Lewd Dungeon Master: This Orc Is Too Damn OP!-Chapter 283: Do You Believe in Paradise?

I’d boldly declared I’d conquer Halphas’s legion, but I couldn’t just walk away.

’It’d be unfair to leave like this.’

A whopping 170 women had come here hoping for my essence. Every single one had a bulging belly, filled to the brim with mana I’d directly injected.

’That should’ve all been my semen.’

Inside, I’d impregnated 170 people over 100 days, but once we got outside, it’d look like they got pregnant in just one day. I thought that was fine too, but thinking of Neras, I dropped the idea.

’Right now you’re just testing the waters to have a 6-star born. Get your head straight.’

Wasn’t it a child I was trying to conceive not out of love, but to birth Neras? That would make me the same trash as Forneus.

The grade of the child born doesn’t matter. What matters is having a child through mutually happy sex—ras, which I keep insisting on.

’Still, all these girls came here wanting to get fucked by me.’

But the heart tends to lean. About 90% of my subordinates in the legion came to get fucked by me, and I couldn’t not grant that wish.

However, it was awkward to do it with everyone wearing slime chastity belts.

"Shaitan. Is this kind of thing possible?"

I whispered in Shaitan’s ear. Shaitan pondered for a while, then sighed and placed her hands on both the slime chastity belt and her belly simultaneously.

Slosh, slosh!

The green light of the seal sparkled, and Shaitan’s belly gradually began to shrink. At the same time, the chastity belt started swelling up like a balloon.

Slosh, slosh.

Shaitan’s belly returned to normal. Lime’s characteristic red color turned green, and below Shaitan lay a single green balloon-like egg.

"...I’ve extracted the mana from my belly. It’s slightly diluted, but it’s the same as magical fluid."

"Hehe, you genius!"

I kissed Shaitan’s seal with joy. Shaitan smiled wryly and stroked my head.

"...I came here to assist you, Master. Do as you please. Time here flows 100 times faster anyway."

"Hehe, right. Even if I fuck for 170 hours here, only 1.7 hours—roughly 100 minutes—will pass outside."

There’s no time to wait for the mana to be absorbed in their bellies. I picked up a number ticket from the floor.

"Number one hundred forty!!"

"M-me...."

The blonde woman, Lily, cautiously raised her hand. Her body had become difficult to bear children, but seeing her swollen belly, it was obvious what she’d been thinking.

"Shaitan!"

"Yes."

Shaitan approached Lily and used sexual magic. The mana in Lily’s belly was packaged into a green egg in the same state as Shaitan’s.

"Ah...."

"Don’t be disappointed. This is all for you. Shaitan, tie off the vas deferens."

"It’ll sting."

Shaitan grabbed my testicles firmly. It hurt so much I thought my balls would burst and tears welled up, but I endured the pain thinking of the 170 women.

"Phew, phew. Lancelot---!! Bring all the magic stones from outside! Mid-grade, lowest-grade, everything!!"

"Y-yes!"

Lancelot rushed out. Fortunately, Lancelot’s belly was unchanged, and I breathed a sigh of relief and picked up a low-grade magic stone placed near the bed.

"Even if I can’t plant seeds, I can spray magical fluid."

Surely the magic stone would melt even without sperm. I rubbed the magic stone against my glans. Fortunately, there were no such complications.

"Congratulations, Lily. From now on, it’s service time."

"Ah, ahhh...!"

She wanted to get fucked, so I’d fuck her as she wanted. I carefully pushed the magic stone inside Lily and whispered in her ear.

"How should I do it? Tell me what you want."

There’d be plenty of time left before a day passed outside. ...Wouldn’t it be fine to serve my legion subordinates for about two hours?

"From now on, exactly two hours by outside time. I’ll become your living dildo. Lily. What position do you want?"

"...L-lift me up and fuck me horizontally. Interlock your fingers...."

"As much as you want."

If there’s something I learned from Forneus, it’s that a Legion Commander should know how to serve their subordinates. I lifted Lily up, inserted my dick, made her wrap her legs around my waist, and slowly laid her body horizontally.

"...Lily, who’s next?"

Everyone started picking up number tickets from the floor and waving them. I looked at the women who needed me and steadied my breathing.

’This is the Legion of Wrath.’

This must be true paradise. I took the position Lily wanted and asked.

