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Story Codes: Female/Female, Teen male/Females, Female/Females, Female Masturbation, Teen male/Female, Incest, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Rimming, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Fantasy, Gamelit

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Chapter Five

Esclava spun out of the shadows. A busty woman with dark-red skin and coal-black hair. She had a model’s grace and presence, a fire burning in her depths. The ifrit, one of Sulanga’s companions, smiled in delight at the sight of Leo.

“Ooh, good, that bitch went down,” she said.

“That bitch submitted.”

Esclava threw back her head at my correction. Her large breasts heaved at that. “Oh, that’s good. That’s wonderful. Of course, you tamed her. You crushed that sadist bastard into the ground. Did you make the king grovel?”

“He’s not a sadist.”

She sighed. “Well, I suppose we have peace like we planned. Everything’s all working out.”
“Everything’s all working out,” I said. “Now I need to speak with the dwarves again. See if we can make that alliance, and if so… I want you to be my ambassador to them.”

She arched a thin, black eyebrow. “Me? Mmm, trying to send me off to boringsville?”

“It won’t be boring,” I said. “I’m going to summon seven naughty werefoxes to make it entertaining.”

“Werefoxes, huh?” She furrowed her brow. “Like, they are women who turn into foxes? Aren’t foxes small?”

“And vicious,” I said. “They are Level 1 Monster Girls. Though I inherited them from Sulanga.”

“Oh, right, right,” she said. “He killed that dungeon builder’s bitch with this orange hair that fell down her body. She was tall but petite. With green eyes. She turned into this little rodent that tried to bite me. I burned her alive.”

“Well, these ones won’t be trying to kill you,” I said. “Is that a problem?”

“I killed her for that prick. I hope a goat fucks his mother every day.” She spat.

I chuckled and gripped the Void Crystal. I sank into the Life section and found the werefoxes. They were as she described them. Tall, petite, orange hair and with a pale body and green eyes. They had a playful vibe to them.

A name spoke out of the darkness.

“Lomri, appear!” I cried.

She appeared out of the night and stretched her back. The were-monster girls were always the most human in appearance. Almost nothing about them was like a monster, but they could turn into their creature.

Lomri had a grace about her. The tip of her nose twitched as she stalked toward us. She reached me and sniffed at me. “Mmm, you smell good, Lord Leo.”

“Of course he does,” said Esclava. “He owns your pretty ass.”

“I know.” Lomri turned to Esclava and did the same thing. “Mmm, you smell nice, but…” She moved around Esclava and nuzzled into her butt-cheeks. “Oh, that’s good.”

“What?” gasped Esclava as the werefox pressed her face into the ifrit’s butt-cheeks. “She’s licking my asshole! She just… started licking my butt. Is that natural?”

“All monster girls have their eccentricities,” I said. “Enjoy having your asshole licked. She looks like she’s loving your scent.”

“Mmm,” purred Lomri.

“Fuck my mother,” gasped Esclava as she squirmed there. “Oh, wow, she’s got her tongue just sliding around my asshole. The dirty girl!”

I smiled and gripped the Void Crystal. Another name spoke to me. “Jangalee!”

Jangalee sprang out of the darkness and rushed right to me. She pressed her nose into my neck and sniffed me. “You smell so good, Lord Leo.”

“Thanks,” I said, winking at her. “You have good tastes.”

“I know!” Then she darted around me and did something no other monster girl had.

She dropped to her knees, sniffed deeply at my butt, and pressed her face into my butt-crack. I gasped as she tongued my asshole. I had never felt that in my life. Her tongue swept over my backdoor. It was hot and wet.

I didn’t moan the way Esclava did. It wasn’t that amazing, but it was different. I shuddered, gripping the crystal as that naughty tongue slid around my asshole. My dick throbbed as a third name whispered to me.

“Shikaara! Appear!”

She flounced out of the darkness and went right for my cock. She dropped to her knees before me and rubbed her cheek against the tip. She groaned in delight. “Your dick smells so good, Lord Leo!”

She turned her head and bathed the crown of my cock. I groaned as she did that. She licked at me. Her tongue swiped over the crown of my cock. I trembled at the bliss sweeping through me. My face twisted as I trembled in shock.

