Dungeon Builder's Harem Book 7: Passion Explodes in Another World
Copyright© 2020 by mypenname3000
Chapter 20
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 20 - A young man fights to save another world with his dungeon and harem of monster girls!
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Magic Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter Group Sex Harem Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Facial Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts
Kassie left when Esclava sent to me, “Leo, you wanted to meet with the dwarves. They are not happy that you didn’t show up.”
I groaned. “I’ll be right there. Sorry. It slipped my mind.” I glanced at Halia staring at the scrying circle. “I have to go and deal with the dwarves. Keep watch. Let me know if anything changes.”
“Of course, Lord Leo,” she said. “Good luck.”
I grunted and reached out to Hagza. “I have to go and speak with the dwarves. I’m moving you to the teleport room.”
“Thanks for the heads up,” Hagza said as I grabbed the Void Crystal. “It’s bizarre when you just shift us around without warning.”
I found her and shifted her to the teleport room before leaving behind the Vault. I stepped into my personal quarter where Maya and Nina played at checkers. I had made some games from our world. It wasn’t hard to make the boards. I grabbed my gray robes.
I strode by them as Maya bounced her piece across the board and Nina scowled. I left behind the living quarters and entered the throne room, passing through it on the way to the teleport hub. Hagza waited there along with Kassie and Melin.
“So, you piss off my grandmother and want me there,” Hagza said. “And not Melin.” Melin shot me a panicked look.
“Basically,” I said and stepped onto the circle that led to the embassy for the dwarves.
“Thanks,” Hagza said and stepped onto the space after me, her large breasts swaying back and forth. “I’m honored that you thought of me.”
I winked at her.
“Asud Gu!”
The light swirled around us. When it faded, Esclava waited for us. Her black hair fell down her back, her dark-red skin a delicious hue. The ifrit smiled in relief. “They have been haranguing me for hours, Leo. Hours.”
“Sorry,” I said, guilt rippling through me.
“How’s the rescue going?” she asked as I stepped off the teleporter.
“Better than we could have hoped,” I said and held out my arm to her.
She took it, smiling. “Being a gentleman to make up to me.”
“Guilty,” I said, my cheeks warming.
Hagza took my other arm. That was a tad awkward because she was nearly two feet shorter than me. Not as short as Kassie, but getting there. Still, she held it as around the circle, the werefoxes scampered. Their hair spilled down their pale backs as they smiled at me.
I nodded to them as we made our way to the door. Two of the werefoxes, Laal and Jangalee opened the door onto the dwarven settlement. I stepped out of what used to be the Twins’ dungeon and to the dwarves. They were moving through the valley, working.
They were not as leery of me as those early visits. The dwarves didn’t cringe or scurry to hide. Or glare at me while holding various tools of the trade as if they contemplated using them on me in new and creative ways. Some of the dwarves even nodded this day.
We reached where the elders waited. I entered to find the five elders sitting on cushions, glaring at me as I entered. Elder Verkanim took a drink from a steaming mug, his gray beard extra bristling to me. He glared at me and growled, “You ask to see us and make us wait more than a day.”
The others nodded.
“Just what are you doing with him, granddaughter, that he is so late?” Elder Nazinaka asked Hagza.
“Nothing as fun as you’re implying,” Hagza said.
“We were rescuing the citizens of Myrecilla from Tuerien Ironbane,” I explained as I bowed to them. “It consumed my attention more than I thought it would. My deepest apologies for making you wait and I beg your forgiveness and hope my explanation is adequate.”
“I’ve heard of him,” said the other female elder. I still never had caught her name. She rarely spoke. “And Myrecilla ... It is supposed to be a great city.”
“Yes,” I said. “It was.”
Elder Kazzik stroked his white beard, his eyes staring at me. He nodded, looking satisfied.
Elder Nazinaka sighed. “I suppose that is a good reason.”
“Suppose, Grandmother,” Hagza said. I could hear the smile in her voice.
Elder Nazinaka gave her granddaughter a hard look. Hagza returned it nonplussed. Finally, the old woman muttered beneath her breath and shook her head. She did sit up straighter, so I supposed that was a good thing.
Elder Verkanim sipped at his drink but he nodded. The male elder whom I never learned his name grunted. He didn’t speak much, either. But he looked satisfied that I had good reason to keep them waiting. They were a prickly bunch.
“What do you need from us, Lord Leo?” Elder Verkanim asked when he finished drinking. “Miners,” I said without hesitating.
Elder Nazinaka arched her eyebrow. “Miners? You’re a dungeon builder.”
“Yes, I need ten miners.” A sheepish embarrassment fell over me as I added, “And, I’m afraid, they’ll have to swear fealty to me.”
Elder Nazinaka scowled and Elder Kazzik folded his arms across his white beard.
“That is asking much,” Elder Verkanim said.
“I know,” I said. “But it is necessary. I would appreciate it if you helped me recruit them. They all must volunteer and understand that there will be some danger to this, but they won’t be put into harm’s way if I can help it. As my retainers, they will be treated fairly. I’d prefer unmarried dwarves, but if they have families, their spouses and children would also have to swear to me. I don’t want to break them up.”
The other female elder ground her teeth together. Elder Kazzik stroked his white beard. No, he almost tugged at it. Elder Verkanim and the unnamed male had bristling beards. I knew this would be a hard sell.