"Gentle or rough?"

"...."

I thrust my dick vigorously into Lily.

***

[At that time, at the entrance to the Chamber of Passion and Ras.]

Arthur had positioned himself in front of the heart of Flauros’s dungeon. Beside him was a priest who used divine power, Guinevere.

"When will it end...?"

Guinevere checked the time he’d been counting. It had already been well over 8 hours since the women entered. In half a day, the portal would open both ways, and Halphas’s dungeon might launch a follow-up attack.

"Who knows. It’s up to Father."

Arthur waved his hand dismissively at the orcs who kept peeking inside.

They were curious about what was happening inside too, but with the two strongest in the dungeon blocking the entrance, they couldn’t easily enter.

"There’s definitely a sword fight happening inside."

"A sword fight...."

"When you say Father’s sword, obviously it’s that, that thing."

"...."

Guinevere covered his face with his hands. Did the goddess even know about the frenzied sword fight happening inside?

Gurgle.

A tree root that rose from the floor patted Guinevere’s shoulder comfortingly. Flauros, the being guarding the entrance to the [Chamber of Passion and Ras], pointed at his body with his roots.

"...Are you telling me to go in now?"

Gurgle.

"I’m a man though?"

Gurgurgle.

"He says your face is pretty so it doesn’t matter."

"...."

Guinevere got goosebumps and his body shrank. Feeling his chastity threatened, he backed away slightly from the orc and tentacles.

"Oh my, there you are?"

And the greatest threat to his chastity, Lancelot, licked her lips with her tongue the moment she appeared. She’d just gone in with magic stones barely 20 minutes ago, but to Guinevere, those 20 minutes felt like 2000 minutes.

Guinevere felt relieved yet anxious at the same time.

At least if he got attacked, it’d be by a woman, by his wife. Guinevere calmed himself and pointed inside with his eyes.

"How is it now...."

"Hmm? Husband, don’t worry. I came out, so they’ll start coming out one by one now. We need to prepare ourselves."

"By cleanup you mean...."

"Oh, they’re coming out."

Creeeak.

Flauros’s trunk opened wide left and right. And the women who’d entered inside began appearing one by one.

"Gasp."

Guinevere’s hands trembled at the sight of the women.

They all had smooth, glossy skin, were blushing and smiling, and in their arms were two or three shiny eggs each.

"Wh-what is this...?"

"Husband. I heard time flows 100 times faster inside. Solomon’s blessing or something."

"...The Demon King could certainly do it, but surely-"

Guinevere realized the truth. Through the past few days of dungeon life, he understood what had happened inside.

It had already been 10 hours since the Ras Call sounded. Thinking simply, roughly 40 days had passed.

"...Good lord."

And what had happened during that time could be seen just from the women’s expressions.

The eggs the women were holding were all tinged with green. They began moving with their eggs to their respective positions. To where they should be.

"E-excuse me!"

Guinevere spotted a familiar face. It was an adventurer woman who’d been captured in the dungeon with him, and Guinevere stopped her.

"Wh-what on earth happened inside?!"

"Priest. ...Do you believe in paradise?"

"Y-yes. When we die, isn’t it where the goddess embraces our souls?"

The adventurer woman hugged one of the green eggs cradled in her arms and grinned.

"...If there’s paradise on earth, that place is it."

"D-don’t tell me you too with the Legion Commander-"

"Ah. This isn’t an egg. It just looks like this."

The adventurer woman smiled bitterly and pointed inside.

"He said if he carelessly plants seeds and fathers children with just anyone, when he dies later there’ll be love triangle fights, so he just gave us mana. He said even if he can’t let us have children, he can give us this much."

"What?"

"...Of course he did cum inside, but what was it. He said there’s no seed."

"...??? Then what’s that egg?"

"It’s not an egg...a nutritional snack?"

The woman pried a small opening in the top of the egg. Guinevere recoiled slightly at the thick, musky scent that wafted out.

"Th-this couldn’t be."

"It’s magical fluid."

"Sniff sniff. ...Smells good?"

Lancelot actually sniffed and licked her lips. Guinevere made the sign of the cross and prayed to the goddess.

"Oh goddess."

He had no choice but to call on the goddess.

***

[Chamber of Passion and Ras, Day 36.]

"Luna. What kind of training methods do elves use?"

