Dictatorship of the Labyrinth City 217

Chapter 217 – Luge’s Dream Comes True (7)

Failed to recruit Joker (☆☆☆), the Neymar of the assassin world.

However, since he succeeded in recruiting the disciple he spoke of, I decided to trust his insight and hire the disciple and some team members.

One thing I regret is that I can’t focus only on the casino issue.

After becoming a count, the situation inside the count’s castle required various management, so I quickly resolved the most urgent problems first.

“Shiro. How is the maid’s job?”

“Amy and Nero have taught me so well that I have no major problems in carrying out my duties.”

“Good.”

Shiro, a half-minotaur and a prisoner previously obtained from Charlotte’s slave market, placed milk tea in front of me.

“Is this made with your manamik?”

“Yes. How does it taste?”

“I haven’t tasted it yet, but it smells great. Ha, good. This is life.”

It may seem a bit pervert, but anyone’s opinion will change once they drink milk tea made from the breast milk of a cow.

Breast milk is really delicious.

Breast milk in reality may be a little fishy, ​​​​​​but breast milk in the fantasy world is as sweet and sweet as milk mixed with honey.

In particular, Shiro’s milk always boasts a stable taste compared to others.

“You must have a hard time pumping milk every morning. Do you need a vacation?”

“Huh? No. It’s okay. My breasts hurt if I don’t pump my milk every morning.”

“Then that’s a good thing. If you happen to be in a situation where you need to milk milk while working as a maid, you can always milk it in a dark cup. If you want to milk milk outside of office hours, let me know.”

“The Count is very busy, so I can’t ask him anything carelessly. Ah, it’s a bit awkward to say it on his behalf, but can I ask you a favor?”

“Please?”

It’s rare for Shiro to ask me for a favor, but when he suddenly asked me for a favor, I started to get interested.

“What are you asking?”

“How about making what you said the last time you had sex with me come true?”

“…Really?”

“Yes.”

I was in big trouble.

It seems like he is sincere.

“If I actually did that, the Holsteins would be quite displeased, right?”

“It’s just an expression, but it’s not like you’re actually trying to do something strange. And you can distinguish them like succubi.”

“Hmm… “

Just as we can distinguish between Dream Factory’s virgin succubus and Changkwan’s tenpro succubus, we can clearly distinguish between what Shiro proposes.

When purely focusing on milk production and when speaking to Shiro.

“I guess I should go down and take a look again.”

What is the case?

“Okay. It’s been a while since I thought I’d stop by the basement.”

“I will take care of you.”

I took Shiro with me and headed to the dungeon.

In order to check the performance of the female dog collar that I had worked so hard to develop, and to check on the health of the prisoners in the dungeon who were still ‘alive’, I took some food and came down to the dungeon.

Sigh.

As soon as you open the door to the dungeon and go down, all you can hear is the women’s moans.

There is only pleasure, pleasure, and more pleasure.

Rather than the happy pleasure that usually resonates, the peculiarity is that it is a moan mixed with pain due to pleasure that lasts forever.

“It’s amazing every time I see it.”

“Uuuuu…!!”

On one side of the basement, women are lying face down on all fours in restraints like animals.

The prisoners were lying face down on a wooden device similar to a wooden horse in a bike riding position, with female necklaces hanging around their limbs and necks, and the female necklaces kept flashing pink light to control the women’s sexual feelings.

“Ugh…!!”

Enough to not die.

‘Deaths of pleasure must be prevented.’

The prisoners here are sentenced to life in prison.

And it costs money and taxes to just feed and clean up urine and feces for prisoners serving life sentences.

-Those who committed crimes are lying quietly in prison, beating up their daughters? That won’t work. Shouldn’t we do something productive?

Is my money going to these people for free in taxes?

It was a moment when I understood why correctional labor was done in prison.

Since they can’t just lie still, shouldn’t they be made to engage in some kind of economic activity in prison?

In that sense, I built a ‘convict ranch’ system like this.

With the freedom of my limbs restricted, I twist my body in never-ending pleasure and squeeze out the ‘Manamilk’.

“Shiro. Fill the milking machine.”

“Yes.”

Shiro filled the prisoner with a milking machine with skillful hands.

He pulled her breasts down so that her nipples pointed toward the tin, and a magic headband resembling a cow’s horn was tightly placed on his head her.

“Do you want to do it right away? If you want to stick a dick in your mouth, you have to take off the mask…”

“No. If I take my dick out here, these women will smell it and leave even further. Let’s just do a performance test.”

