Chapter 80

Chapter 80

I Became a Prisoner Trainer in the Dungeon.

Episode 80: When An Elf Meets A Love Potion (2)

It might be redundant to say, but Sylverit probably didn’t quite grasp what I was talking about.

Of course.

Even I didn’t fully understand what I was saying.

“You’re going to negotiate with the elves?”

“Yes. I’d like you to be the bridge between our vampire legion and the elves, if possible.”

“Are you trying to establish peaceful relations with the elves?”

“Not necessarily peaceful relations, but at least to avoid conflict when we’re both dealing with our respective enemies.”

Was such a thing even possible?

“That’s absurd.”

Indeed.

“Negotiations with the Demon Lord’s army are out of the question.”

It was beyond common sense.

“Impossible?”

“Yes. Impossible.”

“Impossible. That’s nothing.”

“…….”

“I’ll make it happen. I, the demon Azazel Dantalion, will open that prelude.”

My goal was singular.

“To that end, we intend to make a deal with Count Alvatea. At least with those who are open to dialogue.”

To buy time.

“Starting with Baron Gilberte’s territory, our vampire legion has attempted negotiations with several factions. But we’ve failed every time. Then, we learned that Eris is Alvatea’s daughter. If they refused to come to the negotiation table, we had no choice but to bring a hostage to force them to the table.”

Did that actually happen?

It didn’t matter.

What was more important than the truth was keeping Sylverit unaware.

“Our ‘vampire legion’ has no intention of making more enemies.”

Steam.

“We simply wish to stretch our legs out comfortably in the place where we breathe and live.”

Aphrodisiac hot spring.

“The vampire legion is different from other legions. I don’t know what the previous vampire legion was like, but as long as I’m here, the vampire legion will be reborn in a completely new form.”

Moisture touching the skin.

“That beginning might be the Alvatea County, but elves would be even more welcome. How about it, Lady Sylverit? Will you trust me?”

“Why would I trust you?”

Sylverit slowly lowered her sword.

She didn’t release the aura, but she slowly lowered the sword she was gripping.

“You don’t have to trust me right away. Trust is built on actions, leading to confidence.”

Simply because her guard against me has lowered?

Not at all.

‘She’s aroused.’

I could see it.

Through her dress-like cloth, her chest was slightly protruding.

Her face was much more flushed than when she first came in, and her skin was visibly smooth from the steam.

“How about taking your time and observing?”

As time passed, the aphrodisiac components mixed in the steam in the air would inevitably touch the skin.

“It won’t be too late to judge after seeing the actions of our vampire legion. Wouldn’t it be good enough to just confirm that Eris is alive and return?”

“……Why would I trust you?”

“Do you want to see the living Eris yourself?”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

It was different from Baron Gilberte.

He didn’t bother to confirm because he wished the bastard child was dead, but Sylverit was trying to confirm because she wished Eris was alive.

“Alright. I’ll have Eris brought here.”

“…….”

“Ah. Before bringing her, know that if you try to take her back recklessly, Eris will die.”

“!!”

Sylverit’s eyes twisted.

‘As expected, it’s not easy.’

It seemed she was thinking of eliminating me and then escaping with Eris as soon as I brought her.

“I’m sorry. Unfortunately, Eris is under a spell.”

“A spell?”

“Yes. You could call it a curse.”

“If you don’t periodically link the magic power in my necklace with Eris’s necklace, Eris will just go boom.”

“……!!”

“Demonic? I understand. But if you know that we’ve been keeping her alive without killing her, you’ll also understand that such measures are necessary, right?”

Sylverit is silent.

“In the first place, Lady Sylverit, you didn’t really come here thinking Eris would be alive, did you?”

“No. I thought she would be alive.”

Sylverit cut me off sharply and refuted.

“Adventurers always face death, but no one wishes for the death of their loved ones.”

“…….”

Baron Gilberte was performing a ritual hoping the bastard child would die.

“If you have someone precious to you, you’d understand, right?”

“I know.”

They were all dead, gone, or no longer precious, but.

“I just strive to obtain what I hold dear.”

“…….”

“The small talk has been long.”

It seemed it needed to be longer.

‘I can’t drag this out any longer.’

Sylverit was fidgeting nervously.

Even though she was trying to maintain a calm expression, her body’s nervous reactions were showing at her toes, which I could see.

“You said you wanted to see Eris? Alright. I’ll bring her.”

I took a deep breath and called out.

“Secretaryㅡㅡㅡㅡ!!”

I called Lilith.

“Bring Eris here ‘immediately’ㅡㅡㅡㅡ!!”

“…You have a really loud voice.”

Sylverit pretended to cover her ears and grumbleed.

Mana still lingered in her sword, but the tip was pointing at the floor, not me.

“More than that, was that last thing you said real?”

“What thing?”

“…The pact with the elves.”

Ah.

She was interested in that.

“The elves have a legion they’re dealing with, and we have our own enemies to face.”

“Those enemies, are they humans?”

“…….”

Sylverit smirked.

I remained silent for a moment, but I decided to keep that silence.

‘Considering Casey, who assassinated me.’

