The past few days were a repetition of eating Lime, sleeping with Eila, and cumming in Lune.
In terms of combat power, grinding through the sub-dungeon raised my subordinates' levels, and the resources available in the dungeon increased considerably.
Plus we stockpiled a lot of eggs. Some of the Harpies went through synthesis so their numbers decreased, but the remaining girls worked hard laying eggs, and aside from high-grade eggs, they became daily bread for the humans.
Such peaceful days should have continued, but the incident happened three days ago.
"Master, please do me hard where others can't see."
"Why?"
"Why? If Eila sees me getting it rough, she'll ask for it rough too."
"That's true."
At Lune's suggestion, I took her to an appropriate secluded spot in the dungeon.
