Lewd Dungeon Master: This Orc Is Too Damn OP!-Chapter 269: Please Call Me Taurus

The play with Lune taught me what it means to make love.

’Ras is love after all.’

Cherishing and loving each other, connecting those feelings physically—what a beautiful act. A relationship where love connects through the body. Isn’t that what true Ras is?

’Of course, it needs to bear fruit too.’

The fruit of Lune and me. That was my seed that had taken root in Lune’s belly, and I could check in real time how well it was growing without even going to an obstetrician.

[Sowing: Plant seeds. When fruit is harvested varies greatly.]

[Sowing Target: Lune ★★★★☆]

[Expected Time: 269 days 17 hours later]

"Hehehe."

Feels good every time I look at it. Same with the other girls, but it felt even better knowing seeds were sown inside Lune.

"Master, does it make you that happy?"

"Of course. It’s our daughter, yours and mine. I’m sure a beautiful green elf will be born, taking after you."

A high elf could be born too, but the probability was low. Thinking about how every time I got Lune’s blessing in the gacha, I miraculously only hit low probabilities—even if I reduced the odds by 50%, Lune would pull them up to 140%.

The remaining 10%? No matter what, it won’t hit 100%, so what can you do?

"Lune, do you want to give birth quickly?"

"That’s whatever Master wants. You have a way to make it happen fast, right?"

"True enough."

I picked up the corruption stone I’d set down by the bedside. Excluding the ones I’d already used, exactly one corruption stone remained.

"But I’m not using this one."

"Huh? Why not?"

"I’ll use it when your belly’s full term."

"???"

Lune fell into confusion. Full term basically meant right before giving birth, and using a corruption stone at that point would be the height of inefficiency.

But I would use the corruption stone at that time.

"Can’t do rough play with a pregnant woman. What if it has a bad effect on the baby and something goes wrong?"

"That’s true. It’d be hard to go hard like before, and hard to do it inside too..."

"Doing it from behind could put stress on the fetus too. So I won’t use the corruption stone. Right now it’s a time when I can, so I’ll go rough."

"...So you’re gonna enjoy it rough, and when that becomes impossible later, you’ll use the corruption stone to cut the time dramatically?"

"Something like that."

Long live Solomon.

"But Lune, let me ask you one favor."

"Yes, please tell me."

"...Let’s spend one day apart."

"What?!?!"

As soon as I got Lune pregnant with my child, I declared a one-day separation.

The time was now around 11 PM.

[Preparations are complete.]

Shaitan, who’d been working hard all day making the ’special facility’, finally made contact. I kissed the shocked Lune to reassure her.

"Don’t worry. Just one day. You know what’ll change soon, right?"

"The portal direction?"

"Yeah."

The dungeon portal connecting Halphas’s legion and our legion would soon change direction. Then our legion could launch a counterattack.

"Like I talked about before, I’m gonna gather power up to my soul and attack. For that, I need to build up strength."

I tapped my lower belly and laughed.

"After about a day of personal training and preparation, let’s devour Halphas’s legion."

"...You say one day, but why do I keep feeling like one day won’t be like one day?"

"Hehe, just your imagination. It’s one day."

For Lune.

And for everyone except Shaitan and me.

***

[That moment, at the Taurus territory cave entrance.]

"The Saintess’s traces really led here?"

The Holy Knights’ commander drew his sword with a disbelieving expression at his subordinate’s report.

"Are you mocking me?"

"I am not. The Saintess’s divine power definitely disappeared at this dungeon entrance."

The priest didn’t blink an eye even with a sword pointed at him, reporting what he’d discovered. The priest was full of conviction, and instead the knight commander started feeling uncertain.

"That can’t be. The Saintess isn’t a child—she wouldn’t enter a dungeon alone."

"What about... the possibility she was kidnapped?"

"Like I said, the Saintess isn’t a child."

"Maybe she saw something too hideous and fainted from shock. ...Like that stuff."

The priest pointed at the monster corpses the holy knights were handling. The knights didn’t care about monster fluids getting on their white armor as they collected magic stones and useful materials from the monsters.

"Perhaps the Saintess was shocked seeing that scene. Oh, I hope that delicate person didn’t suffer mental trauma."

"...I wonder."

Far from mental trauma, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she created that situation herself. The knight commander swallowed his next words and checked the monsters’ corpses.

Was there another clue his subordinates missed? The knight commander carefully examined the monsters’ wounds.

’I feel like I’ve seen this swordsmanship somewhere?’

He had a sense of déjà vu but no way to know what technique it was. He thought the Saintess might recognize it at a glance, but she wasn’t here right now.

"This won’t do. Looks like we need to enter the dungeon—"

Rumble.

The ground started shaking. The earth shook so violently that one holy knight couldn’t maintain his stance. It was like an earthquake.

"Something’s... coming!!"

The knight commander prayed over his drawn sword, infusing it with divine power. The tremors shaking the earth were definitely artificial, and in the knight commander’s memory, only ogres or trolls could cause earthquakes like this.

"Everyone, prepare for combat—"

BOOM!!

The dirt above the dungeon hole entrance exploded. Inside the suddenly formed crater, an unidentified heavily armored knight appeared holding the Saintess like a princess.

"Saintess!"

"Please put me down, Sir Knight."

At the Saintess’s words, the heavily armored knight silently jumped to the ground. Though it should have been heavy, the knight landed too easily, and the Saintess stood up without a scratch and looked over the group.

"Looks like you escaped the maze okay."

"Where did you go alone so dangerously?!"