Jangalee kept licking my asshole as Shikaara engulfed the crown of my cock. She worked her lips up and down my dick. It felt absolutely amazing to have her doing that. I loved her bobbing her head. The rimming was nice, but I loved the cock-sucking.

She worked her mouth up and down my dick. She suckled on me with passion. She nursed with everything she had. I loved that. My dick twitched in her mouth as I enjoyed what she did to me. I gripped the Void Crystal to summon the fourth werefox.

“You dirty, dirty werefox,” gasped Esclava. “Oh, wow you have your tongue deep in me!”

I smiled as I enjoyed Shikaara’s blowjob. Jangalee swept her tongue around my asshole as I received the fourth name. “Laal! Appear!”

Laal squealed as she bounced out of the darkness. She didn’t even hesitate to rush right toward Esclava. The Level 1 Life monster girl dropped to her knees, her cute ass wiggling, and pressed her face into the ifrit’s hairless pussy.

“Oh, you smell yummy!” Laal cooed and licked the ifrit.

“Oh, yes!” Esclava exclaimed. “Fuck your mother with a goat! Just keep licking me like that. That’s so good. Yes, yes, just like that! Ooh, I love that tongue. You’re both so delicious. Laal! Lomri! Ooh, we’re going to work together just fine!”

I smiled, glad that the werefoxes would be such a delight to enjoy. Especially with that hot mouth working up and down my cock. Jangalee rimmed my asshole as Shikaara worked her mouth up and down my dick, sucking at me with passion. She nursed at me with such hunger.

It was an exciting moment to enjoy. I loved that so much. My heart pounded in my chest as she worked her mouth up and down my cock. She suckled with all her passion. It was a thrill to have her doing that. Just a wonderful treat.

“Yes, yes, just like that,” she whimpered. “You two are going to make me cum.”

“Make her cum,” I groaned, Shikaara’s tongue sliding around the crown of my dick. “Now let’s see… Santara! Come on down!”

“Is this a game show now?” whimpered Esclava. The ifrit model shuddered, her big boobs jiggling. “Yes, yes, just like that. Fuck your mother, Lomri! That tongue feels amazing in my asshole!”

“I bet it does!” Santara squealed as she appeared. “Ooh, Lord Leo, this looks so much fun! Yay!”

She dropped to her knees behind Shikaara. Santara parted her sister’s butt-cheeks and buried her face in. She licked. Lapped. Rimmed her sister blowing me. That made this even hotter. I loved this so much. My dick throbbed in Shikaara’s mouth. Jangalee tongued my asshole, adding this other sensation to the mix.

Shikaara sucked harder as her sister rimmed her asshole. I loved the sensation of the werefox sucking on my dick. They were fun. I wanted more of them to join the group. To have a real wild orgy with Esclava.

“Khaanga, join the fun!” I groaned, my nuts twitching from Shikaara’s playful suckling.

Khaanga spun out of place, surveyed things, and gasped, “Laal! You have a cute ass! Yay!”

She sprang at her sister, dropped to her knees, and planted her face into Laal’s butt-crack. These werefoxes really loved eating ass. That was six of them summoned. Six of them were so eager to have a good time. I loved what I saw.

I let one more name whisper to me out of the darkness. “Ghaata! Come have fun!”

Ghaata burst out of the darkness and stared around. She sniffed the air, quivering like she couldn’t decide what she wanted to do. She flicked her gaze from Santara’s rump to Khaanga’s. She quivered there, clearly torn on who she would play with.

I loved the way she couldn’t make up her mind as the pressure built in my nuts. I rose toward a mighty orgasm. I would have a huge burst of cum. I would flood Shikaara’s mouth. My butt-cheeks clenched around Jangalee’s face.

“You all smell so good,” whimpered Ghaata. Her green eyes flicked to me. “Lord Leo! They smell good! And so do I!”

She bent in half and buried her face into her own pussy. I watched her feasting on her own cunt in a display of auto-erotica mastery. It was something to behold. I groaned, my nuts tightening as Shikaara suckled on me so hard.

