Chapter 175

Chapter 175

Otherworld Demon King Survival Guide.

Episode 175: Lamia Princess (1)

ㅡEmergency!

The order was issued immediately upon detection of the Lamia group.

At my single command, all the soldiers in the dungeon, as if performing a full-scale operation, grabbed their equipment and moved to their designated positions.

“Report from the Goblin squad first!”

“Kerk! No exceptions! All units in position!”

“Imsoong!”

“Krrrk! All here! Checked everything!”

“Good!”

Given the emergency, I only received verbal reports from the squad leaders. Upon visual confirmation, no one was missing.

The Goblins formed a battle formation, followed by the Imps and Pixies. My personal guards and I were in the rear, with the Kobolds positioned behind us.

The Hobgoblins were immediately armed and sent to the tunnels. They might not like fighting much, but they do enjoy a sneak attack.

“Good!”

Anyway, with this, we were all prepared to welcome the Lamias. Even if they charged at us as I imagined, they wouldn’t easily break through our formation.

“Master? The Lamias have invaded? Didn’t they say they wanted to form an alliance last time?”

“Uh… Yeah. Wasn’t it something like that?”

Sharan and Reika questioned the sudden Lamia invasion with curiosity.

Of course, it might not be an invasion. They could be here to form a treaty. But we must still be prepared.

“Regardless of their purpose, since an external force has entered our space, we must assume the worst. We can’t trust them yet, so we prepare.”

“Shaa.”

“…I see.”

The two women quickly understood.

“Okay. Let’s hold them off for a moment and then send an envoy. If they’ve come to talk, they’ll send some sign.”

Thinking this, we waited.

ㅡSararak.

The Lamias made the first move. One Lamia, seemingly chosen as a representative, approached the dungeon entrance very slowly.

“No weapons.”

She raised both hands, seemingly to show she was unarmed.

“What brings you here!”

So I called out.

“To. Talk.”

The Lamia calmly replied.

“Talk.”

So, they weren’t here to attack but to negotiate? It seemed they had likely come to discuss mating, as mentioned before.

But we couldn’t be careless.

“Understood! We’ll agree to talk! Withdraw your soldiers and bring a representative! The talks will take place here!”

“The location. We will decide.”

Were they planning to lure us into a trap?

Still, we had to hear them out.

“Where do you wish?”

“This entrance. They say it’s good.”

“The entrance?”

Right in front of my dungeon?

That was acceptable.

They really had come to talk.

“Understood! Withdraw your soldiers and bring a representative! Then we’ll also make a move!”

“…”

The Lamia bowed her head and retreated, and I immediately summoned an Evil Eye. Skillfully controlling it to scan outside the dungeon, indeed, the Lamia soldiers were retreating.

Anyway.

Will the representative be Sasunall, the Lamia wearing a bone helmet that I saw last time? Expecting this, I watched.

ㅡSararak.

“Hm?”

Another Lamia appeared.

“Who is that?”

Dressed quite stylishly, the Lamia wore ornaments made of colorful feathers and metals. Seeing her like this, she indeed had a bit of flair.

But, somehow, she looked a bit small and docile. No, she might be small, but her chest was large. Very voluptuous. A royal bust. Her waist and hip lines were also beautiful. How should I describe her sultry figure?

She appeared very calm.

Would it be right to call her a composed woman, or is it because her hair was neatly arranged? Her long hair was exceptionally neat and glossy. She was well-maintained.

“Buril, open the formation.”

“Kerk? Is that okay?”

“When I signal, advance immediately.”

“Kerk. Understood!”

And just like that, Buril opened the formation.

The Lamia, acting as the representative’s assistant, said,

“Our princess.”

“What?”

Princess?!

The Lamia Princess!

Did this mean there’s a Lamia kingdom somewhere? This was not good. No. Was it an opportunity? It’s impossible to decide right now.

ㅡSwoosh.

The assistant bowed and stepped back, and I moved towards the dungeon entrance. The Lamia Princess was looking at me with calm eyes, her hands modestly covering her privates.

Standing before her,

“…”

I felt a surge of desire. Her figure was… splendid. I particularly liked her ample chest. To think I’d be aroused by a snake woman. But then again, if it’s not the lower half of a spider or a horse, wasn’t this acceptable?

Anyway, as I was looking,

She spoke first.

“Nice to meet you, sir. My name is Juria.”

Her name sounded similar to Juragi.

Siblings, perhaps? No, that’s not it. She spoke well for a Lamia? Was it because she’s well-educated? Other Lamias spoke in broken sentences, but Juria spoke very smoothly.

Was that what made her a princess?

“I’m pleased to meet you too. I’m Kyuse.”

“Oh my.”

After I greeted her as well,

“Indeed. A man who can speak properly.”

ㅡWith a smile.

Juria, grinning like a fox, said that. This woman… had a fox-like vibe. A snake that’s like a fox. If Lilriel heard this, she’d go crazy calling her a “lower species mixmaster.”

“Being able to speak is special? Is it that rare?”

“Yes, it’s quite rare.”