I grabbed each horn.

It felt a bit soft but hard, as if I was grabbing a woman’s wrist, so it felt strange.

Wow.

“Whoa whoop?!”

As the horn-like magic tool began to sparkle, the bitch necklace worn on the limbs began to react.

At the same time, the sex magic tattoo on his back began to sparkle with pink light.

“The sexual desire built up through the bitch necklace becomes vital energy, and that energy becomes manamilk.”

Chuwaap.

As soon as the breast pump was pulled, breast milk started gushing out into the tin can and the ‘mamma can’.

“I’m amazing too. You can turn humans into mana cows.”

It feels like milking a real cow.

That’s all, but it’s surprising that this actually realized the ‘human ranch’ that was only seen in 19+ manga.

The difference is that while the human ranch in the 19+ manga is a place that captures humans and turns them into livestock, ignoring human rights, this is a place that educates those who have committed sins.

“For the crime of acting as a spy while working for the count, I will live my life spewing out manamilk.”

“Ugh, hmm… !!”

Even though their mouths were covered with masks, their ears were still open, so these prisoners had to pump out their breast milk without saying anything.

“Do you want to die? If you want to die, tell me as much as you want. I will kill you right on the spot. I will make you die a very terrible death, just like the former maid, Emma, ​​did.”

Former maid head Emma died.

Perhaps it was because she had developed some pride while living as the count’s chief maid, but she refused to live the life of a mana cow-mana star.

There is only death for prisoners who give up reformation.

I pushed Maid Jean Emma somewhere into her her labyrinth her her her, where she met her her death her her her.

-What. I told you not to come here. Why are you coming?

-Is it possible to kill this woman, erase her memories, and then turn her into a succubus?

-Ohh. It’s fun. Is it okay to use the labyrinth like that? Human?

-You have to use whatever is available. What’s the problem with allowing someone who was originally going to die to live with their memories erased?

-I don’t know if people are good or evil.

-I am good to those who are mine, but I can be evil to those who are not mine.

-Good. Well, I have no problem giving birth to a new succubus.

In front of the Succubus Queen, Desmonica.

About three days later, a virgin succubus was caught in the Infinite Labyrinth, born Missy Style, and became a popular porn star, but it probably had nothing to do with the dead Emma.

Anyway, it won’t be related.

In fact, the prisoners here have no idea that Emma has completely lost her memory and has become a porn star to satisfy the sexual desires of her adventurers.

“Your execution site is not the count’s castle. We will take you all the way to the Infinite Labyrinth with all your limbs restrained, and then throw you there as food in front of the goblins. If you want to die like that, tell me at any time. I will kill you.”

There are only two fates for those imprisoned in this prison.

One is to live here as a mana livestock producing mana milk for the rest of your life.

The other is reborn as a succubus, losing her memories, and her former self dies a complete death.

“Tsk. Even when I think about it, I’m being too considerate. You mercifully keep something alive that should be killed. Shiro. When the Mamma Canister is full, send it up there. I need to refine it into magic stones and sell it.”

“I understand. So, my lord, what do you think about my proposal?”

“Except for human rights and all that shit in the capital, the economic effect will be clear. Prisoners may be stuck here like this, but it’s a different story if they’re just milking it.”

Currently.

50% of the magic stones produced in Fermaten borrow the power of myth stones, but a considerable amount of magic stones are produced through pure sex magic without myth stones.

“If you’re not worried about technology leaks, there’s nothing else that produces mana as reliably as this. Okay, I’ll have to build another factory outside of Fermatn Castle.”

The name is ‘Milk Factory’.

“You’re going to throw all kinds of insults at men. Do you only favor women?”

“I’m sure it’ll be okay since you’re the lord?”

A bastard who is crazy about women.

A sex-crazed nobleman.

Now, even if I create a place targeting only women, men will just move on and say, ‘That’s what that bastard does.’

“We will build another facility in the vacant lot outside of Permaten Castle. Manamilk Factory. Unlike the prisoners here, we will create a place where women can be massaged and milked.”

There, I will extract Manamilk from the general public.

If blood donation is a place where blood is received.

Wouldn’t it be better to call the place where milk is received ‘Heonyu (獻乳)’?

No.

Since milking sounds better, let’s just call it milking.

“All you have to do is pay 10 Lugecoin exchange vouchers every time you milk Manamilk.”

Never.

You don’t pay money to buy breast milk.