"What, in essence, are ears to an elf?"
I shouted before the soldiers arrayed in the square.
"Every person defines elves differently. But if you ask for their single greatest outward feature, everyone will point to these pointed ears."
Twitch, twitch. In front of everyone, Lune twitched ears longer than a finger.
"These are also a symbol of the elves. Just as orcs have muscle, minotaurs have horns, and harpies have wings, these pointed ears are a feature that plainly sets elves apart from every other species."
I snapped my fingers. The magic orb Gremory had suspended in midair projected the object placed before me in every direction.
"I agonized over it. Whether to show you this or not. But I cannot fail to show it. Look. This is the atrocity committed by our enemy."
I held up the elf ear, the marks where the enemy had chewed at it all too plain. On the inner side, even the cut cross-section was visible.
"They cut off an elf’s ear. This is the same as tearing off a harpy’s wings, the same as plucking out an Andras’s feathers. These are the sort we must face. Our opponent is... the master of the 29th-ranked dungeon, Astaroth."
The soldiers began to stir. With plenty of enemies still remaining below rank 38, the announcement that we would go straight for the 29th-ranked dungeon caused a bit of an uproar.
"Have no fear. We have grown strong. Every one of us except the forces on the Sagittarius front will take part in this battle. This is a holy war to defend the dignity of the elves. Soldiers of the legion, hear me!"
Bang! I slammed my seax down into the ground. The back of my hand reddened, and the burning aura of the tattoo began to ring out in all directions.
"Whose are the elves?!"
"The legion’s!"
"Who alone may have sex with elves?!"
"Only the legion!!"
"Who alone may make elves lay eggs?!"
"Only members of the legion!!"
Bang! I struck the ground once more. Every soldier slammed his weapon into the ground.
"Just so! The elves are ours! The Cream elves who are hotter than anyone inside the dungeon but play the innocent maiden outside it are ours, and the Cookie elves who have mastered every kind of sex inside the dungeon are ours as well!"
The Cookies and Cream elves, gathered together in one spot, flushed and bowed their heads.
"I ask the elves! Who may sow their seed in you?!"
"Only the Legion of Wrath!"
And since they too were members of the legion, they stomped their feet lightly in time with my halberd striking the ground.
"Just so! Custody of every elf belongs to our Legion of Wrath! Which naturally means the virgin elves who left our legion are ours as well! We merely let them go out of consideration for them; by rights they were ours to take, ours to drive our cocks into!"
A small courtesy toward the elves had produced this result.
"I apologize for my indecisiveness. Even if it meant forcing them and turning them into dark elves, I should have made them the legion’s! But the past cannot be undone! Even now, I will rescue them and make them ours for certain!"
Shaaa.
The tattoo’s aura began to settle over the entire legion. A red glow started to swirl in everyone’s eyes.
"Look! We alone can save them!!"
Gremory scattered mana, and the magic circle floating in the air displayed new text.
[Elf Sowing Reincarnation Probability (Average)]
Human: 0.4%
Orc: 0.9%
Minotaur: 0.1%
Andras: 0.03%
Worwolf: 0.004%
"Ah, this is what is called the system! The Demon King’s grace, visible only to dungeon masters, set down in writing! Do you see it?! Every last one of you can cause an elf to be born anew!!"
Tension began to creep into the male soldiers’ faces.
The odds might differ from species to species, but the possibility that they could sow their seed in an elf and reincarnate her, however slim, plainly existed. I picked up the gnawed ear once more.
"We will smash Astaroth’s forces to pieces and bring the elves back! Sow our seed in them and reincarnate them, and their ears will grow back, and only then will they enter our legion anew!"
Clang! I drove the halberd down again.
"This is how the rescued elves will be reincarnated, and this shall be the Reincarnation Theater!"
There, Sola, already a dark elf, knelt with her head demurely bowed atop a bed in the newly renovated, state-of-the-art barracks. Beside her, likewise naked, the Orc Paladin Galahad stood with his cock erect.
"The rescued elves will be assigned to the barracks! You will sow your seed in them day after day and make them lay eggs! Only then will they reincarnate and grow their ears back! This is a medical procedure! It is the treatment that lets an elf be an elf once more!"
Galahad raised his holy sword high. With a rattling sound, a leather chain descended from the ceiling, and Sola bound her own wrists in it, restraining herself.
