Lewd Dungeon Master: This Orc Is Too Damn OP!-Chapter 254: We’re Starting Neutering Surgery Now

Groooar!!

The moment I entered the portal, a foul beast stench stabbed my nose. At the tremendous stench, I had no choice but to immediately cover my nose and pointed at my subordinates’ mouths as they followed.

"Cover your noses right... huh?"

"What’s wrong?"

Lune looked puzzled, and Gremory giggled mocking me.

"Don’t you smell something weird?"

"A smell?"

"There is a smell, but you seem to feel it more sensitively."

Lune doesn’t feel it but only Gremory and I do?

"Seeing that elves don’t feel it, that’s probably right. Hey, don’t step there. It’s territory-marked."

"Territory-marked means... ugh."

Lune realized Gremory’s meaning and immediately climbed onto my shoulders. Lions territory-marking meant they’d basically pissed something, and the ground was wet enough to not want to step on.

"Really disgusting."

"There seems to be a path for about one person to walk?"

"Then Gremory, you come here too. Not good to dirty your feet."

I embraced Gremory in front, and Gremory held something soaking wet to my nose. A rich musk scent fragrantly filled my nose.

"Endure with this."

"Sniff sniff, what is this?"

"You know the stocking fabric? I made a handkerchief from it. The smell should decrease somewhat."

"Thanks. Sniff."

Thanks to the black handkerchief Gremory gave me, I could at least regain my senses. But simultaneously, why did I feel the stench Lune couldn’t even smell so sensitively—momentarily I couldn’t understand.

"Is that Vapula bastard spraying some special pheromone... no, scent?"

"I can’t feel it at all though?"

"No choice. It’s a scent only pure demons can feel. Marking their territory. And marking with... this."

Gremory reached down, grabbed my dick, and shook it back and forth. At the naturally transmitted gentle stimulation, though I didn’t cum, I could immediately identify the source of the rancid smell.

"Spraying their stuff everywhere? Isn’t that crazy?"

"You spray semen enough to soak all your women’s hair too."

"That’s true. That Vapula bastard, crazy like me."

If spraying as expression of ownership, I could fully sympathize. Just that if Vapula sprayed on the ’land’ he owned, I only sprayed and came on my women.

"By same logic, Lune and your body must have my scent strongly."

"Yes."

"You didn’t know?"

"...What?"

I was shocked at the newly learned fact. And simultaneously one worry arose.

"It’s not like a sweaty or rotten smell, right?"

"Not at all!"

"Can’t quite call it fragrant, but it’s not like body odor or anything. An appropriate scent wrapping the body, hard to describe."

"Then that’s a relief. Got spooked for nothing."

Spooked that others might smell because of me. Fortunately it wasn’t like that, so I relaxed a bit and continued into the flame lion sub-dungeon.

And not long after, a flame lion looking exactly like Vapula was leisurely wandering around facing away.

"Female?"

"How do you know?"

"Males have manes around their heads."

However much a demon, there’d be common genetic traits of the lion species itself. So since no mane was visible, that lion was definitely female.

"They say males sit still while females hunt for food. Lune, get down. And snipe it."

"May I do it?"

Lune watched not me but Gremory. Situationally, if killing the flame lion, Gremory catching it was more urgent than Lune.

"Yeah, go ahead. I’ll observe for now."

But Gremory readily agreed, and Lune gained confidence and drew the bowstring toward the flame lion’s rear.

"Please one shot...!"

Whoosh!

The wind arrow flew like light and struck the flame lion’s rear. The flame lion flinched in surprise twisting its body, but at the cylindrical hole in the lower body area, I, Lune, and Gremory couldn’t help but be shocked.

"Lune, you really are the best sniper. You aimed for it, you did."

"No, well, since you said female, I thought it wasn’t...."

"It’s fine. I said female so that’s possible. What, so what if you hit there? Look how much pain it’s in."

The flame lion was whimpering and rolling left and right on the ground. In the lower body, traces of a wind arrow passing through clearly remained, and even at some distance, a tangy blood smell started wafting over.

"Gremory. Do you know the sensation of that being pierced?"

"No. Don’t know. More importantly, can I focus on battle?"

Graaaah!

The moment Gremory’s words ended after standing on two feet from being held by me, the flame lion rolling on the ground vomited fire from its mouth screaming.

"Making a fuss about pain."

The mane-less flame lion had no male symbol mane, and Lune’s snipe had blown a hole through even the balls. Sure it could hurt, but a sub-dungeon beast making noise was quite annoying.

"Pointless resistance. Just die."

Should I call it a last surge of strength? The flame lion nimbly leaped up as if dying like this was unfair and lunged at us.

Kyaaaah!!

"Where to?"

I grabbed the jaws of the creature rushing with teeth viciously clacking up and down.

"Kyiik?!"

"Where you opening your shit-stinking mouth?"

From inside the flame lion’s mouth stopped right in front of me wafted the exact stench of a superior who smoked then gulped down cheap vending machine coffee calling it palate cleansing. I forced the flame lion’s jaws I held up and down to close.

"Brush your teeth, fuck!"

"Grr, grrr."

The flame lion kept trying to open its mouth but I pressed down with strength. It probably never imagined its mouth would be caught like this. Rushing to swallow us whole without thinking was the problem.

"Hold it. I’ll catch it."

Gremory placed her staff tip below the flame lion’s neck. Whether the flame lion knew its given future or not, it kept struggling to escape from me.

"Sever."

Crack!

