Local Netizen Elf’s Life In Another World

Case 324: Believer of the lustful goddess.

''Hmm...''

The thing is, I'm kind of impressed by whoever puts everything here together. Coming up with creative ideas for lewd things takes talent, but manifesting those ideas into reality proves another level of dedication.

By the way, I'm only saying this because these supposed 'lewd monsters' can be categorized into different species. Their reproductive parts are really potent, not just for show. If someone wasn't careful, they could be bearing one of these amalgamations' babies, and that's both terrifying and incredible.

At this point, I'm thinking these dungeons might just be slices of different realities turned into, well, dungeons. This has been the most sensible theory according to our research as well. After all, there's no way Eve came up with something... like this.

''Oh, wow...''

An Iron Maiden.

Not the real one, but a modified version of it. Instead of spikes, it has two long props, which look extendable and penetrative, coming from below, one from above, two pinching devices on the doors, and some wiggly, slimy tentacles to hold the prey in place.

It'll be an experience being inside this thing, for sure. Well, another one to the collection, I suppose.

Thankfully, these things feed on materials that are available in this continent, so we can keep them as long as we like. 

In any case, there's only the unexplored boss room... and I'm starting to get horny after seeing all of these lewd monsters. Let's take a quick look and go back.

click—! 

So, I load my gun and promptly open the giant gate. Immediately, two blazing red eyes greet me from the very center of the room. The blue torches light up one by one, revealing the immense figure resting amidst the burning air.

It's a minotaur—a really big one.

In line with the lewd dungeon concept, the thing seems eager to violate me, and in line with its size, the reproductive organ dangling between its legs is also monstrous.

Usually, I'd work on containing the bosses... but we already have something similar jailed. Besides, I'm not sure I'd want to let this thing do me, if at all.

I don't see how that thing can go inside me for even a millimeter. Not a chance.

''Don't blame me, little minotaur. Blame your genetics.''

''Hah...''

Feeling a bit excited, I leisurely stroll my way out of the building after shoving a few bullets into the boss's skull. Lately, the lab's tests have been showing that the monsters's origins hardly relate to Eve, the corrupt goddess, at all.

They're just random creatures from God knows which dimensions or realities, and they really are not corrupt. Sure, they have some of the chaos energy in them, but it is not deeply penetrated. This means that if we can 'cure' them of the unwanted stuff...

''...''

Man, this is like a treasure trove just for me. Sexual experience straight from other universes? Sign me in.

With how attractive that sounds, I think I can convince my partners soon.

''Heheheh... uh?''

Gleeful as I am, my radar suddenly picks up some strange signals—the frequency of humanoid life. Of course, there shouldn't be any humans in here, so I immediately dash off toward the area of interest.

''This isn't good...''

The fluctuations in the signals tell me that the person is struggling, so at least there's hope. If I remember correctly, though, there are only chest mimics with relatively slow and harmless 'digestion' in this part of the temple, which is fortunate.

Soon enough, I begin to hear actual slobbering sounds mixed with a person's moans, and, as expected, I already see them after turning the corner.

''Tch.''

Like a scene coming straight out of a thin book, the victim's upper half is tucked into the chest mimic's body, leaving only the legs and a bit of the torso out flailing in the air.

That ass... there's no mistaking it.

''You blonde idiot...!''

With the precision of a surgeon, I deploy telekinesis and carefully rip the monster apart before cutting off the tentacles that are entangling Camellia inside.

''Hah... hah... ngn...''

Unfortunately, some damage has already been done.

Camellia is covered in slime and soft bruises, her upper body is buck naked, and from the marks left on her skin, it seems the monster has had its fun playing with her chest and mouth. 

I made sure nobody followed me, but... I guess she came in a bit afterward, and the disrupting barriers in this temple prevented me from noticing her.

''Hey, are you alright?''

''Hngn... y-you bet...''

Surprisingly, Camellia still appears as lively and determined as ever, showing no sign of trauma. I guess that's the silver lining—

''That felt amazing...''

''Hm?''

''W-What?''

''What did you just say...?''

For a while, she and I stare at each other. Realizing how big of a bombshell she has just dropped, the girl's cheeks slowly turn pink. At this point, I'm speechless.

''Hah... I'll scold you for defying orders later, but let me clean you up first.''

''...''

A few splashes of water magic, a bit of blowdry... and some new clothes using divine power.

''Know that you have received the grace of Sylvia the Goddess. Hmph.''

''Things are wild nowadays, huh? A slut is called a goddess...''

''What did you just say?''

...Really, should I punish her for blasphemy? No, I mean, she isn't even my believer, but.

''Hey.''

''What?''

''Why did you follow me?''

''...Just because.''

Okay, this Camellia girl is really stupid, isn't she? If she were my believer, I would have... wait.

What if she was my believer?

I was led to believe—pun not intended—that the only way to get stronger is by honing one's skill—honing it to the point that one exceeds human limits.

Still, if any of the tales about deities I've come across hold any truth at all, having more believers should make me stronger, too. It should. It really should.

''H-Hey, why did you stop all of a sudden?''

''...''

You know, seeing this gullible, idiot-looking blonde makes me realize an idea...

''Hey...! Why aren't we coming back?!''

''Hm? I thought you wanted to explore this temple, too.''

''I-I'm not!''

''Go back alone, then.''

Letting out a frustrated sound, Camellia bites her lips for a second before deflating like a balloon. Grudgingly, she glares at me and puffs out her cheeks,

''Hmph.''

...What are you? A tsundere?

''What are we even doing here?''

''Ah, about that.''

Since Camellia doesn't know my intentions, I'm going to have to test the water a bit. Just for safety, you know.

So, I have her follow me to a certain section of the main hallway, where the guillotine monsters and others are. As I walk along, carefully dodging the threats, I soon find myself with a nice-looking guillotine to work with.

It seems relatively safe, as the blade is missing. The wooden frames have also deteriorated a lot, meaning I can easily break them off if anything happens.

Well, it isn't as though I'm going in myself in the first place.

''See that?'' I point at the thing. ''That's a monster. It's designed to violate any female that comes close to it sexually.''

''W-What?! How do you know that...?'' Camellia exclaims, hiding behind my back.

''None of your business. But I'm trying to experiment with something here. Wanna watch?''

''...Okay?''

Under the girl's curious eyes, I pull out a clone of mine from my space storage. This one, unlike those I've used until now, is connected to me, by the way.

''Wow...''

''Like the real thing, right?''

To demonstrate, I even take the chance to grope Sylvia Two's chest a bit, but that only makes Camellia angrier for some reason.

''Well, well... here comes nothing.''

Nonetheless, with my best wishes in mind, I send Sylvia Two straight toward the monster.