"Hahhh…"
The invisible pressure faded away.
Akame and Kurome slowly picked up their blades and stood.
Having learned from their earlier mistake, the two didn't dare act recklessly again. They had already seen how strict the rules of this dungeon were.
"The three of you are new adventurers, right? We happen to be heading into the dungeon ourselves. Do you want to join us? It might make it easier for you to understand how everything works."
Shinobu Kocho took the opportunity to extend an invitation.
Having more people meant more strength for conquering the dungeon. Especially when their current problem was the fifth floor…
Kurome narrowed her eyes. She didn't trust anyone.
But remembering the overwhelming pressure from earlier, she chose to hold back.
Akame and Mine exchanged a glance, then gave a small nod. They, too, were disoriented after suddenly being thrown into this place. If there was information to be gained, it was worth following.
[Name]: Akame
[Rank]: Level 3
[Title]: None
[Race]: Human
[Magic Stones]: 0
[Meme]:
D-rank: One-Cut Kill · Murasame (Level 3)
After checking the status information, it was clear: all three of them were Level 3.
To his surprise, their Teigu weren't treated as separate weapons, but rather as Memes.
Akame's D-rank Meme: One-Cut Kill · Murasame.
Kurome's D-rank Meme: March of the Dead · Yatsufusa.
Mine's D-rank Meme: Romantic Rifle · Pumpkin.
All three of them held D-rank Memes.
Logically, Teigu should have been classified as equipment or props.
But strangely enough, the Ox Talisman that Jade carried wasn't considered her Meme at all.
"Could it be… because Teigu can only be wielded by those who are chosen?" Yami muttered under his breath.
That seemed like the only explanation that made sense.
Still, their Level 3 rank, combined with the unique power of Imperial Arms, greatly boosted the overall strength of these adventurers.
At present, only three of his armed undead monsters had managed to evolve to Level 3. The rest remained at Level 2.
If Ella didn't personally take action against these three, it would be troublesome. Especially since the curse-like effect of Murasame's one-hit kill wasn't yet proven to work on dungeon monsters.
As for Yatsufusa, whether Kurome's ability to control the lives it reaped would also affect monsters was uncertain.
To test its limits, Yami had already spent 7,000 magic stones to hatch seven armored zombies, combat corpses, and heavily armored mummies.
On top of that, he had also created ten armored skeletons, costing another 4,000 magic stones.
With this many monsters, he had enough forces to distribute into separate dungeon teams.
After all, there was one rule to consider—
A dungeon party cannot exceed ten members.
Any extras would have to form another group.
This was exactly the problem Shinobu Kocho and her companions faced at the moment.
"With the new arrivals, our total count is fourteen," Shinobu observed calmly.
She quickly offered a solution:
"Mitsuri and I will go with Saeko and her friends to help them adjust to the dungeon. As for you—Viper, team up with Akame and the others."
She had her reasons. The three who came with Akame were powerful, and she had already gotten to know them a little along the way.
Shinobu and the others also took the opportunity to share what knowledge they had about the dungeon's rules and hazards.
Kurome still wore her usual cold expression, but for now, because of the dungeon's restrictions, she temporarily set aside her hostility toward Akame.
Among them, the five who had arrived from Busujima Saeko's world were all ordinary people at Level 0.
In contrast, Akame, Kurome, and Mine were already Level 3, and Shinobu's group were capable fighters in their own right.
It was the first time they had faced such a mismatch of strengths within one group.
For the newcomers, a team of four second-level fighters would be enough to help them adapt and gain dungeon experience.
As for Akame and her group, Shinobu left them with one final warning:
"Whatever you do… don't go down to the fifth floor unless you're absolutely certain."
Akame tilted her head slightly.
"The fifth floor… is it really that dangerous?"
Viper gave a sharp pout.
"Not just dangerous. Very dangerous."
"There are hundreds of monsters down there," he explained, "and worse… a monster girl whose strength is completely unknown."
Rei Miyamoto nodded grimly.
"It's true. Our entire party was wiped out once. We couldn't even resist."
Saya Takagi pushed her glasses up, eyes narrowing.
"Completely annihilated? But… you're still alive?"
Saeko Busujima shook her head.
"No. There's no true death in the dungeon, so long as the rules aren't broken. Adventurers can be resurrected—though it requires consuming magic stones."
Hearing this, Saya frowned, then nodded thoughtfully.
"…Like a game system."
But almost immediately, she caught on to something troubling.
"Then what happens… if there aren't enough magic stones to resurrect someone?"
The room fell silent.
"…This, we don't know."
Viper and the others spread their hands helplessly. They'd never encountered such a case.
Only Saeko and Rei exchanged a brief, uneasy glance. There was something in their eyes that suggested they had thought about it… but neither spoke.
Saya clicked her tongue, then exhaled in frustration.
"…Fine. Forget it."
With that, the groups split into two teams and stepped into the dungeon.
The system generated different labyrinths for each team, which only deepened the sense of unease.
"Ella, I'm leaving this part to you."
