Free Web NovelChapter 345: The Choice
To root out any uprising at its source, I crushed every demon from Andras on down.
Some, like Andromalius, were completely wiped out and their dungeons turned into sub-dungeons of our legion. Others, like Flauros, had their dungeons converted into multis for our legion.
And then there were cases like Amdusias and Kimaris, where the dungeon was shut down and the entire faction absorbed wholesale as subordinates of our legion.
If the former represented the results of the existing Seizure Battle system, the latter could be called the result of recruitment as a dungeon owner under the newly applied legion system.
And there was still one figure who fell into neither category.
[Belial.]
Starting from Dantalian, he had held the same kind of thinking I did.
Climb up from the bottom rung, one step at a time. My starting point had just been 63rd place, and Belial’s had just been 71st.
Roughly 34 days after I took possession of my dungeon, Belial and I settled things.
Naturally, the result was my victory.
Belial’s faction was completely wiped out, except for Belial himself and his two daughters, both naga. The three survivors were sent to the ranch, where they did labor day in and day out to help with our food situation.
That was the labor they were supposed to be doing. The two naga daughters, and Belial too.
"Master, I’ll report what I’ve put together. The humans and harpies at the ranch conspired to take turns monopolizing Belial, practically hogging him to themselves. The eggs that were supposedly laid by Belial and the humans were actually laid by the harpies. The harpies handed over some of their eggs as payment in exchange for getting to enjoy Belial."
It was tangled to the extreme, but to put it simply: Belial hadn’t been laying any eggs and had just been getting his rocks off the whole time.
"Did the female adventurer who took Belial’s seed lay any eggs?"
"No. They tied off the tip of Belial’s cock and just rode him from the top. Then when he begged to be allowed to cum, they’d call a harpy over and have him cum inside her instead."
"Good grief."
I got goosebumps thinking about where all the leather gear strapped to Belial’s body had come from. I’d thought only his seed was being managed, but learning that even his ejaculation had been controlled made my balls clench up.
"So that kind of thing was going on in places my gaze didn’t reach?"
"Yes. It seems Gremory didn’t pay much attention to that side of things either. What would you like to do?"
"Humiliating Belial and breaking his spirit was definitely effective. But if I let a wrong process slide just because the result was good, the legion’s discipline won’t hold."
It wasn’t an issue worth reprimanding Gremory over. We didn’t particularly care what went on at the ranch. As long as the ranch hit the quotas assigned to it, that was enough.
"Wasn’t Belial originally supposed to be handled by the humans? Why did the harpies get involved?"
"At first the humans took care of him on their own, but then their period came. So during that stretch a harpy took over, and after the period ended, the two of them tried to monopolize Belial together. They pretended there were no problems with the egg production."
"What nonsense. Well, actually, I can see it. A handsome cock that feels that good, of course they’d want to keep him to themselves. Though demons probably didn’t actually want to bear his children."
Belial and the two women hung their heads. The two women had ignored my orders and instead humiliated and trained Belial themselves.
"I should probably also reward them for keeping Belial in line without any incidents for over twenty days."
What to do. I mulled it over and decided to give them a punishment that wasn’t quite a punishment.
"I’ll commend you for your active work at the ranch. But the sin of still having failed to drown Belial in the pleasures of Ras is a great one."
The human adventurer and the harpy clung to each other, trembling. The mission given to them, above all else, had been the spreading of Ras, and yet Belial had still not been corrupted by Ras.
"W-we worked hard!"
"Yes. You worked hard, but with results like these, it’s a shame."
"It’s only been about three weeks!"
"Do you know how many dungeons I conquered during those three weeks?"
The two women fell silent. If Belial had a will of steel like Lucifer’s, then nothing could be done about it, but punishment still had to be meted out to those who failed their mission.
"They can’t just twist the mission I gave them however they like."
If only to send a warning to the other subordinates who were watching this situation closely.
"I’m sentencing you two to a trip to the Nest Tower."