"The rescued elves will not leave until they become cocoons. I say it again: this is a medical procedure. And for that, the elves must be rescued."
Bang. I brought the halberd down one final time.
"Let us go, Legion of Wrath. Let us show those clueless bastards who cut off an elf’s ears what true arousal looks like! Legion of Ras, rage!!!"
"""Raaaaas!!"""
***
A little later.
While all our forces moved out toward the battlefield, I shared a final farewell with Luna, who had been left in charge of holding Raspica.
"Take care of the legion while I’m gone."
"It’s kind of a bummer. Everyone else gets to go fight and I’m the only one stuck guarding this place."
"It’s because there’s no one else I can trust. With you here, we can seal this place up tight, can’t we?"
"Meaning fire the Luna Cannon if it comes to that? Got it. I won’t let so much as an ant crawl in or out."
Luna aired plenty of disappointment, but thankfully she accepted her assigned position without argument. I understood how she felt about needing to rescue the elves, but with her holding the rear, we could fight the war with peace of mind.
"The defensive force staying in Raspica is 200 ghouls and 40 Cream elves. If it were up to my feelings, I’d want to leave even more behind."
"I’m the opposite, though. I’d want to pull more elves out and add them to the rescue party. But you’re not going to do that, are you?"
"Of course not. You worry about me and the elves, and I worry about you and Raspica just as much."
After a bit of light bickering, we settled on splitting the Cream elves and Cookie elves half and half. The game was a contest over who could make Halphas come first, and I won by going in with my fingers.
"Even if we bring the Cookie elves along, they’re white outside the dungeon, so they won’t draw suspicion. And going into the dungeon is the orcs’ job. The elves will wait in the rear and transport the elves we rescue."
"You’re planning to catch any elves who slip out of the dungeon and bring them to the forest, aren’t you?"
"That’s right."
The unit that would form the alliance with the human forces consisted of 80 orcs and 40 Cookie elves. Arthur took overall command of the orcs, and Nifela served as captain for the Cookie elves.
"I gave Nifela a hint about this too, but the rescue doesn’t end with pulling them out of the enemy dungeon. What matters is moving them safely all the way to the Elven Forest, to the divine tree’s side."
"Because of the humans, right? In case there are guys who try to lay a hand on the captured elves."
It’s not that I distrust the marquis’s knights.
But we’ve built a joint front to rescue elves, and men consumed with the desire to have an elf just once, dark elf or not, are bound to appear. No matter that they rescued the elves with their own hands, I can’t sit there with my eyes open and watch an elf fall into a human’s arms.
"There’s nothing to be done for the elves already dead, but every elf still alive belongs to our legion."
"...It’s really tragic. They left the legion because they didn’t want to have sex, and this is what happens: raped and their ears cut off."
Her voice sinking, Luna wrapped her arms around me and patted my back.
"This is a queen’s order. Kill every last one of those Astaroth dungeon bastards. Men, women, no exceptions, every single one who laid a hand on the elves."
"Obviously. The moment they cut off an elf’s ears, they became people who cannot live under the same sky as me."
"...I’m saying this in case there’s a woman you want to sleep with, but even then, don’t forgive them; really kill them. However much you want them, I’ll make up for it myself."
"Heh heh, don’t worry. I intend to take ’everything’ from Astaroth’s dungeon."
I don’t intend to let them off easy even with their lives. After patting Luna’s back, I met her eyes.
"Even if there are some I want, I’ll hold back. If I truly can’t stand it, I’ll rape them and then kill them. If they’re demons, how about cutting off their horns and wings and selling them at a human slave market?"
"That’s crueler than I expected."
"Heh heh. I only pick and choose my methods a bit because I’m mindful of you girls; I can be as demonic as anyone. All the more so when they’re the ones making my women sad."
"...You sure have a way with words, for all the good it does."
Luna buried her face in my chest. On the dwarven-made heavy armor I wore, she left a deep kiss mark charged with her divine Power.
"Take care of the elves."
"Gladly, my queen."
I left my own mark on Luna, deep and unmistakable.
***
[A little later, the Allocen front.]
"Kya ha ha, do you sow your seed everywhere you go before you die on purpose?"
"Nobody goes off to die on purpose. I won’t see you for a few days, so I’m having sex because I’ll miss you."
