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  His shower done, Noah groomed himself, then teleported to Rias.

  He found himself in the library, where Rias was reading a shoujo manga.

  "Great, I was waiting." grinned Rias as she put the manga back on the shelf.

  "Yeah, sorry about making you wait." said Noah with an apologetic smile.

  Rias grinned as she took his hand and teleported them to her room.

  "It's fine. It's for my mom's sake, after all. And trying to imagine what you were doing with her while I waited got me… horny as hell. I was sorely tempted to ask the first girl I could find for some fun time."

  "I appreciate that. I will make sure you do not regret the wait." grinned Noah.

  "So, what did you do with my mother? And how will you train her?"

  "A bit of rolepy. The vanquished Queen at the mercy of the barbarian king… No tex or leather for now, but a golden colr and shackles."

  "Kinky." smiled Rias.

  "And the colr and shackles are there to stay. The colr can pass as a choker, while I made the shackles invisible. And I may or may not have added a chastity belt to accessorize, and make sure she will be suitably horny when Grayfia comes to fetch her tomorrow."

  "Wow... That's bold, to have her wear a colr in public."

  "Accessories aside, I alternated sex with spankings and a few floggings. I intend to train her into a moderate masochist."

  "I see. Don't overdo it." nodded Rias.

  Rias smiled as he snaked an arm around her waist and brought her close.

  "I won't. You know me, I'll make sure she is plenty satisfied with her future life. But enough about her. Are you ready to be retrained, my Rias?"

  "Yes." breathed Rias. "But before that, I want to show you something."

  From her spatial ring, she took a box made of bck cardboard and tied with a pink ribbon. It was about the size of a shoebox.

  "What is this?" asked Noah with a smile.

  "Something I'm not sure you knew even existed."

  Noah took the box and slowly opened the bow.

  "It's surprisingly heavy. No boots or clothes, then."

  "You'll see." winked Rias.

  Noah opened the box and pushed away the protective wrapping, and his eyebrows rose. Inside was a bck garment that looked like tex, but…

  His eyebrows rose further as he took the item out of the box. It was a bodysuit, a neck-entry model as it didn't have any zipper. But where normal tex clothes were extremely thin, often less than a millimeter, this one was really thick at about half a centimeter.

  "So thick. that expins the weight."

  "Right? This suit is close to four kilograms." smiled Rias.

  "It's not tex, either. It's even softer, and it doesn't seem to stretch as easily." nodded Noah as he examined the suit closely.

  "It's silicone." grinned Rias.

  "Oh? The same material they use as flexible cake molds?"

  "Not exactly the same polymer, but close. I tried this suit just once. It's hard to put it on and off by yourself, but once shined, it looks just as great as tex, and the feeling of tightness is amazing!"

  Rias grinned as she started removing her clothes.

  "Thankfully, it just so happens that I have someone with me right now, who I am sure will be happy to assist."

  "You can count on that, yes." smiled Noah, and he suddenly snorted. "…You know, normally, kids are happy when they unwrap their gifts. But I am about to have a lot of fun doing the reverse!"

  …

  "You were right. It isn't an easy one to put on if you are by yourself. But you look so great in it." smiled Noah.

  Rias, dressed in that thick silicone bodysuit, and a golden colr looking a lot like the one adorning her mother's throat, crooned in agreement. She couldn't reply properly, as her mouth was currently filled with Noah's cock.

  Her arms were bound behind her back with golden shackles.

  With the suit on, she could only serve him orally, unless he decided to damage it. But he was already getting a few ideas on what to do with skill-generated silicone bodysuits. Things he just couldn't do with normal tex suits, as there wasn't enough material to go around. But with those and the golem creation skill… Nothing in the skill description stated that golems had to be made of rigid materials.

  "Rias, what do you think of a golem made from a silicone suit. It would have all the functions from the neck-entry tex suits I can already make, cleaning and repairing, already pre-lubricated and not needing to be shined. They would be able to stimute the wearer, too. It would open holes to access the wearer's pussy or ass on command. In addition, it would be able to compress the wearer's waist like a corset."

  Rias moaned lustfully, but kept sucking on his cock.

  "It would be somewhat intelligent, able to learn rules, and pleasure or punish the wearer for following or breaking them. Maybe even able to move by itself, to help with being put on. It would be able to use some of its mass to create short tentacles in its inner surface, to bring the wearer more pleasure than some slight rubbing or vibrating could achieve. Maybe, it would even be able to bring the wearer close to the edge, and keep her there, for as long as the Master chooses."

  Rias moaned and pulled back, trying to picture what wearing this would feel like.

  "So cruel… and it makes me so wet."

  Rias resumed her worship of her Master's cock, licking along the shaft a few times with a lewd expression before engulfing him again.