"What?!"
"What does that...?"
"Nothing complicated. You’ll go there and roll around with a new cock for a night. Lune, Shaitan. Cast the muscle relaxant holy magic on these two."
Even if they got reamed out by something the size of a forearm, they’d be back to normal after a day. I gave the order to send them to the Nest Tower without explaining anything further.
"A n-new cock? Since it’s the Nest Tower, does that mean a bird?"
"It’s a cockatrice, isn’t it? Ugh..."
"I’m fine with it though?"
"You’re a harpy!"
The two coconspirators bickered as they were dragged off by the orcs. Whatever they were expecting, what awaited them at the Nest Tower was surely a minotaur with a massive cock ready to greet them.
"I should swing by the Nest Tower soon too and see how things are going. Shaitan, are all six of them adjusting well?"
"None have died yet."
"So they’re doing well, then."
I wondered whether the six minotaurs who’d joined our legion were currently enjoying blissful Ras, or whether they were on the verge of being fucked to death by Harpy Aellos who were nearly their size.
"Once things here are wrapped up, I’ll head over to take a look."
"Should I add it to the schedule?"
"Yes. Please fit it in without disrupting the route."
With a human and a regular harpy being added to the mix, an inspection-slash-sightseeing trip seemed like a good idea. After taking care of what needed doing first.
Step, step.
I lifted Belial’s chin with my foot. He was bound in the same bondage gear as the two women.
"Heh heh, Belial. It’s been a while."
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Belial was watching me and my forces with complicated eyes. He wore a troubled expression at how massively our power had grown in just over twenty days.
"What’s the reason you’ve called me?"
"To give you one last choice."
I tossed a dagger to him. Belial’s eyes lit up at the sight of it.
"I told you, didn’t I? For every egg laid, I’d extend your daughters’ lives by one day. And yet what do we have here? Instead of laying eggs, you just spent your time having fun with humans."
"That’s your subordinates doing whatever they want!!"
"You should have begged and pleaded. If I cum and no egg is laid, my daughters die. From what I hear, you were rather uncooperative, just swinging your hips lazily? Or no, did you start to enjoy sex with humans?"
"Cut the nonsense! Don’t try to humiliate me!"
Busted. Honestly, Belial wasn’t at fault here. If there was any fault, it was ours for being negligent in managing our subordinates, but fault like that didn’t really matter.
"If you didn’t want to hear nonsense threats, you should have won, shouldn’t you?"
"Grrk...!"
A tyranny only possible because I was the victor. Belial glared at me with an extremely sour expression. According to the Geneva Convention, prisoners are to be treated as people, but this world was an isekai where the very concept of a prisoner didn’t exist.
"Prisoners are mine. I can do with them as I please."
So whatever I decided to do with Belial was entirely up to me.
"Belial, in consideration of how long you’ve held out at the ranch, I’ll give you a choice. Will you obediently join our legion and give your all as a stud, or will you simply die?"
At my words, Belial’s eyes began to dart around. I had deliberately lowered my voice, so Belial realized this was his last chance to choose.
"If I die, what happens to my daughters?"
"Does a dead man need to concern himself with the living? You won’t be around to see them anyway."
Belial closed his eyes at the painful truth. In that moment, the two naga women were dragged in by orcs. They must have been in use until just moments ago, because the holes on the lower halves of their snake bodies were spread wide open, with sticky semen still oozing out.
"..."
The two naga, barely conscious, shuddered the moment I touched them. Snakes are supposed to have cold blood, but Belial’s two daughters were burning hot from the repeated sex.
"Hmm, marinated in aphrodisiacs rather than alcohol."
"..."
No matter how demonic, no one would stand by silently as their family was violated. But Belial bit his lip until blood welled up, holding back his rage.
"Why? Worried I’ll kill your daughters if you get angry?"
Belial still didn’t answer. But I could tell from his expression and his aura.
