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Chapter Eighteen

I rode down the tunnel to Astovin on my undead horse. With me rode Halia and Ms. Trueno, with Maya clinging to my back insisting that the horses could double up. Garnet tagged along, flying behind us and easily able to keep up with the stampede.

Maya held me tight as we rode through the tunnel. The undead horses were making travel faster, but the clatter made my ears ring. Perhaps I could change the surface of the tunnel floor from stone. Hard-packed dirt, maybe. That had to be softer. Or carpet.

Could I make carpet that long? Carpet was more expensive. And it was the throw rugs, not the sort of thick, fibrous carpet that you would find in a house in our world. The dirt maybe. I could make my dungeon out of hat material.

It was something to consider.

We soon reached the ring that surrounded Astovin, following the wall that engulfed the city. We passed that and reached the central hub, the “basement” to my administrative building. I liked that idea. The five buildings that were officially a part of my dungeon. I could move them anywhere in the network, evacuating the Astovinians to safety.

I never wanted them to suffer like they had in the past.

We dismounted our horses. Ms. Trueno looked around curiously. This was her first trip to Astovin. It was why I brought her along. My teacher needed to see the world and interact with its people. She had to get up to speed on the sort of threats that would face us.

We headed up the stairs. I took them two at a time. Since this central building was almost like my governmental building for the city, there was a meeting room where Feya was hosting the delegates from the halfling refugees.

I stepped into the room in my gray robe, my three monster girl companions, and my paladin behind me. At a table, Feya sat at the head. She rose with grace, her butterfly wings fluttering behind her. She smiled at me.

There were five halflings around the table. They all looked so short, like children, but they weren’t. Four of them were elderly, their faces wrinkled by age. They looked haggard and in shock, their dark-brown skin having a dull, waxy sheen to it. The fifth was young. Very young. She looked around eighteen or twenty. She had red hair that she wore in a thick, red braid. Her emerald eyes fixed on me as she stood up on her chair to even come close to looking at me. She wore a blue robe trimmed in red that was travel-stained, a copper medallion around her neck with the glyphs for Fire and Ice on them.

“She’s a mage, Lord Leo,” Halia whispered.

Excitement shot through me. I had been wanting to find a mage. I had hoped to discover how Meskalamdug had built those teleportation circles we found in his dungeon. If I had those, I wouldn’t need to ride undead horses to get to Astovin. I could get here in a flash.

“Greetings,” I said, stepping forward. “I’m Leo, and I understand your city has been conquered by a dungeon builder?”

“A villain named Sulanga Stormfury,” the young halfling mage hissed. “He conquered us. We few managed to escape.”

“And you came here?” I asked, moving to the head of the table that Feya had vacated. “I’m surprised you would flee one dungeon builder for another, Miss…?”

“My apologies,” the mage said. “I’m Kassie. I’ll let one of the elders speak.”

“We’re here because of you,” muttered an old woman. “Speak to him. You believe in him.”

A surge of hope shot through me. “You… believe in me?”

Kassie faced me. “I’ve heard stories of you from the dwarves. The ones you liberated from the Twins. They say that you spared their lives after they were forced to attack your dungeon. That you could have killed them but did all you could to spare them and set them free. Then you never once demanded they serve you.”

“Lord Leo doesn’t demand that anyone serves him,” Halia said. “On Lady Sherida’s shining light, I say that to be true. My village of Astovin chose to serve him willingly after he defended us.”

I tried not to smile. It raised my spirits to know that my deeds were spreading. “Those dwarves were not my enemy. They were slaves. They had no choice in attacking me. It would make me a despicable man to harm them.”

Kassie nodded. She glanced at the elders. “See. A despicable man. He’s not like Sulanga. He’s what we need.” The halfling shot her gaze back to me. Her green eyes were so startling in their brightness. “Lord Leo, I beg of you, save my people. Sulanga Stormfury has conquered our city. He’s enslaved our people like the Twins did the dwarves. Help us like you helped them.”

“Of course my big bro will,” said Garnet. “He’s an amazing dungeon builder.”

To my shock, she didn’t mention anything about me being a ‘Dark Lord’ or anything. Like Garnet understood that wouldn’t look good for my image.

“Leo was my student,” Ms. Trueno said. “He is a good and earnest young man. I promise you, that he will not let you down.”

“Yeah,” said Maya. “He’s kinda noble that way.”

“So you’ll save my people?” Kassie asked, staring at me.

“Of course,” I said without hesitation. This was what I wanted. To be seen as an alternative to the rogue dungeon builders. To set myself apart and to stand up against them. “I will do all in my power to save your people and put a stop to this menace. Conquering a city? That can’t be allowed to stand.”

“Thank you.” Kassie hopped down from her chair, ran around the table, and stood before me. She was so short, coming only to my waist. She thrust out her hands and took both of mine. “Thank you so much, Lord Leo.”

