Dictatorship of the Labyrinth City 270

Chapter 270 – Renew the Infinite Labyrinth (7) – Part 1 of the Main Story Complete

After sending an order to the others to gather in the sex room, I laid down on the sofa and rested before going full-scale.

“Ha.”

“Why are you doing that?”

“It reminded me of something terrible I saw a while ago.”

Somehow, I feel like my eyes are rotten.

It’s not just normal rotten, it feels really rotten.

“I probably wouldn’t say anything, but it felt like a man with a pussy attached to him.”

“It was a little bit like that, right?”

I looked Laura up and down.

Laura, she has a body like that of a goddess, so it would be rude to even compare her, but no matter how much she is a woman, she at least has to come out and go in.

Among the adventurers out there, I would at least understand if they were muscular, like female warriors.

Their environment made them that way, they had that body to survive, and there is such a thing as physical beauty.

What about a person like Ermond?

It was a being that made me feel quite uncomfortable just thinking about its body her her her.

‘Have I ever hated women this much?’

I’m not specifically criticizing ugly women just because there are a lot of beautiful women around.

I treat people without prejudice more than anyone else, and I don’t even discriminate between races.

The only thing I care about is the knights directly under my command.

Except for the knights under Laura, women are treated according to their abilities, regardless of whether they are young or old, pretty or ugly.

“It’s really complicated. There was something like a physiological aversion to it. It wasn’t just because she did something stupid in the labyrinth or because she was a man-like woman, there was something…”

“Then how about removing it?”

Laura mercilessly suggested that I kill Ermond.

“If it is something that offends the Count, I think it would be a good idea to take this opportunity to get rid of it.”

“Really? If that’s what you think, then there’s nothing particularly bad about it.”

If she acts as the goddess tells her, at least she will not suffer any loss.

The goddess is showing me the way, so not following the goddess’s guidance would be making a big mistake on my part.

“Asti.”

“Yes, Count.”

“Attach a bitch collar to Ermond’s wrists and ankles. Then, increase the output to ‘maximum.'”

“I’m dying.”

“Isn’t it a much better death than cutting one’s throat or dying with medicine? It’s not something people can see.”

Fermaten devised a new method of execution for women.

The man is taken to the basement of the infinite labyrinth and taken care of by Lambert, and the woman dies after receiving the ultimate pleasure in the dungeon of the Countess’ castle where no one can see.

It can be said to be a very humane death, and if it were a death like this, neither the kingdom over there nor the king who values ​​​​​​human rights would have anything to say.

“Nero. Wouldn’t it be wrong to call this method of execution ‘Messalina type’?”

“…”

“Of course, it’s a bit like that, right?”

When it comes to sex, he secretly tried his luck with Nero, who had the most kingdom-like, royal-like tendencies.

When you think of the name ‘Messalina’, such an image inevitably comes to mind, so naming it as a method of execution could be considered an insult to the royal family.

“Strictly speaking, it is a little different, so it is absurd to call it the Messalina type.”

“There is a currency?”

“Yes. If you’re going to send men to gang-rape and kill you, you can call them Messalina-type, but that’s not right, right?”

“Oh.”

Nero’s point made sense.

When we execute a bitch using a collar, we simply cause her to have a heart attack due to the orgasm of pleasure.

Messalina’s cause of death and result are the same, but there is a clear difference in the process.

Messalina died while being gang-raped with men.

Execution in our dungeon is just an amplification of its own pleasure.

“Then…Do you think it would be better to just kill them by hanging like other nobles?”

“No, let’s just send it to the climax. And if you need a noun to refer to it, why not just say ‘Ermond’?”

“Oh.”

Nero’s words made me feel like my head was spinning.

“Then… I’ll give you an order. Tell it to the dungeon. Ermond… Will do it.”

To whom?

“The two guards in the dungeon can finally do some serious work.”

* * *

Crack, crack.

In a space filled with only blue lights, a blond-haired young man stared at the screen, tearing open a fried chicken leg in a large container.

As if following the eyes of a bug stuck to the floor, the screen moves to avoid the eyes of people walking down the hallway.

And the place shown on the screen was Fermaten’s dungeon, the place where ‘Ermond’ was held.

“Wow.”

The young man clapped his hands as he looked at the state of Ermond being held captive.

“It’s merciless. I thought they were keeping it alive for no reason.”

Ermond’s wrists and ankles were tightly fastened with female dog collars.

There was even a bitch collar hanging around his neck, and there was a chain-like chain connected from each bitch collar that made it impossible for Ermond to move.

“Isn’t that right? I was trying to save him, but did he pounce on me from the side? Hmm…”

The young man chewed his chicken as if he was dissatisfied.

“Ugh. How did I get so into something like that?”

The young man stretched out his hand towards something similar in shape to a breast magic stone, and soon tapped his index finger several times to bring up a picture on the screen.

“Tsk.”

Which garden should we call it?

With the fountain in the background, a man and a woman with black hair were staring straight ahead with a slight distance between them.