  "The edging function would need to be used in moderation, so the wearer wouldn't be driven mad, but I want to try creating a sve suit like that." smiled Noah.

  Rias didn't answer and focused on giving her Master the most pleasure she could, and when Noah lightly grabbed her head and came, she swallowed greedily and licked him clean.

  "That suit, try it on me." said Rias when she was done, her masochistic side in full swing. "But I warn you, I will become clingy if I am horny. You better be ready to make time for me."

  "Such a cheeky sve, thinking she can demand her Master's time. Retraining definitely is in order." smiled Noah. "Still, I will have to stick around and keep a close eye on her progress, since she will be testing a new piece of equipment."

  Rias nodded with a grin, and Noah put her suit into his inventory, instantly making her naked save for the colr and shackles. She seemed shocked for a second at the sudden ck of constriction, then grinned in anticipation.

  She had pleased him, and now, it was his turn.

  …

  "I'm envious of Alter and you, nya." compined Meilin to Jeanne, her cat ears twitching. "You don't sweat no matter how long you fight. I want a bath so bad right now, nya."

  "We may not sweat, but I look forward to a bath, too." smiled Jeanne. "And it's not all good to be a Heroic Spirit. We need regur mana infusion to maintain our existence. And on that note…"

  Jeanne grinned as she felt Alter and Joohee coming back.

  It had been a little over three days since they entered the Demon-King Castle dungeon.

  Almost as soon as they entered, they had been attacked by a giant Cerberus. The thirty-meter-long beast, with fifty-centimeter-long fangs and three maws rge enough to swallow a person whole, was strong, though, and fast. It would have been a beast worthy of an A-rank dungeon, and the System users readily admitted that entering alone before they reached level 50 and without the skills from the soul contract, would have been suicide.

  But with their current level, their skills, and with five of them acting as a team, the Cerberus was quickly subjugated.

  The Demon King Castle had the form of a burning high-rise building, towering amidst a city in fmes.

  With the Cerberus being the only monster guarding the building, the girls entered, and found themselves inside another city in fmes, without the building this time. A System message had appeared.

  [Collect 10 000 demon souls to access the next level.]

  Jinah had ughed when reading the message, saying that Koreans games were famous for their hardcore grind, and that this dungeon was doing them honor.

  She summoned her Shadow Soldiers, and they had gotten to work. Joohee buffed Jinah, Jeanne, Alter and Meilin, and they spread to sughter any demon they found.

  The gathered 10 000 demon souls quickly, as most demons were incrementing the encounter by two or three each time they died, and the Shadow soldiers spread themselves into three dozen hunting groups.

  When they reached the required amount, a gate appeared in the floor's center, and the next dungeon, a city in ruin without fmes this time, possessed the same requirement. And so did the one after, and the one after, and the one after.

  They had climbed all the way to floor 80, yet another city in ruins, when the objectives changed.

  [Find the Entry Pass to access the next level.]

  As for the previous floors, the Shadow Soldiers were killing most of the monsters, and if not for the experience being shared among the party, Jinah would have gained levels faster than the others.

  Alter and Joohee waved to them as they appeared.

  "Jinah has found something!" called out Joohee as they jogged closer.

  "Something?" asked Jeanne, and Joohee nodded.

  "Four humanoid demons wearing full body pte armor and armed with nces. They killed a handful of Shadow Infantry with ease. Their leader should be the one Torri mentioned, the guide who knows where every Entry Pass is located."

  "Let's go, then."

  "One more comrade to our cause." grinned Meilin, and they used Shunpo to quickly regroup with the others.

  Jinah waved to them when they came.

  "They're coming closer. I instructed my Shadow Soldiers to avoid direct contact with them for now. It must have made them overconfident. Let's go meet them." smiled Jinah.

  The girls walked leisurely to meet the four demons, and after a few minutes, they faced each other.

  Three of them were clearly males, with dull gray armor hiding their features. Their leader had a smaller stature and wore a white armor with red highlights.

  The four lifted their nces when they saw them and charged.

  Less than five seconds ter, the four of them were on the ground, bdes pressed against their throats. Some of the male demons had broken legs or arms.

  "We surrender!" yelped their leader.

  "Oh? And why should we spare you?" asked Jinah.

  "We'll do anything you want!"

  "Do you mean it?"

  "Yes!"

  "Every demon I've seen so far was compelled to attack humans. Why are you acting different?" asked Jinah, taking the tip of her weapon from the female demon's throat.

  "We only wished to defend our territory from the bast… I mean the humans who were making a mess! Are you here to reach the top of the Demon King Castle?"

  "Yes."

