I glanced up to look at Orion who peered down his nose at the small black whale. “A level ten,” he declared.
I smirked. Well, this fit within my parameters of not risking myself. “Kor I would be remiss to not give it a try. Go forth and wreck the dungeon. If you can’t get a surrender, maybe I can.”
“So the belly?” Kor asked.
I chuckled and said, “By all means, fill your belly.”
There was an ear ringing snap when the two heads finished the prey in his mouths. The waters ran red before Kor dove back down into the depths. Me, I went into the small interior of the blimp. While I saw a perfect sized box to steal for a seat, Orion grew confused.
“You’re just going to let him solo a dungeon?” Orion opined with folded arms.
The others leaned in, hanging off my coming words. Apparently I was missing something.
“Why the hell not?” I asked and instead of a hostile reaction he ran a hand through his hair with a curious brow raise.
I hoisted a double set of boxes, dragging them to the ramp that Axle properly anchored to the interior wall. I gave him a thank you nod for securing the ramp for me.
“Well, to start, it’s cheating,” Orion grumbled, his tone was hesitant though. As if he didn’t quite believe the nonsense he was muttering.
“Okay, I’ll bite. Elaborate,” I said trying to get comfortable. While the boxes were nice my butt was pretty boney.
Orion grabbed his own double set of boxes to sit across from me. When he situated himself he said, “So… we’ve never had pets farm for us. What if the mob drops a shiny chest or a rare orb? While we're up top waiting for our jungle cat to come back it’s licking its fur. Or whatever.”
I tilted my head sideways while furling my brows. My tucked chin and scoff spoke volumes without a word. It was his turn to become perplexed by my reaction.
“Kor is intelligent. Hell, I saw Gemini had a dragon with no front legs talk with -”
“A wyvern?”
“No a dragon with no front legs,” I repeated myself and he rubbed his forehead in agitation.
“Uh… boss,” Axle said with a raised hand. I nodded for him to speak. “A dragon with no front legs is a wyvern.”
“Damn straight,” Jason drawled.
“Then what are the half dragon half bat things with back legs like a dinosaur?” I asked with what was likely a stupid look on my face.
“If it has a tooth filled head, no front legs, and wings, then it is a wyvern. If it has front legs it is a dragon. There are hundreds of variations of each, the one you described sounds like a desert wyvern,” Orion said with mostly nods from around the group.
“Ha! As if all you knuckleheads knew that,” I said and only two shrugged to admit they learned with me. “Back to my point. Pets in the gaming verse are smart.” Orion winced, he clearly disagreed. “Not you too, it's clearly a gaming universe. Don’t side track me. Trust me I will get going. Back to Kor.
“Kor is smart, effective, and lethal. He eats a lot of mana. Shit, I’m already down to a little under half and he has been at it for what? Five minutes. So it's not like he is some super easy win button. His abilities have a high cost.”
Orion folded his hands together, his thumbs bouncing off each other in thought. “You sure are different. No wonder the big guys fear you. You’re breaking rules you know?” Orion asked, he flared his forty thousand levels at me and I smiled. “This… takes a lot of patience, and excessive amounts of work. I’ve been at this for so long it's hard to remember when I was a young nobleman.
“I’ve traveled throughout the master universe.” His eyes and tones emphasized the term. “I’ve fought on thousands and thousands of planets. Each engagement was just as cautious and planned out as the first. And never, in all those years, did we succumb to sitting above a dungeon and letting pets beat the -”
There was a splash of Kor surfacing. A head was missing and the nub was bleeding freely. Healing lashed out from our group and onto the wounded hydra. I had to give it to the healers on the ship, they didn’t even hesitate for a fraction of second.
“You want the good news or the bad news?” Kor said with a disgruntled tone of frustration.
“Uh… well, I sure hope it’s not too bad because this guy was saying we are breaking some law by you doing the dungeon on your own,” I said from over my shoulder while thumbing Orion. “Apparently, you’re a cut above most orbs.”
