Dungeon of Niflheim

Chapter 1011: Chapter 1011: I want one...Now! (2) End of volume 12

Frost and Daki both sat on the private space’s large sofa with no one else but them in the room.

Frost had just dropped a bomb, and Daki was silent in response, a reaction that had Frost pulling his hair out in frustration. He would have preferred hitting, punching or even just yelling over cold silence.

Eventually however when his mind was about to crack from the pressure Daki’s lips moved. "You’re right."

"Huh?"

"I said you’re right Frost. I am running from my problems and using the idea of having a child as an excuse to justify that running."

"A, u, mm, I didn’t mean for it to come out so..."

"Brutal, blunt or if we’re being generous straight to the point."

"....Yeah." He could have worded it nicer, softened the blow a little or allowed her to slowly come to terms with it herself rather than calling her out like that.

"Hehehe it’s fine Frost wishy washy really isn’t your thing." Her laugh was hollow and strained, clearly the emotional rollercoaster she’d been subjected to had affected her somewhat.

"Are you alright?" He asked tentatively, instinctively shifting closer to her form that now looked fragile and tender, a stark contrast to the alluring demoness from before.

"Well I just had a strong desire and hope of mine thoroughly crushed and stomped on, so all things considered I’m doing pretty well." She walked into the private space with a smile on her lips and a goal in her heart now she felt hollow and guilty and the smile had long disappeared.

"Daki look at me." Frost spoke in a commanding tone, effectively ordering Daki to obey even going to the extent of using his aura to ensure it.

Daki’s fragile form was powerless in the face of such authority, despite feeling downtrodden she obeyed, her eyes looking in Frost’s, glazed and lacking spark.

"That hope will never be crushed not so long as I still draw breath. The only reason I put a stop to your advances is because I didn’t want you to have any regrets. I don’t want you to ever look back on the life we WILL bring into this world with doubt." His voice held a strong magnetism, his determination unwavering to the point that Daki was shivering in her seat.

"You deserve nothing but joy and pleasure in this life Daki and you will succeed in your trials of that I have no doubt my love and when you do, when you achieve your goal, when you become a 4 star blacksmith and evolve to B-rank I swear to the high heavens you and I will not leave our bedroom until you’re either pregnant or look as though you’re about to give birth. If you have a wish I will grant it even if I have to walk through fire or a valley of razor sharp blades." His voice reverberated throughout the room, echoing with a booming cadence as if wasn’t a speech of a man but an oracle from the Gods. His words were gospel, written in the never ending scroll that was fate.

Frost after casting her down from on high lifted Daki back into the light, her desire, her wish would always be there all she needed to do was ask and he would fulfil it. How could she ever feel dejected while inundated by such boundless and powerful love.

"You really think I can do it?" She asked with a whisper, that barrier seemed impossible to cross, every attempt only making it appear larger and more imposing.

"Without a doubt. You’re a talented smith but more than that Daki you’re hardworking, determined and not one who’s fond of shortcuts....don’t let the progress of others dictate your speed, even if it takes years, or decades I will always be by your side to support you."

"Hmph decades by then I’ll be a withered old lady." She hmphed as a small smile adorned her lips.

"Old maybe but in my eyes and his you’ll never be withered." Frost planted a loving kiss on her forehead before pulling her into a tight embrace.

"His?"

"Big Frost." He leaned back and glanced at the highly pitched tent protruding from his pelvis, a result of her earlier advances. With no release it simply remained as it was, defying the laws of gravity.

"You’re supposed to put ’little’ before your name not ’big’." A small blush donned Daki’s cheeks as she took in the grandeur that was ’Big Frost’.

"What part of him is little hehehe?" Frost proudly laughed while pushing his hips forward, stabbing Daki with the bulbous head.

"Will you really still love me and lavish me with attention when I’m old and grey?" One of the main reasons she was desperately trying to increase her rank was because she feared becoming a decrepit hag beside Frost who’d likely retain his youthful looks for centuries perhaps even millennia given his talent. Maya was already S-rank meaning she’d be able to travel that long road with him but what about her...the thought ate away at her, indirectly becoming a heart demon that impeded her growth.

