After making Flauros dungeon mine, I immediately returned to the dungeon through the portal. The Slime Dragons immediately devoured slime jelly from storage. Slime Dragons farmed from the sub-dungeon were our nutritious snacks and aphrodisiacs, but also the Slime Dragons' stamina recovery method.

"Good work, Master."

"Easy battle. Meri, heal this one. Her voice was so hoarse it was quite uncomfortable to hear."

I handed Amur, whom Lime had brought, to Meri. Meri followed my orders and took Amur to lay her on the bed, raising magic power to begin healing Amur. Meanwhile, I shared information I'd heard from Flauros with Gremory and Shaitan.

"Flauros had a huge fight with 65th rank. Survived because he won, but got pretty hurt in the process, so stealing from Flauros was very easy for me."

"Good thing. Thank goodness you came back quickly. I had a problem to discuss anyway."

"What problem?"

"Lancelot."

Just hearing the three-syllable name, I knew too well what the problem was.

"I came back early on purpose for that. Where's Lancelot now?"

"After giving birth, said she had fluid loss and immediately grabbed Guinevere and went into the bedroom. Right now she's busy fighting on the bed with Guinevere. Here's the egg she laid."

Gremory carefully showed me the egg she'd been holding. The dark ink-like color looked unusual for an orc egg. Though the species was fixed as orc by RNG, with differences in class and grade, I was curious what being would hatch.

"Then immediate hatching... shouldn't the parents watch?"

"That's true. I'd want to see personally too if I laid Master's egg."

"Doesn't really matter but... if you say so, then that's how it is. Got it."

Gremory called a passing orc and gave orders. Orcs were endlessly loading huge boulders onto carts to move to Ras Vegas.

"Stop by Lancelot on the way and tell her. Say he's here so wrap it up and come this way."

"Understood."

The orc pulled the cart across the cavity again. The cart was mostly filled with gargoyle pieces cut neatly. Apparently having gained efficiency in the work, the gargoyles were cut very neatly.

After the cart crossed the cavity, we shared the before and after situation again.

"Any surprise attacks while I was gone?"

"None. Noth-ing. Literally absolutely nothing, so relax. How long's it been since you left?"

"During the Seizure Battle, other portals don't open. So no need to worry about other dungeons opening portals to attack."

"That's a relief then. As forces grow, places to defend keep increasing too, so I was worried."

My dungeon, Gremory's dungeon, Ras Vegas, and now defensive dungeon Flauros. Each dungeon had Meri, Gremory (main body), Eila, and Flauros leading defense forces, but I was honestly worried about various things.

"Won't have four places attacked simultaneously. Need to make a mobile unit that can support anywhere through portals. Meri, Gremory. Are magic stones sufficient?"

"Mobile unit... you mean Worwolf? If so, we can secure up to three per day. Adults, not pups. 2-star."

"3-star requires mid-grade magic stones, so impossible. Magic stones obtainable from sub-dungeons are only up to low-grade. I've used up all the mid-grade stones I had. Can't summon 3-stars directly anymore."

"Tsk..."

If only Robo hadn't rebelled, he would've been truly great. Though I'd named him so he was registered as 'Robo' in Bond Summon, as always, reviving required considerable magic stones. 20 mid-grade magic stones.

'Rather use those stones to pull a solid new Worwolf.'

No matter how expensive an imported car, what's the point if it eats the owner? Unless wealthy enough to buy two and drive another during AS for one, unfortunately our legion currently lacked such wealth.

'Though I'm increasing multis to gather that wealth.'

Gotta save to succeed. Even if bellies weren't starving, had to save where savings were possible. Like how I accepted Flauros dungeon with its forces intact.

"Until Worwolf Rider units are made, we can only maintain the status quo. Except for those attacking first, when we attack, absorbing entire units like Flauros seems a good method."

"So you'll use Flauros as is?"

"Of course. He agreed to become my minion. Having been a dungeon master for a bit, he knows the basics of dungeon management. Just need to touch him up a bit. Lime, it's been a while but time for construction."

Hearing its name, Lime jumped in surprise and started reading the room. It clearly showed reluctance at talk of construction.

"You, Line, and all the Slime Dragons can eat all the magic stones from remodeling Flauros dungeon."

Gurgle.

"Lime says 'deal.'"

"Learns so fast. Good, embezzle as much as you want midway. But you know, right? If mid-grade or higher stones come out, save those. And if something like Dimension Stones come out, bring it immediately. Won't care about other small change like lowest-grade and low-grade."

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"As you can see, a typical strength-versus-strength dungeon that beats down enemies from the entrance. A structure that shows Flauros's personality well."

Straightforward frontal combat. Yet Flauros greeted me at the place (☆) that could be called the entrance to the barracks where tribespeople lived. Very straightforward that the tribal chief personally stepped out to protect the burning leopard beastmen, the [Blaze Pantera] tribe.

"That will to protect the tribe is admirable. People become incredibly strong when they have something to protect. Though he's a beastman."

"Similar to you, Master? Hehe. Did you spare him because you thought he was similar?"

