pertwk Chapter 823 High-Quality Sleep Chamber - Dungeon Maze
Chapter 823 High-Quality Sleep Chamber - Dungeon Maze
Chapter 823 High-Quality Sleep Chamber - Dungeon Maze
"Lady Riveria, please."
"Those who join the Crystal Palace will be happy," Broly pleaded, bowing deeply to Riveria.
"I really can't do anything with you, but after all, I promised you."
"Okay, let's do it together then. When? Tonight?"
Riveria sighed, but ultimately did not refuse the boy's request.
"The time hasn't been set yet. I'll talk to Miss Alicia tonight, and if things go smoothly, I'll let you know, Lady Riveria."
That evening, Broly again sought Alicia's help. Afterwards, in bed with this intelligent and charming elf, he gently caressed and teased her, and suddenly asked, "Miss Alicia, do you like Lady Riveria?"
Why are you asking this?
Upon hearing Riveria's name, Alicia, whose consciousness was somewhat lost in the pleasure brought by the Saiyan boy's palm, immediately perked up.
"I want to know."
Broly's fingers gently traced a path, causing the elf in his arms to tremble slightly, as if she had been electrocuted.
"Yes—I like it, so what?"
Alicia's breathing was a little erratic, and her face showed resistance, but her body honestly reacted with goosebumps. She bit her lip and asked back.
"Since Miss Alicia likes Lady Riveria, I wonder if you would like to take your relationship to the next level?"
"Are you going to do something bad to Lady Riveria?"
"No, no, no, how could I do anything bad to Lady Riveria? It's just that I've noticed you haven't been happy lately, so I wanted to cheer you up."
But I didn't know what to do. However, in the evening, I asked Lefia for advice, and she told me a solution. She said that if I could help you get closer to Lady Riveria, just like she and Miss Ais did, perhaps that would make you happy.
"That idiot Lefia, what nonsense is she spouting?!"
Broly sat up and took the elf lying on the bed into his arms, and made Alicia sit up as well.
"I don't think Lefia is talking nonsense. There's a saying, 'Play to her tastes.' If you really like Lady Riveria, I'll help you take things a step further with her. You'll definitely be happy."
Broly said seriously.
"I'm not happy at all. I only have respect for Lady Riveria. She's a lady who can only be admired from afar and not profaned."
"Is that so? Then why did your body react with excitement when I mentioned Lady Riveria?"
"Ah, isn't that because you, you bastard, were groping me all over—"
"I've touched you inappropriately before, but I've never seen you so excited as tonight."
Broly raised his hand and placed it in front of Alicia, showing the wise elf sister the evidence in his hand.
"Lefia used to feel the same way you felt about Lady Riveria as she did about Ais, but now, with my help, her relationship with Ais has taken a step further. I can feel that she's very happy every time she's in close contact with Ais. I don't want you to be unhappy, so I want to help you too—"
"Ugh, I don't need your help."
Alicia's voice was somewhat muffled, likely due to Broly's fingers swirling in her mouth, interfering with her speech.
"Think about it, you could have done the same things I did to Lady Riveria."
Please rest assured, although I will be with you, I will not do anything inappropriate to Lady Riveria unless you allow it.
"Miss Alicia, you should think carefully about whether you want to take your relationship with Lady Riveria to the next level."
Broly's commotion wasn't limited to his mouth; Alicia felt as if the boy were a real devil tempting her to fall.
Just two nights later, Broly made Alicia make a choice: "If you dare to do anything inappropriate to Lady Riveria, I will absolutely not let you off the hook."
"No, I'll do whatever you say, Miss Alicia."
Broly kept his word and invited Riveria to his room that very evening.
Then, he obediently stayed by Alicia's side and started playing support.
Even though it was somewhat uncomfortable to watch from the sidelines, he did not do anything inappropriate towards Riveria.
"Broly, aren't you coming along?"
Riveria's face was so swollen from all the messing around with Alicia that it looked like a ripe peach.
However, she was a little puzzled as to why the Saiyan boy was just standing on the side and not joining in.
"No, I'll just watch from the side."
Broly quickly waved his hand; his goal was to make Alicia happy, not to make her angry.
Riveria was somewhat confused. She had thought that she would be serving and helping Broly with Alicia tonight, but now it seemed that only Alicia was serving and helping her.
"Broly, you look like you're in a lot of pain, let me help you."
Perhaps feeling a little embarrassed to have him just watching from the sidelines, Alicia called him to the bedside.
Having already achieved her wish of getting closer to Lady Riveria, the elf is now generously helping Broly out.
In the end, instead of spitting out what was in her mouth like she did the first time, Alicia accepted the boy's gift without hesitation.