“Lord Leo,” said Valuna, one of my rock elementals. They guarded the north gate into Astovin. “Siwang has arrived. Shall I let him in?”

“Escort him to the administrative building,” I said. I smiled down at Kassie. “We’re going to save your people. Another ally has just arrived. Another dungeon builder that I hope will stand with us.”

“Another?” She swallowed.

“He’s new,” I said. “I am mentoring him. Make sure he doesn’t fall into the same pit traps that can afflict so many of us.”

Kassie chewed on her lower lip. “Okay, Lord Leo.”

I could see doubt creeping into her eyes. I would make sure that she didn’t have any reason to doubt my commitment. This was important. Winning over these halflings, being someone they believed could be the answer to their problem, was important to me. I had to make this work.

I would make this work.

Sulanga Stormfury would not last.

“Feya, do we have any maps of… What is your city called?” I glanced down at Kassie.

“Sharithin.” She swallowed. “I have brought a map of the city.” She motioned to one of the elders.

“Then let’s start studying it and making plans,” Halia said. “We’ll need to know where the enemy is positioned and how best to go about liberating your city.”

“We’re not sure where they’re located,” Kassie said. “We barely escaped with our lives.”

“That’s fine,” Halia said. “We’ll start scouting it to get a better idea. Still, it’ll help if we can see it. We can start to figure out something.”

“Right, right,” said Kassie.

As the map was unfurled, Siwang was led in by Valuna. The rock elemental bowed and withdrew. Siwang had his mother with him, the wraith standing by her son, her pale body looking lush and gorgeous today. The intimacy between them was obvious.

Kassie swallowed at the sight of another dungeon builder.

“Halflings?” Siwang asked. “What is going on? I thought you had found the Thunder Shrine.”

“And then something else happened,” I said, moving up to him. “A dungeon builder named Sulanga Stormfury has attacked their city. We’re going to liberate it.”

Siwang’s face paled. He swallowed and ran a hand through his black hair. “You’re going to fight another dungeon builder, Leo?”

“Of course. That’s what we have to do, Siwang.” I clapped a hand on his shoulder. “We have to be protectors of the innocent. We have to stand up to those dungeon builders that cross the line. We have to defeat them and show the world we’re not them. It’s the only way we’re ever going to have peace with them.”

“You mean, fight another dungeon builder?” gasped Siwang. “We could die if we do that.”

“We could,” I said, squeezing his shoulder. “But we have to make a stand. It’s not going to be easy. It’s going to be dangerous. But it’ll be two on one.”

“I’m not all that powerful, Leo,” Siwang said, shuffling his feet and looking down.

“Like I said in the message, I’ve found the Thunder Shrine. You will get another companion and more monster girls. You’ll be even stronger. So let’s work together and show the world that we’re not like this cock-sucker Sulanga. That we’re not despots that conquer. That we’re here to help. That we’re not this world’s enemy.

“We’re its allies. A check against the dungeon builders who go rogue. Who think their power makes them tyrants that can do what they want. They’re wrong, and we’re going to prove it.”

Ms. Trueno clapped. Not mockingly. She had this huge smile on her lips, nodding in pride. Her copper-scaled boobs jiggled. I smiled back at her, glad that I brought my teacher to this world. She was so supportive.

“You really believe that you’re here to stop the dungeon builders that conquer us?” Kassie asked, looking up at me. “That you’re here to truly put an end to their cruelties and atrocities.”

“I do,” I said. “It’s the only way that there can be peace. We have to stop hating each other and see that each other are just people. With hopes. Dreams. And flaws. I’m not perfect, but I’m not going to be a monster. Fuck that. I lucked out and survived my early stages as a dungeon builder, and now I’m in a position to do something to make this world better. I’m taking it.”

Kassie swallowed. “I’m glad. We really need you.”

Halia knelt by Kassie. “You know, I am looking for adventurers to serve Leo.”

“What?” Kassie asked, her head snapping over to her.

“Adventurers that go out into the world to challenge the bad dungeon builders,” Halia continued. “The Lady of Light has blessed me when I swore myself to Leo. I have begun gathering and training others who see that he’s a great man who will change this world. I can teach how to fight, but I can’t teach magic. I need others who are seasoned.”

“You think I’m an adventurer?” asked Kassie.

“I do,” said Halia. She flicked her eyes up and down her. “That’s how you escaped with them, right? You have experience fighting monster girls.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Kassie said. “An adventurer who fights for a dungeon builder.”

“And takes out the bad ones,” said Halia. “That’s my dream. Lord Leo is a great man. He showed that to me, and I think you’re seeing it. You can say no. He’ll still help your people, but I would be honored to have a fierce Halfling mage on our side.”