Esclava moaned beside me, enjoying Lomri’s tongue stroking through her asshole and Laal licking at her cunt. The air was filled with moans and the wet slurps of tongues sliding over sphincters. I shuddered, my fingers sliding through Shikaara’s hair.

I gripped her locks. I couldn’t hold back any longer. This was so good. This was just what I needed to feel. I groaned at how amazing it was to have that hot mouth sliding up and down my cock. I savored it so much.

“Fuck,” I groaned as the pressure rose.

“Fuck your mother!” squealed Esclava.

The ifrit climaxed. She bucked and shuddered, her passion echoing through the air. I loved the sounds she made as she came on Lomri’s and Laal’s mouths. She drowned the former with all her passion. Laal must be in heaven right now.

“Yummy!” Laal moaned.

Shikaara ran her tongue around my dick. I groaned at how wonderful that felt. My balls burst with delight. My cum fired out of my dick and flooded Shikaara’s mouth. I threw back my head and groaned out my bliss.

“Fuck, yes!” I gasped.

I pumped blast after blast of my cum into her mouth. She swallowed it all down. She whimpered, her butt-cheeks squeezing about Santara’s face as I flooded her with my spunk. Shikaara gulped down more and more of my jizz.

“Goddamn, yes!” I groaned, Jangalee licking at my asshole. “You playful sluts!”

“I love them!” Esclava moaned, her body quivering through all her pleasure.

I trembled, my heart pounding in my chest. This was an incredible rush. I savored every moment of ecstasy that swept through me. Every last moment of bliss gushed through my body. It was excellent. Amazing.

“Damn,” I groaned. “Oh, damn, that’s so good. Just like that. Ooh, you’re making me feel so loved, Shikaara!”

I fired the last blast of my cum into her mouth. I trembled as she ripped her mouth off my cock and scampered from me, leaving Santara with no ass to lick. The naughty werefox blinked as Shikaara reached Laal.

The two werefox sisters kissed. Their mouths melted together as they shared my cum and Esclava’s cunt cream. I shuddered as Santara stared up at me, whimpering. She turned around and wiggled her rump at me.

Did she want me to eat her ass?

I’d rather fuck it.

I pulled from Jangalee and dropped to my knees on the stone floor. I hardly felt the impact as my wet dick smacked into Santara’s rump. She wiggled in excitement and made this yipping sound like an eager vixen.

God, she was a vixen. A female werefox. A werevixen.

I pressed my dick into her butt-crack. She threw me a beaming look over her shoulder and moaned, “Bugger me, Lord Leo! Lord Dumazid’s vital dick, I want you in me!”

I grinned, so eager to give her that delight.

I slid my cock down her crack to her asshole. I pushed against her. She moaned as I drilled against that naughty sphincter. Her backdoor widened and widened for me. She squealed with bliss as I thrust hard.

I popped past her asshole and sank into Santara’s bowels. The werefox yipped as I slid deeper and deeper into her anal sheath. Her hot and velvety hole massaged my cock. I gripped her slender hips and held her tight.

Ghaata kept licking her own cunt while Esclava swayed. She sank to the floor, pulled down by Jangalee and Lomri. Lomri claimed Esclava’s mouth, planting her hairless cunt on the ifrit’s lips. So Jangalee went for tribbing.

She ground her snatch against Esclava’s twat. As she did that, Shikaara and Laal fell into a sixty-nine, the two sisters feasting on each other with such passion. They licked and lapped at the other as I sank to the hilt in Santara’s anal sheath.

Khaanga looked around then decided to join the self-loving fun like Ghaata. She bent over and lapped at her own pussy. Her toes wiggled as she did that. She looked rather cute there with her body quivering in delight.

I gripped Santara’s hips. I pumped away at her bowels. I savored the heat of her anal sheath. I welcomed it around my cock. I savored her gripping me. She held me tight as I fucked away at her bowels. I plunged into her again and again.

“Lord Leo!” moaned Santara as I fucked away at her bowels.

I loved every moment of thrusting into her anal sheath. “Just cum on my hard cock!”

“Yes, cum!” Lomri moaned as she rode Esclava’s face.

