Maou no Hajimekata

"Master, there's a cobolt nesting on the first level."

"Oh, finally!

To Lil's report, Oul unexpectedly dismissed his expression.

To the rare look of his joy, Lil tilts his neck.

"Wasn't Kobolt even such a strong demon? It's a little stronger than goblins."

"Oh, you're right.... but they originally came from a dirt fairy who lived in a mine. He hated it because it rots iron and fell into the dark, but stone finishing and pit digging are excellent. Until now, I've managed to expand the dungeon with the skill of my amateurs and the magic of the Imps, but now I can expand them all at once."

Speaking of which, the scale of the dungeon has hardly changed here, and the imp was barely visible enough to repair the collapsed location, Lil recalled.

"Look, don't ever miss it. From the food you are saving, you may share 10%. Let it nostalgic, draw it to your side. I don't mind using the charm technique. Keep your nest away from the orcs because they are natural enemies and take care never to bowl them together. If it's a fight, it's an oak that wins. Kill all the orcs if you have to, but protect Kobolt. That's good."

Pressured by an eagerly explaining oul, Lil nodded coddly as he wandered.

"Later, there's a bunch of Art Vs here who say they want to see Oulu, what do we do? Do you want to call Eunice?

"You think it's an Art?

Hmm, Oul thought a little and shook his head to the side.

"No, Eunice is fine. Me and you will handle it."

Arv is a kind of fairy that lives in the woods. Sometimes called elves in some regions.

Both men and women are all aesthetically shaped, good at handling bows and sorcery, long lives and do not know old age.

Five beauties with brown skin appeared in front of the oul in the reception room on the second level of the labyrinth.

They all had dark hair, dark green eyes with almond shapes.

With brown skin, they are also known as Black Arves, or Deck Arves, among the Arves. Known for its proximity to darkness and its belligerency compared to the white skinned Lyose Art.

"Thank you for giving me the opportunity to see you. My name is Ellen and I am the head of the Black Clan."

That's how the woman in the lead cut it out.

"It's Oulu. Let me ask you something."

Oulu answered in an endeavorful and transgressive manner, sitting deeply in the chair.

"If you don't want to go straight in, we want you to protect us. Most of our black clans were killed by those hateful white arves, and all that remained was scattered. Only these five people, including myself, escaped here. I don't even know what happened to the rest of us."

"... Has White Art joined hands with man"

When Oul said so, Ellen shuddered herself.

"That's Lord Oul, king of the great labyrinth. Did you spot it that far..."

Compared to the belligerent Black Art, the White Art is essentially a race that prefers peace and stagnation.

If it's a battle, there's no way the White Art will be the enemy.

If so, then I guess the truth is around the fact that the Black Art side waged war and the White Art in hand with humans turned it back.

The White Art is not as friendly to humans either, but its relationship is better than the clearly hostile Black Art. The human side also believes that the Black Art thing is the use of the devil.

"Do you rely on me to be murdered by humans?"

What Oul fears is that Ellen and the others have a grudge against humans and that Oul himself is included in the scope.

"Lord Oul is beyond man. If you take refuge, you don't want to go to the blade by mistake."

The two stare at each other, exploring each other inside their bellies.

"... let's be good. What's the price? I'm not saying," Don't go against the blade, etc. "

For now, he decided that there seemed to be no lie, and Oul asked.

"Of course. With just five gestures, everything here is a thousand elites. Let's dedicate all of that body to Lord Oulu until the day we flatten the Hate White Art."

If you are the elite Black Art, even though you are five, this is a medium power. If we're lucky, we'll be able to find some company and get more gestures. With a deadline, but I'm talking about the long-held Art, at least 100 years.

"Fine, let me curse your obedience just in case, but don't mind?

"Absolutely."

"And let me change the contract a little bit. Do not kill the White Art, but try to capture it alive. You may kill a man, but a woman must."

"Are you alive..."

Ellen showed difficulty in this proposal. It's harder than killing if you're alive.

For that matter, we will have more damage of our own. Above all, Ellen doubted that Oulu had any intention of protecting the White Art.

"Don't you want to see the White Art being mauled and defiled rather than just killing? Don't you want to see White Aalves who are offended, humiliated, blamed and bitter without being able to die?