Kassie glanced at my monster girls. “Will I have to be like them?” She arched her eyebrows suggestively. “I know that more than a few dungeon builders like their harems.”

“Oh, my big bro is horny even for a dungeon builder,” said Garnet, her wings fluttering. My little sister winked at me. “It’s why we all love him so much.”

“That we do,” said Feya. “I served the Twins originally, and I am much happier in Leo’s harem than my pig of a husband’s.”

“You don’t have to be his lover,” said Halia. “You just have to protect him. In fact, if you serve him, you can help us fight to retake your city.”

“I do want that,” said Kassie. She glanced back at me, a considering look on her face.

I knelt before her to look her in the eyes. I would love to have a mage in service to me. Find what was up with those teleportation circles. But I could never force her to join. “I would love to have you serving me, but I pledge to you that I will save your people.”

“You really protect people, don’t you,” Kassie said. “I saw the villagers. They’re guarded by your monster girls but are happy. I even saw some of the women talking with a pair of goblins. They were laughing. Telling jokes.”

“You can talk to any of them,” I said. “Bellia’s around, right?”

“Lord Leo?” gasped one of the adventurers that were from the village that Halia was training. She had eyes wet for me, eager to make love to me. She had sucked my cock very well. “You need me?”

“Just wanting Kassie to understand that I’m not a tyrant,” I said.

“I don’t think you’re a tyrant,” Kassie said. “It’s just… Asking you for help and serving you are such different things.”

“I’m glad that I serve him,” said Bellia. “Even if the rest of the village hadn’t agreed to serve him, I would. He saved my life. This bastard dungeon builder named Jindag kidnapped me and other girls. Leo attacked his dungeon, slew him, and saved us all. Now I’m learning to fight for him. I train with monster girls. And I’m not the only one. We love him here. He has defended us three times. Three times he didn’t need to. He risked his life to protect us.”

“Thanks, Bellia,” I said.

“Lord Leo,” she breathed, this look of naughty excitement on her face.

Kassie sighed. “You know what, I’m convinced. I want to free my people, but more importantly, I want it to end. Dungeon builders have been a scourge on our world for thousands of years.” She dropped to her knee. “Lord Leo, I pledge my service to you.”

I felt her request coming in. I accepted it.

She shuddered and shook her head. “What was that? I felt… something fall on me.”

“Words have power when a dungeon builder is involved,” I said. “I am glad to take you into my service, Kassie.”

“Your life is now tied to his,” Halia added. “So long as he lives, so do we.”

“Wait, what?” gasped the mage.

“You can be released,” I said. “I will let you go. I’m not going to hold you. We should have mentioned that before you swore.”

“And everyone here in Astovin has sworn to you, Lord Leo?” Kassie asked. “This entire village swore to you and will die if you do? I mean, dungeon builders get killed all the time.”

“They agreed to do that,” I said. “I was as shocked as you are, but this was what they wanted. I couldn’t say no to them.”

“And you’re still willing to attack Sulanga and liberate my people?” Kassie asked.

“Yes,” I said. “We’re going to have to start scouting. Halia, grab the map. We’re going to go see Fara. She’ll have to get on this.”

“Fara?” asked Kassie, glancing at the halfling elders watching us.

“My elven scholar,” I said. “Bellia, tell Mayor Bevlin to find space for the halfling refugees and to see they’re fed and cared for. If any are injured, I’ll be back as soon as I can to heal them.”

“Of course, my lord,” the young woman said and darted out of the room.

“Siwang, you still want the Thunder Glyph?” I asked him.

Siwang, still looking pale, nodded. “I do. Thank you.”

His mother leaned in and whispered something to him. He glanced at her and shrugged. I frowned. What was going on there? Should I be worried?

There was no riding on the horses back, not with Kassie and Siwang with us. So we walked down the tunnel. Halia asked Kassie about the types of monster girls. What worried me where their compositions. Sulanga had Wind, Fire, Lightning, and Life glyphs, but his monster girls were none that I had. Hippogriffs made sense, they were wind so I wouldn’t know them, but phoenixes, thunderbirds, and werewolves were Fire, Lightning, and Life respectively.

He had Level 3 Monster Girls.

That was a worry. My stomach twisted at the thought of having to fight more powerful monster girls. I had done it once. My Level 1 Monster Girls had barely held their own against Level 2 Monster Girls. This was my fear, though. I didn’t know what the power difference was.

But I did have numerical advantages. I had more glyphs than him. Eleven to his four. I had more companions, which would be stronger than his Level 3’s. So there was that. And I would have the element of surprise.

If we figured this out.

At the entrance room to my dungeon, I asked Siwang if he was comfortable going to the Thunder Glyph on his own.

“I just have to get started on the plans,” I said. “I hope you can understand that.”