“Uh-huh,” Jangalee gasped as she tribbed her snatch into the ifrit’s twat. It was hot to watch. I loved the sight.

Khaanga and Ghaata devoured their own cunts while Shikaara and Laal enjoyed the other’s. Santara’s head tossed as I hammered her bowels with my hard cock. I fucked her with such hard thrusts. She whimpered, squeezing down on me.

Her hips wiggled as I hammered into her anal sheath again and again. She yipped and yapped as I pumped away at her. My nuts slapped into her taint, the pressure growing and growing in them. I hurtled closer and closer to cumming.

Closer and closer to just spurting all my spunk into her anal sheath. I ached for that wonderful moment. I yearned to just erupt into her bowels. She squeezed down on me. She held me tight as I fucked her hard.

“Lord Dumazid’s virile cock!” yipped Santara. “Lord Leo! You’re melting my asshole!”

“Good!” I growled.

“Lady Ianna’s invigorating snatch,” Jangalee gasped. “Ooh, ooh, that’s so good, Esclava. You have such a juicy twat. I love it!”

“I know,” the ifrit answered, her moans muffled by the hot pussy on her face.

I stroked Santara’s lithe body. I stroked up and down her sides. I brushed her little breasts. They all just had small A-cups. They were taller than my little sister, but they had tits just as cute as hers. I loved how all my monster girls were different.

I pumped away at her asshole, the pressure building in my nuts. That wonderful need to cum rose and rose in me. I groaned, fucking into her bowels with such force. My nuts slapped into her flesh. She gasped, squeezing her bowels around me.

“Lord Leo!” she yipped.

“Lady Ianna’s invigorating cunt!” squealed Ghaata. She shuddered there. Pussy cream spilled down her thighs. She had made herself cum.

Beautiful.

I was so proud of her. So thrilled for her. I pumped away at Santara’s butt as I watched Ghaata enjoy her orgasm. The werefox trembled. Then her head snapped up. Her back arched as she quivered, her pussy juices spilling down her lips.

“Lord Leo!” Ghaata squealed and rushed to me. She pressed into my side and kissed me with lips covered in her spicy juices.

I groaned into her lips as I fucked her sister’s asshole. I hammered Santara hard as I made out with Ghaata. Her tongue wiggled about in my mouth. Her wet cunt rubbed on my hip. I grabbed her ass. She clung to me as I fucked Santara hard.

“I’m going to cum!” moaned Esclava.

“Me, too,” yipped Lomri. “Ooh, ooh, that’s it. That’s so good. Yes!”

Lomri bucked out of the corner of my eye. She squealed in delight as she drowned Esclava’s mouth. The ifrit tongued her. She must be drowning Esclava with all that delicious pussy cream. I groaned, slamming into Santara’s asshole.

“Lady Ianna’s invigorating cunt!” yipped Jangalee.

“Fuck your mother!” Esclava moaned.

Laal and Shikaara yipped as they writhed together in incestuous passion. They both were cumming, too. Then Khaanga got herself off. She drowned herself in pussy cream. I shuddered, slamming into Santara’s asshole.

“Oh, yes, yes,” she moaned, her bowels clenching around my cock.”That’s good. That’s so wonderful. I love it so much. Lord Leo!”

Her anal sheath writhed around my dick.

I shuddered as I pumped away at her writhing asshole. I buried deep into her bowels, her hot flesh rippling around me. She suckled at me with that delicious sheath. I buried into her. I savored every second of her writhing around me.

I groaned, loving her sucking at me. The pressure in my nuts hit that bursting point. I slammed to the hilt in her bowels and erupted. I gripped her hips as I flooded her bowels with my cum. I erupted over and over again.

“Oh, Lord Leo!” she moaned, her flesh rippling around me.

She gasped as her playful bowels spasmed around my dick. I loved every moment of her nursing at me. It was an outstanding moment of bliss. Her anal sheath convulsed around me as I spurted more and more jizz into her.

“Goddamn!” I groaned, breaking the kiss with Ghaata

I flooded her asshole with all my passion. I felt amazing doing it. I hit that wonderful peak of pleasure. I shuddered, spurting all the cum I had into her bowels. I flooded her anal sheath with my cum. I smiled as the pleasure shuddered through me.