"I’m not the one who’ll kill your daughters. You are."
I presented Belial with a binary choice.
"Who will you kill? Pick one. As you can see, one of them absolutely has to be eaten."
"What...?"
"See, I have a hard time making decisions about things like this."
I explained Lime’s evolution conditions. As the former dungeon owner, Belial immediately grasped what I was about to do to fulfill those evolution conditions.
"You’re going to take my daughter and...?"
"Yeah. Feed her to Lime so Lime can hit 4-star. Her form will be... well, your daughter, I guess. Heh heh heh."
What kind of four-star she’d turn out to be was anyone’s guess, but if Lime ate a naga, who at least had a fairly voluptuous upper body resembling a woman’s, those features would likely come through clearly.
"I just can’t bring myself to make the call. So you choose. Who would be a good one for Lime to eat?"
"You... you bastard..."
"If you don’t choose one within ten seconds, both of them die."
I had no intention of killing them. The naga Belial didn’t choose would simply be sent back to the ranch, and the naga he did choose would just go on living after being eaten by Lime.
"Lime’s evolution requires consumption, not synthesis."
So if I temporarily made the target a "subordinate" rather than a prisoner before having her eaten, resurrection would certainly be possible. It was a workaround exploiting a system loophole, but it wasn’t actually blocked, so what was the problem?
"And I’m not even really killing her."
Belial’s two daughters glanced at me with panting eyes. I deliberately avoided their gaze, lest Belial catch on.
"I explained everything to them before Belial arrived."
I had called the two naga in before Belial and explained the synthesis with Lime to them.
"The naga eaten by Lime will become a subordinate of our legion."
"What do we gain from this?"
"Freedom. The freedom to have sex freely."
One of them would be formally inducted into our dungeon as a subordinate, but she’d have to die once. Of course I’d resurrect her with a magic stone right away, but the experience of being eaten alive would be beyond words.
In exchange, after going through that death, her treatment would be markedly different. One would die and be reborn as a member of our legion, while the other, having pathetically survived, would be sent back to the ranch.
"Now, Belial. Choose. Who will you kill?"
The one making that choice would be Belial himself. It was somewhat cold and cruel treatment, but Belial, who had shown hostility toward me, couldn’t simply be left alone.
"..."
The two naga quietly waited for Belial’s choice. I was curious what kind of thoughts would lead Belial to what kind of decision.
Would Belial prefer life as a special prisoner being used at the ranch, or would he prefer living in this world even if it meant living like a dog?
"I’ll start the countdown. Ten, nine..."
"...You need a female naga for the evolution?"
"Hm?"
"I’m asking whether a female naga is absolutely required for that slime’s evolution."
"It doesn’t have to be specifically a female naga, but I just thought eating a naga would look fitting."
If Lime, who led the eel-shaped slime dragons as their leader, took the form of a naga, leading the pack would be easier too.
"...Fine. Then eat me, and let my daughters live."
"What are you talking about? The naga part isn’t the important condition, the female part is."
"...I am female."
Crack, crunch. Belial’s body began twisting in an instant. His shoulders narrowed, his waist cinched in, and his jaw became more delicate.
"...What’s this?"
"Through specialization in holy magic, I just... changed my body to a male one."
Belial, now completely a woman, with everything changed down to her body hair and the color of her irises, glared at me with ruby-red eyes. Her face really did look like the two daughters’ features blended together in equal parts.
"Eat me... and let my two daughters live."
"This is crazy."
My mouth started watering on its own.
"This calls for a complete revision of the plan. Oh ho, here’s a snack I haven’t gotten to try yet."
"What...?"
"Lime, hold her down."
Lime flowed down from the ceiling and restrained the body of Belial, who had become a naga. And I flipped on my appetite switch.
"Yes. I’ll eat well and let your two daughters live."
"W-wait,"
"If I’d known it was a mother-daughter rice bowl, I would have eaten ages ago!"
I lifted Belial’s lower body up first.