"Sure, sure. Must be hard work, sowing seed house to house, Legion Commander."
Gremory wrapped her hand around my cock, cackling. Stroking my cock with her hand while her avatar knelt below to take my balls in her mouth and roll them around: the technique was anything but ordinary.
"You’re set on fighting this war big, aren’t you? You’re even pulling troops off the Sagittarius front."
"Overkill is fine by me. Take good care of this place while I’m away."
"Don’t worry. There’s nothing I’m better at than guarding a home. I’ll guard the dungeon just like I’ve guarded my womb."
"...Listen to you."
She may have moved into a fallen angel’s body, but the way she talks still puts most nymphomaniacs to shame.
"Lucifer will come to support you during the war. As the Seal of Pride, she’ll back up your dungeon. That way you can focus on the battlefield."
"How kind. So from today I’m the Legion Commander of the Legion of Pride? Kya ha ha."
"Something like that."
"...I was joking, but you answering seriously actually gets my heart going a little."
Gremory’s avatar pressed her lips to the head of my cock. The main body left a red lipstick mark on the inside of my armor.
"Luna did the same thing. Did you all agree to leave kiss marks as a group?"
"Won’t you take it as a message of love, wishing you victory and safe return?"
"Hearing that come out of your mouth is an honor."
"You’re even making me a Legion Commander; how could I not love you? Heh, no matter how I look back on it, spreading my legs that day was the right call."
Gremory beat her wings and pressed herself against me. It was the so-called standing carry position, possible for winged species, learned from the harpies and Shaitan.
"When I have kids someday, I’m going to tell them this: your mother lost to your father’s cock."
"That sounds pretty bad for their upbringing."
"It’s not wrong, though. Of course, right now... I’m winning."
Flap, flap. Having driven my cock into her pussy, Gremory slowly began beating her wings. She leaned her upper body back and started rolling her hips at a leisurely pace.
"This is practically a standing cowgirl position."
"Heh, feels good, doesn’t it? Now hurry up, sow your seed and go."
"Except I only kissed Luna. We didn’t have sex."
"...Did I mishear that?"
Gremory looked up at me with genuine shock on her face. I took hold of her hips.
"Sex before a battle costs you stamina, so it’s off the table. The messy, drawn-out kind is best saved for after the war is won."
"N-no way! Just when I was getting worked up!!"
"Sorry. I won’t sow any seed, but I’ll at least let you finish."
Smack, smack smack smack.
Gripping her hips, I rocked her back and forth, brought her off in short order, and pulled my cock out.
"I’ll leave you this instead of seed."
I raised up the avatar in place of the main body, which had blacked out. Then I took her face in my hands and pressed my lips hard against hers.
"...Been a while since I got a kiss with no tongue."
"A kiss deserves a kiss in return. We’ll bang after we win."
"Heh, the main body’s going to be furious when she wakes up. Bring the elves back safe. Oh, right, can I get permission in advance?"
"Permission for what?"
Gremory smiled crookedly and used sex magic below. Her clit swelled up until it was the exact shape of my cock.
"If we really do capture Rhodopelli, I get to have her?"
"...Do as you like. But you know to leave her alone if she’s a virgin, right?"
"By all means."
***
A little later.
I descended into the ’basement of Halphas’s dungeon.’ The key figures for the dungeon assault were already gathered there in one place.
"Halphas. If anything happens, send word through the portal immediately."
"...H-hey, master. Don’t get hurt. I-it’s not that I’m worried! It’s just that if you get hurt or die the legion falls apart!"
"Heh heh. Understood. Make sure you keep the troops moving down here from the top floor without delay."
"...Obviously. Master. Come back alive, no matter what."
Halphas didn’t leave a kiss mark on me. The other three standing nearby were subtly glaring at her.
"Then I’d better come back alive. Let’s go. Shaitan, open the portal."
[Opening a portal against rank 29, Astaroth.]
Vwooong.
A portal opened before me. I immediately took the three of them and threw myself into it.
"Lune, Lime! To me! And..."
Before I could finish, pink light burst out behind me.
"Block the passage, Meri!!"
Right in front of the opened portal.
"As you command♥"
Leveling her Watermelon Popsicle forward, Meri set up a Virginium Shield directly in front of the enemy dungeon’s entrance.
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