I felt so good.

“Damn,” I moaned.

“Is she good?” Purred Ghaata.

“So good,” I groaned. I glanced past her to Esclava tangled up with Lomri and Jangalee. “So, ready to be my ambassador?”

“Yes,” she groaned.

I smiled. “Good.”

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After spending the morning and into the afternoon showing the King of Myreman around the village, Siwang was back in his dungeon. He sat on his throne, a comfortable seat, with Crna kneeling before him. The first lemure—the first monster girl that he had created—knelt before him.

“Mmm, Lord Siwang,” she cooed, the Level 1 Death monster girl. She was a slender woman with small breasts and black skin. Her white eyes glowed with such passion. Her snowy hair fell around her face. She could hide behind her tresses if she wanted.

But right now, she didn’t.

She grabbed his cock with her gentle fingers, being careful not to harm him with her claws. She flicked her tongue over her lips before she leaned down and engulfed the crown of his cock. He groaned as he savored Crna’s cool lips.

She swirled her agile tongue over his cock. She wasn’t warm like a living monster girl. He groaned, savoring the coolness of her. That added to the delight when she or his mother blew him. He groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head.

“Thank you, Crna,” he groaned.

She moaned her delight around his cock.

He needed this. After nearly being killed by the dragon then the tedium of showing the king around, he ached for his release. She worked her mouth up and down his cock, the pressure growing and growing in his balls.

When he had first arrived and made his dungeon, he had spent just a day making love to his mother and his monster girls. Those first lemures he made. Crna, Belo, Sjaj, Kandzi, Senka, and Rajot. He had let their feminine passion consume him.

He was finally healthy enough to enjoy all those things he had fantasized about.

Siwang would never have a wife or children, not even here, but he had found something just as amazing. A harem of monster girls that loved him. Luckily, he had met his good friend, Leo, who had offered Siwang the security to enjoy his new life.

He slid his hand through Crna’s white hair as she worked her mouth up and down his cock. She suckled on him with all her passion. She worked her mouth up and down his cock. He groaned, savoring that wonderful delight.

She would make him cum so hard. He rose toward that amazing moment of eruption. She danced her tongue around the crown of his cock. His back arched. A big smile spread on his lips. This was it. He would have a mighty cum.

“Crna,” he groaned.

She stared up at him with her glowing eyes.

“That’s good,” he groaned. “Oh, yes, yes, fellate my cock. Fellate me!”

She suckled hard. His nuts twitched as she did that. He loved the feeling of her working her mouth up and down him. He groaned as he stared across the throne room. His eyes flicked up to the ceiling. This was just what he needed.

The door to the throne room opened. He groaned and glanced to see which of his monster girls it was. He smiled at the sight of his mother Xiongbu. The wraith was a tall and busty woman with skin as black as night. Her white hair spilled down her back along with a trail of shadowy mist that followed her. She had sharp fingers and didn’t even need to open the door. She could go through it if she wished.

Siwang gasped as his mother wasn’t alone. It wasn’t one of his monster girls with Xiongbu. Nor was it one of Leo’s or even the dungeon builder himself. It was a village girl in a brown dress and a white blouse that fit about a rather large set of breasts. She walked demurely forward, her eyes downcast, her cheeks going scarlet.

Siwang didn’t know what to do. He swallowed as Crna kept suckling at his dick. She nursed at him with passion, working her mouth up and down his cock. Siwang looked back and forth, the pressure in his nuts growing.

“Um,” he said, Crna nursing for all his might.

“Mmm, and this is the throne room, Anji,” said Xiongbu as she strode forward. “As you can see, Siwang enjoys sitting on his throne and reveling in his dominion.”

A pair of green eyes flashed up to glance at him before looking down. “I can see that, Lady Xiongbu.”

“M-Mother?” choked out Siwang as the pressure in his nuts swelled. The embarrassment only seemed to heighten the pleasure that he was receiving from Crna’s sucking mouth. She nursed on him with all the passion in the world.

“This is our new maid,” said his mother. “She’s going to help around here.”

“What?” Siwang gasped as they came closer. The girl, who couldn’t have been more than sixteen, stood to the side squirming. “I… That’s…”

He erupted.