"Eh? Master, you're leaving already?"
Ella's expression fell, disappointment mixing with a faint longing.
Yami Tsukishiro blinked, then remembered—he had promised her a "reward."
"…"
He reached out, pulling Ella gently toward the throne.
Her eyes lit up immediately. With practiced ease, she dropped to her knees before him, awaiting her master's gift.
Ella's trembling hands reached down, fingers slipping beneath his belt. With a soft clink, she unbuckled it, then pulled open the front of his pants.
Her delicate hand slid inside, brushing against heat that made her breath hitch. Slowly, she drew it out—her master's thick, throbbing cock, heavy in her grip.
Even with both hands, her slender fingers couldn't wrap fully around the sheer girth.
She stroked it gently, her palm gliding along the length as it swelled, veins pulsing with warmth that radiated against her skin.
Her cheeks flushed crimson.
"A-ahh…" she gasped softly, eyes widening as she gazed at it in awe. The size alone left her shivering, her breath quickening with each throb that pressed into her touch.
Driven by instinct, she leaned closer. Her lips parted as she lowered her face to it, inhaling deeply.
The scent overwhelmed her, flooding her senses. Her body quivered, her eyes going hazy with lust and heat.
"Ahh… Master's smell…" she whispered, dazed, as her tongue teased at the corner of her lips.
Ella pressed her flushed cheek against his length, nuzzling against it as though worshipping something sacred. Her breath trembled, lips parting as she planted a soft kiss on the swollen tip.
Her tongue flicked out, circling it in messy, hungry devotion.
"Nnhh… haaah… slrp… chuuh~"
Lewd, wet sounds spilled from her lips as she licked around the head, every motion dripping with need.
Saliva trailed down the shaft as she worked her mouth hotter, faster, her noises echoing shamelessly in the chamber.
Then, unable to hold back, she wrapped her lips fully around him, sucking hungrily.
Her head bobbed up and down, deeper with each thrust, her throat convulsing as she gagged around his size.
Spit ran down her chin, strings glistening as she devoured him with the desperation of a starving woman.
"Glk—ghhhk—chuuuhh—haaahh~!"
Her eyes watered, yet they burned with lust, every sloppy sound fueling her fevered worship.
Her throat bulged as she forced herself to take him deeper, eyes shimmering with tears and heat.
She clung to him desperately, every motion saying what her voice couldn't: "Use me more… don't stop."
Her gaze locked on his, wide and pleading, her whole body trembling with shameless desire.
The lewd wet noises echoed, her devotion raw, her expression begging him to push her further to take control.
Yami's breath grew heavier, his patience thinning. Ella's dazed, tear-stained eyes looked up at him with that desperate plea, as if begging him to take control.
His hand slid into her hair, gripping firmly at the roots. The sudden dominance made her shiver, her lips still wrapped around his dick, her muffled moans vibrating with need.
"Nnnhh… haaah… ghuuhh~"
Her nails dug into his thighs, not in protest, but in worship her whole body trembling, begging for more.
The chamber echoed with wet, lewd sounds, each one louder as his pace grew rougher as face fucked her harder and harder, her devotion swallowing him whole.
Yami's grip tightened in her hair, his hips driving harder, rougher, his cock plunging deep into her throat with every thrust.
"Ghkk—guhhhk—mmphhh~!"
Ella gagged around him, tears spilling freely now, spit soaking her lips and chin. Yet even as her throat convulsed, her eyes never left his—burning with desperate, fevered devotion.
Her whole body quivered as though each thrust was a blessing, every brutal motion feeding the lust boiling inside her.
Yami groaned low, his voice thick with hunger. The heat inside him coiled tighter and tighter, every twitch of his cock straining against her lips until finally
"Fuck…!"
With a deep, feral growl, he forced her down to the base and held her there. His cock throbbed violently inside her throat before erupting.
"Mmpphh—nnngghhhk!"
Hot, thick cum poured out in heavy spurts, flooding her mouth and throat in wave after wave.
Ella's eyes widened, her throat bulging as she swallowed desperately, trying to take it all.
But his release was overwhelming, sticky white spilling past her lips, dripping down her chin in messy trails.
When he finally let go, she pulled back with a wet gasp, strings of semen clinging from her lips to his shaft.
Her face was streaked with tears, drool, and seed, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.
But instead of swallowing the last of it, she tilted her head up toward him, lips trembling as she slowly opened her mouth.
Inside, thick strands of his cum still pooled on her tongue, glistening in the dim light. Her eyes shone with bliss as she held it there for him to see, shameless and proud.
"…Thank you… for the blessing, Master…" she whispered, voice hoarse with lust, before closing her mouth again to savor his seed.
Yami reached out, his hand resting gently on her head. His voice was low, steady, but filled with command.
"Good girl."
Ella froze for a moment, then her whole body trembled. A radiant smile bloomed across her tear-streaked, messy face.
"Hehehe…" She giggled softly, cheeks flushed, eyes sparkling with happiness. Her lips curled into a bright, content smile as she leaned closer, basking in his approval.
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