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Dungeon Builder's Harem Book 6: Blazing Passion in Another World

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Chapter 23

Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 23 - Leo finally thinks he can catch his breath. With his growing army of gorgeous and naughty monster girls, he has defeated King Thanitis gained a tenuous peace. He has a chance to regroup and to enjoy his bevy of monster girls! But as he regroups and grows his alliance of dungeon builders, forces are moving against him.

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The next day, Siwang felt really, really, really great. He loved his monster girls, but there was something special about Anji. She loved him because she chose to. His monster girls were all versions of them who could love him. That was how Leo explained it.

Siwang’s real mother was back in the other world grieving his death. She would never have sucked his dick or rode his cock. She would never have crossed that taboo line, but somewhere in the vast possibilities of the multiverse, there was a version of Xiongbu who could cross that line.

Who could have an incestuous relationship with her son? And it was the same for Lei and Guang.

But the Anji that he had spent the night with was the only version of Anji there was. And she loved Siwang. That made her special. Siwang’s heart sang as he entered his Vault. The Soul of the Void Crystal perked up at the sight of him.

She was like a dusky-skinned version of Siwang’s mother. The Soul didn’t have the same face, but the same figure. A sexy MILF. She quivered atop the black gem humming as it swallowed the power from the one Mana Vein Siwang possessed.

He needed more.

He had to find Mthunzi’s dungeon. Leo didn’t know where his first enemy’s dungeon lay other than a vague direction. Siwang would find it. He would search even farther away into the hills than he had. He gripped the gem and closed his eyes.

With Anji’s love and his monster girls’ support, Siwang felt invincible.

There was nothing the young builder couldn’t do.

So he started extending his tunnels. He didn’t have the power to lay out a large grid, so he was constantly extending tunnels, waiting to feel the mana, then destroying the few he made and shifting them. It was tedious work, but he kept at it.

With his mind sunk into the mental interface of the Void Crystal, he hardly felt the ache in his feet and lower back from standing in one place for so long. He just kept a hold of the gem and moved in a methodical pattern.

He concentrated on finding it. He had to get more powerful to help Leo. He had to find the— Power flooded through him. He gasped as he himself grew stronger. He had just hit Level 2. He could make even stronger monster girls. The words to new spells, ones he’d seen Leo cast, now rose in his soul.

“Lord Siwang, you are amazing,” the Soul said, her voice full of motherly warmth.

“I did do it,” Siwang said, a large grin spreading on his lips.

It was an incredible rush to find it. The tingle of power rushed through him. He clutched the crystal, his mind razing with the possibilities. He felt the rush. He could make new monster girls to roam his dungeon and guard it against...

What? He released his Void Crystal. What does my dungeon need to be guarded against?

Siwang had long since moved his dungeon’s entrance within Astovin’s walls. Yes, that death dragon had come straight for him, but he didn’t have to worry about adventurers. Anyone who could attack him wouldn’t be slowed down by traps.

He could streamline his dungeon. Just have his living area and Vault hidden using illusions. It was simple. Where his dungeon intersected with Leo’s, if he concealed the paths that led into his dungeon, intruders would flow into Leo’s dungeon and have to face his far, far, far stronger defenses.

Then Siwang could have the power to extend his dungeon even farther. He could keep going past where he found the Mana Vein in Mthunzi’s old dungeon and just drive his dungeon southeast toward the next Shrine.

Help Leo out. If they were both reaching out for shrines, they could combine efforts. So he reached toward the Shrine that was next after the Light one that Led had found. He drove his dungeon and he got maybe halfway there.

It was a start.

He smiled. “Well, let’s make some new monster girls.”

“Yes, Lord Siwang,” the Soul said, all bright and cheerful.


I watched the preparations of King Thanitis’s army. They would be marching in a few days. The king had reassembled his men, many of who had fled into the nearby hills in terror. A lot had been injured. He was letting them recuperate before marching south.