Ellen laughed back with a little relief at Oulu, who had a jump-off evil grin.

"Regardless, I'll pay for that. And I will give you cursed bows and arrows, and I will lend you demons and demons who will become warriors. Though you are a thousand soldiers a horse, only 5,000. It's a little bit easier to deal with the White Art and the humans who work with it."

"... with all due respect. On that condition, let us obey Lord Oulu."

Below Ellen, all five kneel. Nodding satisfactorily, Oul turned his gaze to the lil beside him.

"Lil, get him a room. Did you have a nice spare room somewhere?

"Um, would you like a southeast of the second tier? Dove......"

"No, not there."

blocking Lil's words, Oul said.

"... northeast of the third tier"

"Yep... but it's hard to get out on the third tier, it's close to the neighborhood, not really.

There's no room left. "

With a bewildered look on his face, Lil puts his mouth close to Oul's ear and whispers in a whisper.

Did you hear that voice, Pickle and Ellen frowned. Its eyes speak as they should. "Is Lord Oul willing to treat us cold?"

"I don't mind living in a neighborhood.... there are underground waters flowing beside the room that I plan to thank you for. These days, we use geothermal heat to prepare a constantly boiling water hall."

"Hmm, Yukan!

Ellen was surprised and let down her expression.

"Being the beautiful princess of the Art cannot be treated like any other demon. Even cold, dark, stone boxes must not compromise their beauty. Let us prepare a meal equal to what we are eating."

"Indeed, we are not like the Dwergs who roll in the soil and rejoice in mud. Extraordinary consideration, painful."

Ellen bowed her head deeply.

"... oul is sweet on a beauty"

Bloated cheeks, lil blurry. Recently, the way he called it, which was becoming entrenched in "Your Master," had returned to Oulu.

"Grainy. That was your fault. Don't give me Dwerg's name in front of the Art."

Lil was about to say that the room next to Dwerg was empty. Ellen sensed it sharply and lifted her eyebrows.

"White and black, Arv is traditionally unfriendly with Dwerg. If I tell you to get a room next to it, I won't tell you to leave this dungeon at the worst of both. That's how bad they get along. Remember."

"Ugh... oh, sorry"

Oul sighed and held Lil's hips.

"Um... do you do it here?

Confused, Lil postures to make it easier for Oulu to do so.

"You succubus will be able to concentrate most when you have sex."

As Oul lowered his trousers, he slipped his clothes close to Lil's underwear and poked them in at once.

"The demons' hostility is the most important thing you should keep in mind. I'll keep attacking you till I remember everything."

"Oh, wait... that's what I do... hey, this... pleasure, hang up, ooh!

"No. … first and foremost. Remember what Kobolt's natural enemies are?

Suddenly repeated the draw violently, Oul asks Lil in his ear.

"O...... k, ooh! Oh, no, that, hey!

When I rubbed him inside the mess, Lil turned his spine and rang high. Suddenly doing this to a human daughter opponent only inflicts pain, but only pleasure for Lil the Succubus.

"So what shouldn't be with Giant Spider?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Oh, yeah, f, fry! Jay, Ant, fly!

"Correct."

Giant spiders, giant spiders so huge that even humans eat them out of their heads, are especially fond of giant fries. If you see it, it attacks and eats, even if it's not nested.

"So what shouldn't you be with a vampire?

"What!? Oh, yeah, no, no, no, no, no, no! Ai, Tsu, Natural Enemy... Hmm, there he is, there he is?

"The correct answer is clergy. Weaknesses."

Push it up to the back so you can decide inside.

"Ahhh! Oh, my God, that's... oh! No, no, no! Oh, be careful..."

"That's troublesome. There's still a lot to remember. What are you not supposed to do with Firedrake?

"Dre... Riu, ah, to the dragon, ah, ah, ah, ah... natural enemies, something, ah!

Yes, Wake... "

"The correct answer is a massive amount of Frost Giant. 'Cause it's cold and Drake's gonna be hibernating."

"Ooh, definitely that, with a free jerk, you do-s perverted jizzy eeeeeee!

That day, in the corner of the second tier of Oul's labyrinth, there was a long sound of screaming, grunting, and cursing.