Lewd Dungeon Master: This Orc Is Too Damn OP!-Chapter 190: Two-Front War

Project Avalon very smoothly broke ground.

In just six more days, the human knight would hand over the building without even noticing the Demon King’s army portal opening, and through it our legion would convert humans’ life force into magic stones and utilize them as dungeon resources.

Half the mid-grade magic stones used for that.

The remaining mid-grade magic stones were appropriately divided and used to summon mounts for our legion’s mobility.

"Even if it’s not enough for the personnel count, 30 is sufficient."

The number of orcs didn’t even reach 200 in the first place.

The squad system had evolved so my sons, whose rank and experience had risen, could organize squads of 10 or more, and I entrusted the Worwolf cavalry to Percival among them.

"Legion Commander, may I ride around the Ras Vegas area?"

"Of course. Patrol the surroundings periodically. Report to Eila immediately if enemies appear."

Though only 30 orc riders, cavalry was always an important role that reversed the tide of war. And what we’d ride wasn’t just Worwolves.

Jokamel specialized in transport though slow in mobility.

Unicorns that consumed several times more magic stones than Worwolves but were worth it.

And slime dragons as fast as horses when passing through already-opened holes.

Our mobility was sufficient, and through that mobility we could traverse the entire widely-spread battlefield.

Multi-city Ras Vegas—my dungeon that was Ras Village and main base—Flauros’s dungeon that was triple expansion and bunker multi, and back multi Gremory’s dungeon.

Our legion’s forces connected through portals were spread wide, and we absolutely needed means to traverse between dungeons. I could just run recklessly, but for subordinates to run, mounts were essential.

Especially right now, in a situation where two places were simultaneously under attack.

"Things seemed peaceful with just sex, then this happens."

"I know. On a day like today of all days...."

...12 hours remaining until Luna, belly swollen with eggs not my semen, gave birth.

Ras Vegas faced attack by a new human force, and an uprising occurred at Flauros’s dungeon.

***

[Ras Vegas]

"The humans have various equipment. Numbers approximately 500."

Andras reported information she’d scouted with her own eyes from the air.

"They pitched camp much higher than where the subjugation force camped before. Existing tunnel networks are unusable."

Tristan reported what he scouted through the watchtower. Having become squad leader of the orc archer squad, he had eyes as sharp as Andras despite being an orc. He quickly found where the mysterious enemy had positioned themselves.

"Hired mercenaries. Most are adventurers."

Eila, commander of Ras Vegas defense forces, immediately identified the enemy.

"Andras, was there any strange emblem or anything?"

"Yeah. This shape."

Andras drew a symbol below. Eila clicked her tongue seeing the geometric emblem’s form.

"Emblem of House Pisces. Did they hire mercenaries in bulk to get revenge because they’re in a hurry?"

"Isn’t Guinevere alive?"

"They probably misunderstood Master would capture and kill him in the dungeon. Without some confirmation method, Guinevere is a dead man to them. We should deal with them considering that. Andras, what’s the enemy force composition?"

"There were archers and mages so I couldn’t identify details. Sorry."

Andras could only grasp numbers. As if they’d already studied information about Harpy Angels’ air raids, humans poured arrows and magic mercilessly at the scouts.

"But the number is roughly 50. There’s also that siege toilet Master mentioned before."

"Weapon."

"Anyway, something like that."

Andras explained to Eila the form of what she saw.

"A trebuchet. They judged there are only monsters inside and no humans."

"Even if there were, they wouldn’t believe it. It’s strange to think anyone’s still alive. If Master—Father hadn’t given orders, we probably also...."

Percival trailed off. He didn’t intend to create anxiety, but if Rok hadn’t dreamed of harmony between humans, the orcs’ staple food would’ve naturally changed from slime dragon bodily fluid to meat long ago.

"Master definitely showed them the hostages’ condition last time."

"The Goddess Church priests probably raised hell about those who committed taboos. Those who communed with monsters are owners of wicked minds no different from monsters, so purify them by burning with flames."

The guild master recited what he knew in detail. Ras Vegas residents had already escaped through portals, but the guild master wanted to remain in Ras Vegas.

"You’re not trying anything weird, are you?"

"Of course not. I have no intention of leaving this city until I create the ultimate underwear the Legion Commander speaks of. Lady Eila is wearing it too, aren’t you?"

"...I appreciate that, Guild Master."

Eila blushed while fingling the thigh-high stockings under her steel skirt with her hands. She still hadn’t tried stocking play with Rok, but surprisingly, wearing stockings then putting on shin guards and armor was much lighter and more comfortable. The guild master who created such functional inner armor—losing him would be a considerable human resource loss for the legion.

"If it gets dangerous, escape through the portal. If captured as prisoners, all humans will lose their heads."

"If that happens, I’ll become a dullahan and make more stockings. Haha."

"...Quite bold. Good. Then you too become a member of the defense force protecting Ras Vegas."

Eila drew her sword from its sheath and caught her breath.

"500 adventurers. Not a single one will enter Ras Vegas."

***

[Near Ras Vegas, Subjugation Force]

"Thank you, Sir Gray. It’s an honor to have you participate in the holy war."

"Not at all...."

Gray smiled awkwardly at the priest lifting his yellowed teeth in a wide grin. The priest was confident of victory and slightly looked down on Gray.

"Surely the Goddess gave this trial to purify the wicked monster horde. She passed judgment on complacent humans. I’ll pray briefly to the Goddess."