After that night, Alicia was no longer the odd one out among the Crystal Palace's outer-position wives who didn't generate happiness points, but became normal.
Broly and Alicia's private relationship has also improved. Previously, when Broly asked her for help, Alicia would only passively help, but now she has become proactive.
"Broly, do you need my help tonight?"
In fact, even if Broly doesn't go looking for her, Alicia will come looking for him instead.
"Alright, I'll leave tonight in Miss Alicia's care."
"Lady Velia there——"
"If it's just me alone, Miss Alicia won't help?"
"I didn't say that."
That's what he said, but Broly could see the disappointment on Alicia's face.
"Alright, Miss Alicia, I'm not teasing you anymore. I'll also ask Lady Riveria to join us."
"Then tonight, as long as Lady Riveria doesn't refuse you, I'll allow you to touch her."
As the three spent more nights together, Alicia became less protective of Riveria.
The overall situation is basically a copy of Lefia and Ais, except that with the experience of the previous ones, the transformation here is progressing a bit faster.
"Broly, why don't you come in—"
However, Alicia's change in attitude towards him also caused a problem: her braking system started to malfunction.
From rejecting him to accepting him, and continuing to develop in the direction of wanting him, one night, after resolving the issue in the middle of a place where Riveria and Alicia were intimately together, the infatuated Alicia actually made a gesture of inviting him into a trap, wanting to invite him to have a deeper conversation, and Broly realized this.
After falling in love, the happy consequences for Alicia came as this intelligent female elf gradually became like the other wives, looking at Broly with a somewhat resentful gaze after Broly refused her invitation for deeper conversation.
Afterwards, when Alicia was cleaning Broly, she expressed her dissatisfaction by increasing the suction power. Looking at Broly from below, her eyes seemed to be asking: I wanted to give you my purity, but you rejected me. What does that mean?
In response, Broly simply patted her head and said in a negotiating tone, "Miss Alicia, I hope you can stop looking at me like I'm trash?"
Are you angry about this? If so, I can apologize to you.
Alicia thought Broly was angry with her for her previous attitude towards him, so she took the initiative to try to please him.
"Heh, I'm not angry, I just hope there can be some distance between us."
Broly fled, while Alicia, left behind in the room looking at the closed door, had mixed feelings.
What kind of person is this? When I hated him, he was like a beast in heat, pestering me for help and acting like a pervert, wantonly playing with my body. But now that I'm starting to like him and I'm trying to get close to him, Broly avoids me like he's seen a ghost.
Alicia had only ever heard the saying that a woman's heart is like the bottom of the sea, but she never imagined that the Saiyan boy's thoughts were just as unfathomable.
She stomped her foot, causing her enormous pair of rabbits to tremble in the air. Alicia then pounced on the bed, burying her face in the blankets, and began to ponder how to please the boy.
Perhaps I can go there early tomorrow and give Broly a good morning bite.
The next day, Alicia got up early and changed into a set of decisive lingerie. Just as she left the room to carry out her pleasure mission, she saw Broly come out of the room.
"Good morning, Miss Alicia. Do you need to use the restroom?"
Broly looked at the blonde elf dressed in alluring lingerie and couldn't help but ask.
"Uh, um—" Alicia was too embarrassed to admit that she had gotten up early to bite someone, so she gave a vague reply and asked, "Mr. Broly, where are you planning to go so early?"
"I'm going to the dungeon for a while. It's been a long time since I've gone to the dungeon to grind monsters and train."
"Then I'll go with you—"
"No need, no need, I can go by myself."
Training by grinding monsters was just a side job for Broly; his real purpose was to hide in the dungeon for a while.
Physical development and excessive desires are the reasons for having too much energy.
However, there are other ways to release pent-up energy besides asking one's wife for help; fighting can also be a way to do so.
Broly was preparing to head to the 37th floor of the labyrinth, the Death Arena where he could endlessly grind monsters, to vent his excess energy.
Of course, with his ability value reaching 38s (in the last war game, more than 4 opponents of higher level than him contributed experience points to his level), the monsters in the 37th floor dungeon, the Death Arena, can no longer satisfy his fighting desire.
Perhaps, in the deeper, unknown levels of the dungeon, there lies the powerful adversary he seeks.
However, Broly did not intend to venture too deep into the maze, but rather planned to solve it from another angle.
. . . .
After leaving the Hearth House, Broly went straight to the Hephaestus Familia's residence. He sneaked into the chief god's room and gave each of them a good morning kiss, as they were both fast asleep in bed. After waking Tsubaki and Hephaestus, Broly asked for the things he had specially ordered from them.
