Volume 3 Chapter 8 (2/2)

Ancient Elf briefly shrieked. Twisting around her ankle was… something… a purple tentacle of some kind extending from the wall…

”Ancient Elf!”

I hurried to grab her but was too slow. Connected to the tentacle was a purple octopus monster and it was activating some kind of magic. In the next moment, Ancient Elf and the purple octopus were gone. The magic must have been [Transfer], I concluded. So long as it was within one's own dungeon, Transfer could be used to move to any desired location even without a prepared transfer array.

I thrust my hand forward in an effort to hand over the ring to her but only touched the empty air. The ring fell to the ground and made a clanking noise, as I collapsed into the ground myself.

”How, How!? Just how could I have not noticed it!?! I shouldn't have let my guard down. For that matter, how did that monster get past Ancient Elf's senses!?”

As much as I could without seeming too unnatural, I acted as though I was flustered, full of regret and didn't understand anything that was going on.

It was an act with the [Evil] Demon Lord as the audience in mind. If he believed my act, he would be thinking something like he was lucky that his plan worked.

Combining the information of Ancient Elf being watched and the information we had gathered on [Evil] beforehand, I had reason to believe this trick would work but never had I thought it would go this smoothly.

In accordance to my plan with Ancient Elf, we had deliberately fallen into the enemy's trap but from that moment on, I wondered what the enemy would do next.

Nevertheless, I would have preferred it if he could have waited for a moment longer; I really wanted to see the look on Ancient Elf's face when I put the ring on her finger.

Or could it possibly have been because he saw that that he decided to start his plan?

I sighed as I picked the ring up from the ground.

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”It worked! No way, I didn't think it would go this well.”

Within the crystal room of his dungeon, he saw the stricken-with-despair Procell and snickered.

And then, by using his privilege as the dungeon's Demon Lord to transfer to anywhere within his dungeon at any time he wished, he relocated to his private chambers in the second room of the first floor.

This chamber was totally gloomy and filled with ominous atmosphere. In addition to a bed, there were the many torture devices and the uncouth instruments lined up. While this chamber was mainly used for [Evil]'s hobbies, it was also for improving his fighting force; using the chamber many times over to pleasure himself with the women and making them scream. Remembering that made [Evil] Demon Lord Morax laugh vilely.

Ancient Elf's ability to search for enemies was troublesome to Morax. By knowing of each of her enemies' movements, an ordinary surprise attack wouldn't work on her. But then, by observing her keenly, Morax found a gap in her ability. He had observed that the only information she could gather remotely were those that could be perceived by the eyes and ears. He was convinced of such after she repeatedly did not take notice of the monsters disguised as the walls. Confident he found the weakness, he enacted his plans.

”Gufufufu, first is to train you.”

He said, staring at the gigantic water tank in a corner of the chamber. The tank was filled with a pink-colored mucus. Within the water tank were the octopus monster which transferred there and the blond-haired beautiful elf.

”I wonder how long you will last”

The pink mucus' true identity and effects included being a strong aphrodisiac, a muscle relaxant, a mind enhancer, a hallucinogen, and so forth.

Consuming some amount of it would immediately break any sturdy warrior.

By directly transferring to it and submerging Ancient Elf into the tank full of mucus, the octopus monster had safely rendered her powerless. So long as she was under the mucus' effects, they need not be afraid of her, no matter how strong she was.

”Wonderful, simply wonderful!”

Submerged and wet, her clothes clung to her body and gave emphasis to her bodyline. Her face so beautiful, it terrified him; her large and nicely shaped breasts; her dazzling white thighs; the splendidness of her bodyline up to her buttocks… the [Evil] Demon Lord was already ecstatic.

Ancient Elf struggled within the water tank but the very sticky mucus made her actions meaningless. Its effects had also addled her mind enough for her to not be able to use magic.

Even if for some reason she was able to resist the mucus and its effects, the water tank was made of a special magical metal that would take a dragon to destroy it.

As a result of her futile struggle, she took in more of the mucus. Though even if she hadn't, the mucus would seep through her skin and steadily break her.

After a while of struggling, she then became motionless. Either she ran out of breath or the mucus had taken effect. [Evil] endured the strong urge of taking her out of water tank and having his way with her right away, and instead waited for about a minute to ensure she was really knocked out and could not recover from the mucus's effects.

Her clothes were opened and looked almost risky. The sight of that alone fueled [Evil]'s lust even more. That's enough already, thought Morax before ordering his subordinate monsters to take her out of the water tank.

”Now, time let us enjoy ourselves. Well, truth is I know I shouldn't be doing this because something like this would anger [Creation] but with such an exquisite product before me, how could I endure!?”

With her body covered in the mucus, each time she took a breath and thus making her chest rise and fall, his nether region reacted.

Such a fine female specimen… he had not and probably would not again see a woman as fine as her.

First, he effortlessly took off her outer garment. From then on was the fun; the powerful aphrodisiac and hallucinogens would soon take effect and make her lose control of herself, enslaving her to his desires. It was the same as always.

Thinking about it calmly, I don't have to fear [Creation] anymore, do I? Especially now that his greatest fighting force has fallen into my hands. If I train her up a little, she'll do whatever I say.

With a face full of lust, Morax creepily wiggled his fingers as his hands approached Ancient Elf. Just a little bit more and it's the moment I've waited for all this time; just a little bit more and I could touch her.

Right when he thought his hands had touched her, she opened her beautiful jade green eyes and stared at him. Her eyes were cold and unfeeling, as though she was looking at nothing but an insect instead of a person. But most of all, her eyes weren't those of someone under the effects of the mucus but rather someone fully capable of reason.

”Eh?” said Morax, dumbfounded, as he raised his hands up to his face and found them missing. Soon after that, came the realization of the pain and then the screaming.

Ancient Elf then stood up and spoke

”Did you have a good dream? You better wake up soon though because I'm quite mad for you interrupting at the good part. Don't expect me to show you too much kindness.”

Upon hearing those words, he felt anger enough to drive him mad.

As far as he was concerned, women were to be abused and dominated but here was one that was looking down on him instead. There was no way he could forgive such. He had decided he would violate her over and over and over again until she was completely broken. And after impregnating her a number of times that she was then useless, he would kill her in the most gruesome way he could think of.

Promising himself that, he took the monsters in his [Storage] out and ordered them to attack.