While Gray listened to the priest’s words, he grumbled internally. Because of that judgment, countless humans died, and women suffered unspeakable violations. The stimulating memories still unforgettable made Gray uncomfortable.

’So many damn adventurers.’

The adventurers who came vowing to recapture Zabiyaba and revenge Priest Francis—Guinevere Pisces—were hired from Count Pisces’s territory. Among them, a minority of priests as Goddess Church followers led the adventurer group, saying they’d at least recover the body and honor Guinevere to the Goddess, a being who might even aspire to the next cardinal position.

’Why’d the baroness fall for that.’

He’d tried to pull out his status and suppress them with authority if needed, but the baroness’s eyes spun at the massive amount of gold and treasures delivered from Pisces territory. From the baroness’s position, she could be sufficiently tempted by Pisces territory’s envoy promising to create a subjugation force and support reconstruction funds.

But Gray, whose mind was elsewhere, only hoped Spica Castle would be safe. All the adventurers gathered at Spica Castle were adventurers who’d camped near Zabiyaba, and their departure caused considerable power drain at Spica Castle.

’Need to find the building quickly.’

Gray fondled the ’coupon’ in his breast and calmed his excited heart. His head was full of only the kind heart of the woman who could be called the building’s owner, making Gray restless.

’She was amazing.’

If there was a cradle, it would be there. Thinking of her kind heart naturally made him vigorous. The priest felt the same.

"In the end, everyone will be saved and the Goddess will bring down the hammer. So take it easy and fight. Uhehe!!"

’Right, recapture this place so she won’t withdraw her company.’

Though Gray would want nothing more than if she personally spent a night with him, how wonderful would it be if she called a woman equal to her and let her spend a night with Gray? Gray steeled his resolve.

"Priest. About this operation...."

Gray began discussing the Zabiyaba recapture operation with the priest in a serious voice.

***

[Rok’s Dungeon]

"Dad, I can’t let Guinevere go. I’ll protect him."

"I also have no intention of just letting him go."

Guinevere knew my ambitions and was essentially my son-in-law. Though the enemy came to rescue him, Guinevere didn’t make a fuss nor was there reason to say ’please take him.’

"Legion Commander, give me a chance to protect Father."

Guinevere’s proud son Galahad showed spirit to defeat the human horde camped near Ras Vegas to reclaim Guinevere. Sorry to Galahad, but if I didn’t deploy forces to the right places, it would be quite troublesome.

"Galahad, your destination is Flauros’s dungeon."

I hammered the nail.

"Flauros still has a long way to recovery. The wounds from the unicorn, Amdusias, seem still deep."

"You heard? There’s no one to protect Flauros’s dungeon right now. We need one person to protect our dungeon. And that’s you."

Galahad nodded with a complicated face. Though his will to directly protect his father was admirable and dignified, using divine power made him much better against monsters.

"Galahad, your role is the ultimate weapon. An orc who uses divine power. Not a card to pull out against humans. But perfect against monsters who dared attack us. Especially if they’re beings of much lower rank than me."

"...Indeed. Understood."

"And Guinevere, there’s more than one or two protecting you right now. Can’t you see your mom glaring right now? She’ll break the legs of anyone trying to take your dad, and if your dad tries to escape, she’ll pull out his soul to stop him from leaving."

"Dad!"

Lancelot screamed. She seemed embarrassed about what I said about her in front of her son, but I seemed to know from the smell what Lancelot had done.

"How many times did you drain Guinevere before coming out?"

"...6 times?"

"Only 1 hour, right? Guinevere’s legs are trembling because of you so he can’t even escape. No, is he trying to escape because he’s drained by you?"

"I was going to drain three times but Guinevere wanted to do more so I did three more times!!"

"...Right, I see."

I unintentionally learned about my daughter couple’s sex life. At least I learned Guinevere had no will to escape alone, so I could defeat the enemy with peace of mind.

"Then Galahad, let’s go."

"Y-yes."

Galahad followed me with a dazed face. Though the enemies stationed at Ras Vegas seemed much more numerous and dangerous, the opponent wasn’t one to underestimate.

"...Fuck, I’m so nervous."

What kind of trick did they pull? I couldn’t understand.

[Seizure Battle: Belial has suddenly opened a portal!]

Belial.

The demon protecting rank 68 dungeon.

And if my prediction wasn’t wrong, his original name was Dantalian.

An enemy climbing up by dungeon-crushing through uprising, and this time the target became me.

"But we have Galahad."

User of divine power.

And there was also someone who’d step up if needed.

"...Please make it so I don’t need to step up. I ask you."

"Ah. ...Yes! I’ll do my best!"

Galahad gentlemanly understood my meaning immediately.

***

"Lord Seere. Preparations are complete."

"I abandoned that name."

"My apologies, Lord Dantalian."

"...I abandoned that name."

"I’m sorry, Lord Decarabia!!" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"...I also abandoned that name, no, never mind. Come to think of it, it’s my fault for changing names in such a short time."

The black-haired old man closed the book he was holding and stepped forward. That door was the iron door announcing Flauros’s dungeon entrance.

"Let’s go. It seems I can collect four faces today."

The pages of the black-haired old man’s book contained three faces together.

Original Dantalian, current Belial.

Having wiped out three higher dungeons, he opened a portal to Flauros’s dungeon and started an uprising.