Chapter 29: Poacher

Inside the elegant reception, a dryad was currently doing scientifical experiments. At the same time, her fingers were hidden beneath her black marble desk.

Her cute pointed ears filled with cat-themed earphones, as various pink and brightly coloured flowers were rapidly blooming and pollinating from her body and vines.

"Mmm... it's thick... like three... almost four fingers!"

A wet sound echoed through the room, a dark red bar saying [Closed] across the entrance to her reception.

On the screen, she was playing a set of videos posted by a popular pornographic site for monster girls; this site was a very informative video dubbed.

[Minotaur Mommy Milks A Horny Orc Stud]

When searching on the Mumu search engine, she found this site by sheer accident, coming across a strange but registered advertisement that showed that amazing movie title.

The site was named [The Ardent Orc], a new site linked to the brothel [The Ardent Vixen]

Thus the moment she opened the thumbnail and watched the 5-minute preview of that massive dark almond meat club abusing the female minotaur, Emily instantly entered her details to pay the 20 credits for access to the entire video.

5 hours split into five 1-hour parts.

Her reason for the quick purchase, the male in question looked uncannily like Raven.

Thus, she immediately began to replace the male with her current crush; luckily, as the daughter of the president, she could close her desk without permission and started over an hour ago, now a tiny pot of dryad sap was already sealed on the table, second only to the elves holy nectar.

A dryad's sap was a potent elixir for health, staying youthful and pretty. This pot was worth more than 300 credits alone. Her purchase of the video helped her profit considerably as she began collecting the slimy juices with a peach scent once again, as the video almost showed the orc's face.

'He has blue eyes... ah... Raven... will you ravage me like this? I might break... my roots can only stretch so much!'

She wanted to praise the woman who posted the videos and envied her but felt awe for the woman who quickly took such a huge thing and did not break too much.

Emily scrolled down, looking at the poster named Miyako with hearts beside her name and a cunning fox emoji, then a cute minotaur emoji and Miriam for the actress while they named the actor "Orc Daddy."

Once again, as she watched the scene heating up, Orc Daddy began to push his almond log deep into the small mouth of the minotaur before filling her with a hot, creamy dose of his milk once again.

Emily began to convulse as she continued watching the last few minutes as he grabbed the woman's horns and pounded her face—snot and drool oozed from her face as she pictured herself as that minotaur before mid climax a loud buzzer began to sound, before the video shut off, as her second jar was overflowing with dryad sap.

A strange wave of energy and power began to swirl through the air, followed by the powerful vibrations caused by certain magics, before a sudden flash of black light shone in Emily's dazed eyes, luckily managing to close her legs and cover herself with the fresh petals as her bright blooming flowers began to retract her chest heaving as she continued to feel the afterglow of bliss.

The next moment all the receptionists from the lowest ranks to the B-class receptionists appeared in the central hub because the entire headquarters is a monolith, there was a main reception, and this was the place.

All the others were sub-spaces or rooms created inside the dungeon by the current master, Emily's mother.

'What!? Eh... Uh... It's all sticky.... damn... I almost... So stupid, Emily; what are you doing just because their muscles and body look alike... you actually... at work... Mother will beat me!'

She quickly hid her two jars in her item ring that shimmered a dark green before standing up and rushing towards the others to line up for the briefing.

"A poacher?"

"Why would there be a poacher in the noobie area?"

"Maybe their charge didn't tell them that bad things happen if you farm the dungeons for too long."

"Eh... but a newbie clearing that much so early on? Isn't it a mistake or an angry veteran?"

The various receptionists and staff spoke amongst each other as Emily stood tall; she must remain an exemplary figure avoiding her actions affecting her mother's stature because she loved her mother and admired her for many years.

Bang!

Suddenly the large stone doors were kicked open as a beautiful woman with long black hair, golden eyes and two curved horns on the side of her head charged in; her body was lightly clothed despite being a member of the task force, and her gigantic ass swaying with seductive and rippling movements as she looked around with an arrogant and stern face.

'Claudina's daughter... great, she's so annoying!' Emily thought to herself.

"I am Zestria Mestra Class B Enforcer! I hope you follow procedure and cooperate thoroughly to discover the current issue!"

Despite having a private room, Emily wasn't a higher rank than some other receptionists; this was merely her perk of being the president's daughter and taking on all the 'problem' women.

A female with long beast ears and a tail stepped forward, her face nervous as she slightly trembled as the six task members, all succubi, stood holding both cold weapons and hot weapons like plasma pistols.

"We have reason to believe a Poacher is in the sector near [Wailing Caverns]. It is a low levelled rookie, not an experienced adventurer!"

'Low levelled rookie... Please don't be Raven...' Emily worried.

