Reject Humanity, Return to Monke

Chapter 112 - Monke And Battle Royales (23)

"So, you're telling me that Jionni here," she pointed her hand towards me as she glared at me like a naughty boy who was caught red-handed with his hand stuck in the cookie jar, "Didn't regulate his own strength and trampled on an ogre Dungeon Master?"

"That is indeed, what happened." Typhial supplied Oshurkova's answer with a nod, the both of them now staring at me like a dunce.

"Hey, for the record, the ogre wouldn't stay down, no matter how hard I hit him. So, I added a little bit of power to knock him out." I pinched the air, showing a gap between the fingers as the both of them continued staring at me.

"… Haah… He wouldn't stay down or not; you should learn how to regulate your strength more. Imagine what would happen if that Dungeon Master was a subordinate to a dragon Dungeon Master who was protective of his/her subordinates?" Imagining that scenario caused me to pale and choke on my own spit.

'That's… I wouldn't want that to happen…' My overactive mind gave me a bunch of future scenarios where I was either roasted by their fire breath, stomped like an insect, or possibly tortured until I died.

Typhial beside me was also pale, since she was part of the group that killed the ogre Dungeon Master.

Seeing the both of us pale, Oshurkova released another deep sigh, before vanishing our worries with a couple of words.

"Fortunately, though, the ogre," the three of us looked at the limp body of the ogre lying on the ground, a puddle of blood being soaked by the ground as it stained the cloth red, "As far as I can tell, isn't affiliated with any kind of high-tiered Dungeon Masters."

Both me and Typhial heaved a sigh of relief as I placed the ogre back in my inventory to keep it from decaying. Who knows, we might need it as a bargaining chip, as well as an apology gift to the ones close to the ogre.

"However, ready yourselves for any kind of attack during a run. Dungeon Masters here, specifically, those who are part of a group have some kind of surveillance system set up in case something happens to those who are outside of their camp." She stood up from her chair as she walked back to the depressingly large stack of papers, which I noticed was larger than before, causing Oshurkova to deflate. "Motherfucking… Who the hell keeps sending me these…?"

Oshurkova depressingly sat back on the large chair that would serve as her partner of comfort in these trying times to do this paperwork. I sent her a nod full of empathy, her face forming a scowl as she looked at me in jealousy that I didn't have to do her paperwork.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a date with papers." She said this with a very depressed tone, causing me to wince in empathy. Typhial, however, looked like she wanted to go and help the depressed vampire with signing the paperwork, which I'm sure Oshurkova wouldn't accept because I think that that paperwork is tied to her Dungeon's security.

Walking out of the tent, my vision was practically taken up by Reia, who motherfucking jumped on my face with her modest boobs pressing against it.

"Lord Jionni-ta! Help me-ta!" I practically tore her off my face, my little johnny stiffening and protesting at the heavenly feeling that was abruptly cut off with my hands. "Keia-ta is bullying me-ta!"

"Do not bring in an outsider to our private affairs-la." The emo maid, whose name I now know as Keia, moved for the first time as she stood in front of me, her piercing glare focused on her maid counterpart as she dangly hung from my hand gripping the collar of her maid clothes, which I was surprised there was one, considering the amount of clothes their outfit had. "Us sisters have to settle our disputes ourselves-la. So, no asking for help from other people-la."

Damn… For a second there, I thought she was an emo maid. Now, she's like a strict head maid in charge of all the others.

"Although, a little whipping is in order for my dear little sister-la." And holy fuck, she is a dominatrix, or dom for short. I did not need to know that, I already have one weird pair of twins in my Dungeon who fuck like rabbits when there isn't a job to do. I don't need another one who has S&M fetishes.

I promptly dropped the skimpy maid, who was shaking her head and mouthing 'Do not!' to me as she dropped to the ground. A moment later, she was in the clutches of her elder twin sister, and Reia bawled like a child, but Keia was unmoved by the display.

"Come on, little sister-la." The emo maid grinned maliciously as she dragged Reia kicking and screaming to their designated tent. "It'll be like old times-la. Plus, our shifts are over, time to have some fun-la."

"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Reia screamed in despair, her verbal tic now obviously gone due to the torture (probably pleasure) that she was about to endure in the next few hours.

I looked at Typhial for an explanation, and she shook her head and sighed at the absurdity of it all.

"Get used to it. Us Dungeon Masters have weird tastes." Typhial shook her head, before a smile crept up her lips. "That reminds me though, be careful with Arekhus. He may not look like it, but he is gay, and he isn't afraid to advance on a person or monster he is interested in."

I paled and stiffened up, while Typhial laughed as she walked all the way into a corner. Once she was there, she looked at me and smirked maliciously.

"You better hope not, though. I heard that Arekhus wrecks the backside of those he fancies." I stiffened and paled even more as she laughed her way out of my sight.

I was frozen stuck, before a tap on my shoulder slapped me out of my funk. Looking at the perpetrator, I paled even more and looked at the minotaur who was looking worryingly at me.

"Mate, ya okay?" I nervously chuckled and slowly inched further away from him.

"Yes, I'm fine." I sweat-dropped and inched ever so further away from the gay minotaur. 'I'm not averse to LGBT. The problem is, if a male wants me, then he better hope that I don't got a shotgun ready to blast his face in.'

"I'm off to my other job." I said in a hurry, in which Arekhus laughed out loud.

"Oh, then you'ah with me, mate." Arekhus' words made a pit form in my stomach as I stared at the hulking giant.

'… FFFFUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!!!'

My thoughts went unheard as I stood side-by-side with the minotaur, guarding the tent of our vampire leader.