“Of course, of course,” Siwang said, nodding. “This is all so shocking. But I do understand. Just, eh, let me know what I can do.”

“I will.”

I sent Du with him as the guide. She had come with him for his dungeon as an escort. My wildhound yipped happily. She jumped up and planted her hands on my shoulders. She licked my chin to my lips and kissed me.

“I will do it happily, Lord Leo!” she said.

She then scampered off on all fours, her bushy black tail swaying behind her.

“Are all your monster girls like that?” asked Kassie.

“The puppies are just more enthusiastic than others,” said Garnet. Her crimson wings fluttered. “But they’re good girls. Leo has more wildhounds than any other monster girls. He trusts them a lot.”

Kassie nodded. Then she stared at the entrance-way. Today, it was guarded by the Overgrown Room. The three quetzalcoatls and all five unicorns appeared out of the brush to greet us. Well, the unicorns darted back into cover at the sight of Kassie. But the quetzalcoatl’s descended from above and landed on their serpent tails, their rainbow wings folding in.

“Don’t mind the unicorns,” Vaivory said as she leaned down to greet Kassie. “Welcome to Lord Leo’s service. I’m so glad that you’re working with him. He’s so wonderful.”

“Yes, yes, he’s an amazing lord,” said Skale, another of the quetzalcoatls. She beamed down at the halfling. “I’m Skale. And the unicorns will get used to you. They’re shy.”

“Cautious,” Rih called, peeking out from behind a bush, her golden horn gleaming.

“I’ve heard unicorns are fierce fighters,” muttered Kassie. “I didn’t think they would be so shy.”

“They and the arachnes are very nervous around newcomers,” I said. “But when they’re defending the place, they are as fierce as any of the others. They’re good girls.”

I gave my quetzalcoatls kisses, because they were good girls, and groped a few tits and fondled some plump rumps.

“Boy, you are a horny one,” Kassie said as we headed into the tunnel.

“He’s the biggest perv in the world,” said Maya. My best friend strolled at my side. “He brought his own mother here and his favorite porn star.”

“And his busty teacher,” Ms. Trueno added. “In class, he would just stare at my tits instead of pay attention to my lessons.”

“You knew each other before?” Kassie asked, her brow furrowing. “And what’s a porn star?”

“Well, I guess we should tell her where dungeon builders come from,” said Maya.

As we made our way through the dungeon, Kassie just shook her head in disbelief. “I thought dungeon builders just appeared fully formed out of the evils of this world. I never knew you came from another world and were just… plopped here.”

“Told to protect my Void Crystal,” I said. “That’s all we’re given. It’s fucked up, right?”

“Yeah,” said Kassie. “And then you don’t know what’s going on. You get attacked. You start fighting back, and we see that as evil and do worse.”

“Until we either get so wounded that we turn into monsters out of anger and rage and fear, or we were already dicks who see this as a way to fulfill power fantasies,” I said. “The Incarnation, Queen Puabi, doesn’t seem to have much rhyme or reason on why she brings anyone over here.”

“I’ve never even heard of this Queen Puabi,” said Kassie. “We just…”

“Kill the dungeon builder and smash the Void Crystal,” I said, shrugging. “You never wanted to know because when you know something, it’s harder to hate it. To demonize it. Makes things easier when you’re not weighed down with all that crap.”

“Yeah,” she said. She looked around. “You have quite the extensive dungeon. Eleven glyphs, you say.”

I nodded.

“But no really powerful monster girls.” She shook her head. “Can you take on Sulanga?”

“Yeah,” I said. “But retaking the city might be out of the question. We might have to settle for rescuing those enslaved and relocating them. At the very least, we need to get them out of Sharithin. It must be close to his dungeon?”

She nodded.

“It’ll be a good staging ground for us to go after his dungeon,” I said. “And I don’t want your people getting caught up in it.”

“Yes, yes, an evacuation has merits,” said Halia.

“And if you destroy Sharithin fighting over it?” Kassie asked, folding her arm and not looking happy about it.

“It can be rebuilt. Lives can’t.” I opened the door to the darkness room. It was pitch-black but we could still see. “Watch the edge. There’s no railing.”

“Oh, this is a cruel trap room,” Kassie said. “Are those will o’ wisps lining the walls.”

“Yep,” I said. “No way to get to the will o’ wisps from the dungeon, either. I have to use my powers to put them there.” I waved to Sviesos and Zaibas.

Dvasia blew me a kiss.

“It’s eerie how I can see,” Kassie said. “I feel perfectly safe in your dungeon, Lord Leo. It’s backward. I shouldn’t be able to know where the traps are. Or that I can just stand on them and not set them off.”

“You’re part of the dungeon,” I said. “I can move you around with my Void Crystal.”

“It’s disorienting,” said Halia. “He often doesn’t tell you. Then you’re just somewhere else.”