A blonde succubus with blue eyes swayed closer to the female beast, whose body began to shudder from the sheer charm of these women that could affect males and females alike.

"The spawn?"

"Ah.... it's... Redskull... Type 2!" She stuttered as the succubus began to stroke her cheek, the sharp claws almost pricking her eyes.

"Ririm, stop teasing the poor girl," Zestria warned, her eyes narrowing as she began to open the bureau's system panel and performed a distant scan.

She stepped forward, the information slowly downloading to her personal data panel and adventurer card.

"Who is the adventurer? Any information?" Her husky voice sounded unaware that how she leaned against the marble desk caused many staff to experience a light sense of arousal and heat.

'She's just like her slutty mother... Unaware and wondering why strange men try to molest or violate her...' Emily pouted as she finally began to check the information on her desk, closing the Premium receipt and pages before adding them to her incognito bookmarks.

The next voice caused her to shudder, almost dropping her data terminal as her plants began to bloom dark red flowers, a sense of dread and panic filling her heart as she trembled on the spot.

"A rookie, race is half-orc, and his codename is Raven. Real name Alistair Granbell!"

"His time as an adventure?" Zestria asked.

"Less than three days...!" Ririm said as she looked stunned at the data but stayed quiet and quickly saved his profile to her bookmark.

Bang!

Zestria slammed her fist on the table, her massive breasts shaking violently as they almost slipped from her thin black bra with a fierce look on her face, gleaming golden eyes staring at the picture of Raven, her eyes also seeing what Ririm saw and adding him to her shortlist of contacts.

"Shit! Have the team ready to cleanse the dungeon and send a medical team... but it's useless. Who is his charge?" She yelled. She wanted him to be alive when they arrived, but hope was slim.

"Me!"

Emily stood up, no longer caring about the enforcer team or Claudina's daughter. She heard his name, the man she had been most concerned with for the past 300 years since she hit her first bloom and puberty.

All the other receptionists were shocked that the one who made a mistake was the president's daughter; they all wanted to scold her but didn't have the guts.

However, one woman did; she was a trusted friend and aide to her mother and the head receptionist. Her long brown hair and thick glasses sparkled as she stepped forward before Emily, her high heels clacking on the stone floor.

Smack!

Before Emily could even open her mouth, the sound of the woman's palm slapping Emily resounded through the room as they all began to gasp. The head receptionist was very strict but never physical and caused them all to become shocked.

"You know the dangers poaching causes, not only to the one who does it but to everyone who enters that dungeon until we clear it, right?"

"Y...yes... I do...!" Emily answered, her cheek red, while small flowers began to sprout above it, drooling a soft oil along her cheek, causing the red handprint to fade slowly.

"I have to inform your mother about this while you should go back and prepare for that adventurer's funeral. Next time, be more thorough."

"WAIT!" Emily shouted as she watched the head receptionist Gladys walk away. Her eyes were sharp, the green globes almost shining, as she stood up straight, her branches and vines all narrowing around her body.

"Please... Let me go to the scene! I have to see... I need to see him... His end...!"

Instantly, the tone and emotions caused Gladys to turn around, a look of understanding and sorrow on her face.

Of course, she would know the worries of both Emily and her mother, that Emily never intended to meet males or that normal human males despised their races because of their ability to sap life essence.

"Aunty Gladys... please... I beg you!"

Gladys looked into Emily's eyes, seeing the slight tears and determination, before she stopped, giving a slight nod to her and continued to walk away.

Her lips formed a bitter smile, whispering in a low voice. "Oh silly girl, she's fallen for an adventurer... such a foolish... but common mistake..." Gladys rubbed a faded, rusty ring on her left ring finger, a solemn look as she left the room ultimately.

"Yes! I can go... You won't be dead... he's not dead, I know it!' Emily convinced herself as she began to rub her chest, trying to calm her racing heart.

Zestria walked over, handing a basic harness to Emily, her face less tight than before as she smiled at Emily, someone who was very close to her mother.

"Alright, come with us. We won't baby you, so don't act like an idiot. Follow my orders and make sure to prepare yourself... He's... irreplaceable to you, right? Mother said you hated males, but for him, you are even leaving your tree to visit him."

Emily began to put on the harness before looking toward the exit as her genuine feelings left her lips. "I hope he will become where I root my tree eternally."

"...!?" Zestria watched with shocked eyes as Emily left the building with quick, darting steps.

"Even old forest witches can fall in love, huh... But, from his profile, it seems many would be willing to do that same, an orc male with SSS rank vitality and sperm health... SSS+ rank life essence... What an amazing level of masculinity..."

Zestria licked her lips with her long red tongue, her body moving with natural charm with each silent step as her wings and tail fluttered behind her.

"Even me..."