“Now wait a minute, it's not exactly illegal. The Inquisitor SOP would never send in a sacrificial pet unless a scout calls for one. And even -”
“Who you calling sacrificial?” Kor asked, his nub regrowing his head slowly. “The boss was a real asshole for a low level. Which is ironic that you’re saying I’m sacrificial. I’m what six hundred in levels now? Upgraded twice. This is a trash dungeon. Pfft, as if it was ever a challenge.”
“About right,” I replied with a shrug. “Look Orion here has a different style, and we should respect his experience. I know I do.” My honesty was met with a gentlemanly nod. “We’re different, nothing to apologize or fret about. Out with the news.”
“Oh… he shoots a swarm of tiny mouthed leeches. They totally ate my face off and it was the worst feeling ever. The good news is the merman surrendered. Here ya go,” Kor vomited a green orb across the back of the ramp that rolled my direction. I stuck a foot on the orb to keep it from rolling further. “Please let me heal before you toss me back in.”
“Anything else drop?” Orion asked as if to prove a point.
“Sure but I’d rather not hurl the thirty or so orbs until it is safe to do so. Nothing special. There is another dungeon about ten miles north. Sorry this one had no hydras,” Kor said with a grumble.
He was trying to smooth me over with his kindness. I knew the big guy pretty well. He wasn’t sorry. Kor had wanted to have some fun and I’d gotten a hell of a gift for letting him… well, be himself. Another dungeon would mean he would need to heal, then I would need a few hours to regen mana.
“Sorry big guy, probably not in the cards. This orb though…” I let out a long whistle. His head popped back on top of his neck. “This will mean we get home that much quicker. How about you orbit my core? I regen some mana, and we take the Gorilla to buy a few thousand hydras. Are the three headed varieties okay?”
“Are they okay!” Kor said with a belly aching laugh from all five of his heads. “They have the best vaginas!”
The group of guards, which was almost all male, smirked and chuckled at this. Even the ladies were giving a light laughter.
“Alright, well my friend. I can easily say this has earned you some extra hydras to bring home with us. In ya go,” I said returning him to my core. Watching the massive sea creature shrink until he slithered into my chest was unique. Probably the only part of this place I would miss.
“Is that an army orb under your foot?” Orion gulped, his eyes laser focused on the orb.
I bent over and retrieved the round object under my foot. Sure enough it was an army orb with a merman holding a trident. The long tail of the warrior was pushing water as if he were charging at an opponent. Behind him were only a few hundred warriors poised for action.
“I’m low on mana, how about you spawn it,” I told Orion whose eyes flared whites when I tossed him the orb.
“You’re kidding, this is worth more than Thur,” Orion said with a grunt. He was clearly in shock by my flippant gesture. I was really starting to dislike how a planet with good people on it held a price tag. The others eyed the fact he held the orb with trepidation. I, however, was at ease. There was nowhere for the elf to go with the orb. I could kill him about a dozen ways before he would get more than a few feet. I shrugged with a sigh, leaving my seat to pick up the boxes. “Um… okay. I hope I have enough mana.”
“A green and a small dungeon. Probably no worse than flying the Gorilla,” I said, knowing he was a pilot most of the time.
He frown
ed but there was the dancing baby blue light of magic leaping into creation. The hesitant pull on space and time faded resulting in the echoing splash of a hundred mermen hitting the water reached our ears. I glanced over my shoulder to see the merman in the orb swim up to the deck.
“We detect no foes. Where do you need your army, Master?” the captain of the mermen asked.
“The foe has been vanquished. Return to my core,” Orion said in a mix of wonderment, and sadness. The army poofed out of existence. There was a long sigh from Orion before he handed me the orb with a heavy hand. “Thank you, your grace. This is… something I will always cherish. I knew I made the right decision to support you. This will go to Machew, correct?”
I nodded and said, “The creator wants him to have it, at least I think he does. But there are factors at play that are above me. I do know I respect Machew and would think he would manage this orb wisely. While a minimal army spawns, it is still a big deal to suddenly face those mermen. Trust me, I saw the damage Beargor can sow; those orbs are deadly.”
