DD 202 Ch 9 (Patreon)

Chapter 9

Trish tried to negotiate a few more trades with us, this time going after our mana crystals.

I let her have a few before giving excuses and escaping with Ami to the boss room on the 30th floor.

Crimson was at the boss waiting for us and whisked us back to the campsite at the event. “Hope that was fruitful.”

“Very.” I said, kissing her on the cheek. Part of me wanted to grab her braid and push her down on the bed. I was fairly pent up after Ami’s acting.

She gave me a smoldering look, likely sensing my eagerness. “Let me send Ami off to the Nagato Clan. Does she have everything she needs?” Crimson opened a portal.

“Yes.” Ami nodded, somehow having already traded out her bodysuit for her butler outfit. “I’ll perform my duties and be back in a few days.” She dipped her head and walked through the portal.

“Now where were we?” Crimson asked. “Stamina training?”

Something tight wrapped around my neck and clicked as a chain rattled.

I turned to see Des with the biggest smirk on her face.

“Come on, time to pay up.” Des said. “You’re going to do as I say, and so is Crimson.” She put another collar around the powerful adventurer, excitement evident in the temptress’ eyes.

Des’ pink eye behind her purple hair nearly glowed.

“Yes Mistress.” Crimson played along just fine.

I cleared my throat. “Mistress, what would you have us do?”

“Don’t worry, you’re going to love it.” Des started walking, and we both had to follow her or let the chains pull us over. “Red, get on your hands and knees. Ken, strip her. Slowly.”

Crimson played along, getting down on the bed and wiggling her butt at me.

I unzipped her red leather suit and peeled it back off Crimson’s obscene curves slowly, letting Des savor in the moment of being in control. Each moment of Crimson’s soft flesh pushed out of the tight leather was tantalizing.

“Yes.” Des licked her lips. “Red, that cock looks mighty tasty. Give it a lick.”

Crimson spun around quickly, and licked me like an ice cream cone from base to tip. “So good, Mistress, can I do more?” She stuck her tongue out for another lick.

“No. Ken, grab her hair and give her all that she wants.” Des was clearly excited by her opportunity to orchestrate our night.

***

I wiped at my brow as we finished up another round of the vampire event. It had been a week since returning with Ami.

“Another of the chest plates.” Helen stood up from the smoke and tossed it at me.

The last three of the chest plates had gone to waste because no one wanted them. So, into my CID they went. I’d split out the profits later after Crimson took me to a UG safe zone to offload everything.

“We got the speed boots!” Penny picked them up and people started to raise their hands.

The boss had died several dozen times now, and they were a common loot that many people wanted. It seemed that movement speed was a universally loved stat.

Maybe if there were enough by the end of this that we started selling them, I would buy a pair for Ami.

Either way, the goal for farming the event wasn’t just to gear up, but to get our levels up for the raid on the 32nd floor. Those monsters would be level thirty-two, but far harder than normal.

We might even want to be a few levels above them. I checked my CID, looking at my stats. The weapons from The Harem Queen had made a sizable difference, including them in my stats made me smile at my progress.

Gear was a part of an adventurer’s strength, and I was no longer viewing them as a separate part.

Ken Nagato

Class: Emperor 

Secondary Class: Demon Lord 

Level: 30 

Experience: 11% 

Strength: 95

Agility: 214

Stamina: 166

Magic: 112

Mana: 124

Skills: Dark Strike, Earth Stomp, Charm, Metamorphosis, Sprint, Absorb, Discharge, Dark Blades, Shadow Arm, Camouflage, Shadow Ambush, Elemental Shield, Portal [Special] [Restricted], Mana Burn, Hydra [Elysara], Cleave [Fayeth], Spell Mirror, Dungeon’s Blessing, Blades of Shadow, Mana Implosion, Shadow Wave [Desmonda], Revive [Charlotte], Shadow Phase, Dodge, Liminal Speed, Eyes of Wisdom [Crimson], Delirious Pleasures, Triple Breach, Arcane Singularity

Now that I had hit level 30, I’d gained yet another new ability. [Arcane Singularity] had a fancy name and a powerful ability to go with the name. It was a little tricky to use in a large group though.

Any spell, allied or enemy, within five feet was sucked into the ability like an [Absorb] that lasted ten seconds.

Using it in the middle of the vampire casters had essentially allowed me to spam [Discharge] for the whole duration.

