head flying to the opponent would be quick. The middle-aged man watching the boy and knight’s sparring silently observed that battle.

"Stop."

At the middle-aged man’s words, the knight gently lowered the sword raised high toward the sky. At a glance, it seemed like words to stop the knight from delivering the final blow, but actually it was words to stop the boy about to grab and throw dirt from the training ground at the knight.

"Victory and defeat are already decided, Prince."

"But!"

The boy burst out in frustration and stood up. The boy whose whole body turned red still had plenty of will to fight, but unfortunately had no more means to fight. The sword specially made to suit the boy’s strength was very light, flying to the corner of the training ground and stuck there.

"It’s the Prince’s defeat. Meekly accepting victory and defeat is also a virtue."

"But defeat means death!"

"...Not necessarily so."

The middle-aged man twisted the locket hanging on his neck. Inside was a picture of a blonde woman seemingly of the same bloodline as the man, and seeing that woman’s face, the prince’s face contorted.

"Just as my daughter was defeated but is still alive, defeat doesn’t necessarily mean death."

"Margrave Aries. But!"

"Even if you roll miserably in the gutter, if you’re alive, the time for reversal comes. A family motto passed down in the Aries family."

"...Even if the lady suffered something?"

"That would be that child’s fate."

The margrave didn’t indulge the prince’s whining to a degree that seemed rather cold. The prince clenched his fists and trembled, then kicked off from the training ground and left.

"...Are you alright?"

The knight who hadn’t said a word finally opened his mouth. Though he didn’t remove his helmet, a rough yet heavy voice flowed between the mask.

"I know a prince is quite a high position."

"It doesn’t matter."

"He was once your daughter’s fiancé."

"The moment my daughter disappeared, he couldn’t even think of rescuing her and tried to flee the territory. Emotionally, I want to kick him out immediately, but that’s impossible. Because he’s a prince."

At the margrave’s sarcasm, the knight chewed over the margrave’s words. Then recalled memories.

"Ah, is that what’s called a ’coward’?"

"What’s that mean?"

"A vulgar term for someone who can’t stand up before a scary, frightening opponent."

"...Is that also what your friend said?"

"That’s right."

"What a choice of words. Coward. Who else in this world suits that word as well as that prince?"

The margrave shook his head and giggled. If the prince heard, he’d be caught for lese-majeste and even tortured to death, but he didn’t care at all. Nationally and humanly, the margrave’s existence value was higher than the prince’s. He knew that well himself.

"...You, are preparations done?"

"Of course. Anytime."

The margrave looked up and down at the knight’s appearance and smiled bitterly. Though an opponent he’d defeated, it was too much to say he achieved victory completely. Again, he wanted to fight without weapon distinction, but the situation was already not so easy.

"From now on, I must go far away to support Baroness Virgo’s territory. But I can’t just leave an existence like you here. So I’ll have to expel you from this territory, but since you’re someone who knows honor, you won’t cause a riot in this city."

"Because naturally the holy sword’s bombardment would come flying."

"...The joke is. Still, we’ve sparred and honed skills together, so would I really do that?"

"You’re plenty capable of that."

The knight turned and moved his steps to his place—the underground prison. The margrave felt regretful at his departing back.

"...Truly have no intention to use your power for humanity?"

"That’s not for me to decide. And strictly speaking, isn’t what I’m about to do from now on an act for humanity in a way? Kehe."

The knight shrugged and was about to leave the training ground, then turned and bowed to the margrave.

"Thanks for saving me. Thanks for letting me cover my body like this. And even weapons. I won’t forget this favor."

"Can’t be certain you’ll obtain it yet. Just told you the location because ’Aries’ judged you qualified."

"If it’s like that, it’s as good as obtained. Hehe. Taurus’s holy sword... no, can that even be called a sword? Anyway, it’s mine now. So, next time we meet, let’s fight after I’ve found it."

"...If I win then too, you’ll have to become my subordinate."

The margrave quietly asked the knight about to go underground.

"So what’s your real name? I feel like I’ve only heard strange names until now. ...Balls? Dick?"

"Brug."

Inside the knight’s turned helmet, dark green skin was reflecting in the light.

"Brug, Stormblast."