[Silberit, Dawn of Day 1, OO; Dining Hall of the Gilbert Baronial Estate.]
"......."
Sitting alone in the dining hall with bread, soup, and a simple salad before him, Baron Gilbert had deep dark circles beneath his eyes as he clutched his fork.
Had anything happened recently to wear him out?
Well, one thing had.
He had been so on edge that he could no longer tell whether the food he was eating was breakfast or his fifth meal of the day.
"My lord."
With a clatter of armor, Knight Philip came to stand before the baron.
As though he had hurried over a great distance beneath the morning dew, beads of moisture glistened across the surface of his armor.
"What happened? What's the situation?"
"It's closed."
"...Closed?"
Baron Gilbert's eyes widened.
"Do you mean the dimensional gate leading from Jake's Dungeon to 'Dandelion' has closed?"
"Yes."
"...Then did 'she' return?"
The root cause—or perhaps not the root cause—of the sleepless nights Baron Gilbert had endured for several days.
"How did the high elf, Silberit, fare? Don't tell me she cut off Dandelion's head and came back, or that Sir Jake was alive and she escaped with him, or that she rescued Eris Albatea, who might have miraculously survived!! It isn't one of those, is it?!?!"
"P-Please, calm down."
Knight Philip was anxious that someone else might hear them.
"I believe you stated the opposite of what you meant."
"......Ahem. My apologies. I'm not in my right mind at the moment."
The baron gripped his fork backward and poked at the table.
He looked as though he were on the verge of going mad from insanity—or perhaps merely acting as if he were.
"Ah, Jake. He was alive. Alive. Thanks to Silberit, I was able to save a million gold. Huh-heh-heh."
Could he really have gone mad?
Now that they were in the same boat in pursuit of becoming nobles, Knight Philip had to look after the baron to some extent.
"None of those three."
"What?"
"The dimensional gate closed without her returning."
"Really?"
"Yes. I personally went through the entire dungeon once. There was no separate gate opening, either."
"......Good heavens."
The baron brought both hands to his mouth and trembled.
"There are only two possibilities. Silberit is still conquering the dungeon, or even that S-rank adventurer has been defeated."
"She is S-rank. If she had taken up a bow instead of a sword and become a master, she would be fighting the Demon King's army as a member of the Hero's party by now."
"Yes. She is that skilled. But can't her opponent be just as skilled? None of the B-ranks have returned, of course, and neither have any of the A-ranks."
"......Are you saying there is someone on the level of a legion commander?"
"Perhaps."
The baron fell into thought, repeatedly tapping the table with the tip of his fork.
"What if the demon Dandelion is a legion commander's lackey or representative?"
"......."
"......Sir Philip."
The baron raised his head with a solemn expression.
"Would taking the hand they are extending really be the wrong thing to do?"
"Do you mean that you don't know, or that you mean the opposite?"
"......Wait, wait. Let me organize my thoughts."
Without even bothering to pour the water in the bottle into a cup, the baron gulped it down straight from the bottle.
"Whoo."
A little life returned to the baron's eyes.
"First of all, over the past several days, we prepared 'sacrificial slaves,' but we weren't able to use them for a transaction."
"Officially, we are presenting it as though we are training them while using them as soldiers guarding the dungeon, but...."
"That is sufficient to save face publicly. Then they enter the dungeon to conquer it, get chopped up, and the aphrodisiac comes out of the dungeon. We came up with that plan and waited for time to pass, but...."
"The Orc Slayer. The transaction could not proceed properly because she appeared."
"Is that all? That woman entered the dungeon herself to confirm whether Eris Albatea—whose life or death was unknown—was still alive. And she went in 'alone.'"
Baron Gilbert raised both hands.
Even though he was still holding the fork.
"...All right. Sir Philip, we will prepare for both possibilities."
"By both possibilities, you mean...."
"If our S-rank adventurer returns alive, we will of course welcome her and hold a grand banquet. There will be no transaction, and if Jake is alive...."
Baron Gilbert gripped the fork like a dagger.
"But if. This is truly only an if."
"If the demon Dandelion wins."
Gulp.
The two men swallowed at the same time.
"...Then even if it means making a somewhat disadvantageous deal, we must enter into a transaction without fail. We will use it to buy time."
"What time do you mean?"
"Time for our great Heroes to arrive."
Baron Gilbert let out a deep sigh, stabbed into the salad with his fork, and chewed it noisily.
"It's not as though only those magnificent and admirable Heroes of ours can conquer the dungeon where an S-rank adventurer fell."
"...Don't we need to sell the aphrodisiac to make money?"
"That is true. But, Sir Philip, if you aim for something small, you may lose something much larger. The House of Gilbert is a part of the kingdom, and the kingdom is a member of the Human Alliance against the Great Demon King's army. If the dungeon is strong enough to kill the Orc Slayer, then even if there is a statue of the Goddess, we must immediately prepare for war."
Despite Knight Philip's somewhat anxious remark, Baron Gilbert spoke calmly.
"However, if the demon Dandelion truly intends to continue trading with us, by some miracle."
"......."
"We will sacrifice a few slaves to obtain the aphrodisiac—or rather, something else."
Baron Gilbert clenched his fork tightly.
"The peace of the barony."
"......."
"Good grief.... Of course, we should be rooting for the S-rank adventurer."
The baron let out a hollow laugh.
"But if we take on just a little more risk, I don't think I can resist the return."
"......."
"If the high elf is captured by the enemy. If she went in alone, encountered an opponent stronger than herself, and was subdued."
Scrape.
"If she is still fighting that powerful being, locked in a bloody battle even now, wouldn't she be?"
The fork slid into the lemon, sending juice splattering.
* * *
Pshooooo!!