"You’re the ones who didn’t follow me and got trapped in the barrier. Why are you treating me like a lost child? If anything, you all became the lost ones. How could none of you pass through the barrier immediately? The continent’s strongest knight order."

The Saintess glared as she confronted the entire holy knight order. At the Saintess’s rebuke, the knights bowed their heads in reflection. Every word was right.

"We will improve. But Saintess, who is that person behind you...?"

The knight commander nervously looked the knight up and down.

The Saintess, who didn’t allow physical contact with anyone except the same sex, had let this heavily armored knight carry her like a princess—something even the commander himself had never done. He desperately wanted to know the knight’s identity.

"Ah... this person."

The Saintess used honorifics toward the knight. Naturally the knight commander’s posture had to change too.

Though the face and skin between the broken armor were wrapped tightly in white bandages, the knight commander could instinctively feel this heavily armored knight was a considerable master.

"This person cleared the dungeon alone. So the name is, um..."

"...Please call me [Taurus], not Tauros."

The knight, Taurus, bowed silently. With a superior showing courtesy first, the knight commander decided to temporarily set aside his anger about touching the Saintess’s body.

"Pleased to meet you, Sir Taurus. ...Or was it Ras?"

"Taurus. It’s similar to this territory’s name, which is a bit awkward. Please understand."

"...Mm. Understood. If there was a problem, the Saintess would have said so first."

The knight commander convinced himself to accept Taurus’s existence. If the Saintess acknowledged someone, he had to acknowledge them too.

"But something seems a bit unusual..."

"That’s not important. Since Sir Taurus already cleared the dungeon, we need to quickly return to Virgo territory. Knight Commander, please prepare to return to the barony."

"Understood. Then what about Sir Taurus...?"

"He agreed to move with me. Right?"

"...Understood. But remember this. As soon as I find the one I seek, I will leave your side."

"By all means."

The knight commander found the Saintess’s excessive confidence somehow unfamiliar. The Saintess before Taurus was like...

"What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing at all."

The knight commander played dumb.

’Just like a noble lady smitten with a man.’

For some reason, the knight commander was starting to find Taurus disagreeable.

***

[That moment, Flauros’s Dungeon.]

Where would be the best place to have a secret facility? After much consideration, Shaitan and I agreed on one location.

Flauros’s Dungeon.

Specifically, the space where the current Flauros, Tentacle Drasil, resides.

Shaitan welcomed me there with Flauros.

"Congratulations. You finally did the deed."

"Yeah. In that sense, Shaitan, do you prefer a daughter or a son?"

"Are you talking about nieces and nephews?"

"No, your child."

At my blatant appeal, Shaitan smiled softly and shook her head.

"I prefer just fucking over childbirth."

"Really? That’s a shame."

No need to force it if she didn’t want it. The moment I forced it, it wouldn’t be Ras filled with happiness and love.

’Besides, she said she prefers just doing it.’

Was she expressing her will to receive one more creampie in the time it’d take to have a baby? I decided to accept Shaitan’s will in boldly stating her ambition.

"Once we’re inside and there’s time, I’ll do it with you once. Flauros, sorry for giving you such a big burden."

Flauros shook its roots. Flauros also wanted me to plant nutritious fluid while widening its root holes, but unfortunately I had to pour my essence elsewhere right now.

"I’ll pound you next time there’s a chance too. Not your roots then, but your human form. Hehe."

Flauros nodded its roots and pulled them inside. Below where the roots entered, a long passage led underground, and I walked into the passage with Shaitan.

"The others won’t know either. That this facility exists here."

"It’s not a regular dungeon facility. It’s also a space no one can enter unless Flauros opens it."

Gulp, gulp, thud.

I stopped at the end of the passage. The wide room with a ceiling about 3 meters high had no bed or anything. The only things present were old weapons I’d collected in advance through adventurers.

Training hall.

That place I’d called the Chamber of Passion and Ras opened its doors through Shaitan’s power and effort. Though I couldn’t feel it, it was like 100 seconds had already passed inside.

"So time flows 100 times faster only in here."

"Yes, that’s correct. The barrier’s position is up to where I’m standing. If Master tries to talk with someone outside the barrier, the conversation might proceed 100 times slower."

"I see. ...Come in, Shaitan. Let’s do that."

As soon as I finished speaking, Shaitan smiled awkwardly and pointed at the brilliant orb in my pocket.

"Is there no other way?"

"Gotta use the available methods first."

Process 1. Actively utilize existing resources. I took the wooden cup Shaitan handed me and gently set it on the floor.

"Won’t let any fluid go to waste. Take good care of it."

"That’s naturally what must be done, of course. Since Master decided to do so."

Shaitan thankfully complied with my request. I put the item I’d prepared in advance—a highest-grade magic stone—into the wooden container.

’Just as Luna and Lune got stronger, I’ll get stronger too.’

The time needed to get stronger was 100 days. After getting stronger, another 100 days to adapt to the newly transformed body.

I’m not changing the orc body. Rather, our grand plan was to further strengthen the orc body.

"Then Shaitan, keep watch."

"I’ll do it myself."

"No. You’ll sneakily swallow some while doing it."

"...Just a little. Just a little."

"Forget it. I’m already undressed."

My impatience to get stronger couldn’t be hidden, and as soon as I lowered my pants, I immediately grabbed my cock and shook my hand back and forth.

Fap fap fap.

From outside, wouldn’t it look like I’m masturbating 100 times faster than usual? I masturbated toward the wooden cup while thinking pointless thoughts.