84. Chief Portal Magic Slave No. 1 (3)

Ellie and Nuer’s recovery went smoothly.

Unlike the 10th Floor Fountain, which had temporarily lost its efficacy after healing numerous people, the Great Fountain of the 15th Floor still proudly displayed its majesty.

The sole resting place in the harsh labyrinth provided stability to the exhausted black and white elves, and before long, they opened their eyes.

“Uuugh…”

“Waaah…”

The first thing Ellie and Nuer saw upon waking wasn’t the unfamiliar ceiling or Rubia, who had been nursing them by their side.

“What… is that?”

“…Human legs? A trash can?”

It was an unidentified structure with legs sticking out, crammed inside a large cylindrical trash can.

“You’re both awake! Are you alright?!”

Rubia, who had been tending to Ellie and Nuer, called out to them with a bright expression.

However, the two’s gazes remained fixed on the twitching calves inside the trash can.

The slender ankles and occasionally spasming toenails, tinged pink, made it clear to anyone that these were human legs—more specifically, a woman’s legs.

The biggest question was why this was here and who was inside.

“Ah, that? Vulcan-nim told me to put it somewhere appropriate yesterday.”

“Did you open it, Rubia-nim?”

“…Somehow, I felt like I’d cross a river of no return if I looked, so I’ve been trying my best to ignore it.”

Rubia averted her trembling eyes from the trash can in response to Ellie’s question.

She had begun to build quite a reputation and felt a small sense of pride being part of Vulcan’s party, which faced hardships and rewards together in the labyrinth.

But she still couldn’t get used to the bizarre and lewd incidents that occasionally occurred.

A noblewoman’s instincts told Rubia.

That trash can, which Vulcan’s succubus familiar had carried on her back.

That trash can, from which tentacles occasionally writhed out accompanied by strange moans.

She must never, ever open it.

“Hmm. That voice sounds familiar somehow…”

The red-haired half-elf Ellie pricked up her long elven ears, listening to the faint voice coming from inside the trash can.

It sounded like someone she’d heard before, but the voice was too soft and had a different tone, making it hard to recognize.

“Ngh, ugh, hh, ugh…”

Slurp, slither… Squirm, squirm…

However, she could tell that something wet and slippery was writhing violently inside the trash can, and the woman stuffed inside was moaning because of it.

‘No way…’

Ellie’s ears turned bright red upon detecting the lewd sounds, but she shook her head vigorously.

“Waaah… There’s an incredibly lewd and malicious mana inside that trash can…”

The dark elf mage Nuer saw through the trash can’s true nature.

It was an artifact.

A trash can-shaped artifact serving as both a vault and a barrier.

The person trapped inside wouldn’t be able to come out unless someone designated opened the lid.

And undoubtedly, that designated someone was…

“Came to check on the commotion. You’re all awake.”

“Eek!”

“Ah, Dad…! No, Oppa!”

Nuer jumped at Vulcan’s voice as he entered the room, while Ellie sprang up and rushed to him.

Hug!

Whether to fill the paternal love she lacked in childhood, Ellie charged into the chest of the man who was her brother, uncle, and father figure, embracing him tightly.

Vulcan patted Ellie’s head and asked,

“How’s your body?”

“Completely fine. The mana exhaustion symptoms are almost gone… How long were we out?”

“Just three days.”

“…Three days…”

A hint of guilt shadowed Ellie’s expression.

The evacuation operation Ellie had been in charge of was nearly complete, but…

She felt sorry for Vulcan and the other party members who had gone to the trouble of coming all the way to the 15th Floor to save her and Nuer, who were suffering from mana exhaustion.

“I’m sorry… If I’d managed my mana distribution better, Oppa wouldn’t have had to fight the Black Dragon like that…”

Ellie recalled Vulcan buying time for them while she opened portals to transport the wounded to the surface.

Watching him endure the breath of the Black Dragon, so massive it reached the labyrinth’s ceiling, and ultimately succeed in pushing it back to the 9th Floor, Ellie felt powerless.

If only she could have reverse-summoned the Black Dragon with portal magic, just as the Worshipper of the Demon of Pride had summoned it…

Then Vulcan wouldn’t have had to fight such a dangerous battle.

But portal magic was complex.

Despite her repeated research and progress, Ellie couldn’t match the proficiency of the Worshipper of the Demon of Pride, who had been using portal magic for a long time, in such a short period.

Pat, pat.

Vulcan patted the back of Ellie, who was trembling with guilt as she clung to him.

“Why should you apologize for that? The crazy bitch who summoned the Black Dragon with portal magic is the one at fault.”

“But still… If I’d responded more efficiently, Oppa wouldn’t have had to fight so hard…”

“Ellie. Stop blaming yourself. We all did our best in our respective roles. We overcame the crisis together. That’s what matters.”

Vulcan chuckled as he comforted Ellie, who was upset about not being able to contribute more despite successfully evacuating everyone and keeping the casualties at zero.

