Chapter 443: Welcome to Green Camp

The Lust Legion had suffered an unprecedented humiliation.

A mere four enemies had breached their dungeon and thoroughly violated them, and to make matters worse, the sealed gate of the anti-demon containment zone had been broken through.

Seventy percent of all incubi killed at least once.

Roughly twenty percent killed two or more times.

Every single succubus killed.

Officers including Orias, Caim, and Focalor killed two or more times.

And most critically of all, the succubus officer Asmodeus: kidnapped.

The Lust Legion Commander Astaroth, whose dungeon had essentially been conquered multiple times over, was furious beyond measure. In response, she brought out the demonic beasts she had been saving for a rainy day.

[Flower Dog: ★★★★. Average Level 70.]

These 4-star demonic beasts were Astaroth's main force. The stamen-like tendrils extending from the inside of the flower petals that grew like a mane around their necks carried venom capable of forcing targets to climax instantly.

The venom was so potent that even elves couldn't withstand it, dying from shock induced by forced climax.

The dead elves had been recycled by Asmodeus, who merged them into herself, and the captured elves, watching their kin die writhing in orgasm, had given up all resistance.

Grrr.

Now, Astaroth was sending these lethally venomous creatures into enemy territory. It was a clear declaration of her intent to throw everything she had at annihilating the enemy.

Whirr.

The portal still shimmered. The semen the orc had spilled inside Asmodeus still held its warmth. The officer-class incubi gritted their teeth, remembering the orc licking the unconscious Asmodeus's lips with his tongue.

"""CHAAAAARGE!!"""

The three officers took point and charged forward. Behind them, ten Flower Dogs bounded on all fours in pursuit. Incubi who had each been killed at least once followed with bloodshot eyes.

Whirr.

The portal flashed. The moment the incubi crossed into enemy territory, they began rallying their mana.

"Welcome. So you're the ones who violated our girls?"

Directly beyond the portal, a silver-haired dark elf greeted them with her arms crossed. Her breasts were so large that her folded arms rested on their undersides, and on her lower abdomen, silver divine power blazed brilliantly.

"In the name of the Goddess."

"Divine punishment upon this cruel horde."

The human priestess on the left pressed her palms together in prayer. The Orc Paladin on the right held his sword vertical and began chanting an incantation.

Whooooom.

The divine power rising from the two began converging into a small sphere in front of the elf's chest. The incubi, sensing the alarming scale of divine power manifesting before them, couldn't bring themselves to charge.

"Wh-what the fuck...!"

"The Hero of the Holy Sword wasn't the only one?!"

They had already died to divine power once and knew all too well how excruciating it was.

"I-I'm getting out of here!"

At the thought of being grazed by even a sliver and enduring the agony of their bodies burning until the brink of death, some incubi turned tail and ran for the portal.

"CHAAAAARGE!! Wh-what?! Why are you coming this way?!"

The retreating incubi were shoved and trampled by more incubi pouring through the portal behind them. The newcomers felt their hearts drop the instant they spotted the divine power ahead.

"GODDAMMIIIIIT!!"

The last incubus through tried to step back into the portal mid-stride. But the portal was one-way only, and no one could manipulate Solomon's authority.

There was no going back. Until twenty-three hours later, when the portal would become bidirectional, they would have to survive in enemy territory.

"So you just went and made our girls all chocolate-flavored, huh? Unforgivable. On top of that, you cut off elves' ears? Not even dying a hundred times would make up for that. So..."

WHOOOOOM!!

The Seal engraved on the elf's lower abdomen expanded until it covered the entire cavern. Confronted by a shield of divine power even more massive than the Hero of the Holy Sword's, the incubi were consumed by terror.

"O Goddess! Smite these tasteless degenerates!!"

Whether it was because she faced demons, or because the Goddess had heard the elf's prayer, the stigmata engraved on the elf's lower abdomen began glowing with the same rich silver light as the moment she had faced the witch Levis.

"Luna Cannon, maximum output!"

Whoooosh.

Divine power blanketed the entire cavern and crashed down upon the incubi.

Moments later.

Nothing remained in front of the portal.

***

"...Luna, I'm pretty sure I told you to stay at Raspica just in case."

"I heard you were hurt and ran straight here from Raspica. Going through portals, thirty minutes is more than enough."

