After Percival's birth.
I more actively brought Lily to the bedroom and planted seed once a day. Since additional insemination was impossible during insemination, I inseminated immediately after laying eggs and made Arthur's brothers.
Bedivere, Orc. ★★★. Male.
Agravain, Orc. ★★★. Male.
Gareth, Orc. ★★★. Male.
Tristan, Orc. ★★★. Male.
As if promised, all orcs coming out after Percival were 3-star, and the more so, Arthur increasingly became an eldest son with only high level. Meri seemed to fall into some delusion, squealing at the knight order executives that kept increasing.
They all quickly leveled to 15 while hunting slimes under Lune and Eila's guidance. Those born first leveled according to the slime-Andras hunting routine, and gained experience with magic stones brought from Gremory's dungeon if experience was lacking.
And today.
It's been 23 days since I escaped Forneus's dungeon.
I planned to stop inseminating Lily for the time being after harvesting the last fruit I planted in Lily.
War.
That's right.
I finally secured a route to march to Baroness Virgo's castle.
***
"If we march for half a day straight, we'll arrive at the clearing near the castle."
I spread out the map found in the loot from the Blue Lion guild that attacked Ras Village on the floor. An item I thought about throwing away because it was soaked in blood became an old map after cleaning the blood.
"Why would an adventurer carry a map?"
"He was definitely serving as the guild's guide. In large-scale operations, errors in information cause big problems."
"Either way, it's good for us. We can use this map to counterattack."
The road wasn't too rough. It was just a matter of running straight from the slash-and-burn village I first plundered, and the road was only forest. If we moved quietly through the forest, there was virtually no chance of getting caught.
The enemy forces the hunter mentioned weren't forces that would be much of a problem excluding the knights. The people of old Ras Village's slash-and-burn farmers had all eaten sword meals somewhere, and gauging forces based on them, it was a sufficiently feasible battle.
"If push comes to shove, all the way to 'Spica Castle' where Baroness Virgo resides. But our primary goal is the small city 'Zabiyaba' on the way to Spica Castle."
"I know that place too. It's an ordinary village that mainly does spinning. There probably aren't even 50 defense soldiers."
"Right. The problem is it seems like it'll take quite a while from here to Zabiyaba."
About 8 hours. If we exit the forest and arrive at Zabiyaba at our marching speed, a messenger will definitely fly to the castle. That an orc force attacked the village.
"We'll definitely get caught if we just march?"
"Yes. But the plan of digging tunnels with Slime Dragons from here is impossible. It's too far. No matter how many 3 Slime Dragons we have, they'll get tired quickly."
"I see, ugh."
Since it was like our official debut war, I didn't want to fight sloppily. The first page of future Demon King Rok's army's war history in history books can't be rated as 'Rok led orcs while going uhauha and fought poorly.'
We had to achieve complete victory, accomplish overwhelming victory. So even though our dungeon's orcs currently numbered less than 100, I intended to take them out.
"Meri. How's the prisoner adventurers' state?"
"The hunters soothed them well, so they adapted quickly. They seem to have lost to the pleasure of laying the first egg. Excluding about 3-4 people, everyone decided to become Ras Village residents, and the rest are determined to leave once they fill the quota. Though they're working hardest."
"Really? Release them once they fill the quota."
"What are you thinking?"
Gremory snapped at me.
"Surely you're not showing half-assed sympathy? Did I misjudge you?"
"What sympathy. This is all for our dungeon's future."
To avoid becoming someone who ruined things because of sympathy, I briefly explained the reason for releasing adventurers from the dungeon.
"There are various cases. Case of coming back later with vengeance. Then they'll bring other victims, right? Catch them and Ras. And second. Case of returning like salmon because they can't forget the experience here. Then welcome Ras. And the case of not wanting to return here but making this place's existence known to the outside world. Then Ras against kids who come knowing our dungeon's existence."
"You're releasing bait to catch more enemies?"
"Something like that. Lune's smart."
"Hehe."
Like it or not, our dungeon has now become widely known. I even have a multi-dungeon to run away to without looking back, so I intended to officially publicize Ras Village and my dungeon.
"But Master. Won't it be revealed that it's Solomon's dungeon then? It's like a bolt from the blue."
"It's fine. Just borrowing some name value."
With a multi, there's nothing to fear in the world. Moreover, as long as I receive Estu's protection, even if I act as part of Solomon's dungeon, there won't be much difference. Our dungeon has Andras.
"So Andras, you'll need to act as the master."
"Me? You're saying to catch and kill adventurers when the master's absent?"
"As expected, unlike some bird brain, you understand right away when I hint."
I did well killing Andras and synthesizing a new Andras. Andras will command monsters and defend the dungeon when I'm absent.
"Lime, assist Hases well. Andras, follow Lime's opinion if push comes to shove. Since Gremory's clone will always reside in our dungeon, Gremory will come directly and repel enemies if it seems dangerous."
Though there were many dubious parts about Gremory's troop management, the elementalist's individual power was quite strong. She was definitely worth the 2 levels higher than me, and she'd fully play her role with much more powerful soldiers backing her than the goblins and camel monsters—jokamel group—she handled recklessly.
"Oh, it's time."
"Haaaak!"
Lily on the summoning circle began screaming. If you count simply giving birth to eggs as real pregnancy, this was the 7th time. I became a midwife as usual and sat under Lily.
"Lily, I'm sorry."
"Huung, no! Hrguuk!"
Lily readily accepted my apology. It was a part even Gremory didn't know, and though I had passing thoughts, I never imagined such a thing would actually happen.