“You want them to serve you like my granddaughter has sworn to do?” asked Elder Nazinaka.
“He’s the best hope our broken world has,” Hagza said, standing proud before me.
“If we were to help you recruit,” Elder Verkanim said, “what will you do for the dwarves?”
“Yes,” the unnamed male elder said. “You ask us to give up ten miners to your service. That is a loss to our community.”
“I can bless your crops so that they produce quadruple their yield,” I said.
“Builder magic,” sneered the unnamed female dwarf. “Lord Abzu would never allow that.”
“But the Goddess of Earth, Lady Ki, would,” Hagza answered. “Lord Leo already has the blessing of the Lady of Light and the Lady of Water.”
“Send for the priest,” said Elder Kazzik. “Let us see if Lady Ki truly has blessed Lord Leo.”
The unnamed male elder rose and headed for the exit. He must be the most junior member. I stood there as the other four studied me. It was awkward with Esclava and Hagza at my side. My ifrit hadn’t said much.
She was probably relieved they were directing their grumpiness at me.
I needed the miners, though. They would be vital to the plan that Siwang came up with. My own addition to it. I knew it would work. My mind wandered. I stood here worrying about the army. If they were attacked, it would be fifteen minutes before I could get back to the Vault and send for help.
I should have positioned monster girls before leaving, but that would have offended the elders more by making them wait. The wrangling had my head aching. It would be so much easier if I had just subjugated them and...
I shook off that thought. That was what Tuerien had done to Myrecilla. Conquered and subjugated it. Fuck, it would be so much easier, but that wasn’t often the right path. I had to remember that. I was working for something important. That took sacrifice.
After nearly fifteen minutes of silence, the junior elder returned with a male dwarf in grown robes. He had dark-brown hair and a thick beard that he wore in a square braid that reminded me of old Sumerian kings.
Maybe the style had been imported.
“So, you think that Lady Ki has blessed you, Builder,” the priest said, sounding half-amused and half scandalized. With a pinch of anger at my presumption or blasphemy. “Let’s see.” He clapped his hands together, the sleeves of his robes slipping to reveal muscular forearms. “Lady Ki, I pray to you, oh Lady of the Earth, I beg you to reveal if this builder who worms his way through rock is worthy of your blessing. Have you showered him with your blessing or spurned him for infecting the deeps with his presence.”
Infecting?
Before I could say something, a tingle raced up from my feet. I shuddered at the prickling that ran up my legs to my torso and out across my body. The ground rumbled beneath me. A minute amount of dust leaped up and swirled about my feet.
The priest trembled and fell prostrate before me, his face pressed into the stone floor. Hagza grabbed my arm. She stared at me wild-eyed. The other elders all stared in shock at me. The shaking died away a moment later.
“He...” croaked the priest. “He has ... He has the Lady of Earth’s blessing.”
Elder Verkanim’s jaw dropped. The unnamed female elder bolted to her feet, staring at me with wide eyes. Hagza’s grandmother had grown pale in the face. She clasped both her hands together. She swallowed and glanced at Elder Kazzik.
“We’ll find the miners,” said Elder Kazzik, his voice wavering.
“Yes,” the unnamed male elder. “Yes, yes, we will find them.”
I nodded. “If you’ll escort me to your fields, I will bless them while you do the recruiting.”
The elders nodded, looking at me stunned. Hagza took my arm and tugged me out of the room. She glanced at me with such a questioning look on her face. She was curious about the miners. Surely she had figured it out. She knew about Siwang’s plan.
“Bold,” said Esclava. She took my other hand. “I see why you would need them, but will it work?” “Yep,” I said. “It worked on me.”
“There’s a story here,” Hagza said.
I shrugged and told it to them as we headed to the fields. We passed through the town. A buzz ran through the dwarves. It seemed the rumor that I was blessed by Lady Ki was spreading through the town like the shock waves of an earthquake propagating through the Earth’s crust. I nodded to them, glad that Lady Ki had blessed me.
I felt some tingle racing through me. She would be another Goddess I would save.
Good thing the priest didn’t pray to Lord Abzu. I would have been beaten down by the dwarves on the spot. I hoped the Saint of the Earth was never sent as a reprisal against the dwarves. One day, he would come for me.
On the outskirts of the village, we came to the first field. The dwarves grew wheat here. They did love their beer. This would be taking all day. I would be far from the dungeon. I just hoped nothing went wrong.
I took a deep breath and began casting the Fertile Lands Ritual. I threw my arms wide and let the words flow out of my soul.
“I call upon Lord Dumazid and Lady Ianna to imbue this soil with their fertile blessing. Let the earth flourish with vibrant life, succor the plants so they grow strong, and let them bud and fruit with abundance to nurture the people.”
With rituals, I didn’t just say them once and the effects happened. I had to repeat them over and over again. Rituals lasted for a long time, maybe forever. I had to impregnate the magic into whatever I was enchanting, so that meant chanting for a while.
“I call upon Lord Dumazid and Lady Ianna to imbue this soil with their fertile blessing. Let the earth flourish with vibrant life, succor the plants so they grow strong, and let them bud and fruit with abundance to nurture the people.”
I spoke the words over and over just for this field. And I would have other fields, but the dwarves would produce more food. I could trade with them and use their excess to sell to parts of the world in need. Once Tuerien was dealt with, my dungeon could be quite effective for trade.
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