"Why suddenly? Trying to raise dark elves?"

"No. I’m trying to introduce elf training methods to our legion."

It’d be difficult to suddenly improvise a training method. The only training I knew was military-style running in circles, so it definitely wouldn’t work properly.

’I need to use a verified training method suited to this world.’

The Chamber of Passion and Ras had endless applications even if I didn’t come in to do the deed. The space was about the size of a slightly large gym, but Shaitan could gradually expand it through modifications.

’It’s too wasteful to let this place rot.’

I couldn’t use it right now because of the war, but I’d need to use it often in urgent situations going forward.

’Though this place isn’t all good.’

Every coin has two sides.

Even with certain effects, using it shortened your lifespan by 100 times, but I thought long-lived species like elves or undead species unaffected by lifespan could make use of this place.

"It’s not just about fucking for 100 hours here. It’s about getting stronger. By introducing elf training methods."

"It’s a good plan. If we know the method, I think I can help plenty too. If physical and mana growth happens here, then skill proficiency and mental growth could be trained in dreams."

Shaitan supported my plan.

"There might be a lot of people though, is that okay? If everyone has to go in separately, don’t we need to call all the succubi?"

"Just make them hold hands while sleeping. Then they can access dreams in a wide area. I have that much ability."

"Simpler solution than I thought. Good. Let’s do that."

"Master. Please leave the instructor role to me."

Eila volunteered as training instructor. Having received a bellyful of mana, Eila had become plenty strong, unlike her days struggling at level 20.

"I can do my part now too."

"You ate 100 mid-grade magical fluids through your lower mouth alone, of course you should do your part. Hehe."

"...Ahem. Of course I’ll be active as combat power too, but I’m talented at teaching others."

Eila strongly appealed her abilities. Indeed, Eila had teaching talent.

Her student Arthur had become the best warrior among orcs with the Aries family swordsmanship, and his brothers had also grown stronger learning alongside. From Percival to Lancelot, every single one had knight-level combat power.

"I can’t carelessly teach the Aries swordsmanship. But as a knight commander who led a knight order, I can strengthen our forces like operating a knight order."

"That’s good. Alright, we’ve roughly set the direction. Let’s talk about training again later. Now let’s move to the next topic. Let’s finish quickly and get out. The longer we stay here, the faster our lifespans shrink."

When I gestured, Shax, who’d been sitting quietly, sat in the center. Shax couldn’t make eye contact with me out of fear, but her gaze was directed at my lower half.

’Feel a bit sorry.’

What I’d roughly heard from Lune. When I was tormenting Forneus in the illusion, apparently Shax was getting it hard at the same time. Still, she said she came several times herself, so that was fortunate.

"Ahem. Shax. So how is Halphas’s legion’s dungeon structured?"

"...It’s composed of a total of 3 floors. The place where the portal opens is the surface 1st floor."

Shax recited the characteristics of the 3 floors. Halphas’s dungeon, structured like a ’tower’, was shaped reminiscent of a nest on a cliff.

1st floor, where quadrupedal monsters are. Mainly guys like Pale Riders are here.

Basement 1st floor, where there’s an underground lake. Aquatic monsters including Shax stay here.

And 2nd floor. The dungeon 2nd floor stretched so high into the sky it was hard to even call it a 2nd floor—Shax said it was structured as endlessly climbing spiral stairs. She said you’d have to stack ten basement 1st floors and surface 1st floors to reach the top of the 2nd floor.

"Damn annoying."

Cross the portal to counterattack and you have to climb stairs. But if you don’t clear the basement, cockatrices will start chasing from behind.

Climb the stairs without thinking and you get sandwiched front and back. It’s the enemy, but a pretty excellent dungeon composition.

"Anyway, the result is I just need to climb to the top."

"That’s true but...."

"Got it. This time...it’s a frontal assault."

Everyone was shocked by my words. They were all surprised I’d fight a relatively stronger opponent without any tricks.

"I thought we’d climb the tower."

"Why bother? It’d be annoying to climb a cliff against winged beasts and get attacked. There are stairs inside the tower, so we’ll use those."

"Then we need to clear the basement first before climbing the stairs, right?"

"Right. This operation goes on two tracks."

Basement assault team.

And surface assault team.

Two commanders were needed.

"...I’ll have to gamble."

Betting Ras Vegas.