I was officially back above average stats for my level. At 30, the average adventurer should have 600 total stats if they were keeping themselves balanced. I was about twenty percent ahead of the curve, but I knew much of that was the push I’d gotten from the epic gear from The Harem Queen.

If I wanted to continue to stay ahead of the curve, I’d need to keep pushing.

“Ah, back to torture.” Taylor grumbled. “Think if we hide here for a few hours, that Crimson will miss us?”

“You say that loud enough and you’ll find yourself weighed down like Ken.” Kendra laughed.

Several of them looked at me, seeing the weights around my ankles and the big metal cuffs on my wrists.

I shrugged. “I have to weigh myself down for you all to keep up.”

“Oh.” Several of the girls playfully gasped.

Taylor rolled her eyes. “You have that stupid broken ability. If I had that, you’d be kissing the ground that I walked on.”

“Probably.” I agreed. “But I’d also be chasing after you like a demon.”

Taylor huffed and threw her mace over her shoulder. “Oh well, let's get back to training everyone.”

“How her tune changes.” Des sauntered up next to me and took my arm, running her hand over my bicep.

“You’re in a good mood.” I peered down.

“Still in an afterglow from being in control of you and Crimson.” She admitted and held my arm as we left the basement of the castle.

Each of my steps was still heavy as I adjusted to the new weights that Crimson had put on me. Operating [Liminal Speed] helped me work my agility and to a lesser extent my stamina. Adding in weights worked my full set of physical abilities.

Time with the ladies helped my mana and I had [Shadow Arm] as a relative way to exercise my magic. My class, while incredible, did need me to train all of my stats.

At this point, I was a training machine.

And my women were working to keep pace.

Fayeth had a new shield that weighed nearly a ton and would practice with just about anyone, focusing on being able to block any and every attack that came her way. Her strength was climbing quickly, along with her stamina.

Unlike me, she could focus whole heartily on just two of her stats. The others were all doing the same. My class was difficult in that it utilized all of my stats, but I liked to think it gave me a higher potential.

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it. You’ll have to win another bet with me though if you want to put a collar on me again.” I told her.

“You liked it. I let you be aggressive. Only difference was that you were aggressive when I wanted you to be.” Des grinned. It had really been about control more than submission for her.

“Ken, do you have time to train?” Fayeth caught up with us.

I smiled at how hard they were all working. The previous concerns of out pacing them were a distant memory. “Of course. It’s either work with you or have Crimson try and crush me with her whip.” I chuckled awkwardly. It seemed that even being intimate with Crimson didn’t spare me from her training.

We wound down from the trail, talking happily until we got to camp and split up for our training. Des had taken Felin to the side with Charlotte; the three of them would beat each other up with spells while Charlotte practiced her healing.

Fayeth pulled out her heavy shield. It dropped into the ground, the edge biting into the hard soil. “Don’t go easy on me.”

“Never.” I switched out my weapons for a duller pair of training blades and rushed her.

She lifted the heavy shield in time to block my first strike and stepped back, twisting the shield to push me away rather than deal with the second. “Getting old on me? That was slow.” She taunted me and pushed hard on the shield to try and throw me off balance.

I leaned into it, using my heavier weight so she didn’t throw me off.

Once Fayeth was fully extended, I used [Dodge] to slip to the side and caught her on the shoulder plate with my training blades.

She didn’t even mind the hit. Her feet were rooted to the ground and she was actively healing as she fought.

“By the way, I had to sell the cream that Crimson got to replace Felin’s pillaging.” I decided to make this fight harder on myself.

“You what?” She swung the shield to get me off of her.

Purple lightning was already starting to race up my arms after the few strikes.

But it didn’t save me though as her shield glowed and rushed at me as she used [Shield Bash] to bloody my nose. “Do you realize how many calories we all need after this training?” She huffed. “That cream is a vital resource.”

I used [Hydra] so that we could go at the fight without any real injuries. “You sound like Felin right now.” I teased her, dancing around her shield and going in for a few quick strikes while she was recovering.

“At least tell me you used it for a good cause.” She got her shield back up in place and twisted to continue to put it between us.

That was fine. I hammered on the shield like it was a drum, working on my own forms.

“I bought Ami a belt and then Charlotte a staff, only for the staff to be obsolete by the time I got back.” I admitted.

