Fighting against the human army got me thinking about a bunch of things.

'Don't we have like, zero mobility?'

Whether it was conquering Gremory's dungeon or facing the subjugation force twice, I had to fight head-on battles where strength clashed against strength.

'Can't keep digging tunnels and causing chaos forever.'

When conquering Gremory's dungeon, the Slime Dragon and I acted as the hammer and anvil, playing the role of cavalry. But that was for dungeon raids—against the subjugation force, it was basically field battles or sieges.

'If we're marching, there's just too much to worry about.'

Unlike human armies composed entirely of humans, the Demon King's army was different. Sure, orcs could just charge ahead, but once you mixed in Andras, harpies, and ghouls, you had to adjust the march speed to match the slowest species.

Grr.

That's why we needed mobility. We needed something that could act as cavalry, and the Worwolf that just popped up was more than perfect for that role.

"Nice to meet you, Worwolf. I'm Rok, the leader of this legion. Can you talk?"

Grr.

The Worwolf stared me down hard. The beast, almost my size, bared its teeth and growled at me.

"Haha, this guy."

Just like you'd expect from something dispatched by the Demon King's army—weak loyalty. I raised my hand to stop Shaitan as she started gathering magic in her hands to do something.

"I apologize. It seems this is a captured monster rather than one that hatched."

"Yeah? Guess they grabbed whatever they could find."

They had to meet the quota, but there were limits to magic stones and sperm, so they probably corrupted or transformed beasts from the fields. I stood boldly in front of the Worwolf.

Grr...

The Worwolf clicked its sharp teeth together at me, then—

GRAAAH!!!

It roared at me with its mouth wide open. My skin tingled, and the moment the roar ended, the Worwolf tried to bite me.

"Master!"

Lune and Shaitan were the first to step forward with their weapons. But I was already fully prepared.

"Haha, this guy."

I took a slight step back and stuck my belly out. I deliberately loosened my robe to the side, and the Worwolf's teeth sank into my exposed belly.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

"Cute little thing, aren't you."

The Worwolf chewed on my belly with its teeth. But the more it bit down, the more confused it seemed to get.

"My belly's pretty tough, you see."

My belly fat might be made of skin, but it's harder than steel—even a sharpened, heated blade can't cut through it. No matter how strong a house-sized wolf's jaw is.

"I was hoping to get some liposuction done, but guess that's not happening. Hey, your name's 'Robo' from now on, Robo."

Wild at heart, attacking first and asking questions later, regardless of whether I'm the dungeon master. The perfect name for a beast that would stand at the front lines of our legion and tear enemies apart.

"But Robo, let me teach you a truth."

I lifted Robo's upper jaw. My strength easily pried up the teeth that had been trying to sink into my belly. There wasn't a scratch on my stomach.

"Mad dogs that bite people need a good beating. Right? Oh wait, you're a wolf. Then I feel even less bad about it, don't I? I don't like dog meat, but you're not a dog. Right? Hehe."

The Worwolf's eyes shook left and right. I tapped Robo's cheeks and smirked.

"Shaitan! Can we summon Worwolves with magic stones?"

"Of course. Any being registered in the system can be summoned again with enough magic stones. The Demon King called it 'cloning'..."

"Ah, don't need to hear more than that. As long as we can summon it, that's enough. Shaitan, we're gonna have a welcome party first, alright?"

"...Um, by any chance."

"Yep."

I raised my fist high.

"Time for a beatdown."

Boom.

***

Bubble bubble.

Broth seeped out from bones that had been thoroughly boiled, and I dumped in all kinds of spices I'd brought from Ras Vegas to get rid of the gamey smell.

"Master, what's this called?"

"Ah, this is called Wolf Broth. Though it's not traditional."

It was a shame I could only use the legs since Robo was so huge, but as the wolf meat boiled down, a rich aroma started rising.

"Where'd you even learn this?"

Gremory sniffed the air and licked her lips.

"Worwolf is a delicacy, but this is the first time I've seen it cooked like this."

"You eat Worwolf?"

"Why else would you catch one?"

"...What do you take me for? I'm a dog lover, you know."

Gremory snorted at my words like I was ridiculous.

"You can say that after looking at that?"

"Pet dogs don't bite people. And that's a wolf, isn't it? One that didn't even recognize its master and tried to bite."

What used to be Robo sitting in the clearing was now just fur and hide, transported to Ras Vegas. With the organs removed and perfectly cleaned, it was ready to be grilled, boiled, or steamed.

"Hehe, Master, how's this?"

Lune put Robo's skull on her head and threatened me. Thanks to Lime eating everything and leaving only bones, Robo's skull was clean as a taxidermied piece.

"Scary. Like you're gonna eat me when dawn comes."

"Hehe."

Lune giggled and put the skull back where it belonged. Since it was so big, it'd make a good decoration.

"Rastujad, wanna try this on?"

[...Putting bone on top of bone, really.]

"Since Rastujad has no hair, how about using this instead?"

[.....]

While Lune and Gremory messed around with Robo's bones, I stirred the giant pot-like cauldron with a ladle, skimming off the fat. Shaitan quietly approached and bowed her head.

"Master. I apologize."

"For what?"

"I never expected something like this to happen."

Shaitan seemed ashamed of the wolf hide placed before her. As someone dispatched from the Demon King's army, she was flustered and didn't know what to do about headquarters' mistake.

"Please forgive my anger."

"What anger? Life's full of ups and downs."

"When I return to the Demon King's army, I'll definitely report today's incident."

"That'll be the day you say 'Please give me your daughter!!' to your father-in-law, right?"

"...."