Our treaty was signed. I was his ally officially. That felt good to have the support of a king. Myreman was a large kingdom, too. A powerful one from what I was learning. There were parts of the world where the land wasn’t even claimed. Just left abandoned save for clusters of city-states who just controlled enough land around their cities to keep them fed.

That was such a shame that the world was in this state. I wanted to fix it. So much work to do. I needed to reach toward the Water Shrine. Siwang had told me his plan. I liked it, and it made sense. I hoped he could reach what Fara thought might be the Life Shrine.

It was important to get the Shrines. Siwang could make Level 2 Monster Girls, and I wanted him to get more glyphs. Soon, I would support him in attacking rogue dungeon builders. It was the best way for him to gain in power.

A stronger Siwang would only help us all.

I trusted him.

And I was glad that he had Anji. She was cute, and he looked so happy with her.

“Hey, Leo,” Usiku sent to me.

I blinked at being contacted by my fomorian. “Yeah? Is there something wrong?”

“Why else am I calling,” she said with wry amusement. “A new dungeon builder has appeared near Sharithin. Raided a few of the farms. The halflings are a tad spooked. They’re just getting over Sulanga’s raid, getting back to normal, and now this.”

“I’ll be right there,” I told her, letting my scrying sensor go.

I made the arrangements.

“Wow, haven’t seen these in a while,” said Kassie as she stood in the Teleport Hub staring at the three zombified horses I had. I’d made these to travel over long distances in my tunnels before Kassie figured out how the teleportation circles worked.

“Yeah, they’re not the most comfortable,” I said.

“I can handle this, Lord Leo,” Halia said. She had joined us with her new sword on her hip.

“I’m sure you can,” I said. “But this isn’t about killing a rogue dungeon builder. He just appeared. He hasn’t killed any of the farmers, just raided their grains. I want to talk to him. When your adventurers are a tad more capable, we’ll start sending you out into the world.” I didn’t like Halia going out. “So keep training them. If we start implementing the Watchtower Plan, then we’ll start encountering more of these rogue builders for you and your adventurers to kill.”

“Okay, Lord Leo,” Halia said. She didn’t sound happy.

“I’ll be right back,” Kassie said. She stood on the teleport circle to Sharithin with all my werewolves and phoenixes around her. The six monster girls crowded the circle. There wasn’t room to fit the three horses on there. “Asud Gu.”

They all vanished in a burst of light. In about ten seconds, the light flared again and Kassie appeared by herself. I led my horse onto the circle, the zombie placid. Uncaring. It didn’t stink. I had zombified them right after killing them, so they had no time to decay.

Mom and Hagane led the other two horses. Halia watched, looking annoyed. I would have to make it up to her. Eventually, I would have to just unleash her on rogue dungeon builders. She wanted it, but I was afraid for her.

I loved her.

I didn’t want her to die.

“Asud Gu.”

Light burst and when it faded, Usiku was standing there. She smiled as I stepped off the circle and threw my arms around her. My purple-skinned fomorian kissed me with passion. Her lips melted on mine. I grabbed her ass, our tongues dancing.

She was such a gorgeous thing. I was glad she had served me after I killed Mthunzi, her owner. Usiku had fought me, tried to kill me, but I had prevailed. Now she was mine. It was strange, I supposed, but I had become used to it.

I had too many lovers who used to be my enemies.

Like Halia and Hagza.

I broke the kiss and said, “Do you have any idea where his dungeon is?”

“The pixies are scouting,” said Usiku. “Mala!”

“Yes, Lady Usiku,” one of the pixies said. She fluttered up on her diaphanous wings. Her light-blue hair swayed in a cute bob around her adorable face. “I’m ready to serve, Lord Leo, in any way you need.” She winked.

“Just lead me to the dungeon,” I told her. “We can worry about that stuff later.”

She threw her arms around me, her wings fluttering fast. “Yes, Lord Leo.”

