Driftwood again on the coast.
No, it’s a mixed-type monster (Chimera type) fused with a monster.
“XX”
“Wow, it’s speaking a language I don’t understand!”
“It’s disgusting, let’s kill it.”
“It’s weakened, after all.”
It’s an easy win for us.
Before we could finish our words.
The watch group was killed in a flash.
*Munch, munch*
The monster, to complete its imperfect body.
Devoured the flesh of the corpses.
And its body was reconstructed into a human form.
“XX”
Monsters always have Magic Sense as a passive skill.
It moves without hesitation.
Towards the direction with a strong magic reaction.
“Doesn’t it smell?”
“Huh? She’s bathing in water.”
*Rustle, rustle*
The women chatting encountered the monster.
Killed with screams.
Another flash.
An incredibly fast flash.
Its true form was its supple, stretching fingers.
It again devoured the flesh of the corpses it killed.
And as it was about to move to the next place.
“You bastard!”
“And the guards!”
“Useless!”
A group of delinquents rushes over, hearing the screams.
Rayos appears next.
“Humanoid!”
“Gyaaaa!”
“XX”
“You… you? So f-fast–”
*Slice, slice!*
Was this the counter to the flash that cut down the delinquent group?
Looks like I’ll have to brace for some magic power consumption.
Rayos’s cut surfaces rapidly regenerate.
Ignoring the internal pleas of tearing flesh, he closes in on the monster to attack.
He doesn’t kill it with magic because a strong monster means a lot of possessed magic power.
If he killed it with magic, its internal possessed magic power would be triggered,
reducing the magic power gained. Right now, he’s fighting while continuing to consume magic power for high-speed regeneration.
“Uoooooooh!”
“XX? XX”
“Nuoooooryaaah!”
“XX?!”
It’s cut me so many times.
The clean cuts were its undoing.
“——?!”
“…………”
People holding spears appeared.
Just as the humanoid monster was killed.
Covered in blood.
Healed with recovery magic. Well, that excuse should work, right?
*Murmur, murmur*
Somehow I managed to disguise my immortality, but
the importance of recovery magic emerged.
Teach me. Voices asking to learn it arose,
and grudgingly, the recovery magic lessons begin the next day.
Well, there’s a merit in teaching them,
but a demerit from my existence as a collaborator being in the way.
Learning depends on individual talent. It becomes clear who truly wants to heal themselves and others. You must intend to heal from your deepest consciousness.
The difficulty of learning is extremely high.
It should take at least a month.
*Hubbub! Merriment♪!*
Insurance in case I become useless.
Rody and the female dogs.
I need to increase the number of female dogs.
In parallel with the recovery magic lessons,
I’ll start training the women at night.
The aftermath for the guards was horrific.
No one wants to do the job.
Warnings with rattle traps.
The enemy is an intelligent human, though.
Well, there are traps everywhere.
Monsters and animals also make sounds.
The interruption of lessons is good for buying time.
“Heath-san! I propose pit traps.”
“Oh, that’s a good idea♪”
“Nice thinking, you guys♪”
One of the shadow otaku’s suggestions piques the interest of the men.
Damn, I thought I could buy more time.
In parallel with removing the rattles,
everyone digs pit traps.
Once a week, there’s pit trap repair work.
Not yet. I should still be able to buy more time.
Rayos and the Otherworlders’ chicken race? It was about to truly begin.
“If we could use recovery magic…”
“Yeah, that Heath guy is untrustworthy.”
“Our comrades (fellow countrymen) died. It was all because of his shoddy escape plan.”
With the reorganized squads and groups led by a man who was promoted to leader,
Rayos’s dissatisfaction grows daily.
He sometimes hears them as an Astral Body, though he never dreams of it.
The Astral Body of Rayos floats beside him with a terrifyingly pleasant smile.
“These are the ones I’ll kill first.”
・・・
As scheduled.
The Otherworlders are having trouble learning recovery magic.
“Damn it, I can’t take this anymore!”
“Let’s go find some lizards.”
“Hey, you guys?”
“Stop it, okay?”
Seriously teaching.
Using goblins and kobolds kidnapped from the labyrinth/dungeon for injury treatment.
But it doesn’t activate.
Their hemostatic techniques are improving,
but recovery magic isn’t activating.
They can use basic magic necessary for daily life, yet…
Gradually, the women who nominally scold the men start to feel it’s pointless to attend. They are already Rayos’s obedient female dogs.
When ordered, they show such loyalty and obedience that they would gladly plunge a blade into men in the same situation.
We can see it. Near the women’s waists, a fluffy tail wagging.
“Let’s begin the lesson.”
“Yes!”
The lesson ends.
Though the numbers have decreased,
food procurement is important.
I’m venturing into the labyrinth/dungeon with my harem♪
“Go!”
“Yes♪! Master♪!”
Watch my performance.
Without hesitation to be splashed with blood,
dodging the sharp claws of the kobolds and cutting their throats.
“Gyaaa-on—!”
“Hahaha♪ Die♪ Die die die♪!”
All for Master’s reward♪♥
“I won’t lose either…♪”
“Me neither…♪”
“Kya-on……”
The kobolds, perceived as prey.
Having been neutered, their judgment is rational.
They realize the women’s abnormality.
But if they disobey the labyrinth/dungeon Ruler’s order to kill the intruders, their lives are forfeit anyway.
Their only chance of survival is to fight and kill the intruders.
“Guoooonnnn!”
“Hahaha, don’t dieeeeee♪!”
A joyous battleground.
Rayos nods.
He repels the attacking kobolds
and watches the growth of the women he turned into female dogs.
When we return, I’ll make them cry on the bed (made of piled leaves)♪♪ he thinks.