The four legions of the Demon Lord’s army were ‘factions’ within the army.

They were not tightly knit blood alliances.

“I guess they are. My, my, are the Demon Lord’s armies fighting each other?”

“Why? Are you going to help?”

“…Seriously?”

“Why not?”

Sylverit stared at me intently.

She seemed to be trying to discern whether I was telling the truth, but at least I could say this much with sincerity.

“I have sworn a firm oath of loyalty to the Vampire Princess who raised me to this position.”

“…….”

“When no one in the world recognized me, only the Vampire Princess gave me a chance. She is my faith, my belief, a red light that shines brighter than any other red in the world.”

Sylverit was still.

She seemed a bit tired, but she was listening intently, with her ears perked up.

“My lord, my master, everything in my life.”

Sigh.

I took a light breath through my nose.

I checked the ‘smell’ without being noticed.

I had never smelled an elf before, but-

‘A fruity scent?’

Somewhere, a scent I couldn’t usually smell in this dungeon.

Different from the unique smell of women in the training room, but at the same time, a fragrance that made my dick leak just by smelling it.

‘She’s here.’

Finally.

The time had come.

‘A little more.’

The steam from the aphrodisiac hot spring was still rising.

“Before she called my name, I was just a mere creature. When she called me Azazel, I finally became an individual with a self.”

“Huh….”

“If the Vampire Princess commands me to crawl on the ground, I will. If she tells me to get on all fours, I will get on all fours. And-”

A little more time.

“If she commands me to kneel before her and lick her ass, I will gladly become her dog and offer her my tongue.”

“Are, are you crazy?”

I got her.

She was reacting.

“Wh-what are you going to lick? Did I hear that wrong?”

“How can you claim loyalty if you can’t even lick your lord’s ass?”

I made her think.

I made her think sexual and lewd thoughts she had never had before.

“My loyalty to her is like my pure heart offered to my beloved woman.”

“Th-that is….”

“How can you call it love if you can’t even lick your beloved woman’s anus!”

“…….”

I deliberately spread my arms and raised my head proudly.

‘I’ve never actually done it.’

I had done cunnilingus many times, but I only used fellatio as a figure of speech, never actually licking an anus.

But if I went this far.

“…You’re really a crazy demon.”

Even if she was disgusted and gave up or refused to talk.

“Okay. More than that, when can I see Eris? I’ll decide whether to turn this place into a mess or retreat for now after seeing Eris.”

“…….”

“What? Did you not call her?”

“Of course I did.”

Clap clap.

“Secretary! Are you outside?!”

[Yes.]

Lilith’s voice was heard.

“My secretary doesn’t interrupt her boss’s words.”

“Did you bring Eris?”

“Of course.”

Alright.

What to do now.

‘Do I have to leave it to Eris?’

Eris was quick-witted.

Although her wit only manifested when Lilith was about to die and at the very end, she could somehow gloss over Sylverit’s interrogation with lies.

“Okay. Then, phew.”

At least the current Sylverit, unlike the previous Sylverit.

“Bring Eris. Now.”

Her face was flushed as if she was slightly aroused, and she was pulling her clothes up and down as if she was frustrated.

“Come in.”

[Excuse me.]

Creak.

The door opened.

Lilith, in a suit, opened the door with a stiff expression, and her eyes widened when she saw me.

“Secretary. Where’s Eris?”

“…….”

“Secretary?”

“You’ve worked hard.”

Ah.

The moment I saw the black dress of the white-haired, red-eyed vampire who pushed Lilith aside and came in.

Whoosh.

I couldn’t help but pee my pants.

“……Huh?”

The moment Sylverit saw the vampire who came through the door.

“You…!”

She tried to swing her sword, but-

“How dare you.”

With a red trail, Sylverit’s neck was grabbed.

“Kuh?!”

“It’s been three years. Orc Slayer.”

Sylverit was slammed against the wall.

“Thinking about the day you massacred three elite battalions still makes me shudder. But….”

The Vampire Princess had one hand on Sylverit’s neck and the other on the wrist holding the sword.

“You’ve become weak.”

“Yo, you…!”

Swish.

Red magic chains flowing from the Vampire Princess’s hand instantly wrapped around Sylverit.

“Have you become weak in three years? No, no. Your skill has definitely improved since then. You’re just slow to react. The reason you couldn’t react is….”

Smirk.

“You’ve been hit with an aphrodisiac. Haven’t you.”

“……What?”

Sylverit’s face turned cold at the word aphrodisiac.

“What do you mean-”

“Training officer Azazel.”

“Yes, my lord.”

“What did you do?”

“That.”

I quietly moved the towel aside.

“I released an aphrodisiac in this room.”

“…….”

All three of them looked at my throbbing dick.

“My lord. The aphrodisiac is still floating around in this room as steam.”

Trickle.

“Until an S-class adventurer becomes intoxicated with the aphrodisiac.”

Under the towel.

“I held out and talked my way through it.”

The precum had been leaking from the start.

“My lord.”

“Speak.”

“I’m sorry, but….”

I pointed to my aphrodisiac-soaked, throbbing dick.

“Can I go relieve myself?”

I was dying trying to hold it in.