"I might be a bit gentler, don’t want to break your hip every time we fuck but yes as long as you’re still my Daki, my love and desire for you will never waver." He spoke with such confidence and assurance that Daki was flabbergasted by his response, her lips remaining open like a big ’O’ before she madly blushed, her heart swooning with joy. She had picked the right man.

Daki no longer pressed him about having a child right this second, she knew now that that’s not what she really wanted. She was beset with a challenge, a mighty and difficult challenge but one that she WILL complete come hell or high water. After that she and Frost would revisit the topic of having children but until then they would still enjoy the act without the dramatic end result.

Frost was still rock hard and in need of release thanks to her earlier seduction and now that her heart was no longer feeling quite so burdened the strong, bodacious orc was feeling tempted, it was best to get in as much practice as possible before the true event so without much hesitation Frost was soon carrying his green skinned lover into their bedroom wherein he showed her exactly how much desire he’d been holding back during her earlier attacks. He became so voracious and imposing that Daki had tag in Maya for a reprieve.

"Ahn~ Ahn~ what di...d yo...o ahn~ dooo to...o mak...im sooo ahn~ fie...fie...fierce?" Maya questioned with great difficulty as Frost pulled out the monster dangling beneath his hips to the point that the head was kissing her gates before plunging it in full hilt, making every inch of the beast vanish within her tight embrace.

".....Baby." Daki eventually answered after incoherent gargling, her entire body shivering in the afterglow of Frost’s devious machinations.

"Ahh~ dammit it’s even bigger now ahnn~" Maya regretted asking as Frost was spurned into greater action by the word.

It was a tough night for the two women but glorious for Frost. When he left the room he was literally skipping, he was so focused on proving his love to Maya and Daki that they missed dinner and even almost the following breakfast but as a reward he felt as light as a feather as though he’d managed to unveil himself of a great burden.

’Shame they needed to take a break.’ He was more than happy to keep going another several rounds or perhaps even another several dozen but unfortunately his partners just couldn’t keep up with him. One’s appetite wasn’t as extreme as his own while other’s body simply couldn’t compete, another major reason for her rush to B-rank.

’I hope Khione gets here soon.’ If there were three of them sharing the burden then he’d be able to unleash much more of what he had pent up.

Over the next two days Frost did exactly what he wanted, spending the vast majority of his time in the Dungeon, examining areas which responded well with and to the adventurers as well as those that didn’t. A lot of changes took place on the new bottommost floors as the monster villages were gradually built up but that didn’t mean the top floors didn’t receive some of Frost’s tender loving care. For example pigs and boar monsters suddenly started appearing on floors one through three in large quantities changing the entire dynamic of certain areas. There was even an announcement in the adventurers guild because of it and as a result a slew of requests for pork meat came in droves.

All the restaurants in Niflheim went mad, with a vast supply of high quality pork they’d be able to save so much money on import costs. They could even introduce set menus instead of being completely reliant on whatever occasional meat sources the Dungeon happened to supply. It was very good news for the food industries and even better for the Dungeon.

With the influx of refugees quickly climbing as a result of the civil war evolving beyond the cold war stage and the Dungeon’s upper floors becoming less hazardous for some reason many non-adventurers were trying their hand at the profession, delving with a few experienced hands to learn the trade quickly.

Niflheim thus received a boon in visitors both to the city and the Dungeon proper.

Everything was running smoothly, income was growing faster than the costs, work was always available for the new additions thus giving them purpose and with the ronsos and local guard security in place there was little in the name of crime. Yes Niflheim at the behest of the neighbouring war was in a golden age.

Even the Lunar maidens that had become a blight on Frost’s mind due to their inability or rather refusal to adapt had been progressing at a swimmer’s pace thanks to Daki’s thorough teachings.

When Frost heard about her crash course education he couldn’t stop himself from laughing, only Daki with her succubus blood and status as his partner would be daring enough to do something like that.

Alas while Niflheim was on a high the same couldn’t be said for the rest of the world.

Icethorne for example.