Chapter 037

Approaching Miu from behind, Leon would be lying if he said her words weren't an extreme temptation. Instead of groping her from behind or pressing his faux cock against her ass, however, he gently pat her head and said, "I appreciate the go-getter attitude, but even if it's true that a Maid should dedicate themselves to their Master, those suited to bear the title would never use it to have their way with those they are duty-bound to protect..."

"Lord Leon..." muttered Miu, her large blue eyes glistening. Leon smiled in turn, but before he could retract his hand and depart, wishing her well as he beat a hasty retreat, the beautiful blonde adjusted her position, leaning forward slightly and sticking out so that her butt touched where his crotch would have been.

"You're not taking advantage of me if I want to serve..." asserted Miu, her voice low, but the look in her eyes conveying severity and a trace of ardor.

By no fault of his own, Leon's body 'reacted' to the unexpected stimulus, resulting in a phenomenon similar to a bulge forming where Miu's ass and pussy were pressed against him.

'Maribelladonna or someone must be fucking with me...' thought Leon, his nonexistent throat tensing as Miu bit her lip and adopted what could best be described as a pleading look. It didn't help that Mordred had reiterated on multiple occasions that his 'relations' with women should be many and fleeting so they could never exert power and influence over him...

As he wasn't the type to back down when challenged, Leon placed his left hand on Miu's exceptionally full and toned ass cheek, causing her to close her eyes and shudder. The only thing she had on underneath was a black-lace thong, so after gingerly caressing her ass for several seconds, he slid his thumb beneath the fabric, tracing it along her surprisingly wet slit.

With Miu's only reaction being to bend further forward and arch her back, Leon hooked his thumb around her thong and slowly, deliberately pulled it aside, exposing her recently shaven pussy to the air. It was apparent their encounter wasn't accidental, but since it hadn't even been a full day since he fucked Mordred, Leon left Miu feeling dazed and confused as he bent down, gave her pussy a kiss, and stated, "If you're still willing, let's revisit this once I acquire a physical body..."

Punctuating his words with a light smack to Miu's butt, Leon rose to his feet and gently ruffled her hair before departing. Instead of descending the nearby stairs fully, however, he erased his presence, returned to the landing, and tentatively took a peek around the corner to make sure Miu hadn't become despondent or started crying. Fortunately, while she had sat with her back to the wall, she didn't appear saddened by his sudden departure. Instead, after a concerted effort to regulate her breathing, she gave both sides of her face a firm smack before bouncing to her feet with a look of spirited resolution on her face, leaving Leon feeling both relieved and more than a little confused...

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"Lord Leon, please do something...!" exclaimed a tall, somewhat plain, scar-faced man in his mid-thirties, his hair dark brown, fashioned into a braid, and his face having a small amount of stubble and a horizontal scar on his right cheek.

"Let me guess, you're troubled by the lack of brothels...?" asked Leon, referring to the man's, Stunk's, profession as a journalist/reviewer who, back in his world, traveled all over to experience and rate what it was like to have sex with various monster/succu-girls.

Falling to his knees, Stunk bowed his head, closed his eyes, brought his hands together, and rubbed them as if he were imploring a higher power.

"Please, please, please consider assembling one! I swear I'm not the only person affected by their absence...!"

"Even if I were to consider and accept your request, I can't imagine too many of the island's women jumping at the chance to become escorts or prostitutes," stated Leon. "Some might consider it if the revenue stream is sufficient, but that's a double-edged sword as it incentivizes selling your body over promoting personal growth...'

"Please...Lord Leon...I beg of you..." pleaded Stunk, now on his hands and knees as tears streamed down his face and nose, eventually falling to the floor and soaking into the carpet of Leon's study.

"Raise your head," said Leon, revealing, "It's not that I haven't considered constructing them; it's simply too early. I will discuss the matter with the leaders of our communities once our population exceeds 1,000. Until then, I suggest you focus on improving your strength and assembling funds by defeating monsters on the First Floor. Wasn't the goal you wrote down on your entrance interview to summon your friends...?"

Rising to his feet and sitting back down, Stunk answered, "That's right..." while wiping the tears and snot from his face using his sleeve.

"Then allow me to motivate you," said Leon, holding up the index middle finger of his right hand as he explained, "The summoning is random, so it won't just be your friends who appear. It's just as likely one of the succu-girls you 'reviewed' in your past life will appear. Convince enough of them to open and operate a brothel, and the Domain will provide the necessary funds and construction materials."

Holding up a second finger, Leon added, "As an extra incentive, I'll ensure that you and your friends receive SVIP status at each of the facilities you help to establish. Some restrictions would apply, obviously, but since you will have made their opening possible, I think it's fair that you be allowed to enjoy their services free or at a heavy discount..."

Though Leon still had more to say, Stunk rose to his feet, stepping on the table between them with his left foot and holding up his right hand in the form of a fist as he shouted, "I accept this most sacred of duties! Even if I have to spend twenty hours a day, seven days a week, toiling the Tower, I swear to all the Gods on high that I will collect the required funds...!"