"Haaang, huaang!"
Lily burst out with a louder moan than ever and felt climax with her whole body. As if it were life's last ecstasy, she rubbed her legs on my body and fell into climax.
[End of Harvest: The target has borne fruit to the limit. Entering fallow period.]
[Fallow Period - 365 days.]
[Cannot harvest if inseminated during fallow.]
After Arthur and Percival, Lily who gave birth to as many as six orcs became unable to lay more eggs after this egg. Though actual normal pregnancy might be possible, at least rapid laying according to system support was no longer possible.
"Hyaaaaaang!!"
In other words, Lily can't experience climax from laying eggs for 1 year now. Lily was burning out the last climax she couldn't give with just any partner for 1 year.
"Ah, hau, huuung!"
The egg slowly revealed itself. Though the color was slightly lighter green than Percival, Lily was very regretful about the egg coming out.
"Ahh, huuung, heoong."
Lily cried miserably as if losing the world. Tears welled up at the thought that the sensation like floating on clouds was now over. After receiving the egg from Lily, I kissed Lily's lower belly.
"Good work. You can rest now."
"Master, hic."
Lily opened her mouth with a completely relaxed face, grinning.
"I, hic, for 1 year, fully..."
Thud.
Lily fainted again. I mulled over Lily's last words, and as always, Lune and Eila came up on the summoning circle and collected Lily.
"What could she mean by fully for 1 year?"
"..."
Lune tilted her head with an innocent face, and Eila stared at me with sharp eyes. Lune, who learned sex education through Ras, didn't know how humans really gave birth to babies.
"Uh... well... she's just asking to be fully fed and rested."
"I don't think so. Ah, maybe she's asking to fill her belly full with Master's seed? I think Lily liked that kind of thing."
"That's not wrong. Just filling with seed once would quickly swell the belly. Master, do you really intend to do it?"
"...Are you jealous?"
I asked carefully. In this subtle relationship in our dungeon, the birth of a true heir not through system support was an issue that could make the situation subtle in many ways.
"No, it's not jealousy. I'm just if you do it, I also..."
"It is jealousy. But you can't, Eila. You need to reincarnate."
If she reincarnates, surely she'll be able to lay eggs. I lifted the egg Lily laid with only that hope.
"Looking at the color, it's an orc. Then let's summon this one and immediately prepare to march. Gremory!"
"What?"
Gremory's clone dispatched to our dungeon quickly appeared. Currently, the main body was conducting formation training for the orc group filling her cavity.
"Let's prepare soon. You hatch the eggs that haven't been laid yet."
"Hehe, yeah. Got it."
Arthur and brothers I birthed through Lily plant seeds in adventurers, and Gremory hatches the fruit from there. When we did that, the dungeon capacity counted as Gremory's dungeon.
It was an action no different from a trick, but fortunately there were no system problems. Though I wondered if it was a loophole, perhaps like the Andras case, egg theft—bringing eggs stolen to one's dungeon to hatch, so-called eggnapping—seemed possible too.
'I must try it next chance.'
I couldn't do it directly with Andras. Since there was one 5-star egg coming as a reward, I didn't bother collecting the remaining eggs. I wasn't particularly interested in where those eggs were or what they were doing. They might have died, or someone might have taken them.
"Then prepare, hatch!"
Though it's human nature to expect since it's Lily's last egg, I decided not to empty my greed. Naturally, since it's the last, shouldn't a Percival-grade existence pop out?
"Please!"
[Hatching: Lancelot (★★★) was born.]
"Gasp."
My breath stopped. Lune and Eila who moved Lily's mouths gaped. Even Gremory was shocked enough to momentarily drop her glasses.
"What...did you say..."
It's surprising it's 3-star, surprising the name is Lancelot, but most of all—
"Nice to meet you, Father."
Lancelot's appearance was a shockingly gorgeous orc.
***
At that time.
Arthur and five brothers gathered deep in Gremory's dungeon prayed for the youngest to be born soon. Though each looked different, all six orcs had solid physiques enough to enter a bodybuilder competition. Enough that the full-term adventurers secretly watched them hoping they'd return.
"Brothers. We're working hard having received Father's command for racial prosperity."
Arthur opened the floor. Though low rank, he was the eldest son, and the brothers held respect for Arthur's superhuman stamina in birthing nearly 30 children in the past six days.
"But let's not forget. That we were born into this world all thanks to Father's grace. I'll say it once more to be clear. What did I say?"
"Don't covet Father's things."
Bedivere answered as representative. Though he answered, his face was quite blank.
"But didn't elder brother covet Lady Gremory?"
"...Brother. That was possible because Father gave permission. Ahem."
"That's natural but..."
The other brothers glanced at the empty seat still remaining. One squad leader position remained for the upcoming war.
"I think we need to tell the youngest once more, Elder Brother Arthur."
"We can talk when he comes. Don't forget. Just because he's the youngest doesn't mean we should pamper..."
"Were you talking about me?"
A beautiful voice rang out. The six brothers' gazes turned at once to where the voice was heard.
"...Your just-born sibling, youngest Lancelot."
"Hehe, nice to meet you."
Lancelot licked his lips with his tongue and smiled brightly.
"Big brothers."
World's first.
A peerless beauty female orc was born.
[Lancelot: ★★★]
Mother: Lily
Level: 1 / 60
Species: Orc
Age: 17 years
Gender: Female
Rank: R
Birth: Grimfang's Dungeon
Affiliation: Grimfang's Dungeon
Occupation: Common Soldier
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