Lewd Dungeon Master: This Orc Is Too Damn OP!-Chapter 229: You Can’t Handle Me

Amy, master of the 58th dungeon, staged an uprising against Gremory.

Gremory, rumored to be a vicious witch, was a powerhouse who’d protected her name for a long time, but more than that, Halphas who was practically her backer was the most fearsome existence.

[Attack Gremory and you might face Halphas’s revenge.]

Halphas went around bragging about having some kind of secret pact with Gremory, and through that pact, Gremory borrowed Halphas’s power bit by bit to expand her forces. Amy could’ve struck Gremory anytime but didn’t dare try out of fear of Halphas.

But the string snapped.

"Kuhehe, foolish creature. To think of resisting Halphas by allying with Andras."

Gremory betrayed Halphas. Though they’d made a pact planning to use each other, even after Halphas lent her a ★★★★ high-level monster, far from returning it, she killed it and didn’t pay the price for dealing with Halphas.

’Foolish thing.’

If she’d obediently attacked Andras and offered her to Halphas, forget the 56th position—she could’ve aimed for around 45th, much higher.

"Your pride ruined everything, Gremory!"

But Gremory didn’t strike Andras. Rather, according to Amy’s cold insight, it was more appropriate to say she’d allied with Andras.

"You joined hands and stabbed Halphas in the back!"

It was no exaggeration to say Andras staged an invisible uprising to survive against Halphas, and Gremory to escape from Halphas’s shadow.

"Therefore, I’ve come to cut the sprout!"

Amy swung a blazing whip forward. Gremory, who directly met Amy, contrary to rumors wasn’t riding a camel but came out to intercept Amy holding a grimoire directly.

"Well, this is ridiculous."

Whoooosh!

As soon as the pages of Gremory’s grimoire turned, a massive stream of water shot up. The fire whip struck the water barrier and lost its power, and Amy started swinging the whip furiously.

"My rank may be lower! But my forces are much stronger than yours! Get them!"

Monsters began appearing one by one around Amy. They all held burning snakes like whips in their hands.

"Smash her!"

As soon as Amy’s order fell, subordinates began wildly swinging burning snake whips. The water barrier quickly weakened while emitting steam, and Gremory bit her lip and took a step back.

"Kugh...!"

"How weak!"

Amy rushed through the whips and swung his snake whip vertically. As soon as the water barrier split left and right, Amy rushed like lightning and grabbed Gremory by the collar.

"Hahaha, which avatar is this now?!"

"Third one. Can’t you count? Idiot."

"Overwhelmingly defeated yet you don’t grasp reality! All you do is insult!"

"Ptooey."

Gremory spat blood-mixed saliva at Amy’s face. Though an avatar, that will could be fully conveyed.

"...You insolent bitch!"

Crack—!

Amy whipped Gremory’s cheek with the whip. Not only did a red line appear on her cheek, but Gremory’s facial flesh was gouged out. After learning it was an avatar, Amy’s attacks only grew more cruel.

"Consider yourself lucky to survive thanks to your magic! How long do you think you can keep sending avatars!"

"Haa, haa."

Gremory breathed heavily. Despite blood streaming down her face, Amy was briefly intimidated by the sound that seemed to fall into ecstasy.

"Wh-what?"

Could Gremory possibly feel pleasure from being hit? An absurd thought crossed Amy’s mind, and surprisingly, that guess was true.

"Haa, haa. Damn... I set the avatar sensation settings wrong."

Drip, drop.

Water droplets began falling from under Gremory’s skirt. Amy realized what those droplets were and was horrified. And threw the Gremory he was holding by the collar far away.

"You filthy bitch! Gremory, I was wrong to think of taking you as my subordinate!"

"Haha, haha. Too bad. Sorry, but you can’t handle me."

Gremory rolled on the ground covered in dust. The grimoire began burning in flames, and there was no longer any way for Gremory’s avatar to be active.

"And don’t be mistaken. You haven’t won yet. You think you beat me with just that? Big mistake."