"Then I believe this meeting is finished," said Leon, rising to his feet and extending his hand for a handshake. Stunk reciprocated the gesture with fervor. Then, seemingly eager to bin, he raced out of the study to gather a group of like-minded gentlemen, his new life's goal to assist with opening as many brothels as there were days in a year...

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"What did you say to Miu...?" asked Leon, relaxing with Mordred in the tub of her room. She enjoyed baths considerably, so while she primarily made use of the Roman-style bathhouse on the first floor, she had a heated tub in her room to enjoy bubble and fragrant, herb-infused baths.

"I've said many things to her..." replied Mordred, reclining against Leon's invisible body. "Be more specific..."

"She was outside my door this morning," explained Leon. "If I hadn't held myself back, she probably would have let me fuck her..."

"Mmm...that's good..." replied Mordred. "Because of your empathy, that girl has been receiving your favor since the day she was summoned. It's about time she started giving something back..."

"Is that what you told her...?" asked Leon, a disproving frown adorning his nonexistent face.

"Nah..." replied Mordred, raising her left foot from the tab and allowing the water to trickle down as she supposed, "She probably got the idea herself after I told everyone we had sex during yesterday's bath..."

Though he was tempted to ask why she had revealed such a thing, Leon could guess Mordred's answer based on their past exchanges. Thus, after a brief silence, he cupped her breasts and began playing with them at his leisure. She initially didn't say anything and just lay against him silently, but once her nipples had started to harden, she adopted a faint smile and asked, "Having fun...?"

Instead of answering in the affirmative, Leon deliberated for a moment before whispering, "Lean forward and stick your ass out..." In response, Mordred immediately did as she was ordered, leaning forward and raising her ass so he could direct his phantom cock to the entrance of her pussy before sitting back down, guided by his hands. Then, for the better part of twenty minutes, Leon caressed and gently kneaded her modest but well-shaped breasts and nipples, taking mental note of how her pussy reacted to each type of stimulation...

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Since the Second Floor was too dangerous, Leon was making progress on his comprehensive map of the First by allowing his Eevee to roam around areas that had yet to be mapped in detail. New dungeons and discoveries were being made each day, even in the regions that had previously been mapped, so Leon was constantly scanning the area as his Eevee roamed around and played with the various Poring subspecies that dominated the First Floor's ecosystem.

Telepathically exclaiming, 'There's a good smell coming from over there~!' translating to, "Good smell~!" from its actual mouth, the Eevee pranced in the direction of a large, moss-covered hill with sheer stone faces, similar to a cliff. As the Eevee got closer, Leon noticed two green outlines visible through the rock strata, causing his brows to rise as the outlines indicated friendlies, specifically entities with favorable impressions toward him.

'Who could possibly have a favorable impression of me in an unexplored region...?' wondered Leon, confirming the outlines didn't belong to anyone he knew by setting his Status menu to proximity mode, only displaying the Statuses of those within 100m of his position.

Seeing no profiles, Leon decided to wait and see as the Eevee followed the scent it had locked onto to the entrance of a small, obviously artificial cave as it resembled a corridor with smooth, parallel walls and a perfectly arched ceiling. Inside was a bright blue glow reminiscent of the radiance that was produced by the summoning chamber's crystal, so Leon wasn't too surprised when the Eevee fearlessly entered the tunnel, leading to a hemispherical chamber possessing a large floating crystal and two altars, atop which sat two statues, one representing a Devilring and the other an Angelring.

'Welcome,' said the two statues, their voices appearing within Leon's and the Eevee's minds via telepathy.

'You're not Leon! Get out of my head...!' exclaimed the Eevee, shaking its head like a dog out of water.

'It's going to be okay...' assured Leon, his voice low and soothing. Luckily, the statues seemed to comply with the Eevee's request as it didn't react when they explained, 'This is a special chamber only accessible to those who have never taken the life of one of our kin. Bring forth the necessary catalyst, and we shall aid you in calling forth an entity or object of your desires...'

'So, you're saying I can summon 'anything' so long as I provide the right grade of summoning stone...?' asked Leon.

'That is correct,' replied the two statues, causing a broad smile to develop across Leon's nonexistent face, provoking an actual smile on the Eevee's. There were countless people he wanted to summon, but as he had gotten used to thinking about the needs of his people, Leon decided to prioritize calling forth someone who could help resolve the situation on the Second Floor. Fortunately, he had nine green-grade crystals in his possession, so if he wanted to, he could theoretically summon a Lugia or even a Kyogre to calm the storm or help him navigate the seas. The issue with that was that he couldn't guarantee they would listen to him, so it was probably for the best that he stuck with humans or creatures he knew he could reason with...

'Maybe Bulma?' considered Leon. The blue-haired woman would probably be troublesome to deal with, but she was smart enough to create a radar to locate something as unique as the Dragon Balls. If she could develop a similar device or scanner to detect magical energy, it should make finding powerful monsters and Floor Guardians much easier. It would also make it easier to summon other characters from her verse, so while he had yet to decide, Leon considered her a leading candidate...

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