The blade of mana Gremory released cut the flame lion’s neck. The cross-section was so smooth you’d wonder if it could be cleaner. The flame lion briefly convulsed then went limp.

"What kind of magic is that?"

"Moving wind fast to make a blade. I’m still lacking so can’t launch it directly, but launching at close range like this is possible."

Scritch, scritch!

Gremory started cooking the flame lion to her taste. The lion with severed neck and limbs was cut into pieces hard to call a lion anymore. Blood didn’t splatter and only slowly flowed from the cut surfaces, soaking the ground.

"Impressive. Lune, next time you try. I’ll make it so it can’t open its mouth again. You shoot the balls like now and cut off its breath."

"I didn’t do it on purpose, but if told to hit I can hit. ...Master, should I really shoot? At those too?"

Having already smelled their companion’s blood, flame lions were roaring and charging from the far opposite passage.

Graaaah!!

Lune’s bowstring was already pointing at the newly appeared flame lions. I cracked my hands twice, then spread both arms toward the flame lions.

"Lune, Gremory! We’re starting neutering surgery now, you overgrown cat bastards!!"

Toward the charging lions, I took a deep breath and roared.

"Come at me!!"

With Gremory and Lune supporting from the side, I processed the flame lions one by one.

***

That hour when Rok was diligently crushing lions’ balls.

One shabby building in Barony of Virgo’s Spica Castle was packed with people again today, and about one troublesome customer among those many, the fairies found quite difficult to chase away.

"When is Miss Meri returning...?"

"That’s soon...."

"You said that an hour ago."

"Since traveling by magic, something might delay the time. Please understand."

"That’s what you said two hours ago."

The troublesome customer itself. At the appearance of the woman who stressed them more than the general store selling goods—Baroness Virginia Virgo—the fairies and Gray were stressed.

’She’s really hooked.’

They knew too well why the baroness was looking for Meri since dawn. And this was a problem that could only be solved when Meri returned.

"What exactly is the situation?"

"Miss Meri!!"

"...I understand the full story. Leave it to me now."

And their savior and the person in charge the troublesome customer sought arrived at Avalon. Meri covered in dust tidied her clothes as neatly as possible, then carefully opened the door to the underground room where the baroness waited.

"Sorry for being late, Baroness."

"Welcome, Meri."

The baroness was already lying on the bed waiting for Meri. Looking at the clothes scattered around and the baroness’s state, apparently the baroness couldn’t wait for Meri and committed bad deeds.

’Need to put her to sleep.’

Once asleep, the succubi would handle the rest, but the problem was the baroness currently showed no signs of sleeping at all.

"Baroness. Aren’t you tired? How about closing your eyes for a bit...?"

"Still fine. Huhu. I’ve been waiting."

Whether oblivious or deliberately ignoring because she wanted to be with Meri.

"Actually, you don’t know how long I’ve waited since this dawn. So I finished all today’s work and came like this. Ohoho."

’Either way, I wish you’d just leave.’

With work piled like a mountain, the baroness’s thoughts and actions seemed so ridiculous and simple.

"Then Meri. ...Is today possible too?"

Meri watched the baroness full of anticipation for a moment, then carefully opened her mouth.

"Baroness. Do you happen to know about slime daughter...?"

The baroness’s expression froze coldly.

***

"Uoooh!!"

I blocked the charging mane-less male lion. It tried to slash me swinging sharp claws, but only scratched the iron shield I’d brought and bounced back.

"Gremory!"

"Yeah."

Since I blocked the attack with a shield, time to counterattack. Gremory drew up mana and tapped the ground with her staff, and sharp thorn spears rose from the ground piercing the flame lion’s heart.

Graaah!

The flame lion with pierced heart screamed and collapsed. And the flame lion behind stepped on the dead companion’s corpse and jumped high enough to reach the ceiling.

Kyooooh!

"You crazy!"

Adding weight to try driving claws down. I glanced to check Lune and Gremory’s condition.

’Interception impossible.’

Gremory was recovering mana, and Lune’s hands were swollen, unable to shoot bow briefly. So I had to intercept.

’One method.’

I slightly tilted the iron shield sideways and hurled it at the flame lion.

"Captain Ras!"

Whoooosh---!!

The iron shield thrown with full force flew like a boomerang striking the flame lion’s face. Not even a circular shield but a style with pointed bottom, and luckily the sharp part lodged in the flame lion’s forehead.

Kyak?!

The flame lion started falling toward me still in mid-air. Too late to dodge, I spread both arms and caught the flame lion.

"Kugh?!"

Felt like I’d be crushed to death by the tremendous weight, but I even mobilized the tattoo’s power to embrace the flame lion with full force. The flame lion with one side of its face caved tried to scratch me with hazy eyes, but I finished the flame lion faster.

Crack!

The flame lion’s neck turned 180 degrees. The flame lion with neck bones broken in an instant couldn’t endure the pain and died, and I leaned back to receive the flame lion’s body.

Thud!

Tremendous weight but didn’t die. After catching my breath once, I escaped from the flame lion’s corpse.

"Heavy as hell. Phew."

"...Is this the last?"

"Yeah. Last. Right before the boss."

I plopped down in front of the iron door thick with stench. Gremory and Lune also gathered sitting together.

"Let’s rest a bit then catch the boss too. Even if it’s hard... you two must catch it."

I become the tank and Gremory and Lune fight as DPS. The reason I brought these two excluding all others was only one.

"...Gotta evolve, right?"

Gremory and Lune.

Until the evolvable level, 1 remaining ahead.