Half a day had passed since I'd come through the portal. While I was unconscious, Shaitan had urgently summoned Luna, and Luna had sprinted from Raspica, leaping through portal after portal, all the way to Halphas's Dungeon.

"You put too much faith in Meri. She's not weak, but she doesn't have that much combat experience yet. She couldn't gauge how far to push her power."

"That was my mistake. I'm sorry. And thank you."

The gap in Raspica's defense was what it was, but that didn't erase Luna's achievement of wiping out the enemy Legion's forces in a single blow.

Thanks to her, our Legion's soldiers had been able to receive enemy intel from Lune and Lime, formulate countermeasures tailored against the incubi, and slaughter them the moment they stepped through the portal.

GRAAAAGH!!

Six minotaurs swung axes blessed by Guinevere, cutting down incubi left and right. Even amid the aura of divine power, the minotaurs swung their axes fearlessly, making the incubi too terrified to even think about crossing through the portal.

On top of that, combat-trained Andras warriors and Galahad wielding a divine-powered sword took turns guarding the dungeon, and eventually the incubi's offensive ground to a halt. I had regained consciousness in the middle of all this.

"Luna, I appreciate you coming, but is Raspica okay right now?"

"Yeah. It's fine. None of the things you were worried about happened. The humans should be marching through the Elven Forest toward Astaroth's Dungeon right about now."

"...Good. That's good."

Humanity's desire to bed a dark elf had outweighed the chance of backstabbing our Legion. I was genuinely relieved to learn how the humans had moved during the three days I'd been inside the enemy dungeon.

"I'm truly glad there wasn't some standoff with the Marquis's forces outside Raspica Castle while I was gone."

"Sola and Nifela said the Marquis is a man you can reason with. You know that condition you set, how we wouldn't interfere if rescued elves chose to take shelter with the humans? Apparently that was a really decisive factor."

"...So the invisible dick was pulling strings behind the scenes after all?"

"What the hell kind of nonsense is that?"

My plan to exploit the humans' sordid desire to have elf onaholes, dark elves or not, had worked beautifully. No more worrying about enemies coming from House Marquis Leo.

"Luna, I don't think I'll need your help beyond this. Go back to Raspica. The people here can handle the rest."

"Yeah, I was going to head back. But I want to say one thing before I go."

Squeeze. Luna gripped my cock and tapped her fingernail against my urethra.

"If our cock gets hurt again because you were sticking it inside some other woman, you'd better believe I won't let it slide."

"...I'll be more careful going forward."

"Ugh, seriously. If you want to stick it in a hole that badly, just say so. Who's going to turn you down?"

"...It was sort of unavoidable, you know, to gather intel on the enemy. Fine. I won't stick it in next time. Won't stick it in."

Next time I'd just tease them with my hands and tongue, I told myself, and sent Luna on her way. As if she'd been waiting for me to wake up, she bounded up the staircase leading to Halphas's Dungeon's upper floors in a single leap. After seeing her off, I made my way to the strategy room set up on the first floor.

"Dad, I'm sorry. I passed out and..."

Meri bowed deeply the moment she saw me. I grabbed her shoulders and straightened her up.

"No, Meri. You did your best. I'm the one who pushed too hard."

If anyone was at fault, it was me. The whole mess happened because I'd been thinking with my dick, so no one had any right to blame Meri.

"How many incubi did you kill by yourself? If we tally up our Legion's accomplishments so far, you'd have the highest merit of anyone."

"But Dad, you wiped out all the succubi."

"And you took down their officers. More importantly, Meri, can you use the Holy Sword right now?"

"Yes. A little."

Meri drew the rapier from her hip, Holy Sword Virgo. Its vivid pink had faded to a soft cherry-blossom hue.

"I used too much power so it's diminished, but it'll recharge before long. Exposing it to moonlight restores the spent divine power."

"...It's not a plant doing photosynthesis. Have you charged it yet?"

"No. Not yet."

"Then head back to the main base and charge up the divine power. In the meantime, I'll work on refining the strategy for how we beat them."

Meri left with her Holy Sword. In front of me remained Lune and Lime, who had fought alongside me in the guerrilla operation, and Halphas, this dungeon's master. I pointed my finger at the center of the map they had spread out.