“This is… fascinating,” she said.

We crossed the Darkness Room and headed down the stairs to the second level and the third labyrinth. The orcs made sure we ran into them. We entered the Flooded Bridge Room, the mermaids more than nice enough to raise the bridge and rotate it for us while the other two quetzalcoatls flew through the air above us.

“I love this room,” Maya said. “Sometimes I just go for a swim with the mermaids and hippocampi. Just melt into it.”

Kassie peered down into the water where Pani was waving up at us, her green hair plastered around her head. “Yeah, I bet it’s fun.”

We passed through the guard room where Usiku, Paanee, and Baaghi lived then headed to the throne room. I would have to make Kassie her own quarters, I realized. I probably should start thinking about more in depths dormitories for the adventurers. They could each get their own room.

We passed the throne room, headed down to the final level where my living quarters were. The other monster girl companions were all eager to meet Kassie. The halfling was unfazed by meeting my busty dryad mother, my angel MILF, my devilish porn star, my petite animated statue, my voluptuous golem, my gorgeous lightning sprite, my dark banshee, and my wicked ice sprite.

I entered Fara’s study and found her with the maps already unfolded.

“We are going to have to drive the tunnel far to reach Sharithin,” Fara said the moment I walked in. My elf turned around, as naked as the monster girls and equally as unconcerned. “This will be the longest tunnel yet. It’s to the Southeast of here on the other side of the Low Carianith Mountains. It will be a stretch, but I have been doing calculations and talking with Souleen. It’s doable.”

“Good,” I said. “Let’s get working on the actual path. I want it charted out so I can build it. I want my wildhounds scouting the city as soon as possible.”

“If you could send in Hagane to help me with the calculations,” said Fara, “we’ll begin figuring it out for you.” The elf glanced down at the halfling. “A mage. Excellent. Perhaps she can help us with the teleportation circle.”

“Teleportation circle?” asked Kassie, her brow furrowing.

I nodded to Fara. “Thanks for the help. Let me know when it’s done.” I smiled at Kassie. “I have something to show you that we found in the First Dungeon.”

Her jaw dropped. “The first dungeon. Meskalamdug the Flaming Devil? Isn’t he just a myth?”

I grinned at her.

Chapter Nineteen

“Lady Lamashtu’s burning cunt,” gasped Kassie as she stared at the teleportation circle. It was one of the few parts of the First Dungeon that had been preserved. I had destroyed the rest searching for mana veins. They had long gone dry save for one.

“So you recognize it?” I asked.

“This is truly a teleportation circle?” she asked, shaking her head. She bent down and read the glyphs on the edge. “This is… impressive. It uses Light and Wind to work. I can’t believe it. This is brilliant. This is magic that is rarely ever attempted. Magic circles inscribed in the ground to perform such a complex act. And… It uses them both at the same time. Two glyphs at once.”

“So, that’s a big deal,” I said, bending down and staring at the glyphs. “You can read it.”

She nodded. “It’s the arcane script. The style’s a little archaic, but it hasn’t changed much. We do it the same way that our mentors teach us as theirs did. It works. If you mess with the symbols too much, it doesn’t.”

“Interesting,” I said. “Your medallion has the Fire and Ice glyphs on it. But there’s also arcane script on the edges.” It looked a lot like the cuneiform writings that we found.

She raised her copper disc. She stroked it. “This lets me use Ice and Fire magic. It’s a shortcut. You see, all magic spells require a magic circle, but that’s slow to draw. This lets me cast Basic and Intermediary Fire and Ice spells without having to spend the time to make a circle. Those are what we call natural spells.”

“Natural?”

“They are spells that are woven into the fabric of this world. There are Laws that underlie the Twelve Elements. In those laws are the natural spells. The ones that don’t take any special research to create. Like this teleportation circle. The natural spells just… work.”

“Are they the same Basic and Intermediary spells that I can cast?” I asked then stood up. “Incarnation of flames, let the passion of Lady Lamashtu embrace!”

My body became fire. The Flamebody spell engulfed me in flames but I didn’t burn.

“Flamebody,” she said. “Yes, a natural Intermediary Spell. I don’t have to steal the power from the Gods like you do. My seal is the shortcut. I just have to say one quick phrase. Izi Su!”

Her body burst into fire. She crackled just like I did. The light dancing from us played over the glyphs of the teleportation circle and the stone walls around us. Hers had erupted so fast. She became a bright torch in moments.

“Damn,” said Maya. “That was neat.”

“Yeah, big bro,” Garnet said.

“Color me impressed,” said Nina Naughty.

“I can do it, too,” I muttered, glancing at the three monster girls who had accompanied us down here, too. “I’m doing it right now.”

“But you have to say that long incantation,” said Nina. “She just speaks that quick phrase and… poof. She’s engulfed in fire.”