His cum fired into Crna’s mouth. He groaned as he pumped blast after blast of his jizz into her mouth. The pleasure raced through his body. He bucked as he erupted over and over into the lemure’s hungry mouth.

He couldn’t believe he was cumming before this embarrassed, young woman. Anji squirmed in place as he fought against the sounds bursting from his lips. He couldn’t help the pleasure surging out of his cock. It was so intense.

So amazing.

He groaned as he fired the last spurt of cum. It raced through him. He suckled in a deep breath, his heart racing a mile a minute. Crna drank down his final load as Anji kept squirming there. Though her eyes were lowered, she wore a smile.

Her blushing cheeks had such fetching dimples.

Crna ripped her mouth off his cock, unveiling him to Anji’s eyes. More embarrassment rippled through him especially as his lemure moaned, “Oh, Lord Siwang, that was such a treat. Do you wish to enjoy my pussy?”

“No, no,” Siwang gasped and quickly closed his robes. “Mother, I’m so confused. Why do we need a maid?”

“Why, to help out,” said Xiongbu. “She’s just perfect, isn’t she.”

Siwang glanced at the girl. She was breathtaking, but… “We have the monster girls for that.”

“They’re busy defending you,” said Mother. “She’s perfect. Can you make her a place to sleep? She’ll help with the cooking, the cleaning. She’s very good.”

Siwang was flabbergasted, but the way the girl smiled and squirmed, how she blushed with those delicious dimples, he just couldn’t object. So he swallowed and said, “Yes, Mother.”

Xiongbu wore such a mysterious smile as she led Anji away.

Chapter Six

Fauraliiithiliana had heard such interesting things about the new dragon that Lord Leo had tamed. The elven scholar was quite keen to find her and speak with her. So the elf stalked the dungeon, searching for where Agubnamus was.

Lord Leo was busy in the Vault all day. He had been reviving the monster girls who had died and making some new ones. He had plans, it seemed. Ideas for new embassies. Fauraliiithiliana had her own plans. Her own ideas.

But that was for later.

For now, she wanted to talk to this interesting dragon that had served the Royal Family of Myreman in secret. How had that happened? The black-haired elf had to know.

She walked naked through the dungeon, used to going unclothed now in the endless, dark corridors. Well, they weren’t dark to her. There was no light, and yet she could see. The air temperature was always comfortable, too. Even if she passed through a room that burned with blistering heat or froze with frigid ice. The pale-skinned and slender elf passed through all these hazards without a problem.

She did not set off the myriad of traps that dotted all the corridors. Nor did the many patrolling monster girls attack her. They greeted her with smiles and playful slaps on the ass. Sometimes invitations to naughtier activities that the elf enjoyed.

But not when she was on a mission.

Her long ears twitched as she clutched her journal to her chest, her phoenix quill in hand. She searched high and low before she found Agubnamus had settled into one of the dead-end branches. The dragon had curled up on the floor like a kitten at nap. Well, a lion, given her size and fierceness.

Her red eyes opened before Fauraliiithiliana came within thirty feet. The dragon sat up, her white hair spilling around her dark-blue scales. She eyed the elf, brow knitting tight. “You’re not a monster girl yet you roam these halls freely.”

“I serve Lord Leo,” the elf said. “I am his scholar, and he is my research subject. Together, we are uncovering the mysteries of this world.”

“And you want to know about my mysteries.”

The dragon’s perceptive words saved much time. “Yes.” Fauraliiithiliana moved closer before she sat cross-legged. She opened her journal to clean pages and readied her quill. “How long have you served the Royal Family of Myreman.”

“I have served the rulers of those who lived along the Myr River,” she said. “For, I don’t know, four thousand years. I had hatched not long before Meskalamdug appeared.”

Excitement washed through her. “You were alive back then? What can you tell me of him?”

“The dragons were angry that Girru had mated with the Interloper and not one of the native races. And they hated that the races embraced these new gods who usurped our place. Co-opted our elements and declared themselves the Lords and Ladies of Water or Air or Fire. They gave our power to the lesser races. To these priests. They taught others what is now wizardry.”

