## Chapter 339 – Dungeons and Adventurers (6)
“What the… where did these bitches go…?”
Laratina, clutching Greta tightly by her side, ready to grab her at any moment, wandered through the den, which felt both sinister and strangely warm.
She cautiously moved through the eerily quiet den, glancing around at every corner.
Laratina shuddered as she watched countless monsters scurry away at her approach, clutching her aching chest whenever something seemed to be there, startling her.
But regardless, she finally found the stairs leading up, hidden in a corner.
She climbed to the next floor, wondering where the den’s members had disappeared to, and then snorted derisively.
“If they’re not here, it’s easier for me.
Should I just set the place on fire?”
The thought of Vivian’s troubled expression filled Laratina with glee as she looked around, indulging in wicked fantasies.
The den was a structure that seemed to be a living organism, a type of architecture rarely seen.
Yet, it also felt artificial, with natural light streaming in, creating a subtle sense of well-being.
‘Where is this…?
If there was a place like this…
There’s no way I wouldn’t know…’
Laratina had mastered all sorts of luxurious elements to cater to the tastes of the nobility.
Naturally, some of them desired a natural kind of luxury, as if they were living as hermits, rather than something artificial.
‘Who made this?
I could use them as an architectural designer for the next branch…’
Although she wasn’t considered particularly talented herself, she at least had the minimum level of sophistication expected of a businesswoman.
Looking at the den’s natural structure, she couldn’t help but instinctively praise its modern aesthetic sense and functional design.
“This is… pretty big…?”
Reaching the workshop floor on the third basement level, Laratina couldn’t help but widen her eyes at the sight of the spacious, plaza-like structure.
It wasn’t quite on par with the mansions of the nobility or Mademoiselle, but a large building of this scale would surely have gained some notoriety.
Her pride wounded that she didn’t know about something like this, she crossed the workshop floor with Greta, intending to explore it, but at that very moment.
“Eek…!!”
Laratina instinctively cried out in surprise as she saw soft tentacles descending from the ceiling of the workshop.
“What… what is this…!!
Why are there monsters running around like this!?”
Come to think of it, Laratina had been cooped up in the corner of a prison cell, simply accepting whatever tentacle sofa or just tentacles were given to her.
Seeing the tentacles, which she had always assumed were some kind of monster brought in from elsewhere, flowing down from holes in the ceiling, she instinctively took a step back, her face turning pale.
Before she could even threaten Greta, Laratina was quickly seized by the tentacles and lifted into the air.
“Hyaaak!! L-let go of me…!!”
She had wanted tentacles so badly, but she couldn’t overcome her instinctive fear, and she thrashed her legs in the air.
But then, the tentacles suddenly released her, leaving her dumbfounded.
Like a girl who wasn’t ready, she left even the important hostage Greta behind and scurried towards the stairs.
This time, she went up another floor and reached the residential level.
She scanned the floor, looking for a door to the outside, her eyes sweeping over the wooden beds and furniture for various conveniences that filled the floor, and then she began to frantically run around.
In the midst of this, she discovered something that looked like a large gate and approached it. She pushed hard on the tree roots blocking it, tapped on it, and tried desperately to open it.
“Eeeik…!! Hng!!”
But as the intricately intertwined tree roots slowly moved aside and the door began to open, she took a surprised step back and then squeezed through the opening before the door was fully open, entering the room.
“Ah… ugh… Kyaaak…!!”
Then, her ankle caught on a root and she fell forward.
She unintentionally rolled over once, feeling dizzy, and then hurriedly got up, uttering a sigh of admiration at the sight before her.
“Haaa… this is it…”
In the gently hollowed-out grooves in the floor, like a valley, water flowed, making a babbling sound as if it were a real stream.
The flowing water disappeared as if absorbed when it reached the walls, with no drain visible.
And as if to mark the boundary of the stream, there were various pieces of furniture made entirely of wood, but with a natural beauty, and even the plush feel of the well-organized beds.
Looking at the queen’s room, where the expression “nature as a blanket, the forest as a pillow” seemed so fitting, Laratina was no longer thinking about escaping, but simply admiring it.
“…… Kyaa!!”
But this time, Laratina was startled again when a tentacle descending from the ceiling touched her.
However, this time, the expression on her face was a little complicated.
“S-stop… wait… just a moment…!!”
Laratina wasn’t stupid.
The fact that the tentacle she thought she had escaped from had followed her all the way here meant that this entire place was essentially within its territory.
In other words, this beautiful space, which seemed impossible to create with human technology, was created by this monster.
“I can’t just do it anywhere……?
So… here… I’ll lie down here…”
In the end, Laratina came to the conclusion that trying to escape from a place that might be the monster’s mouth or stomach was just a foolish act.
And beyond that, in this room that gave her a strangely fascinating feeling, a small blush crept onto her tense cheeks as she unknowingly became excited.
Hadn’t she already experienced it?
“Gulp…”
That thing that brought pleasure that made her heart flutter with anticipation rather than fear.
Moreover, the pleasure of lying on a comfortable, cozy bed in this beautiful room, rather than in a narrow, messy prison cell, would be even better.
Lying on Vivian’s bed, which happened to be the best one, Laratina slowly spread her legs, feeling a strange sense of liberation that she couldn’t even feel in her own luxurious room.
Such a stable, cozy, and liberating environment.
“Huuuung… eugh…!!”
Feeling the disarmament brand that had been covering her crotch slowly slide to the side, opening her pussy.
Laratina, whimpering happily at the tentacles that began to wrap around her body, gasped as the tentacle, smooth and hairless, rubbed slickly against her vulva.
“Ah… aah……!!”
A thorough sense of restraint, like being bound in chains, that she had never felt when mingling with any of the men who had submitted to her.
The tentacle, which was in a position to enter at any time, only rubbed against her clitoris with a softness and smoothness that surpassed any tongue.
As the tentacle teased her without actually entering, Laratina, her body burning, braced herself on the soft bed with one hand and reached out with the other, desperately grabbing the tentacle.
“Haaa…… don’t… tease me…”
‘T-thick… something like this……
I thought it wasn’t ordinary, but…’
She had only ever been violated, never using her own hands, and she swallowed again as she felt the tentacle that was so thick that she couldn’t even grasp it completely with one hand.
No wonder she always felt like her stomach was going to be pierced every time she was violated.
Laratina, sliding the tentacle she was holding in her hand down her pussy, which was already slick with fluids, slightly curled her toes and spread her pelvis wide open.
Her changed body seemed to be instinctively saying that she was ready to accept this being, a natural act.
And then, as she felt the tentacle slowly spreading her vaginal opening and pushing in, she couldn’t help but gasp in surprise, letting out a startled moan.
“Heungaaat……!! Aeuuuugh…
S-slow… down… a littleeeeee…!!”
But it felt like it had barely pushed in before the tip of the tentacle was already intimately kissing her uterus.
Laratina, hiccuping and unknowingly twisting her waist, eventually turned over and buried her face in the soft pillow.
“Heuuuuk… eup… oeut… Angddaeehk……”
Eventually, the moans that leaked out from there were unstoppable, and as a pleasantly cool breeze brushed against her skin, she soaked in the coolness of the fluid that quenched her heat, unknowingly rolling her eyes back.
