Chapter 215: The Relic’s Punishment (P1)
Only a single day had passed since Ryan had set out toward the nation of Morrisen, or more specifically, its capital of Kainon, where the castle of the Demon Queen Ophelia was located.
Even though it had only been a single day, so many things had happened that, for a brief moment, it actually made Ryan think he had been far away for at least an entire week,
But this journey, going far beyond merely planning an alliance with the demon queen, had somehow proven to be much more beneficial in terms of the pure knowledge he had acquired.
Being able to witness the sheer power of the Abyssals with his own eyes, and securing far more knowledge regarding the dragons, was something truly fascinating for Ryan.
Now, the only thing left to do was to patiently wait for Ophelia’s plan to be fully set into motion.
Finding out about the presence of SS-rank heroes in that distant town of Friah Village had awakened an even greater desire within him to make his female companions evolve to a much higher rank.
If there had ever been any lingering doubt before about whether or not he should take the place of a demon king, he was now more absolutely certain than ever that that would be his very best option...
Once Ryan entered the dungeon, he was received by the girls of his party who remained there. But the scene he encountered in the main room forced him to stop dead in his tracks, evaluating the unorganized chaos right in front of him.
They looked at him timidly, wearing that exact expression of someone who has been making mischief and is suddenly caught red-handed. Their breathing was heavy and the skin of their bodies shone with a fine layer of sweat beneath the light of the dungeon.
Underwear garments, skirts, and shirts were thrown all over the floor of the ancient floating dungeon.
Ryan observed in complete silence, still wearing a deep frown on his face.
His green eyes traced the partial nudity of his female companions, detailing their exposed thighs and their heavy breasts bouncing heavily with every single breath.
He did not say a single word, simply letting the heavy weight of his cold gaze fall entirely upon them, increasing the sheer tension in the atmosphere.
The wyvern was also present in the place.
Upon seeing Ryan, the winged creature let out a low grunt of clear recognition and went straight toward him. The monster rubbed its large scaly head against the boy’s heavy black trench coat, actively seeking his attention.
"Your Majesty." Alicia said after appearing right in front of him.
The wolf girl moved with sheer rapidity, completely ignoring the blatant fact that her companions were wearing their uniforms haphazardly all over the place.
She ended up making a deep bow on her knees right upon the freezing stone, lowering her head as a sign of profound respect and pure submission.
"R-Ryan..." The voice sounded highly timid and completely trembling.
He directed his gaze immediately toward the dark zone right at the entrance of the portal.
Hidden securely behind a thick stone column, her head barely peeking out with an intense blush covering her cheeks.
Irina.
The elf girl was also half-naked in the place, feeling the freezing air of the dungeon hit directly against her exposed skin. She tried to cover her pale breasts by crossing her arms tightly, literally dying of sheer shame at being seen in that state.
"Can I possibly know exactly what you are all doing?" Ryan demanded a clear answer.
His tone of voice was harsh, entirely sharp, and completely devoid of any type of patience whatsoever in the face of the exhibitionist spectacle.
"See, Helen, I told you it was a really bad idea." Mirian commented right in front of him.
The yellow-haired archer rested a hand upon her very own exposed hip, sporting a highly mocking smile on her lips.
She did not seem to be nearly as affected by the nudity as Irina was, thoroughly enjoying provoking her Helen.
"Shut up, you were the one who started all of this." Helen grumbled, forcefully crossing her arms.
The warrior’s abrupt movement pushed her enormous tits violently upward, making them stand out immensely beneath the very little fabric she had left.
She shot a look loaded with pure fury directly at Mirian, tightly clenching her teeth in sheer frustration.
"Your Majesty, they were competing." Alicia argued while still on her knees.
The assistant raised her face, keeping her hands firmly resting upon her barefoot thighs to give a perfectly clear report to her king.
"Competing?" Ryan responded.
He arched an eyebrow, completely unable to find any logic as to why a simple competition would leave them all entirely in their underwear.
"Yes, Your Majesty, you see... Miss Mika and Miss Runa have made a lot of progress."
The wolf girl began to narrate the clear progress the two girls had managed to achieve while working completely locked up inside the intense heat of the forge.
"And they asked to take one of the communication relics all the way to the nation of Kallistia, to give it to Miss Karol or to Beatrice in order to run some tests."
Alicia explained while standing up with incredibly elegant movements.
’I see, so we actually have a prototype ready.’
Ryan thought, carefully processing the excellent news right in the middle of all that visual and carnal disorder.
"Those two truly do work hard." Ryan said, feeling a genuine sense of pride toward his little blacksmith and his alchemist.
"On the other hand... you girls." Ryan pointed, looking entirely around him.
Directing his sharp gaze right at Mirian and Helen, reviewing their completely exposed curves and the clothes thrown carelessly at their feet.
And then directly at Irina.
"Exactly how did you let yourself get convinced into doing something like this?" He asked Irina directly.
He looked her straight in the eyes, knowing perfectly well that she was usually the most demure of them all and absolutely hated exhibiting her body in front of the others.
Who, with a heavily muffled groan, hid herself back behind the stone column, hiding her face entirely due to the immense embarrassment.
Then, Ryan returned his harsh gaze right back to Mirian and Helen.
"Well? What exactly was that competition about?"