"I need to whip you to come to your sens... no, then you’d be happy and piss yourself. You perverted bitch!"

"To survive in this hellish world, I had to become a pervert. Hehe, you know what? Solomon actually likes guys who go around spreading their seed everywhere."

"You biiiitch!!"

Amy’s face turned bright red as he swung the whip. The burning snake grazed Gremory’s shoulder, and Gremory hung her head low while blood poured from her shoulder.

"Kuuugh, huung, hueuk! Converting pain to pleasure...!"

"You’re not normal, you’re abnormal! According to you, that means Solomon likes someone like you! I can’t accept it! Don’t defile the Demon King’s honor!"

"...Starting a war with the human alliance is to screw the Goddess and you’re talking shit."

Gremory barely stood up. Her legs were shaking, but she still had strength left to stand.

"Why do you think I kept buying time with avatars...?"

"Hmph! Whatever you do, you can’t match me!"

"...Really?"

Clap. Gremory clapped her hands. The avatar quickly scattered as mana, and Gremory appeared from the opposite side riding a unicorn with red hair flying.

"What? A pervert appearing on a unicorn...?"

"Pervert, that’s harsh."

Gremory crossed her legs leisurely on top of the unicorn standing sideways.

"What do you think I did while buying time with avatars?"

"So whatever you did is useless—"

Amy instinctively turned his head sideways. A burning sensation flared on his earlobe, and whatever grazed his earlobe embedded in the forehead of a subordinate right behind Amy.

Smack—!

"Th-this is...?"

"Yeah, it’s called slinging stones."

Whoosh, whoosh whoosh, whoosh whoosh whoosh—

Behind Gremory, a swarm of orcs appeared spinning stockings stuffed with stones.

"Let’s see you take exactly what I took."

"Where did these orcs come from?!"

"Where do you think?"

Gremory spread both arms and shouted.

"Ras Vegas!"

***

I had to retreat quickly. Other than grabbing the Dimension Stone, there was no time to grab anything else.

"Legion Commander, this woman?!"

"Ah shit...!"

To put it bluntly, unconscious Valac was dead weight. It wasn’t like Valac was the only fallen angel, and she’d just be someone to take once and be done with, but still, she’d become a demon so it felt wrong to abandon her.

If I had time, I could grab all the magic stones, but all I could carry in one hand was either lion corpses or Valac.

"Dammit, whatever! Galahad, Guinevere! Just grab her!"

It was too much to run carrying a huge lion. So I boldly gave up Vapula’s corpse and ordered them to only grab the relatively lighter Valac.

"Thank you!"

Guinevere, practically in the same boat, happily grabbed Valac. As a priest of the Goddess, a sense of mission to save an angel who’d once been the Goddess’s follower was visible.

’Priests are amazing.’

Guinevere showed absolutely no lustful thoughts. As Lancelot’s husband, that’s how it should be, but it was impressive to actually practice that in this emergency situation.

"Guinevere, I’m leaving the enemy response to you and Galahad."

"What?"

"Luna needs time to recover her divine power. You two buy that time."

Because she’d poured out so much divine power, Luna’s divine power was now bottoming out. It was wasted by using it like rapid-fire, but if I’d known this would happen right after conquering the dungeon, I never would’ve done that.

"Ugh, fuck this is so annoying!!"

I was furious at Vapula’s dungeon’s winding straight path. While we were running backwards through Vapula’s dungeon, I worried terribly about what might be happening in my dungeon, whether Gremory was okay.

"Damn, I can’t even contact through the system right now."

"Master, calm down."

"Right. It’s not much farther now."

We were running at full speed using every ounce of strength. If we had to fight right upon arrival without recovering, that was a problem to judge after arriving at the dungeon.

"Lune, where did I open Vapula’s dungeon portal?!"

"Next to the slime sub-dungeon!"

Ras Village direction. A position where we’d quickly pass through the cavity and go down to basement level 1. Considering what Shaitan had said, the enemy definitely had a portal installed at the farthest point of basement level 1.

