Dungeon at War: Dark Dungeon 03

by D. R. Rosier

  She was moaning in sensual satisfaction as she pleasured him, clearly highly aroused and thrilled to be on her knees worshipping his cock. Her beautiful brown eyes were looking up into his, with an erotic adoration that stole his breath, and any modicum of his control.

  “I’m going to cum love.”

  She moaned in approval, sucked harder, and started to jack his base hard and fast, her eyes twinkled with mischief and desire as his world went white, and all that existed was the exploding pleasure in his body, her sweet mouth suckling out his essence while moaning in approval, and her soft brown eyes.

  When he came down, she was lovingly licking and cleaning him up.

  He said, “Come sit on my desk, so I can return the favor.”

  She nuzzled his flagging cock, and put it away, “Sorry highest, I’ll be late to training if I do that. You’ll have to do that later,” she teased him, “But I promise, I’ll still be very wet for you when I get back.”

  He sighed in pleasure, as she crawled up his body and kissed him passionately and thoroughly. She was so… passionate and wild, yet still retained an innocence that was hard to qualify in his mind, perhaps because he knew it was all for him, this wildness and sensuous sexuality was all his, and in front of anyone else she was a perfect lady, she was his perfect lady.

  He finally replied, “I’ll be waiting.”

  She smiled, this time joyfully, and got up. He couldn’t help but watch her as she left the room, and of course, he was busted again as she turned to look back, and he heard her wicked little laugh as she closed the door.

  One thing was for sure, life wouldn’t be boring with Liren in it.

  An hour later, he was still half doing paperwork and planning, and half thinking about his tongue, and other parts of his body, inside of his fiancé’s sweet nubile body. She really did have him captivated, and perhaps more than a little wrapped around her finger. But… she never used that to influence his position, just in their personal life.

  He shook his head to clear his thoughts as there was a knock on the door.

  “Come in.”

  The door opened, and he was surprised to see a noble standing there. The man wore a wide smile, which didn’t reach his eyes at all. He reflexively sat up straighter and gestured at the seat while his mind tried to come up with a name.

  “Baron… Nealy right? What can I do for you my lord?”

  Nealy sat down, and said, “I know this is odd, but I believe the young Duchess needs your help and guidance. From what I know, I believe you are acquainted?”

  He frowned, “We are, barely. We spoke of the dungeon together when it was first found, and there’s the joint mission in Jennesar we discussed. What is this about exactly?”

  Nealy said, “Our Duchess, the gods protect her, is quite young to have inherited already. I fear she’s making mistakes, and I’m concerned for her well-being. Since her dungeon diving is shall we say, dependent on your good will, I thought maybe you could use that influence to speak to her about some of her decisions?”

  He cleared his throat, and made an effort to keep the anger from his voice, “Are you suggesting I should blackmail her, and threaten to remove the four paladins I assigned to her for training if she doesn’t listen to my… advice?”

  Nealy looked scandalized, except for his hard-beady eyes that is, “Of course not, perhaps I was unclear. I just worry about her young age and her irresponsible actions. Her continued association with Mina will linger as a scandal for years. Now that she’s duchess it won’t be overlooked for long, especially as she delays her duty to marry and find an heir. I just thought she might respect the point of view and opinion of the church.”

  He wasn’t happy with this conversation at all, Nealy was full of shit, his first impression was correct. What he couldn’t figure out is what the truth was, and why the baron wanted to drag him into it. He’d intended to steer clear of politics, especially after what Verin had done, the church needed to both appear and truly be above reproach. Obviously, he’d been naïve. Politics wouldn’t just go away because he wished it, and the highest of the church of light would have to be careful.

  “Baron, I will give this the attention it deserves, and pray on what may be done.”

  Baron Nealy’s smile faltered, but he said, “Wonderful, I knew we could count on you to safeguard our Duchess from the foolishness of youth.”

  He was still confused, even if he did as the baron asked, which he wouldn’t, what was the endgame? He also noticed the baron was far more concerned with Cat’s lesbian love affair than the dangers of dungeon diving. He thought about it for a while, but decided he lacked critical information on what the baron was up to.

  Regardless, he pulled out a parchment, and wrote a letter to the Duchess on what just happened. He didn’t accuse the baron outright, but the implication was there. He liked the new duchess, and the least he could do was send a warning. With a smile on his face, he asked her to pass his regard to Mina at the bottom of the letter. A subtle sign of approval, and a dig at the oily Baron Nealy. He smirked as he sealed up the letter, and had it sent to the castle.

  Yet, he was worried that he’d done exactly what the baron had wanted him to do, despite his words to the contrary. Fucking politics.

  Speaking of which, he read the letter from King Jerrold. Apparently, the king wanted one cleric sent up to the crown city, to be housed in the castle for their safety. The king needed a cleric to perform marriages, because right now he was the only one in the city that could. He was running low on clerics, there were only four in Tenemin including him. The other four were off on assignment, two in Jennesar, and the other two scouring the towns for light affinities in Nysten’s youth.