Shaitan lifted the wolf hide to cover her face. I couldn't tell if she was smiling or smirking since I couldn't see her face. Not that I was looking anyway—my eyes were fixed on the pot, skimming the fat. Just a quick glance.

"Master really does love sex."

"Of course. ...Since it's just you and me."

I whispered very quietly so Lune and Gremory wouldn't hear.

"Estu."

"...."

"I want to eat too, you know."

"Pfft."

Shaitan laughed softly. With her head buried in the fur, trembling, she was clearly holding back from bursting out laughing.

"What?"

"...I understand exactly what you mean by 'eat.' But Master."

Shaitan stroked her lower belly with her hand and licked her lips with her tongue.

"I also want to eat yours, Master. The white, thick stuff..."

"Hehe, guess being a succubus means we're on the same page."

Then I'll have to fill that belly up nice and full. I picked up a bowl and ladled out a generous serving of the well-stewed Robo soup.

"Eat up. You'll be eating this often from now on."

"...."

Shame there's no rice.

***

After everyone ate the white, thick Robo soup as a late-night snack.

I steeled myself for the final gacha. Only 10 pulls left. If it ended here, my grand plan would end with Robo soup and Stone Golems.

"Lune. This might sound random, but I'm all about gender equality."

"You mean you kill everyone regardless of gender?"

"That too, but I can't help being uncomfortable with this tilted playing field."

40 pulls.

Female.

Just one.

And that was Shaitan, the guaranteed one!

"No gender discrimination! Demon King's army, wake up!"

"Or maybe they noticed your desires and are deliberately only sending monsters?"

"Or they're saying to be satisfied with just Shaitan. Master, do you want more?"

"The system is fair. Only the probabilities differ by grade—it doesn't snipe specific people by only sending slimes or only ghouls."

Everyone gave different answers, and I fell silent. Out of 40, I got 39 genderless or male, but couldn't they at least send Shaitan's friends or others of the same gender for the remaining 11?

"Guess I need to do a Native American rain dance."

"Native American rain dance?"

"Yeah. Native American rain dances have a 100% success rate. Know why?"

I stood before the summoning circle with the 41st summoning ticket.

"Because they keep dancing until it rains!"

[Summon: High Ghoul ★★ has been summoned.]

Rastujad happily ate the summoned High Ghoul. I tore open the 42nd ticket.

"One ghoul Native, two fairy Natives!"

[Summon: Goblin ★ has been summoned.]

"AAAGH! Not this kind of fairy!! Fairy! Spirit! Even Thumbelina-sized is fine! Please! AAAGH!"

It was newly added to the list, but goblins were already registered in Gremory's summoning list. Good with their hands, but green, wrinkled, and ugly. I felt suffocated.

"Would've been nice if it was at least high-grade..."

"Master. Is that a goblin?"

Lune frowned at the short goblin.

"Looking closer..."

"Goblin? ...Oh."

I clapped my hands naturally. The goblin, looking around dazedly in various directions, stared up at me blankly, and I smiled brightly at the goblin and placed it on the Altar of Sacrifice.

"Bye bye, goblin!"

Screech!

The Slime Dragon leveled up again. The uncomfortable pressure in my chest felt like it lifted.

"What? You can just sacrifice one-stars like that? I thought you said more paint colors is better?"

"Got plenty of green paint. Even without goblins, there's humans. And more than anything, I hate goblins."

"Because they're weak?"

"No. That bastard was born and immediately checked you, Gremory, and Shaitan out with its eyes and changed its expression."

I know it. That lecherous look, letting its gaze drop.

"Every single thing I summon seems to covet what's mine."

"...I'm ashamed."

"No. What did the Demon King do wrong? It's all because of those idiots making him rush."

I emptied my mind. My head filled with the thought of just sacrificing everything that came out. Stone Golems and Worwolves alone could create various tactics anyway.

'Still, it's disappointing that nothing came out till the end.'

"Master. Should I give you some energy?"

"Energy?"

Lune smiled sweetly and perked up her ears. That's when I felt mortified for not performing the ritual I'd been doing all along.

"Ah...! Damn, it's been so long since I summoned that I forgot. Lune!"

"Yes!"

Lune vigorously lifted her skirt. I immediately put my hand under Lune. With one hand, I stuck my fingers inside Lune and scraped out the honey, and with the other hand, I grabbed Lune's ear and pressed the switch to make the honey burst out.

Squeak, squeak.

While Gremory and Shaitan were shocked by my sudden hand play, I thoroughly soaked my hand in Lune's honey. Lune didn't even pant from this simple stimulation anymore.

"Y-you're doing what right now...!"

"Watch closely. This is Lune's power."

I grabbed the summoning ticket with my hand dripping with Lune's honey.

"A summon filled with Lune's love!!"

Purple mist burst from the summoning circle. The entire magic circle began to glow, and a rainbow started spinning and sparkling. It was the effect for when 3-star or 4-star monsters popped out.

"This is impossible!"

"...Good lord."

"Hahaha, haha! This is the summoning ritual of the Legion of Wrath! Come, my new servant... what?!"

Whoosh!

The brilliantly sparkling rainbow light gradually turned white. The white heat even started warming the surrounding air, then slowly began to shine gold.

Gold. Gold!

"WOOOOH!! L-Lune! I love you! You're the best!!"

I pulled Lune, who was next to me, into a tight hug. My entire vision turned gold, and I felt dizzy from the system message that appeared clearly in the golden world.

[Summon: Tentacle Drasil ★★★★ has been summoned.]

"...Huh?"

A golden giant tree was writhing in the summoning facility.

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