“But you were just a hatchling, so you didn’t pay much attention, right?” Fauraliiithiliana asked, her heart pounding so fast.

“No.” Bitterness crossed the dragoness’s face. “I had fun escaping my dam and frolicking in rivers. I was found by Lord Enki, the so-called Lord of Water. I fled and returned to my mother. But she was then killed by the first Hero of Water, Kaliasilianiiian. After that, it was serve or die. I chose to serve out of fear, and the gods chained me to the leader of a fervent group of humans that had settled in what is now Myrecilla. The place was important to the Lord and Lady of Water.”

“How dreadful,” Fauraliiithiliana said. She kept writhing on her notes. “And you spent the next four thousand or so years protecting the leaders of what became Myreman in secret?”

“They would use my powers sporadically to keep the city, and the temple, safe from dungeon builders.” Agubnamus shrugged. “It was a banal and dull existence. I spent much of it in a form like this.”

“So you don’t know anything about the shrines?”

The dragon’s head cocked. “Shrines? Like the Temple of the Lord and Lady of Water in Myrecilla.”

“No, no, shrines that the Incarnation created.”

“Who is the Incarnation?”

Fauraliiithiliana set down her quill. “Well, it seems there is much you need to learn about the twelve shrines that are spread over a circle across this world. One lies beneath our feet. Lord Leo has found one more. They seem to hold the key to why the dungeon builders were summoned. I had hoped you had known more.”

“I don’t even know what made Myrecilla so important. I know it holds the greatest temple of Water in the world, but that wasn’t the case when I was bound. That happened because I was there to keep it safe. It was able to flourish. To grow from a modest hovel made of logs smeared in tar to the grand edifice it is today.”

Fauraliiithiliana nodded. “Well, this is what we know about the Incarnation, Queen Puabi. She came to this world fleeing the gods, whom she calls demons, and summoned her son first to help and protect her, but he failed. And for all these years…”

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With Esclava chosen as my ambassador and the last of my monster girls revived, I decided to visit the dwarves and see if I could negotiate the treaty between us. I summoned Halia and the dwarven mage Hagza to me. Hagza had recently sworn herself to me along with the surviving members of her adventuring band.

Like with Halia, Hagza and her companions had attacked me to kill me. I tried to take them all alive, but sadly killed two. They fought with everything they had. They were convinced I was evil, but I returned them to their people.

When they learned of Berg, a new dungeon builder in the area, they agreed to help me destroy it. I sent Halia and some monster girls. They defeated him and were won to my cause. Hagza was also the granddaughter of one of the dwarven elders.

So she would prove useful in two ways.

“Asud Gu!” Hagza said as the four of us stood on the teleportation circle. As my vassal, she had learned the magic to work it from Kassie.

We appeared a hundred or more miles away near the Light Shrine where the Twins’ dungeons had lain. The werefoxes were already here to guard the dungeon. They yipped in excitement at the sight of me.

“Oh, they’re cute,” Halia said, patting Lomri’s head.

“We are cute!” said Lomri as she darted around Halia to sniff her ass.

“None of that,” I said as I marched down the hallway. “We’re here to speak with the dwarves.”

“Yep, we’ll have to play later,” Hagza said. “I’m seeing the perks of serving Lord Leo, Halia.”

“Many perks,” my paladin said, a smile on her lips. She put her hand on her sword, glancing at it.

“Something wrong?” I asked.

“Mmm, no,” she said.

I marched with Hagza on my right and Halia on my left. Esclava followed after. We reached the exit guarded by a group of dwarven warriors in full armor and with heavy shields. They had axes on long poles. I had no idea what the weapon was called, but it looked gruesome.

“I wish to speak with your noble council,” I said, smiling at them. “The dungeon builder known as Berg is dead.”

“Oh, yeah,” Hagza said.

The dwarf, a young man with a beard that only was about five inches long, so short, nodded and motioned. He led us to the settlement of Vorianil. It wasn’t a major city but filled the valley with stone buildings. Many of the dwarves were returning covered in dust from the quarries where they created large blocks of stone they traded with neighboring cities.

A fine type of limestone, I believed. Good quality stone.