“I agree, I’m hoping more will join our cause when they see the righteousness of our actions,” Orion said with certainty. His belief in his words were inspiring to the point I was confused.
Axle raised the ramp. “Take us home,” I bellowed and a dual set of ringing bells told the captain he was good to go. “So… Orion, if anything I thought this power would make you want to stay here more, not flee from it. Power normally corrupts.”
“And that is why we should follow you. You can create armies. You can level the established guilds until you are the last standing. You would be able to put this entire master universe under your heel and grind it to dust. Instead you leave it chaotic, but whole. You’re a man that an elv, and even a dvaren can respect and follow. So… yes, Emperor Gryff. I made the right decision, as are you by leaving,” Orion said proudly.
I sat to lean against the wall. I gave the entire group a long hard look before I said, “There will be more fighting at home. Hopefully, not right away, and we can have some peace. But where I’m leading you… it’s not all rainbows and lollipops. Well, maybe lollipops, if you get the right girl. Right Axle!?”
There was jovial laughing until the young dvaren became confused. “What’s a lollipop?”
There was a silence in the shuttle when most of the men looked to the three female elvath who all shook their heads no. We deflated, he wouldn’t learn in a back closet on this trip. Not from these ladies… while sad, I saved the day.
“There are ten women to one male dvaren on Vin. It is a blowjob, and with luck, one day you will get one,” I said and the ladies rolled their eyes and the males chuckled.
The captain shouted from the bridge with the door open and said, “Landing aboard the Gorilla, brace for a gentle touchdown.”
“I guess it’s time we pay back Kor for his mighty win today. It was a pleasure serving with you all,” I admitted.
“What’s next? After the shopping boss, I suddenly find myself anxious to get to Vin,” Axle asked.
“The obvious, we go slay some ogres!” I said to a resounding cheer.
CHAPTER 17
I gazed down at the two busty women kneeling before me. The duo was sharing my cock in a tandem blowjob… and damn, this was simply the best. Mysti winked, rising from her position to get onto the bed. She bent over spreading her firm pink opening to tease and tempt me with exploratory fingers.
Zoey chuckled with my engorged cock deep in her mouth caused her to choke slightly. I pulled her silly dual braids until she was wide eyed from gagging. She removed my shaft and then the tip with a pop sound. A stern loving eye winked my direction.
“Come Gryff, lay down,” Zoey said and I bounded around her to hop onto the bed. The dynamic duo were certainly in the mood and I was loving this.
I watched them kiss tenderly while swinging my cock back and forth. Their side eyes brought growing smiles to their entwined lips. Watching the two of them kiss was magical. They’d loved each other for a long time, and when they broke their embrace to seduce me, well, it was a heavenly sight.
Mysti’s milk filled boobs brought the word supple titties to a whole new level. They were huge, to the point a single fist just wasn’t enough to clasp one. The woman loved to have me or the girls go rough on her breasts. Now… I’d drank mother's milk before, it wasn’t a diet of mine or anything, but to Mysti it was desired. If I sucked on one of her huge swollen tits, well, she would juice down my balls from loving it so much.
My cock was straddled and Mysti plunged me in deep. Her vagina clutched my shaft while she smoothly rotated her hips. Zoey waited on her knees nearby. I was wondering what she was going to do when she reverse sat on my face. Her tiny slit and firm ass were there for my enjoyment.
Considering I was very interested in what she was offering, I licked her little pearl with abandon. Mysti rode my cock with an increasing tempo. The squeeze on my shaft was delightful and our threesome worked into something we could all climax from. I knew just the right spots, and ways to pleasure Zoey’s clit. Zoey sucked on Mysti’s tits, and my dick was pumped with a tight squeeze.
Over the next ten minutes we spoiled each other. Being attentive to the other’s needs. When I erupted, it was with a shuddering pleasure and a loud moan of awesomeness. We did the triple crescendo with loud lustful moans of release. We were a panting mess after our epic climax. While, yes, the sex could have lasted longer, I was going to be late for my briefing if I didn’t hurry up.