"Here you are, Broly. This is what you asked for. This thing took us a lot of effort to make."
Chun took out some parts of the full-body armor from the Crystal Palace space. Each part didn't look very big, but the fact that they crushed the blue bricks on the ground as soon as they appeared showed that these things were definitely not light in weight.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Broly kissed the man and the god again, one kiss each.
"You didn't brush your teeth this morning, and you didn't shower last night. Aren't you disgusted?"
"It does have a bit of a taste, but I don't mind."
Broly answered by demonstrating this with a kiss on their necks.
"Alright, stop fooling around. Remember to help us test the weapon's performance, and see if you can dig out some solid steel from the walls on the 37th floor."
Broly put on the heavy armor he had custom-made for weight training, then shouldered the weapon that was packed in a large supporter's bag and was going to be used for combat testing, and waved goodbye to Hephaestus and Chun.
Wearing the heavy armor made his body feel somewhat clumsy, and this was the special exercise equipment Broly used to expend his excessive energy.
He walked all the way to the entrance of the Tower of Babel labyrinth, and adventurers all gave way when they saw the flame marks on his black armor.
Although Broly didn't show his face, everyone knew who was inside the black armor.
"Bang!"
In the thirty-seventh floor of the maze, a heavy, dark figure crashed through the ceiling and fell down.
Below, a poor skeletal sheep was crushed to death without even a chance to react.
The remaining shockwaves cracked the surrounding ground.
Broly, however, reached the thirty-seventh floor of the labyrinth by smashing through the underground city's ceiling in an extremely brutal manner.
But slower than him were two large snakes from the deepest part of the area.
"After that, you will transport supplies to me once a day. I will give you 30% of the profits from the sale of the spoils you transport up. Of course, if you find any steel, leave it for me."
Broly didn't bring his wife down; instead, he conscripted a group of motorcyclists in Rivera to serve as his temporary support force.
"No problem, Mr. Broly. You can train and grind monsters as you please. Leave all the logistics to me."
Modo naturally didn't refuse such a good deal. Everyone in Rivera knew that following Broly meant you'd get what you wanted.
The heavy armor made Broly's movements somewhat inconvenient, but the armor's defensive capabilities were top-notch. Broly was like a great demon king spawning in a horde of monsters, beginning his unparalleled monster-slaying training in the death arena.
The monsters in the Death Arena have had a rough time. In the past, monsters fought each other in a chaotic manner, but now they are united in attacking Broly, the great demon king, but they still can't defeat him.
"The efficiency of fighting monsters has decreased, but the physical training has increased, and it has also depleted the body's excess energy."
There is no day or night in the 37th floor of the dungeon. Broly can only know that he has spent a day through a timer. After fighting all day, he felt refreshed. After eating the supplies that Modo brought down today, he punched and smashed the pale walls that are common in the 37th floor of the labyrinth. He moved a huge rock over to block the gap he had punched and then lay down to sleep and rest.
The next day, Modo arrived with supplies and called out to Broly at the meeting place. He heard a cracking sound from the wall behind him. Just as he was on guard, wondering if some powerful monster was being bred by the dungeon, Broly, wearing heavy armor, emerged from the rock wall as if he were a monster born naturally from the dungeon.
"Ah, Mr. Broly, have you turned into a monster?"
The adventurer next to Modo asked with his mouth agape.
"How could that be? I was just sleeping in there. But you know what, this bed in the dungeon is actually quite comfortable for me."
Broly stretched, and the remaining rock fragments on his body slid off with a whoosh.
Although it's not a monster, its entrance is far too monster-like.
It's such a waste that it's not a monster!
Broly was unaware of the inner thoughts of Modo and the others. After having Modo and the others help him collect the monster materials he had gathered the day before and bring them back, he began a new day of monster-hunting training.
After the new day ended, Broly once again smashed the pale wall and lay down to sleep, but this time he didn't use the boulder as a lid.
He channeled his energy and connected with the faint but immense energy within the wall. The broken wall quickly grew back, enveloping his body.
The air he used for breathing gradually disappeared, but another kind of air rushed into his body from the surrounding rock walls that enveloped him, sustaining the energy consumption his body needed.
Broly accidentally connected to the underground city's energy while sleeping inside the city walls last night, and then discovered this amazing thing.
The living labyrinth of the dungeon seemed to regard him, lying within its walls, as its gestating monster child, providing him, this outsider, with its own energy.
The sensation of sleeping is somewhat like returning to the amniotic fluid in the mother's womb, but it could also feel like being immersed in a nutrient-rich sleep pod.
In short, the dungeon provided Broly with a good sleep experience.