Dungeon And Slave: The Lustful and Violent Slave Harem of the Guard and Students Chosen as Testers for the Succubus Dungeon - Chapter 23: High Returns

Chapter 23: High Returns

Tester Life Day 8, Test Dungeon Third Floor, Yagumo Sanada

“Take that! Oh, Wind Cutter!”

I slash the first kobold with a diagonal cut from my machete as I spin, then block the attack of a second kobold lunging at my neck with its fangs, using my shield.

From behind the fallen first kobold, a third one charges low, so I unleash magic at it.

Yelp!

The Wind Cutter hits its neck, and it collapses, gushing blood. I push back the kobold I blocked with my shield and slice its torso horizontally with the machete.

Gah!

The black iron machete’s sharpness is superb, cleaving the kobold’s upper and lower body apart with ease, and it falls with a sickening splat.

“Haa… haa… haa… maybe I ran too much.”

Wiping the pouring sweat with a towel, I grab a sports drink from the side of my backpack.

It’s been three hours since I started exploring the 3rd floor.

Taking advantage of the lack of ambushes like horn rabbits, I’ve been exploring at a jog.

At first, I fought one kobold at a time, but stopping each time got annoying, so I kept running, ignoring encounters. Naturally, the kobolds chase me, and when about three pile up, I deal with them all at once, like now.

Except when I hit a dead-end side tunnel or find a treasure chest.

Still, I’ve probably taken down over 60 kobolds in this short time. I’m beat, though.

“Maybe I should slow down a bit.”

This pace won’t last me until evening.

My mana boost has increased my stamina, but it’s not infinite. If I mess up my pacing, it’ll affect tonight’s wall butt time. Gotta be careful.

“Might as well eat early.”

Deciding that, I sit on a nearby rock, pulling a bento and a bottled tea from my backpack.

“Omelet rice and hamburger today, huh?”

I used to love this as a kid, I think nostalgically, scarfing down two portions. I finish the tea and lean against the rock to rest my body until my stomach settles.

My machete, placed beside me, catches my eye.

“No nicks on the blade, huh?”

I hacked some kobolds pretty carelessly, but even cutting through their tough bones, the blade shows no damage.

“No wonder it costs 25,000 DP.”

While browsing the shop on my rest day, I saw the same machete listed for 25,000 DP. It’s called the Black Iron Machete, exactly as it looks. The description said it’s made of black iron, a heavy and hard mineral.

For comparison, the iron machete I used before would cost 5,000 DP without the discount. A 50,000-yen machete versus a 250,000-yen one. No wonder the sharpness is different.

The shop also had a gray robe for 5,000 DP, called the Blade-Resistant Robe, with excellent blade and fire resistance. No material was specified.

Together, that’s 30,000 DP. No wonder the 2nd floor guardian’s chest only had two items.

That chest was a jackpot.

While thinking about this, I spot two figures approaching from the tunnel’s depths. Two kobolds. I’ve come pretty far, so pairs might be the norm from here.

I check my remaining mana. Still about half left.

“Alright, round two.”

I stand from the rock, sling my backpack on, and charge toward the kobolds.

“Hm? Footprints.”

Finishing my 3rd floor exploration and returning to the 1st floor’s transfer room, I notice multiple footprints on the ground.

“Looks like a party moved to the 2nd floor.”

There were no footprints this morning, but someone could’ve used the room after me. That means they either defeated the 1st floor guardian while I was resting yesterday or while I was on the 3rd floor today.

As expected. The 1st floor guardian room is easy to find if you systematically check side tunnels. Taking a week just means they weren’t used to fighting. I’m the odd one out here.

“That means I can’t slack off.”

The 2nd floor guardian room is harder to find, but with more people, someone might have sharp instincts like me. It’s tough, but I’ll keep today’s pace tomorrow.

Exhausted from eight hours of running, I push my tired body out of the transfer room toward the dungeon exit.

“Phew…”

Back in My Room, I drop my backpack, remove my gear, and sit on the bed.

I’m exhausted.

Even with breaks, running for eight hours straight was brutal.

I avoided using Physical Enhancement to save mana for Wind Cutter, so that didn’t help. Plus, kobolds are fast and surprisingly resilient.

Unlike horn rabbits, which I could one-shot, some kobolds took two hits and still came at me. That drained my stamina more.

Near the end, while fighting four kobolds, two more showed up, forcing me to battle six at once. That was exhausting, and my mana ran dry.

I was planning to slow down tomorrow, but seeing other testers catching up puts pressure on me. So this is what it feels like to be chased.

Thinking that, I rest my body, then drag myself to the shower room.

Feeling refreshed, I check my haul.

First, I settle the magic stones.

I place today’s stones on the magic circle’s stone slab.

《184 F+ Magic Stones, 16,560 DP. Confirm? Yes/No》

“Hell yeah, that’s some good money.”

I can’t help but grin at the result.

A daily wage of 160,000 yen? That’s a 40-million-yen annual salary.

“This brings me a lot closer to buying a Slave.”

If students reach the 3rd floor, splitting rewards, they might afford a Grade 5 Slave in three months.

Next, I cash in the coins.

Twelve large copper coins and 36 copper coins make 1,560 DP.

Today’s chests had mostly coins and potions, so I got a lot of coins.

For potions, I got two Grade 5 Potions and three Grade 5 Mana Recovery Potions.

Seems like 3rd floor chests lean toward potions.

Maybe it’s to account for more injuries from kobolds. Their claws could shred even enhanced uniforms after repeated hits.

If they bite, they’d probably tear flesh, and exposed chests or necks are vulnerable.

“As long as these relief items keep showing up, this is still a beginner-level floor.”

I’m excited to see what stronger monsters appear later.

Hah, I’m such a battle junkie.

I don’t want to die, but part of me enjoys fighting.

Maybe because they’re humanoid? Reminds me of old battlefields.

After all the pain and scars on my face and body, I’m still like this. What a masochist.

Whatever.

More importantly, DP. I splurged during my break, but my balance is over 120,000 DP. Still far from my 2-million-DP goal, but at this rate, my income should keep rising.

Two months. I’ll get Grade 1 Slave Tsukigase within two months. I’ll savor that mouthwatering body every day.

“Whoa, hold up.”

Recalling Tsukigase’s massive breasts squashed in her competitive swimsuit during pool patrol and her plump butt with the swimsuit digging in, my cock springs to life.

Even exhausted, my cock’s full of energy. Fatigue boner, huh?

I tell my cock to wait until dinner and buy two 100-DP dinner sets from the shop.

Katsu cutlet, steaming rice, and heaps of cabbage satisfy me. With my stomach settled, it’s time for the fun part—wall butt time.

Hard as a rock, I operate the magic crystal to call a wall butt succubus, and for the third day in a row, the noble succubus appears.

She seems to know it’s her third consecutive day, standing with her legs closed, fidgeting.

Looking at the display, her cheeks are flushed with embarrassment.

“Looks like you’ve taken a liking to me.”

I smirk and speak to the spatial display, and her wings flap wildly, as if saying, “N-No, it’s just a coincidence!”

“What a cute girl.”

Excited by her reaction, I slip under her massive breasts as usual and hungrily devour those ripe, firm fruits.