I ran to the shower that finally had been plumbed to a reservoir separate from the main ship lines. A quick clean off and I was in leathers then a hastily tied robe over it. A staff was in my hand, a belt held my sword, and daggers were on my thighs.
Ready for an assassin, I left our dwelling area with some lusty goodbye kisses that threatened to pull me right back into bed. How audacious. I did finally muster up the ability to depart and headed to find Nicole and Gemini with the others.
The war room where the council was assembling in was not far. Only a few checkpoints outside my secured residential area. While I stomped down the echoing halls I reflected on the latest developments.
Three days had passed since I’d been killed, and a day since we left the water planet. Vetting all these new folks seeking to come home with us was a monstrous task. Something we wanted complete before we dove further into war.
The results were not good. We found a hundred and seventy two spies. Yup, that flipping many. So I was given the option to be the nice guy here. The problem was the Banana Beary Bunch of Bouncy Badasses were a tiny guild, hired by a tiny guild inside the Justicar Alliance, and had no actual beef with me or mine.
They were merely doing a hit job and were even told to wait to strike until we were off Thur. Based on our analysis they were set in motion a while ago with a suddenly increased timeline.
So… they were obviously a decoy. That left forty something spies that tried to blend in and get beyond our checks. The thing is, they knew they were going to face a truth orb. Maybe they knew something that Gemini and the other experts didn’t, because to the last of them, they tried to trick, deceive, and give half answers. They expected to leave the lower holds and get into the general population without much more of a plan than faking the funk.
Honestly, they were idiots, the five Bs and the lot of the others. I still had a feeling we had bad guys in our midst, but the rest were something I could exploit. So I robbed them and stuck them naked on our next planet.
Which, surprise. Was not the damn ogres that I wanted. Who would have guessed that I wanted one thing, and my advisors called for something different? Well, I should have. Pangea, was the name of the planet we were currently high above.
While the other leaders I trusted had been harassing and interrogating the thirty thousand plus refugees. I’d let Kor clear another dungeon, no army orb this time, and after we went shopping.
So… a single platinum bought me nor
th of ten thousand green and blue hydras. To be fair, they were like the cats on Thur. A hydra orb was beyond common and most would go into a recycler on a bigger planet. Well, I was sure there was going to be some restocking issues after I filled an entire closet with boxes of Kor’s future subjects. There was no doubt about it, his legendary frame would make him the biggest among them.
So, it was an eventful, and yet quiet three days. Now, I was standing before a meeting room ready to learn about the Wyverns of the Wilds. Which I was excited to do. Mainly because this army, if secured, would be something for the ages. At least, that was the teaser I got from Gemini to convince me to go to the briefing.
I opened the door, stepped in, and chairs slid back for the attendees to stand. “Emperor Gryff,” Axle announced my arrival and I winced.
“For Prox,” the assembled group bellowed. When the echo of their call dimmed I waved them to sit down.
“Please, take a seat. I’m going to be a fly on the wall,” I said, heading for a back corner Nicole occupied. She gave up the spot so I could firmly back myself into the corner. When I was situated she put her smaller frame in front of mine. I wrapped her in my arms and stuck my chin into her hair. “Love ya.”
She did a booty pop into my crotch to reply. It was the perfect answer, and earned a big smirk from me. Gemini cleared her throat from the head of the table that sat a dozen generals and high ranking members.
When the entire room hushed the side chatter, she said, “Welcome to Pangea. We’re here for the wyverns. Well, this dungeon is rough if under equipped. One of the upper echelon dungeons that is rarely done by small guilds.”
I knew this much going in. When we had gone over which dungeon to attempt first, Wealo was picked because of its simplicity. This was supposed to be the last because of the complexity. However, with the latest developments, Gemini pushed for this.
“The Wyverns of the Wilds is a unique dungeon. There are only a few like it in the entire universe. You have to fight this dungeon by air. You can do it from the ground, but another team will soar over you and race through the dungeon while you’re climbing cliffs and negotiating rough terrain. There are a few valleys, dams, lakes, and other obstacles that run through a set of mountain peaks.
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