The flames around Kassie vanished.

I dismissed mine and asked, “So if I steal the power from the gods, then where does your power come from?”

“From my own life,” she said. “Or this.” From within her robe, she produced a small, black crystal. I heard a faint whooshing sound as it drew in power just like my Void Crystal did.

“That’s a fragment of a dungeon builder’s Void Crystal,” I said, swallowing. “It works just like one, right? I had heard they were valuable.”

“Nothing better for a mana battery,” she said. “My reward for conquering my first dungeon. A Light builder. Two of my companions died.” She thrust the crystal back into her pocket. “We caught him young. Before he could grow dangerous.”

My stomach churned. Before he could be turned dangerous, I thought. That had almost been me.

“Do you understand this circle?” I asked, pointing to it. “Could you replicate it? I would love to have this so I could move around my dungeon faster.”

“Maybe,” she said. “I’ll study it. I think I get the principal. It’s a standard magic circle, just one not formulated the way I’ve ever seen. That makes sense since it’s using two glyphs at once to do a single act, teleportation.”

The way she grinned. She was a cute thing. Dimples shone in her dark-brown cheeks.

“Thank you,” I said. “You need something, just ask me or one of my monster girls. Fara, Hagane, and Nina are the best at the research stuff.”

“Yep,” said Nina. “This porn star loves all that ancient shit.”

Kassie glanced at the three monster girls with us. “You have quite the harem of interesting girls, Lord Leo. They’re all quite different in temperament and personality.”

“But we’re all sexy,” Garnet said. “Kweh, heh, heh!”

“They are delicious,” I said. “Don’t feel like you have to join the harem.”

“Though you want to try a halfling, don’t you?” she asked, arching an eyebrow at me. “You’re thinking about what it would be like to have a small and sexy halfling riding your cock. Humans always do.”

I shrugged. “It might have crossed my mind.”

“Big perv, it definitely crossed your mind,” said Maya, shaking her head. “You can’t turn your back on him. He’s just a letch.”

“Lord Leo!” Du yipped. “Siwang’s with me. He wants to talk to you.”

I turned and found Siwang, his wraith mother, and Du heading towards us. “You used the Glyph without a problem.”

“I have,” said Siwang. He held out his hand. “Thank you for sharing that with me. I know it’s a big gesture. I won’t let your faith in me down.”

“You better not,” muttered Nina.

I shot her a warning glance then shook my friend’s hand. “I made a promise.”

“Well, I have to get back to my dungeon. I have some new monster girls to make.”

I released his hand and said, “I’ll let you know when we’re ready. Keep you in on the plan.”

Siwang shifted. “I don’t know how much help I can be.” He rubbed at the back of his neck. “I mean, I have my own dungeon to defend, and I don’t have the army of monster girls that you do, Leo.”

I thought about that. “Why don’t you drive a tunnel to Astovin. You can put your entrance there. If you have the mana to reach that far.”

“Not sure that I do, but I don’t see what that would do,” he said.

“If you put it up inside the walls, then any adventurers would have to get past my defenders,” I said. “It’ll be safer for you anyways than having to walk through the fields to get there. A secure supply line.”

He stared at me for a moment. “You trust me that much?”

“Yeah, I do,” I said.

Siwang glanced at his mother. “Okay, I’ll go back, make my new monster girls, and see if I can drive my tunnel that far. Where should I pop it out?”

“Village green,” I said. “Right in the middle. Nice and safe.”

“Okay,” he said. “We’ll be in touch.”

He turned and headed back down the tunnel, his mother clinging to him. Mist trailed after her curvy figure. Du paced them, her tail wagging. I watched them leave, hoping this wasn’t a mistake. I could feel Nina judging me.

“I trust him, Nina,” I sent to her.

“I didn’t say anything, Director,” she answered me. “But this gives him a conduit to attack Astovin Village.”

“Why would he? I have enough forces to annihilate him. Besides, he’s not that sort of person.” He better not be. I was putting a lot of faith in him. This had to work. There had to be someone that I could trust.

“Do you have this?” I asked Kassie. “The magic circle.”

“I do,” she said. “You’re going to leave me alone?”

“If Nina wants to stay and hang out with you, that’s fine,” I said. “I have some new spells to test out. I have to know what they do before we go into battle with Sulanga.”

“Yeah, sure,” said Nina. She squatted down. “Sounds interesting.”

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“So,” Nina Naughty said after Director Leo, Maya, and Garnet had left, “how does this work.” The devil glanced at the circle. It was large. “The Light and Wind Glyphs are repeated at each of the eight points on the circle.”

“Just like on this disc,” said Kassie. The halfling held out her magical circle. “It’s the principle of how a magic circle works. How it directs the energy.”

“May I?” Nina nodded to the disc the halfling wore.