A woman with long black hair who resembles a young man is looking straight ahead with an expressionless face, and a young man stands next to her as if he has dyed his hair black.

“…Ugh.”

The young man posted another photo with a confused face.

In that photo, the woman was clinging to someone in a way that was completely different from the photo she took with the young man, and she could not be said to be the same person.

“They say there is no such thing as fire.”

The stocky young man was awkwardly doing a V with her hands, and the long-black haired woman was smiling brightly, hugging her young man’s arms up to her chest.

“…Ugh. Okay, so what do I need to say when he says he’s good? All you have to do is watch what he does and enjoy it.”

The screen again turned to the basement where Ermond was trapped.

The iron door opened and two guards dressed in rather tough clothes came into the room, and the young man adjusted his posture and took a gulp of black water in one go.

“What are you going to do? Are you just showing me the fantasy of being gang-raped? Or are you even sending in orcs that you secretly captured… Oooh.”

The young man stuck his tongue out at the scene on the screen.

“You’re making a Lez Elf wear a penny band. I didn’t even think of that.”

The young man licked his lips with sparkling eyes and focused on the screen.

“…Let’s make something like that downstairs.”

The young man began to observe Ermond with serious eyes.

“A tomboy being gang-raped to death by a lesbian. Wow, where else can I see something like this?”

Seeing Ermond dying from the peak of pleasure, the young man drank the black water in the glass in one go.

“This is sex. Ah, but does he know that he just killed one of Fermaten’s illegitimate children?”

Should I tell you?

Should I not?

“Oh, well. Just do what you want, and you will take care of it. That doesn’t cause any problems.”

The young man stroked his chin for a moment and then shrugged his shoulders.

“I should draw sexy pictures while watching gangbang sex.”

The young man picked up a long stick.

* * *

Thinking that I was the only one unable to have sex, I sent a guard to teach Ermond the pleasure of sex.

I thought she might die like Queen Messalina, but the case was different, as she died while voluntarily gang-raping Messalina with men.

“I thought it would be uncomfortable, but it’s not as bad as I thought.”

I poured the manamilk in the dark cup into my mouth in one go.

I didn’t feel any discomfort at all.

“Thank you, Nero. Thanks to you, I was able to be confident. If you think I’ve crossed a line, please tell me right away.”

“It is natural to execute a knight who does not follow the lord’s instructions.”

When it comes to having an aristocratic mindset, there is no one easier to ask for advice than Nero.

“Is there something you want?”

“What you want… You’ll get it soon anyway, so there’s no need to say it in words, right?”

“…Hehe. That’s it again.”

Nero smiled humbly, as if he was embarrassed, and I turned to Nero and asked.

“Nero.”

“Yes?”

“What color are your panties today?”

“…”

Nero glared at me disdainfully for a moment, but then her hand went under the skirt of her her own maid her uniform her her her.

“It’s like this.”

“…Write it.”

I had an erection.

As soon as she saw it, her dick started erect.

“I never imagined that something white with no decorations and a small pink ribbon would look so bad.”

“Now that you’ve confirmed it, can I take it down now?”

“Okay. Anyway, I’ll have to take off more when I go inside.”

Rattling.

I opened the door.

“I have come.”

As soon as I opened the door to the sex room, dozens of bottles of wine, fruit and cheese were neatly laid out inside, and my knights were waiting in various dresses.

It’s like, what should I say?

It feels like I’m wearing a party dress to celebrate the 1st or 2nd anniversary?

Perhaps because it is a fantasy game-based world, the dresses everyone was wearing were so fitting and beautiful.

“Count. We’ll change our clothes and come back.”

“Okay. I’ll wait, so change and come quickly. Instead, the knight commander has to start, so you have to come quickly.”

“I’ll be back soon.”

Laura took the people who followed her and headed to the place where a thin tent was spread out.

Beyond the transparent curtain, I could glimpse a closet with all kinds of dresses.

“Count. How about leaving that for later enjoyment and having a drink first?”

“Are you suddenly treating me with respect?”

“If possible, I hope you treat me poorly from now on. Fairly.”

Zenith handed me a dark glass filled with wine, and I accepted the glass and nodded slightly.

“That’s right. I can’t keep calling you mother forever.”

This is a place to sort out existing relationships and create new ones.

“First, I will tell you about the third myth stone that everyone is curious about, its purpose.”

I took out the myth stone from my pocket and pointed at my neck.

“I’m going to fill it up with the person I’m having sex with.”

“Yes?”

“This is a common item to be used in the sex room. The purpose is… Should I say it’s something that makes your body not tired even when you climax on my dick? Hehe.”

Everyone’s expressions changed.

Everyone said, ‘Well, that’s right’ or ‘Well, if that’s the case,’ and their eyes looked satisfied even if they were a little disappointed.

“Then… Let’s start the party now.”

Now is the time to build a system to conquer the labyrinth.

“Pregnancy sex, starting from the knight commander.”

It is time to make everyone my woman, my wife, and the mother of my child.

“I will make everyone here pregnant today.”