  "Then I can help you! My cn has the Entry Pass to the next level, and I could guide you to the other cns in the upper floors, as long as you promise to spare me and my cn!"

  "And if we do agree to spare you, you will guide us honestly, without trying to lure us into a trap, right?"

  "Yes!" nodded the demon female. "I won't betray you! We can't prepare an ambush in the first pces, all the cns are hostile to each other."

  The lie detection ability had been triggered in the first part of her sentence. She would betray them, if she figured she could get away with it. But that was only to be expected.

  "You will serve us for a year. In return, we will not only spare you and your cn, but also allow you to learn some of our powers. With them, you would become so powerful that the other cns would have to bow down to you. What do you think about my offer?"

  "Really?"

  "Yes. Even if you become the new demon lord or something, we won't care, as long as you do not attack humans." said Jinah, removing the tip of her swordstaff from her throat and stepping back. "What is your name?"

  "Esil, Esil Radiru. I am the eldest princess of the Radiru cn." replied Esil as she removed her helmet. She had a pretty face, red eyes with sharp red markings, rge, pointed ears, and long purple hair gathered into a single braid.

  "I am Sung Jinah." nodded Jinah, and the others introduced themselves. The three demon guards remained silent after Joohee healed them, and they took position near their princess.

  "Lead the way, Esil. We are in a bit of a hurry. We want to be done with this Demon King Castle and return home soon."

  "Yes! It is this way!"

  They started heading away from the floor's center. As they walked, Esil and her guards watched with trepidation as more and more Shadow Soldiers joined them and entered Jinah's shadow.

  "Those soldiers, what are they?"

  "I inherited the power of the Shadow Monarch. As such, I can revive the dead as shadows."

  "The Shadow Monarch? I never heard about him."

  "Oh? According to our information, another of the Monarchs rule over the demons as a whole. He should be on the top floor."

  "No members of our cn have seen him. It is difficult for us to leave the floor where we woke up. Only the strongest can ignore the voice that tells us to protect our territory."

  "The voice?" asked Jeanne.

  "Yes. We hear it constantly since we opened our eyes and found ourselves on that floor, and we are used to it now" shrugged Esil. "You said you would let me learn your abilities. Just how strong are you?"

  "Strong enough to fight the Monarchs. The movement technique we used to defeat you guys is only a small fraction of what we can do. What you will soon be able to do, if you serve us well." smiled Jinah.

  She didn't know about the others, but Esil, at least, seemed easy to understand. She was cowardly, but also hungry for power. And not a mental giant. She didn't seem to worry about the possible implication of bringing them and their shadow army inside her home.

  It didn't take them long to reach the pce Esil called home. A bck castle surrounded by a massive chasm, whose depths were filled with fire. The only access was a narrow stair.

  "This reminds me of that Lord of the Rings movie." smiled Jinah. "The one where the protagonists run from the balrog."

  "Alter and I saw it in Chaldea's media room." smiled Jeanne.

  "A balrog? And what's a movie? Some kind of story?" wondered Esil.

  "A story, yes, but with moving images and sounds. You do not just listen to the story, you watch it unfold before your eyes." smiled Jinah.

  "It sounds interesting. Could you show me one movie?"

  "Later. It requires some specialized tools."

  Esil nodded and started ascending the stairs, and the rest followed.

  Two guards in armor stood in front of the castle's gate and watched them climb closer.

  "Lady Esil, who are those people behind you?" stiffly asked one of them, his hand on the hilt or his sword.

  "They are important guests, so treat them with courtesy." replied Esil, and the guard nodded, standing at attention.

  "Is my father in the throne room?"

  "Yes, dy Esil."

  Esil nodded to him and led the others inside. She walked down a hallway to another door guarded by two more demons and opened it.

  "Father, I brought some guests!" called out Esil as she walked on a red carpet covering the floor from the door to a raised dais, upon which was pced a red and gold throne.

  Eight demons wearing armor were standing at regur intervals on each side of the room, but Jinah's attention was on the middle-aged demon sitting on the throne. He had pale skin that contrasted with his red eyes and bck eyebrows, mustaches, short beard and hair. With his prominent canines and pointed ears, he looked a bit like a vampire.

  "Esil, you… Who in the world did you bring here?"

  "As I said, Father, there are my guests. They..."

  "What kind of guest brings an army in someone else's home?" asked the man with a horrified expression as he could feel not just the being hidden inside the shadow of one of the women following his daughter, but also the power of a few of them. They were far stronger than he was!"

  "Ah, that. Do not worry, Father. I have an agreement with them." said Esil uneasily.

  "You daughter and her escort tried to kill us." smiled Jinah. "In return for sparing her, and teaching her some of our abilities that will make her far stronger, she agreed to serve us for a year."