She took it off and worked the chain down the long braid of red hair she had. She held it in her hand and said, “Each magic circle has eight points on it. The words in between channel the spell. Each of the eight points represents something, and the words written after it are very important. It starts here at the top. The North Point.”

“I see,” said Nina.

“This is the point that roots the circle with the caster.” Kassie slid her slender finger to the Northeast Point. “Here, the magic is connected with the caster. The East Point is the Point of Communication. It is where the magic flows into the circle.”

“Got it,” said Nina, frowning. “The Southeast Point holds the command that directs the magic. The South Point energizes the power. Swelling it. Then it moves to the Southwest Point where it magnifies the power with a purpose. From there it moves to the West Point. This point directs the power. Channels it. Last, it reaches the Northwest Point. It is from here that a spell is unleashed.”

“And the writing around it?” asked Nina.

“That is… the spell.” Kassie pointed to the script of the larger teleportation circle. “See, they are different. My magic circle is to let me cast natural spells with ease. It has a generic circle.”

“What does it say?” An eagerness shot through Nina. “This is very fascinating.”

“Starting from the North Point, it reads, ‘The will reaches out to the universe!” She slid to the Northeast Point. “’The universe responds with energy!’” To the East. “’The intent is realized!’ ‘The spell is created!’ ‘The power builds!’” She reached the Southwest Point. “’Purpose shapes the spell.’ ‘The spell flows to the universe!’” She reached the final point. The Northwest Point. “’My will is carried out!’”

Nina nodded. “So the circle does the incantation for you, and that little phrase you chanted just tells the circle which precise spell to activate and run through your incantation?”

“Yep,” the mage said. “Now this circle, it has a unique spell built into it.”

“What does it say?” Nina asked, eager to find out.

Kassie shrugged. “I’ll have to decipher it. The arcane script is not something I can just read on the fly. I know what my circle says by heart. But give me some time, I’ll crack it. It still works on the same principle. And there are parts of it that I recognize. There are common words that I expect to see at the various points. This is still just remarkable to find. A teleportation circle. I want to make this work.”

“Me, too,” I said. “Let’s get some paper down here.” Nina concentrated “Nos, can you get some paper from Fara’s room and bring it down to the magic circle in the first dungeon.”

“On it, Nina!” Nos answered.

“Okay, I just heard that in my mind,” Kassie said. “We have telepathy.”

“Courtesy of the Void Crystal,” Nina said and winked.

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Back in my throne room, I decided to practice my magic. See what these new spells were all about. Garnet and Maya were sitting behind me on their thrones. I had twelve of them up there, mine and all my companions.

“Let’s go, big bro!” Garnet whooped. “Let’s see what the power of the Thunder can do!”

I focused on the first spell, Thunder Hammer. The words rose out of my soul. It was time to steal the power from Lord Ishkur, God of Thunder. “Hammer concusses, let the might of Lord Ishkur deafen!”

A hammer flung out and hit the wall where it burst with a deafening roar. It made my ears pop. Getting hit by it must disorient someone. Make them stumble about and leave them dazed. I could see some good uses for it.

The next Beginner Tier spell was internal. Magnify Voice. “Voices carry, let the commanding tone of Lady Kittu carry!”

I turned around and faced my women as they sat on the dais, both of them staring at me waiting for me to do something. I winked at them then rolled my shoulders. “How’s it going!”

They both clamped their hands over their ears as my normal spoken voice boomed like I had shouted into a megaphone. They shook their heads, Garnet glaring at me. I grinned at them. I bet if I shouted…

“Don’t use that indoors,” said Maya. “I’m made of water. Your shout reverberated through me.”

“Yeah, that’s for speaking to a crowd or something,” Garnet said.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” I said. “Let’s see. Last in the Beginner Tier is an alarm spell, but I don’t think I’ll use that much. It lets me make a spot give an alert if someone enters it or another trigger.”

“Those rituals are sort of situational,” said Maya.

“So what do you got in the Intermediate Tier?” my little sister asked, clapping her hands together. “I bet it’ll blow us away.”

“Probably,” I said. “Ready for Concussive Burst?”

“No,” Maya said, wincing. Tense ripples washed across her features and down her body to her round breasts.

Garnet thrust fingers into her ears. “Ready, big bro!”

“Thunderclap deafens, let the roar of Lord Ishkur disorient!”

At a point down the throne room, just beyond the map, a thunderclap erupted. The growl rumbled over us. Anyone in the midst of that would be hurt by the shock wave and disoriented by the sound. Maya shuddered on the throne, shaking her head.

“Maybe this will help you,” I said. “Sound vanishes, let the might of Lord Ishkur silence!”

Maya blinked. “I can’t hear anything!” she shouted in that way of a deaf person who speaks louder without knowing it. “Did you just deafen me, Leo?”