"...The enemy territory isn't suited for a large-scale battle. We'll need to attack three zones simultaneously."

"The incubus, cambion, and nightmare zones, respectively."

There was a chance enemy forces could be reorganized within a day, but at the very least, we had to kill each of the incubus officers at the same time to open the gate to the upper level. We needed to kill all three: Caim, Orias, and Focalor.

"We've already captured Asmodeus. The moment Asmodeus was impaled on my cock, she'd surrendered to our Legion."

Asmodeus was currently in full [Prisoner] status. She had been sent to Gremory's Dungeon and was undergoing "interrogation."

"I'm assigning a commander for each zone. The incubus zone goes to Halphas. The cambion zone goes to Lune. And the nightmare zone goes to Meri."

Halphas would lead the birdman unit, Lune would lead the 40 Cookie Elves, and Meri would command the fairies along with the human adventurers.

"Master, then what about me?"

"Lime, you take the Slamia squad and handle the succubus zone. We caught their officer, but the underlings should have revived by now, and Astaroth may have abandoned Asmodeus entirely. She could appoint a new officer and put them in charge of the sealed gate."

"Got it. So what will you do, Master?"

"I'll prepare for a certain contingency."

Thud. I jabbed a point at the dead center of the corridor on the map.

"I'm going to deal with those flower dog bastards with the tentacles growing out of their necks."

A good thrashing has always been the best medicine for beasts.

"While we hold the center, you all kill the enemy incubi and rescue the elves."

"Master, you're hurt. Are you sure you'll be okay?"

"This heals with a day's rest. The portal won't switch to bidirectional for another eighteen hours or so. I'll rest until then and get ready to fight. In the meantime, you all hunt the enemy underground."

It was a perfect opportunity for leveling up. Unless Astaroth crossed over personally, the enemy incubi were nothing more than insects that would crumble like autumn leaves before our Legion's strength.

"Capture as many as you can. They'll just revive the dead ones anyway. Tch, they've got magic stones coming out of their ears. Reviving the dead in real time and everything."

I'd noticed it during the conquest of Halphas's Dungeon too: high-level dungeons stockpile enormous quantities of magic stones. And the more of their soldiers we killed, the more magic stones the enemy would burn through, which meant fewer for us to plunder.

'Killing one 3-star enemy drops a single magic stone, but reviving that same enemy costs at least eight mid-grade magic stones. A net loss of seven.'

The magic stones in the enemy's vaults were rightfully our spoils of war. Letting the enemy blow them on resurrecting subordinates was unacceptable.

"Then I'll leave the underground in your hands. I'm going to go check on the livestock."

A special ranch beneath Gremory's Dungeon.

And the ones placed in that special ranch were the dark elves and deflowered elves I had rescued from Astaroth's Dungeon.

"By tomorrow there'll be plenty more junior livestock joining them, so I'd better make sure the seniors have a proper system for milking and egg-laying set up. Heh heh."

While I'd been unconscious, Gremory had already sent them to the livestock pen.

***

"...Ah."

The elf woman, Mint, barely managed to reclaim her hazy consciousness. In a fog of confusion, she traced back her memories to just before she'd blacked out.

"I remember..."

The memory of being passed around by succubi in her dreams was painfully vivid. But what came after was so bizarre that her recollection had descended into chaos.

The very orc who had plunged the elves into the abyss of ruin had come to rescue them, and following a high elf princess through a portal, she had lost consciousness. Mint instinctively tried to move her body.

Clank.

"...Ngh."

Of course. Mint immediately understood what position she was in. Her hands and ankles wouldn't move at all. As if buried in the earth, she couldn't budge an inch.

"It must be a drea..."

"AAAHHNNN!! S-stooop!!"

"Huh?"

A cry of ecstasy erupted from beside her. It was unmistakably one of the comrades who had been gang-raped alongside her by the succubi.

"What... is this...?"

"What do you think? A seed-planting breeding ground."

The devil's voice reached her ears. When Mint slowly raised her head, an orc was limping toward her, stark naked.

"Welcome back to our Legion. This is a correctional facility for the resocialization of dark elves. A hell among hells that you can never escape, not even in death, unless you're reborn as a member of the Legion."

The orc smiled like a devil.

"Ah, yes. This place is called Green Camp."