  Still, he couldn’t say no, and he guessed one marriage the king couldn’t perform was his own and Suzy’s, so he started to work up a dispatch. He would also make it a three-month assignment, and rotate them out. No cleric or paladin of the church should be isolated from all their other brothers and sisters of the church.

  Chapter Eleven

  So far there’d been no response to Donnell’s letter about the avatar’s incursion into the dungeon. So… I was taking no news as good news, the longer it took for them to decide what to do, the less of a chance that decision would be based on fear. Regardless, I was still paying attention to every adventurer that came into my large aura of detection, and to every letter that crossed the old man’s desk.

  While I ran my dungeon, kept track of the gnomes, the magical experiments, and everything else which included monitoring the tavern and marketplace, I’d also been considering the options for my and Ebony’s child and what solutions there were. I’d narrowed it down to two choices, and decided to let Ebony decide.

  “Hey sexy, you got a minute?”

  She smirked, “Of course master. What is it you wish?”

  “I’ve been thinking, and we have two choices on where to raise our child. I can leave my physical avatar here along with the dungeon, and we can raise him or her here.”

  “Or?” she asked curiously.

  “I could do for you what I did for Lila, and we could raise her on the higher plane. I’d leave behind my dungeon avatar, but retire my humanoid avatar. I want you to decide, I know you’re happy here, and with me, but I thought maybe you’d want to grow in power too.”

  She frowned, “Let me think about it master? I think I’d rather be me, and stay here. You and Lila could share the higher realm, and our family could share this mortal one. But… I need to think about it. Are there any downsides to staying here?”

  “Sort of. Once my primary essence regains the higher plane, I’ll be limited on the mortal one to the rules other higher beings are forced to follow. I’d be able to defend against anyone attacking me, which makes the dungeon okay. But out there in the world my avatar would only be able to defend itself. In other words, I wouldn’t be able to defend you or our child outside of the dungeon. Our child will also be extraordinarily powerful once he or she trains
up to the extent of power he or she is capable of. I fear some humans may respond badly to that. He or she will be a partial higher being, with unfettered free will.”

  She nodded, “And here in this place where you could protect our child, it would mean raising her or him in isolation. So, we’d have to take the risk out there where our child could make connections, wouldn’t we? This is complicated. What about my duties?”

  I replied, “I think I could handle the slow down of information for twenty years, while we raised our child. That would always come first. Truthfully, I haven’t seen any truly unique or any new information in a while, it’s all just various shades of the same techniques. New spells yes, but not new theories or base magical configurations. I have a feeling I won’t, until the hundred years are up and you can raid the dark elven library.”

  Ebony giggled, “It won’t be a raid if I’m invited. Let me think about it first, but I think I want to stay here. I like who I am, what I do, and the realm we live in. Plus, if we stay here that avatar body is all mine, I won’t have to share because Lila will have your true body to herself. That appeals to me very much, you would have two families on two worlds, and on this one I would be first and last.”

  I didn’t even think of that, but she was right, maintaining two relationships each on a separate plane of existence would be easier and less fraught with conflict. I watched as she returned to her hidden home in the corner, she’d need some sleep before tonight’s library run.

  In the meantime, the gnomes had completed the larger and more powerful versions of the humanoid golems. They’d take four of the small marble sized six sphere elemental stones to run all the powerful enchantments. They weren’t done with the strangely shaped war and siege golems yet, but those things were huge and would take a few weeks longer.

  They’d also take eight stones to run, which was insane.

  I started to plan out the next six levels. There were currently twenty. For now, the dark elf levels with the forests would lose their top spot. I figured as the elves gained power, and raised to a higher rating than the level below them, I could just switch out the teleportation alcove order. That way I wouldn’t actually have to shuffle the levels in physical order, even if to the adventurers, it would seem like I had. Another benefit to not having stairs.

  I planned four levels with the new larger more powerful golems. The first two I designed a simple maze of corridors, that opened into several medium sized caverns with a high roof to accommodate the fifteen-foot-tall golems. I also filled the two levels up with roving packs of the smaller animal golems and traps just to keep things interesting. There would be no safe places to retreat to, or to stand in while preparing to breach a room.

  The twenty first level would be rated at master level two, and the twenty second level would be master level three.

  At that point, I’d break it up, and add two more levels of demons. This time using the knowledge of the book I’d gotten a couple of weeks ago to summon the more powerful demons by name. These beings were master rated arch mages of multiple affinities, and incredibly powerful warriors. To make things interesting, I put in a few powerful elementals just for variety. Those two levels would be a series of caverns with short hallways connecting them.

  The twenty-third level would be master level three, and the twenty-fourth would be master level four.

  The last two levels, the twenty fifth and sixth, would have the new gigantic golems again, with a much more difficult maze, the most damaging gnome traps to date, and the roaming animal packs would also have the smaller humanoid golems for spell support.

  Those final two levels would be master level four, and level five respectively. Once I had it all mapped out, I started to build it. It would take some time, and then I’d move myself, Ebony’s home, and the dark elves home cavern down to the new final room at the end of level twenty-six…

  We were almost to the first small city, when we saw a column of soldiers marching our way, kicking up dust in the air, in the hot dry heat of the day. It was so miserable in fact, that after the first day of riding south, I’d created a new fire spell. The magic itself was inverted, instead of concentrating heat into a fire, the spell constantly dispersed it from a small bubble of space around me.