Ellie was truly ambitious.

Even after achieving so much, she aimed for greater accomplishments and sought to improve further.

That’s why he knew she would handle ‘this’ well too.

“Ellie. I have something for you.”

“…Huh? For me?”

Her eyes widened at the sudden statement.

“Uh… I haven’t prepared anything yet…?!”

“I’m not expecting anything in return. Well, I do expect something. More in a strategic sense.”

“Strategic?”

Screech!

As Ellie tilted her head in confusion, Vulcan dragged over the artifact trash can that had been sitting in the corner.

“Sorry about the packaging being a trash can. It was the only sealing method Lilith had.”

“N-no, it’s fine…”

Ellie, who had already been curious about the artifact trash can, turned her gaze to the woman’s legs sticking out from it.

“Um, Oppa? This is…”

“Seems like you’ve already guessed what’s inside.”

“Uh… Uh, is it… what I think it is…?”

Ellie asked with a look of disbelief, and Vulcan nodded.

“Want to open it?”

“……”

“The final form of the one who drove us into crisis.”

“……”

Ellie broke out in a cold sweat.

She already had an idea of who the woman inside might be.

That’s why she hesitated even more.

Was it really okay to open this?

But Ellie’s hand was already gripping the trash can’s lid.

‘I want it.’

The knowledge of the woman trapped inside, the mastery of that powerful portal magic…

She wanted to seize it all in her hands.

For his sake, and no one else’s.

He had acknowledged her—someone who had never been relied upon or recognized by anyone.

And that wasn’t all.

Beyond acknowledging her as a mage, he cherished her, believed in her…

And loved her.

So that he could traverse the labyrinth he so blindly pursued more safely and comfortably…

Ellie opened the trash can’s lid.

“Kkhhhuuu…!”

The first thing that reached the elf’s ears was a faint moan and…

Sluuuurp, sluuuuurp…!

The sound of tentacles greedily sucking up climax fluids from a pussy.

Squiiiish…

The sound of tentacles attached to areoles injecting fluids.

Squirm, squirm…

The sound of slender tentacles attached to her earlobes rummaging through her mind.

“P-please, no moooore…! I’ve learned my lessoooon, I’ll be gooood…!”

It was the voice of a female who, after two days of pleasure torture with all the succubus’s techniques poured into her, had long since surrendered and was now repeating only words of sincere apology.

“Ignorion.”

“…! Hyaaah…!”

Ignorion’s entire body trembled at Vulcan’s voice.

Clang, clang!

Buried deep in the trash can from the buttocks down, she flailed to escape but only slapped her pussy against the cold metal walls, unable to lift herself out.

Thud!

Ignorion’s struggles tipped the trash can over.

The impact caused the tentacles packed inside and Ignorion to spill out.

“Hggguuuuuuuuuuuuuuh…!!!!!!!!”

However, Ignorion, whose entire body had become more sensitive than an erect clitoris due to Lilith’s modifications, couldn’t withstand the stimulation.

Splaaaaash…

She released a stream of yellowish urine, soaking the wooden floor of the inn, and convulsed with her eyes rolled back halfway.

Twitch, twitch…

Even in this state, the instincts newly developed through pleasure torture and personality excretion made Ignorion bow her head deeply to the male before her.

“……”

Ellie stared blankly at the woman prostrating herself on the floor.

The demon worshipper who had attacked them with overwhelming presence, even summoning a Black Dragon…

“G-great, great one… I humbly b-bow before you…”

Seeing her bow to the man she loved was… difficult to process.

“As you can see, she can’t harm us anymore. See that anal plug in her ass?”

“…Ah, uh. Y-yes…”

Snapping back to reality, Ellie looked where Vulcan was pointing.

The peacock beastwoman, now stripped of all feathers and even human hair, had a cheap gem-studded anal plug lodged in her buttocks.

Likely the succubus’s taste.

“Through this, all the emotions and personalities that worshipped demons and opposed us were drained out. Zubel took them to play with, saying they’d be fun.”

“……”

“Anyway, the important thing is that only the harmful emotions were removed, leaving her in a usable state. Remember why she came after us?”

“…To kidnap me, saying she’d restore the golden age of portal magic.”

“Now it’s the opposite.”

Ignorion had fallen.

Now, all she could do was serve us, with her pride buried deep in the abyss.

“She can’t resist, she’s obedient, deeply knowledgeable, and knows a lot—she’ll be useful.”

“……”

“Ellie.”

Vulcan spoke to the red-haired elf girl staring blankly at him.

“Learn and absorb her knowledge. Keep supporting me from now on.”

Thump!

The earnest words from the man she loved ignited a fire in the young elf’s heart.

***

“Ha-wa-wa-wa…”

“Tt-t-tataa…!”

Rubia and Nuer, who had quickly slipped out of the inn room, watched through the door crack as the red-haired elf pushed the party leader onto the bed and climbed onto his lap, holding their breath.