"...No? I kept him employed thinking he'd loyally serve the legion as a member if I held hostages. Who's similar to that guy? It's not like that."

Everyone had 'of course' expressions like Lune, making me feel awkwardly embarrassed. I quickly changed the subject by pointing to the end of the layout for Shaitan.

"I came back through the attack portal but can't leave it like that. Shaitan, can you relocate the portal? I saw it opened at the entrance coming in."

"Of course. Since it became your territory, naturally I can move the portal too."

"Then to the very inside."

Shaitan stroked her belly and raised magic power. The portal from our dungeon to Flauros dungeon appeared in our cavity, but we just had to block anyone from crossing from Flauros dungeon.

"Then Lime, leave everything else and do expansion construction right in front of the portal."

The reason for installing the portal in the middle of the cavity even though my main base would be endangered if Flauros dungeon was breached. That was because our dungeon's strongest defense general, who might have inherited the name 'Flauros', would be dispatched to Flauros dungeon.

"Rasil!!"

Glug, glug.

The golden tentacle tree raised its head sharply.

"Hehe. Your mission from now is one. Go into Flauros dungeon and spread roots freely. Extend branches to the ceiling too. Then..."

Crack. I moved my hand like a hawk snatching prey with talons.

"Snatch up adventurers with branches. Got it? Can't touch our legion's guys. Only..."

I glanced at the prisoner cells, then pointed to the portal.

"Repel invaders. And keep captured ones as your fruit."

Glug, glug.

Tentacle Drasil began dancing according to my orders. But even as a 4-star monster, intelligence was relatively low, so only when I or other amorphous monsters—like Lime—gave specific commands could it move properly according to my intent.

"And like I taught you last time, violate adventurers like you violated Gremory. Got it?"

"Why am I the example!"

"Isn't getting it hard your specialty, Gremory? Anyway, bury men in the ground, catch women with branches and make them fruit. After that, the rest..."

Whether beastmen plucked the fruit or not. Regrettable that Tentacle Drasil couldn't directly sow essence or make captured ones into nutrients. Tentacle Drasil only sucked bodily fluids from captured individuals...

"Hey, is it female by chance?"

"Lime says it's female."

"...Rasil. You, is that also possible?"

Tentacle Drasil lifted its root toward me again. That form with wrinkles and suction cups squelching, seeming to ask me to insert it like last time, was definitely no different from an onahole. But that wasn't an onahole but actually the real thing.

"...."

Possible? Even if I'm a human-fucker, must I stick it in tentacles?

"Dad, could you try it once?"

"What?"

None other than Meri suggested I stick it in. Meri stroked Tentacle Drasil's root with eyes full of curiosity.

"Trees normally absorb water through roots then expel water through leaves."

"Ah, that's called transpiration."

"Really? Anyway, like absorbing water at roots, couldn't it expel essence absorbed through roots back out through branches?"

"...Indeed. That's sufficiently possible."

Shaitan approached and suddenly pulled down my pants. The touch was so natural I couldn't resist at all. Because...

"Meri, wh-what are you doing?!"

"Conducting an experiment, Dad. You'll have to help."

None other than Meri, with a deadly serious face, touched my thing. I tried to step back in shock, but behind me was completely blocked.

Lune, Lime, and Gremory blocked me from behind. Shaitan took my balls in her mouth and used magic while rolling them, and Meri took notes on paper with one hand while stroking my thing up and down with a white cotton glove on the other hand.

"R-really just wait! Uhurgh?!"

Meri strongly pulled my thing. At the action to forcibly make me stick it in the tentacle root, I even felt fear.

But.

If I was being forced like this...

'It's not like I wanted to stick it in.'

My complicated feelings couldn't grasp anything at all. Even though I'd stuck it in elf, slime, harpy, human, and Andras, and even though I was about to stick it in the Demon King's daughter succubus, leopard beastman, and Estu too, still, sticking it in tentacle tree roots was the end as a human, wasn't it?

'Ah, I'm an orc.'

Already the end as a human. I changed my mindset.

"Let go."

At my order, subordinates no longer pushed me. Only Meri, who'd been shaking my thing with her hand trying to extract my essence, smiled with awkward eyes.

"...If you don't want to stick it in, you can just extract it."

"No. I almost made a big mistake. Yeah. Meri. Listen well."

I took a deep breath and aligned my glans tip to the root's end.

"Don't be a picky eater."

Whatever food was on the table, had to at least taste it. If I, who publicly declared I'd cover the world with Ras, rejected it just because the form was inhuman—even tentacle tree roots—that couldn't be called true Ras.

"Sorry, Tentacle Drasil. I had preconceptions about you."

Writhe, writhe.

The golden branches swayed left and right. Though the first 4-star I'd pulled, I felt like I'd wronged it too much because of appearance. So time to break that preconception.

"Whew."

There's a hole. Just stick it in first. Just taste it, and if it really doesn't work, just pull out, right? I steadied my breath and shouted with spirit.

"Raaasss!!"

Squish.

"Tastier than Gremory!"

"Hey!"

Not for eating daily, but worth eating about once a year.

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