  It worked well enough, and kept me cool in the miserable climate.

  Still, it was a little annoying, if I’d known they’d take so long to send a detachment of soldiers to regain the small village, we could have just taken a portal there. I hadn’t been there, but Lila had been during her spy tour of Jennesar, which meant she could have teleported there and acted like a beacon through our dark magic bond.

  There were at least a thousand church soldiers, and maybe a score of warriors and mages. I assumed some were master level, though they were still farther away than I could sense.

  I stopped the horse, and dismounted.

  “You all stay here, Lila and I will handle this.”

  Selwyn shook his head, “You’re going to handle a thousand soldiers?”

  Lila laughed throatily, “It should be fun, enjoy the show.”

  The two of us walked alone, on foot, toward the army.

  Lila sighed, “I wish I could show off my wings, but this will still be fun.”

  I laughed, “Maybe one day, but I’d like to keep our true status a secret for a bit longer, if possible.”

  They came into my range at almost two hundred yards, my powers seem to have expanded again, and I wondered if it was because the small essence inside of me was generating its own dark magic, just like my main essence in the crystal prison. It may have also been from the deaths in the town, and at the castle back in Nysten.

  There were twenty mages, two masters among them, and four warriors with one of them a master. Most of the rest were journeyman with a few adepts. The thousand church soldiers did have a journeyman or two in them as well, probably the officers.

  There were no paladins or clerics at all, just their lackeys.

  My core spun up another large crystal just in case, since I was about to absorb and channel over a thousand life forces. That was probably arrogant to think, so I double checked all my protections, and it all looked good.

  It was all out in the open, so I started to summon an earth elemental with every step, which followed along with the two of us under the ground. Finally, at about fifty yards away, I stopped. The thirty earth elementals kept going though, and positioned themselves under the soldiers.

  “Who are you to stand so boldly before our might? Clear the road before we clear you off it.” one of the warriors cried out.

  “Take the three masters?” I muttered under my breath.

  She replied sultrily, “Oh thank you master, I’ll be very grateful, later on.”

  I just laughed. Not being a sex demoness hadn’t hurt her sex drive at all. It had just made it more pure, loving, and to my delight completely devoted to me. She was dedicated to me, and in far greater ways than our simple bond. She also loved a good fight.

  I replied to the warrior, “Surrender now, and the soldiers will be spared.”

  I didn’t truly expect them to surrender to us, but making the offer seemed like the right thing to do.

  One of their mages attacked with an air bolt spell, filled with small razor sharp air blades. I got pushed back a bit by the raw air pressure as the spell fell apart against my protections.

  That was the signal, Lila moved like the wind as she charged the masters, while my earth elementals took out all the lesser mages and warriors in seconds. The Earth rumbled, and hundreds of earthen spears shot up out of the ground and impaled the soldiers.

  I was about to call for their surrender again, as all that remained was three, make it two masters as one of the mages just lost his head to Lila’s sword, and the regular church soldiers.

  The church soldiers were just pawns, with no more free will than the peasant farmers.

  But the sound of battle was too loud, and they charged at me quickly eating up th
e fifty yards between us. Regretfully, I released the explosive stone spear spell I’d been holding, and as several of the spears landed in their midst and exploded, almost half their number were killed immediately, and another half of what was left were wounded.

  That wasn’t all about my power either, any master mage could easily annihilate a whole troop of powerless humans.

  The rest came on, and my thirty elementals popped out of the ground in front of me, in a vaguely man sized shape, and then started to kill with their fists. It was ugly, and I looked over to Lila who was fighting with the warrior, the other mage was already dead, and based on the look of terror on his face he’d died to one of the nastier curses that my beautiful and deadly dark angel knew.

  I brought up a mass sleep spell, and nailed the rest of the soldiers, who collapsed on the spot. I’d had enough death. Ironically, my first order was for the elementals to kill those with power. In other words, the officers. There were maybe a hundred and fifty powerless peasants left, and sleeping. I’d have done it sooner, but even my magic has limits. It wouldn’t have worked on all thousand soldiers.

  Lila was trading blows with the warrior master, who must have been rated very high as he was defending himself quite well, but Lila eventually got tired of it and stopped holding back to human speed. She wasn’t toying with him, she was under orders to not exceed what a master level five was capable of unless it was critical. The quick and brutal sword battle didn’t last much longer, and she disarmed him with a quick slash of his wrist, and then she took his head.

  She waved her sword at the mixed pile of dead and sleeping soldiers.

  “What are you going to do with them?”

  I wasn’t really sure. Eventually I settled on disarming them all, and having the elementals dig a large pit to hold them in. I’d let them go when the city was secured, and if they rearmed I’d kill them then. Hopefully, they’d be grateful, or at least smart enough to find a new job.

  I turned as the rest of our group approached, and I didn’t like the looks of awe on their faces. Some of them fearful. Oh well, what did they think was going to happen?