Mala had hot lips and a very agile tongue.

Mom had an amused smile on her lips. “You should visit here more often. Your poor monster girls are getting so lonely.”

“Yes, yes, I’ll host an embassy orgy, Mom,” I said.

“That’s your responsibility,” she said, looking at me so seriously like she was telling me to clean my room or something.

We led our horses out of the embassy into the heart of Sharithin. The halflings glanced toward us. A cheer went up through them as they saw me mounted on my horse in my gray robes and breastplate. I held my spear like a lance, the tip crackling with energy. Mom and Hagane mounted up while the werewolves stayed in their female forms.

For now.

The phoenixes and Mala took to the air, flying above us.

The halflings weren’t afraid. They did look so tiny when I rode past them on horseback, but they cheered and clapped. They waved at me. I grinned and nodded to them, trying to be lordly and friendly. It was wonderful to see the city getting put back to right. The halflings were cleaning up their city. Lots of new construction marked where old buildings were destroyed.

Including a few that I had wrecked by thrusting up my dungeon exits around the city.

I had come to these people’s rescues. I had liberated them from oppression. I held my back straight as I rode through them, a huge smile on my lips. I felt such pride for what I had done. I had accomplished something important here.

I had done something to improve their lives. I was proud of what I had done.

I nodded to the halflings that we passed. None of them were afraid. It was amazing. This was my dream for the world. Where the normal people and dungeon builders could work together. Where monster girls were seen as friends, not foes.

“Hey!” Mala called. “Things are going so well here.”

“They are!” a builder called to the pixie. He waved to her as she swooped over, her wings buzzing. “We’ll be finished next week.”

“Awesome!” Mala said. “Lord Leo, this is Verin. He’s one of the best builders.”

“Lord Leo,” the halfling said, pulling off his cap and bowing. “Thank you so much. My family and I’d be dead without you. Terra saved my life.”

“Of course, she did,” I said. “I’ll let her know, Verin. And you have all you need?”

“We’re doing fine,” he said. “Sharithin’s learned to be self-sufficient. Our king ... well, the king doesn’t like to leave Analim.”

“I’ve heard that before,” I said, shaking my head. Like with Myreman, the king of Anoshorie didn’t bother to lift a finger. In fact, Kassie didn’t even go to the king. She came to me. I had no idea Sharithin wasn’t the capital of its own country but just one of several cities.

It seemed like the world really was just city-states with some kings claiming to rule land that they didn’t do much but maybe send tax collectors to. It was sad that the world had come to this. That the people were so isolated from each other.

It took some time to ride through the crowds. Word quickly spread, and it became a parade as more and more halflings gathered to cheer us on. One woman gave my mother a bouquet that she smelled. Smiling, she wove the flowers into her hair.

I wouldn’t be surprised if those flowers just lived on Mom. She was a dryad.

Hagane just watched it all dispassionately as she sat astride her zombie horse. The werewolves moved around us, grinning. They had the sort of joyful look of a dog, but far sexier. They were enjoying the praise, too.

And, I was certain, the young halfling males were enjoying ogling their naked bodies.

Finally, we reached the city wall and the north gate. The damage here was also being repaired. Beyond the city was a small market town where farmers would sell their crops, so it was also bustling. But that was a good sign.

The farmers, largely, had hidden in their farmsteads and root cellars. Sulanga hadn’t gotten around to them, so he hadn’t touched their fields. Sharithin wouldn’t face starvation. I could help with that, but I didn’t need to.

So that was a relief.

It was a lot of effort to enchant land to grow crops swiftly. That was what the Astovinian farmers were doing. There were vast fields in my dungeon that were growing food fast. I would soon have to start exporting it.

That was another thing my dungeon could be used for. Transporting goods swiftly across the world. I mean, I could move any trade goods with a thought from one end of my dungeon to another. I could also “store” items in my Void Crystal to later pull them out.

 
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