Fayeth tried to bash me with her shield again, but I danced backwards. Then I used [Shadow Arm] to catch her shield and keep it extended as I went in for another round.

Roots coiled around her shoulders, protecting them from my attack as her strength increased and she clipped me with her shield before I could move out of the way. She hadn’t moved it much, but with the weight of the shield, it still threw me off balance.

“So, you bought Ami a belt with cream?” She frowned.

“The safe zone.” I reminded her.

“Yeah, the one with the bad people you are going to take the assassination job for.” Fayeth hurried me through it before I explained it again.

“I didn’t say I’d take the job just yet.” I admitted.

“No. The way you talk about it, even if you get wildly different information back from Ami, you’re going to go after them.” She looked over the lip of the tower shield at me.

“You sound so certain.” I felt like I hadn’t quite made up my mind.

“Even if those people aren’t entirely good, they are trapped down there. I won’t say the elves never do anything bad, but I don’t think we’d trap people and force them to work for the rest of their lives. Honestly, we’d just kill them before we did that.” She activated an ability to create a green shield behind her when I tried to reach around with [Shadow Arm].

My stacks of Liminal Speed were building, but I was so slow with the weights on that Fayeth was keeping up.

“Because even prisoners should have rights?” I asked, dodging back.

“No. Because if you let assholes take advantage of people, they always go too far.” She swung her shield to meet me as I tried to dodge around to her side.

“That’s fair.” I said, hammering her shield and making her grunt with the effort of holding it steady. “I still need to know more before I go back.”

“Yes, well, you are taking us when you go back. Maybe even the whole class. After all, we are all in Silver Fangs.” She tried to slam the lip of the shield down on my toes.

That move typically would have broken something. Thankfully, I used [Dodge] to slide back a foot. “Careful.”

“You’ll heal.” Fayeth grinned. “That’s what you get for selling my cream. I’d threaten to withhold food, but we both know I’m going to stuff you full after training.”

“I love you too.”

“Then do me a favor and get Des’ mana high enough that she can use your portal ability, and I can send her on shopping trips.” Fayeth blew me a kiss in return and tried to break my toes again.

“Savage.” I teased and continued to bang on her shield. “Des needs no encouragement. If I let her, she'd drain me dry.”

“Let her if it gets her mana up.” Fayeth switched the shield to her other arm. “Now, without cream, what am I going to make?”

“You could do barbecue.” I offered.

“You and Felin are two peas in a pod. It’s always meat, meat, meat with you two.”

“Don’t forget the sauce. That’s the best part.” I shot back, my training blades ringing out a staccato rhythm on her shield.

Fayeth rolled her eyes. “Because that’s what holds all of the flavor, perfectly cooked meat, grains and veggies are important for making sure we all stay healthy and get the maximum gains from this exercise. That includes the cream!” She pushed back.

“Fine. Fine.” I smirked and lifted one that I’d saved from the negotiations with Trish. “Here.” I tossed it to her.

She dropped her shield to catch it and put it in her CID.

I ducked in, raising my blades threateningly.

Fayeth just stared me down as she put the cream away. “I. Dare. You.”

I took advantage of her not having the shield and grabbed her by the waist for a deep kiss, booped her on the nose, and then stepped back for her to pick up the shield again. “Love you Fayeth. I didn’t sell all the cream.”

She shook her head with a smile and squared up against me again. “Ah. I should have known better. My adrel wouldn’t leave me high and dry.”

“Well, Felin won’t have much cream she can poach.”

“That woman.” Fayeth sighed. “At least we get along well. Though, it will be up to you to make her adrel with the rest of us. This ‘pride’ she talks about hinges on you.”

We started to practice again, dancing together for my training blades to clash with her shield for a moment before breaking apart again.

I danced around her, forcing her to move her heavy shield and making myself move to work on my own stats. “She’s not that bad.”

“Tell yourself that when she goes into heat for the first time.” Fayeth smirked.

“Wait, is there a timer on that?” I asked, suddenly concerned.

“Now you ask?” Fayeth playfully clicked her tongue. “Should have considered that earlier, my adrel.”

“No seriously.” I smashed past her shield with my increasing speed. “She’s got some control over that right? Medicine or something?”

“Of course she does.” Fayeth smiled. “But a troublemaker like her? Something’s bound to go wrong.” She used my moment of hesitation to drop her shield on my foot. “Got you!”