Chapter 14 Exploration Part ③
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
We stopped in the boss chamber to check stats.
Somewhere in the chaos, she’d leveled—her Sex Sorcery II jumping to III.
Tied with me now. Not sure how I felt about that.
Her Agility Boost and Mobility Boost had risen too.
My Appraisal III hovered near rank-up. Maybe IV by floor twenty.
After she topped me off with Vitality Transfer, we pushed into floor eleven.
The air changed.
Stacked stone gave way to rough walls tangled with ivy and roots.
”Whoa… it changed all of a sudden,” she murmured.
”This is still tame. The wall material’s the same.”
”Wait, really?”
Her curiosity almost made me smile.
Then she froze.
I peeked past her—and saw a pudgy, soft-pink bipedal pig blinking at the air.
”…An orc,” I muttered.
Her eyes lit up. “It’s so cute…”
”It’s also a walking pile of goblin-level libido.”
Her smile cracked. “…Ew.”
”Headshot it before it stops being cute.”
She hesitated, then tried Energy Drain. Mana coiled around it—
The orc staggered… then straightened, eyes blazing red.
”Eh!? Why didn’t it work!?”
”Vitality Recovery. Orc racial. Resists drain.”
”You didn’t tell me that!”
”You didn’t ask. Also—shoot.”
Its body cracked and bulged, plush fat snapping into corded muscle.
The cutesy pig was gone. A wrestler under a boar’s skull glared back.
”Ehh—” Her voice broke.
It roared and charged.
I scooped her up and leapt aside as it blasted past.
The wall shook with the impact.
We landed. She collapsed to her knees. “…Why was it like that…”
”Told you. Could’ve let it die cute.”
”This world is cruel…”
”Anyway, look.”
The orc lay still, head crushed flat.
”…Eh? It killed itself?”
”Charge scales power by distance. Miss and hit a wall, rebound kills them.”
”…A defective species?”
”Basically.”
I pried out its Mana Stone. “Max Charge hits like a Goblin Lord’s Soul of the Gob. Around +60 from distance and +100 base—about 160 attack. Lethal if it lands.
But defense and magic defense are trash. About forty HP. All muscle, no brains.”
”…Death is mercy…”
”Please don’t go yandere.”
Something snapped in her eyes.
Every orc we saw after that lost its head in one clean shot.
”Quick Draw,” I muttered. Her first-shot speed boost was carrying her hard.
She kept walking until we found a lone chest.
”Appraisal says clean.”
”Then open it!!” she blazed.
She froze. “…A board?”
I Appraised it. “Orc Wood. High quality lumber.”
Her face went blank—then she screamed, “Thaaaat’s so freaking dumb!!”
Her voice rang down the hall.
The ground trembled.
”…Oh no,” I said.
Dozens of orcs came stampeding in, squealing like enraged pigs, all dropping low to Charge.
”Wall!” I snapped, casting Create Wall. Stone surged up, and I pulled her up the stairs I shaped behind it.
They slammed into it in one massive roar—and blew straight through, headlong into the dungeon’s real wall beyond.
The ceiling shook like an earthquake.
When the tremors faded, the orcs lay still—half dead, half twitching.
If we left them, they’d just suck up stray Mana Stones and get stronger.
I dropped down, sealed the corridor with Create Wall, tossed in gunpowder bags and a lit match, then stacked two more walls.
The blast hit like a god’s hammer.
Stone cracked, air roared, the walls shivered.
When the smoke cleared, only scorched corpses remained. They crumbled to dust, leaving Mana Stones I scooped up quick.
She stayed quiet, still mortified about screaming earlier, and slipped back to scouting.
We moved fast—this floor was probably clear now anyway.
The smell of roasted orc lingered.
”…Kinda want pork ginger,” she mumbled.
”Same,” I said.
Dinner decided.
At the stair landing, I checked my stats.
Creation Magic III was ready to rank up—probably from nuking dozens at once.
Still no level-up.
From there, the floors blurred.
She popped heads with Lonisera, and I rigged traps to trip and skewer orcs.
Every chest had more Orc Wood, and my patience thinned.
Then, on floor fourteen—
“Uh… there’s one with swords on its back.”
“…You’re kidding. Rare variant.”
An Orc Slayer.
Plush body, twin flamberges, chilling aura.
“We can’t go down till it’s dead,” I said.
“Headshot or bust.”
She lined up, fired—
—and it twitched, the shot grazing instead of piercing.
”I’ll pin it—cover me!”
It shed its plush shell in a burst of muscle and boar’s skull, blades drawn.
Then it moved.
The ground cracked.
I slipped past its Charge by a hair, felt the wind shear my cheek.
She fired—three rounds slammed its back in crimson sprays.
I lunged in, hammer raised—
—but it twisted midair, parrying with White Blade Flow and countering fast as thought.
I blocked with my arms. Sparks bit my skin.
”Damn fast…”
I flicked Appraisal.
—
Demonkin — Orc Slayer
HP 35/80 | SP 25/60
ATK 40+20 | DEF 1 | AGI 20
Traits: Vitality Recovery I, Dual Weapon
Equipment: Flamberge ×2
—
Close, but if I risked the finish it might dodge again.
She caught my eye, and I saw it—she’d do it.
I just had to keep its gaze.
I made a big fake swing.
The Slayer tensed to mirror me—
—and suddenly went limp.
”…What?”
”Yes!! It worked!!” she cheered.
”…What?”
She’d hit it with Charm.
While it stood slack, I crushed its head with my Warhammer.
Right. Energy Drain failed on orcs, but Charm… apparently didn’t.
”Just a normal Charm,” she said innocently.
”You’re kidding me.”
She wasn’t.
Succubus blood made her Sex Sorcery absurd. Even so, a rare getting mindbroken that easy was nuts.
”Besides,” she added, “the new one only works if they’re looking at me.”
”…New one?”
Her lips curved as she flashed a sly little V-sign near her mouth, eyes narrowing in a sultry smile.
I blinked—
—and she vanished.
”…Huh?”
She reappeared by the wall, hugging herself, trembling, skin flushed, clothes askew.
”…What did you do.”
”D-didn’t do anything.”
”Liar.”
She flailed, voice cracking. “That’s entrapment!”
”Only if you incriminate yourself.”
Her face scrunched, pouting hard, until she muttered:
”…Tempting Smile.”
Figures. An advanced Charm variant.
My Sex Sorcery resistance should’ve stopped it, but… nope. My head was still buzzing, body burning with stolen vitality like after Vitality Transfer.
Honestly, having her keep using that on me seemed dangerous.
…But getting kissed as a side effect was tempting.
”I won’t push it. Let’s move on.”
”…Okay.”
She let out a long breath, shoulders loosening.
Next was floor fifteen.
Monsters from the same race as the floor twenty boss would start spawning there.
We were close now—I just wanted us to reach the end in one piece.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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