We came to the same building as before and entered to meet with the elders. The older dwarves didn’t sit. They stood with their backs straight. All had white or graying hair. Three were male and two were female.

“Grandmother,” Hagza said and went to one of those women. The pair embraced. “I’m so sorry for not coming straight back.”

“You just ran into the dungeon like a pack of hellhounds snapped at your heels,” said the woman, her eye flicking to Esclava. “Or an ifrit spun fire at you.”

“There was an emergency in Astovin,” I said. “Hagza and her companions came to help.”

“Hmph,” grunted the grandmother. Elder Nazinaka was not a woman that would be won over easily.

Elder Kazzik stroked his white beard, studying me, while Elder Verkanim kept his arms folded behind his back, his eyes hard. He shook his head.

“Berg is dead,” I said. “I am here to see if you wish an alliance.”

“I don’t know,” said Elder Verkanim. He shifted his shoulders. “We will be in trouble with our king. He rules the Vorianil Mountains. We are his subjects. No, no, he won’t be happy with this alliance.”

Elder Nazinaka waved her hand in disgust, her other arm still around her granddaughter’s shoulder. “Since when has our grand king of Great Kharabarnath ever crawled out of Azkomizikam to help us? My granddaughter made her choice. She serves Lord Leo, and they have killed Berg.”

“Lord Leo did not come to conquer us,” said the other female elder. I hadn’t gotten her name.

The last one, another white-bearded dwarf, nodded. “Yes, yes, he could have attacked us, but he has not.”

“Still, what do we get out of the alliance besides avoiding being your slaves?” Elder Kazzik asked.

I winced. “You are not ever going to be my slaves. If you say no, I’ll walk away. Block that dungeon entrance. You’ll never hear from me again. If you say yes, I’ll protect you. So long as I live, no other dungeon builder will enslave you. Attack you. Kill your young men or carry off your daughters.”

“And what do you get out of it?” Elder Kazzik eyed me with strength behind him. The dwarf might be old, but he had the weight of a mountain in him.

Elder Verkanim nodded. “Yes, yes, what? Our labor?”

“Your friendship,” I said, smiling. “Your cooperation. A change in the paradigm of this world. I want dungeon builders to be allies, and friends. We are not brought here by our choice. We are dragged here against our will, and find a world turned against us. Many lash out. Others are just rotten. Evil. Those have to be killed, but the average dungeon builder, I hope, is like me. Just wants to live. I want to unite us and you. I want to make a world where we work together to produce peace and stability.”

“Would we bend the knee to you?” grunted Elder Kazzik.

“The only ones who I would ask to swear allegiance to me are those who wish to become adventurers to hunt down the rogue builders.” I looked at them. “For you, I just want to be your friend. I’ll leave Esclava here to run my embassy. She’ll be my liaison with a small cadre of monster girls that can help patrol your lands, if you wish, or will just be here to have some amount of defense before I can marshal my greater forces to defend you. It’s your choice. Say no, and I leave.”

“No,” said Elder Kazzik.

My hope sank. “Okay. Well, I understand. Are the rest of you in agreement?”

Elder Nazinaka glanced at her granddaughter. “Yes. Yes, we are.”

“Grandmother!” gasped Hagza.

I sighed. “I get it. Well, thank you for your time.”

I turned to leave when Kazzik snorted. “You really would just leave. Just like that.”

I nodded. “What’s the point? I’m very busy. I want to be your friend, but there are other alliances I have. Other places I can protect. You want to be on your own, I get it. You’re proud. Have a good day.”
“It’s done,” said Elder Kazzik. “We’ll ally with you.”

I smiled and nodded to Esclava. I had a feeling it was a test. But it wasn’t, I would have let them go on. I wasn’t here to stop them. I wanted their friendship, but I wouldn’t push them. That wasn’t the right way to do this.

Diplomacy by war was a terrible thing.

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As Halia neared the teleportation with her Lord and Hagza, her sword vibrated in the scabbard again. It kept doing that when she was near the Light Shrine. There was a connection there. She needed to figure that out.

She had to speak to the foremost expert in the world on shrines.

Fauraliiithiliana would have answers.

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