'Whoa, look at all that fluid spraying.'
Morning of Day 1 of Silberit's training.
After washing up, calling Eris over to briefly check the information, and even updating my save through sex, I arrived at work. The moment I entered, I couldn't help but smile at the liquid spread all over the floor.
"An excellent training performance, my liege."
"All I did was draw it out."
Inside the training room, only the vampire princess was seated in a chair, training Silberit.
"Wh... Where did the container for the aphrodisiac fluid go?"
"I dispelled the magic and retrieved it. In its place, Chief Acknowledor Akamond said he would send something suitable."
"Something else suitable...?"
"Guess. What do you think it will be?"
The vampire princess crossed her legs and giggled.
"Who knows.... A grain chest?"
"...You mean a chest for storing grain?"
"Wouldn't it be fine to make her get down on all fours with only her face sticking out, then fill the inside with aphrodisiac instead of grain? The only thing that would change is the position, wouldn't it?"
"Hmm. You have a point. But it is not that sort of implement. Rather, it is a container suited for training... or other activities."
Unfortunately, it seemed I had not guessed correctly.
Whatever Chief Acknowledor Akamond was preparing, I would find out as soon as today's training was over.
"Trainer. What have you prepared for today to subdue that high elf with your cock?"
"Since it is the first day, I intend to try everything we can. I have already instructed my secretary to prepare what we need for that."
"And what are you carrying in your arms right now?"
The vampire princess pointed at my arms.
On my way to work, I had brought along a whole armful of things.
"The supplies in the training room have their limits, so I instructed them to prepare a few things I needed separately."
Lilith would be arriving soon as well.
She had said there would be no major issues preparing the items, so she would bring them along with lunch as soon as the morning training ended.
"Then it is about time we started training...."
In that case.
The top priority was to check Silberit's condition today.
"I was just about to ask you to let her out, so thank you for doing it first."
"Hm."
Since she had emerged from the container, Silberit was currently bound in midair in the shape of a cross.
The red magical restraints wrapped around her limbs from above and below looked rather similar to the light-pink pussy-colored chains Lilith used in the training room.
"Then I suppose it is time to use the items I prepared...."
I was about to begin training her when—
"My liege?"
"Yes, my trainer. What else are you curious about?"
"......Are you going to stay here the whole time?"
At my question, the vampire princess raised both hands as though I had asked something obvious.
"What will you do if that crazy elf overcomes the aphrodisiac and tries to escape her restraints?"
"That is true, but...."
"Either Akamond or I must guard this place."
That was certainly true.
"But Akamond is busy carrying out my instructions right now. Are you uncomfortable with me being here?"
"Not at all."
Well, to be honest, I was a little.
No matter how well one performed, having the boss watching from behind made things somewhat awkward.
"Do not worry, trainer. I will... close my eyes for a little while."
"What?"
"It is morning, after all. This is the time for vampires to sleep."
The vampire princess sat upright in her chair, placed both hands on her thighs, and closed her eyes.
"I will sleep, so you train Silberit until you turn her into a slave to your cock."
"That's...."
"I have arranged Silberit's body so that you may move it however you wish, so feel free to touch her as you please."
"......."
When I reached forward, took hold of Silberit's arm, and moved it up and down, her body followed my movements without offering any resistance.
She was like a doll.
No wonder I had thought her appearance resembled that of a ball-jointed doll with both arms spread out to the sides.
"Hmm...."
Was she really asleep?
If she was—
'You could at least lie down on a bed to sleep.'
Perhaps sitting in a chair to sleep was no great inconvenience for a vampire, but—
Whatever.
All I needed to do was finish what I had come to do.
"Then... let's see."
After casually flexing my hands, I spread both arms toward Silberit and approached her with a smile.
"Lady Silberit. Maiden of the forest. Ah, are you no longer a maiden now?"
"......."
Silberit glared at me with bloodshot eyes.
Her gaze was filled with hatred, rage, and murderous intent.
"Whoa, don't look at me like that. Are you trying to kill me with your eyes alone? You'll kill the cock that's trying to stand, too."
Clack.
I deliberately made a sound as I shook the object in my hand.
"From this moment on, I will train you until you become a female who has surrendered to pleasure."
There were no electric vibrators, plastic dildos, or massage devices for massaging in this place, but—
"However, since you are both an adventurer and a swordswoman, I will give you a chance."
Even if they were not manufactured from plastic or some other mass-produced material, I had been able to secure enough items for the purpose I needed.
"I hear you are quite skilled with a sword."
The Orc Slayer, Silberit.
"I brought a sword for you to use. It is a wooden sword, though."
A sword master.
"Here."
I held out the grip of the wooden sword, displaying it to Silberit.
"If you are a sword master—"
A condom made from slime hide had been placed over the grip.
"Surely you can swing a sword with your pussy as much as you like, can't you?"
An even stronger murderous intent appeared in Silberit's eyes, but—
"What are you waiting for?"
I gripped the blade of the wooden sword.
"Take hold of the sword."
And thrust the grip of the wooden sword into Silberit's pussy.
"What the—"
Thud.
The wooden sword fell.
"Is your pussy weak?"
The moment the tip of the sword touched the floor, I swiftly retrieved it.
"They call you an S-rank adventurer, yet you can't even grip a sword by squeezing your pussy?"
"Mmph...."
"One hour."
I raised one finger.
"If you can hold the sword with your pussy for one hour, I will let you speak. So, how about it? Shall we make a bet?"
"......."
The moment I saw the look in Silberit's eyes, I pushed the wooden sword back into her pussy.
Squeeze.
This time, the wooden sword did not fall.
Morning of Day 1 of Silberit's training.
Training commenced to strengthen her vaginal muscles through the Pussy Sword Technique.