I flashed her a thumbs up. The Deafen spell did just what it claimed.

“What’s next?” Garnet asked as I dismissed that spell.

“A really dumb one,” I said. “Perfect Pitch. It’ll let me have a perfect singing voice.”

“Weird,” said Garnet. “Sometimes the spells are strange.”

“Yeah,” I said. “Beautiful song, let the aria of Lady Kittu sing!”

“Now sing something, big bro?” Garnet said.

I frowned and thought about it. I never was much of a singer, but then the words to American Pie flitted in my mind. I started singing it. Maya and Garnet both leaned forward. My voice sounded so sonorous and deep. They poured out of me in a way that was both embarrassing and thrilling. I was happy that I had cast it.

Then I dismissed it.

“Wow,” said Maya. “What a shame you can’t cast that on others. You could make your own awesome a cappella monster girl band and go on tour. Then you’d unite this world through the power of song.”

I gave my undine a look.

“What?” she asked.

I shook my head. “Thunder’s an okay magic at this level. Two good offensive spells. The ritual… You know…” I frowned as an idea popped into my mind. “No one comes to the valley that leads to the entrance. I could put the alarm spell there. Give us some more warning of adventurers coming. You know, I think I’ll go do that.”

“Once you have the orcs secure the valley,” Maya said, standing up. “We can’t have you going out there unprotected like that.”

“Really?” I asked. “Just a quick jaunt outside.”

“Rituals take time,” said Maya, folding her arms beneath her breasts. “And adventurers could come at any time. So let’s not take chances. If you don’t order them, I’ll have words with your mother.”

“That’s low,” I said, shaking my head.

“Keeping you alive is important,” Maya said. “You’re an important man, and important men have bodyguards that keep them safe.”

“Your own secret service of busty orcs!” squealed Garnet. “I love it. Let’s do it, Dark Lord Big Bro! I’m in for it.”

“Fine,” I said and sent the message for the orcs to meet me at the front of my dungeon. “There, you happy, Maya!”

“That does make me happy,” Maya said, a big grin on her face. “Now go cast your ritual and have fun with your sexy orcs.”

Zobens and her group of orcs were more than happy to escort me out of the dungeon. The green-skinned and strong beauties surrounded me like they were the bodyguards to a sultan. Sexy and deadly all at the same time. Like that guy who used to run Libya had.

An all female bodyguard.

We moved through the dungeon, the other monster girls all appearing to say hi. Smerta was drilling the oozes combat techniques that made use of their gelatinous bodies so they could be better at taking out individuals.

Cikhala, Cikata, and Philtara all smiled at the sight of me, bouncing up and down, their breasts ballooning to their busty size they possessed when they played with me or each other. When they fought, they had leaner builds. Their blue, translucent flesh was always a sight.

“Leo,” Smerta said, nodding. The valkyrie stood tall and deadly. She was a valuable member of my dungeon. Captain of the first layer of defenses. If I was gone, she would control things. And I would be gone soon.

I reached the entrance hall. Today, it was the Stalactite Room. It didn’t even have monster girls in it. A trap room that they would have to survive right off the bat to really throw off adventurers. My dungeon was becoming famous.

I might have to devise some new rooms to mix things up.

I stepped into the cave entrance, made to look natural and not be a part of the dungeon. The entrance was hidden, but adventurers found it way too easy. I moved through the cave, getting nervous. The moment I left it behind, I would be outdoors.

Maya’s words were fucking with me now. I had felt safe going outside by myself, but now…

If a band of adventurers found me in the middle of setting up the Alarm ritual, then I could be in trouble, even killed, before I had a chance to react. But I had Zobens, Briesmoni, Slepkavi, Orka, and Dzelzs to watch my back. The five orcs donned their celestial gold armor and weapons. Blessed by Lady Sherida, the Goddess of Light, they had slightly better equipment than the standard orc.

I wondered why the Goddess of Light was on my side when the other gods were against dungeon builders. Demons that were hunting the Incarnation. That was why she needed me to get strong. To protect her from those “gods.”

So why was one helping me? Blessing my orcs. Choosing Halia to be a paladin after she decided to help me.

I was missing something important.

I closed my eyes and started the alarm spell. I put it on the valley before my dungeon to trigger when any creature that walked on two legs entered. That would cover almost anything that would attack me. It would alert the entire dungeon, a new warning to ring out. Get them ready to deter any intruders.

It made me think about hiding some spotters, too, little towers that I could cover with illusions like the Observatory thrusting up the top of the mountain. I thought about that as my mind wandered. Saying the same phrase over and over was tedious.

It took hours to extend the alarm spell across the whole valley. And once it was done, the orcs and I tripped it. We were creatures who walked on two legs. But, at least, it proved that it worked even if it gave a fright to everyone in the dungeon.

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