Well,

There were hardly any races in this jungle that could speak properly. Actually, I didn’t recall ever seeing a male character who could talk.

“That’s why I would like to accept the previous alliance proposal.”

“Alliance proposal.”

As expected, a mating proposal.

Then, the conversation should be quick.

I was confident in completely claiming this Lamia princess for myself through vigorous… interaction. Just claim her as mine and ask whatever I was curious about; all would be OK.

“Of course, I’d also like to form an alliance with a princess who commands such a force, but it’s not something to be done lightly. We should carefully consider each other’s conditions, shouldn’t we?”

“Oh my.”

“Excuse me?”

“No, I didn’t expect you to go that far… Indeed. I was lucky.”

She seemed a bit surprised, yet her mood was unmistakably positive. It was clear she was enjoying our conversation.

And then, look.

ㅡFlutter…!

Juria’s tail tip quivered like that of a rattlesnake. Silent, yet I understood this gesture as a sign of her pleasure.

“It’s difficult to find a strong man, or one with intellect, or even one with a high level of intelligence here.”

“That’s… I agree.”

As I nodded, Juria continued, her smile unwavering.

“So, most of the Sha-Shulas tend to kidnap suitable males.”

The proprietary term in the middle must be how the Lamias refer to themselves. Henceforth, I’d translate it as Lamia.

“Like those green ones?”

“Yes. Originally, we intended to kidnap them. But then this fortunate opportunity presented itself…”

Originally, their prey was the orcs, but now they saw my arrival as a stroke of luck.

“Hehehe, so that’s how it is. You’re saying you find me appealing?”

“To be honest, yes, that’s exactly right.”

“I’m flattered.”

“Oh my.”

“Then let’s discuss the terms for an alliance.”

The conversation progressed smoothly, given their friendly demeanor.

“The terms for the alliance are straightforward. What should I call you?”

“Whatever you wish.”

“Then I’ll address you as the Demon King. The condition is simple.”

Condition.

“If you impregnate me and my tribe, we promise military support.”

I couldn’t help but smile.

“Wait. Princess Juria.”

“Yes?”

“I have a question.”

For now, I feigned ignorance.

“What’s your question?”

“Given that Princess Juria and I are of different species, can we even procreate?”

“Ah… That might be a concern for other species. But for Lamias, it’s possible.”

I needed to be sure.

“I’m amazed that such a thing is possible.”

“It might seem strange to you.”

“Yes. Anyway, it sounds like a beneficial proposal for both of us. Princess Juria aims to increase her power by bearing children, doesn’t she?”

“Yes.”

Juria smiled once more.

“That’s my goal.”

“Hehehe, my goal is similar. It seems we could join hands and conquer the land together.”

“If the alliance is formed, certainly.”

I was growing more fond of her. The desire to possess her was unbearable.

“Excellent. Ah, but Princess, may I verify just one more thing?”

“Anything.”

“Honestly, I find it hard to believe in reproducing with another species… Given my origin. Do you understand?”

“Ufufu, of course, I understand.”

“So, just in case. What if impregnation doesn’t occur?”

“That would be.”

A brief silence fell.

ㅡHm.

For a moment, Juria’s demeanor changed. Her vertical pupils flashed like a sharp predator’s, and her tongue flickered in her mouth.

“We’ll have to think about it then.”

But soon, Princess Juria regained her calm smile.

“Hehehe, is that so?”

Right. If we couldn’t be allies, then we were enemies. Both of us aimed to be the conqueror of this region. If not allies, then rivals.

It’s only right to eliminate them.

Princess Juria had considered that as well.

“Understood.”

ㅡGrin.

I smiled spontaneously. But what to do? Even if they had certain goals, once they fell into my hands, they’d become my sex slaves.

This audacious Lamia princess was no exception. She might want to be the conqueror of this land, but the moment she spent the night with me, she’d become my sex slave.

It’s said all Lamias were virgins. Being nearly ignorant about sexual stimulation, it’s my specialty to thoroughly exploit and train such pure women, staining them with my color. That’s the role of Incubus Demon King Kyuse. Any woman who got involved with me would fall into depravity, craving pleasure.

“From today, Princess Juria and I are allies.”

As I extended my hand with a smile.

“Ufufu, I’m pleased.”

Juria shook my hand.

“I look forward to working with you, Demon King. Ah, and.”

“Yes?”

“I’d like to know more about you, Demon King, as soon as possible.”

“…”

“When would be a good time?”

A carnivorous woman indeed.

Right now would be perfect.

“How about right now?”

ㅡSwoosh.

I reached out, gently caressing her ears and the back of her head.

“…You’re as quick as our Lamias.”

Juria’s face instantly turned red, filled with desire. The Lamias, known for hunting males, made it difficult for her to resist during their mating season. Especially with Incubus Demon King Kyuse standing before her.

No woman could resist.

Even the most devout nuns succumbed to their longing, so how could this Lamia princess resist?

“…Then I’ll visit you again tonight, Demon King.”

“Yes.”

ㅡSwoosh.

Clutching her cleavage, Juria bowed and departed.

The atmosphere remained charged.