’It’s completely empty right now!’

Besides Shaitan, there were no executive-class beings to command troops, and troops that could be considered core strength were deployed elsewhere. The closer we got to the portal, the more anxious I felt, but my legs didn’t stop at the thought that it wasn’t far now.

"Master, the portal!"

"Yeah!"

Since the dungeon Seizure Battle already ended in our victory, the portal had changed to a two-way portal.

"Uoooooh!"

The dungeon master has returned. To reassure my subordinates by widely spreading my voice, I deliberately roared at the top of my lungs. If anyone was in front of the portal, I’d blow them away immediately.

"I’m coming!!"

Rustle—!

My vision momentarily went dark, and my heart sank at the gloomy atmosphere as soon as I arrived at my dungeon. Had it already been taken?

"Shaitaaa—n!!"

[You’re here!]

Shaitan responded immediately to my voice. Around Shaitan, the shouts of orcs and the bloody smell of the battlefield with clashing swords and spears were thick.

[Please come underground!]

"Got it!"

There was no time for questions. Since Shaitan said underground, I had to run unconditionally to basement level 1. Behind me, the members who’d attacked Vapula’s dungeon returned through the portal.

Wooong!

As soon as all attackers returned, the portal cruelly closed. Maybe because the Dimension Stone that was Vapula’s dungeon’s core was in my hands, but it was likely a phenomenon from starting a Seizure Battle with another dungeon.

’Thanks for letting us return.’

If the portal had closed, we would’ve almost had to traverse the entire continent to return to my dungeon.

’If the portal closed immediately when a new Seizure Battle started, that would’ve been fucked.’

Fortunately, such a disaster didn’t happen, and I sincerely thanked Solomon for making such pro-dungeon master design in this aspect. And having received a continue chance, I had to spin my brain fiercely and move quickly.

"Luna, throw Valac in the prisoner cell and rest on the bed! Come down as soon as your divine power recovers somewhat!"

"Got it. Don’t overdo it before I get there, okay?"

"Of course!"

Luna herself was strong of course, but recovering divine power was more important. Guinevere handed Valac over to Luna and ran after me to the cavity.

Not a single person was in the cavity. Instead, for some reason, Amdusias transformed into unicorn form and two Worwolves were smiling brightly at us.

"What?"

"Shaitan sent us! Ride!"

"Got it!"

I hugged Lune and quickly mounted Amdusias. Guinevere and Galahad also mounted the Worwolves’ backs splendidly. Amdusias started running as soon as I got on.

"What’s the battle situation?!"

"I don’t know either! Shaitan told me to wait here and bring Master when you arrived!"

"Tsk!"

It wasn’t a problem to get angry at Amdusias, but I regretfully kicked Amdusias’s belly and urged her to run faster.

"Just run!"

Amdusias and the two Worwolves passed through the cavity, made a smooth U-turn, and arrived at the stairs going down to basement level 1. Amdusias transformed into a woman upon arrival, and I grabbed Amdusias’s waist and hurried down the stairs.

"Sorry!"

"It’s not about being sorry! The dungeon’s a shitshow!"

Jumping down three steps at a time and entering basement level 1, thick blood smell pierced my nose. While vision went briefly dark during entry, fury surged thinking of our legion soldiers fallen bleeding on the ground and Shaitan caught in enemy hands.

"Shaitan—!!"

"You’re here."

The voice that responded to my roar was too leisurely yet solemn, and also trustworthy. And a voice I couldn’t have expected to be here. Shaitan was smiling shyly next to the voice’s owner.

"Why are you...?"

"My mission is to protect Ras Vegas. But..."

The blonde princess knight Eila was gripping a sword stuck in the ground with a smile across her face.

"Where Ras exists is Ras Vegas. I’m not the type to stupidly only guard the city. Master."

"I love you, Eila!"

I ran to Eila grateful and proud and kissed her.

Smack, slurp, sluuurp!

...I only meant to bump lips.

The tongue was Eila’s doing.