  "Serve for a year, you say. Serve humans… what a disgrace."

  Esil flinched as she heard her father's cruel words.

  "Would you have preferred for us to just kill them?" asked Jinah, frowning.

  "No!" yelled the man as he jumped to his feet. "…Please forgive me for my reaction. I was just… surprised. You are welcome in my home. I am Borgon Radiru."

  "It is nice to meet you." said Jinah, proceeding to introduce herself and the others.

  "Father, I'll accompany them for a while. When I return, I will be much stronger, and I will defeat the cns that oppose us!"

  "Wait a moment!" excimed Borgon. "And that 'service' you require of her? If it involves any man, I won't let it happen!"

  Jniah made a show of looking at her companions, then turned back to Borgon with a shrug.

  "Do you see any man among us?"

  "…fine." sighed Borgon. "…If you are going to take care of my daughter for a year, I should at least treat you to dinner."

  …

  Jinah took the Entry Pass from her inventory and activated it, and the magic formation started shining. Seconds ter, they appeared on the 81st floor, and Esil pointed in a direction.

  "The fortress of the Tavaros cn is this way."

  "Let's go, then. Hopefully, they'll be as reasonable as you and your cn were."

  "I hope they won't." grinned Esil. "There is some bad blood between us. Those bastards think they are better than us because they are one floor above."

  "Really?" asked Alter.

  "Their first princess in particur, Naya. That bitch keeps looking down on me, just because she defeated me once when we sparred… It's not like it didn't nd a few good hits as well! It was just a fluke! Those Tavaros bastards…"

  Jinah and Meilin rolled their eyes at each other when Esil wasn't looking, wondering how long the demon girl would speak about her grudge.

  It actually sted quite a while, and she only stopped when they came into view of the Tavaros dwelling, a somewhat squat, dark gray castle on top of a hill.

  The Tavaros cn had noticed their presence on the floor, and their lines were already assembled. Hundreds of armored demons stood in formation.

  In response, Jinah commanded her Shadow Army to come out. They were outnumbered, and the average Shadow Infantry wasn't quite as strong as the average infantry facing them, but the pressure emitted by Igris, Beru, Tank and Tusk seemed to more than equalize the odds in the minds of the Tavaros cn members.

  A middle-aged demon with short blue hair and a young woman with shoulder-length hair of the same color, both wearing bck armor, holding her helmet in the crook of her left arm. Both had a greatsword strapped on their backs.

  The man and the woman, as well as five demons with ornamented armor, slowly moved forward, obviously intending to parley.

  "Esil, you come with us. But don't attack without our approval, or we will make you regret it." warned Jinah.

  "…Yes." replied Esil, following Jinah, Meiling, Joohee, Jeanne and Alter.

  They stopped five meters from each other.

  "Do you have no shame, Esil?" scolded the demon woman. "To guide intruders on our doorstep. Do you intend to use them to defeat us, when you and your cn couldn't?"

  "Shut up, Naya!" spat Esil. "You only won st time because it wasn't a good day for me!"

  "...Sore loser." snorted Naya.

  "Greetings." nodded Jinah, looking at the middle-aged demon and ignoring the squabbling. "We need to use the Entry Pass and reach the upper floors. If you could give it to us, we will depart peacefully."

  "…The Entry Pass has been guarded by our cn since we made this pce our home." frowned the man. "Parting with it… isn't impossible. But it would be fair to receive something in return."

  "…It would be fair, yes…" nodded Jinah thoughtfully. "How about we offer you the same opportunity we gave the Radiru cn, then? We will teach your daughter some of our abilities over the next year, making her much stronger than she currently is."

  "Eh? No, you can't!" protested Esil.

  "Quiet, Esil. We agreed to make you stronger, not help you become the next demon king. And weren't you saying on the way to this pce that you were better than Naya, and that your loss was only a fluke? Are you fearing that she might kick your butt again if you do not have an unfair advantage?"

  "That's…" winced Esil, her pride working against her ambition… "Fine! Do what you want! I'll beat her up anyway! And when I become the next Demon King, I'll make her my maid!"

  "What do you think of it, cn master of the Tavaros cn?" asked Jinah.

  "Can you first demonstrate the abilities you are proposing to teach my daughter?"

  "I would need a number of volunteers from your army to fight one of us, that you can choose yourself. Your volunteers may end up wounded, but they will be healed afterwards."

  "…Very well. I choose the gray-haired human, and my elite guards will test her."

  "Great!" smirked Alter, walking to the side.

  "Alter, during the demonstration, use only some of the abilities we can share with them." asked Jinah.

  "Sure. I will demonstrate them… thoroughly." grinned Alter.

  Alter used Augment from the start, gaining a crushing advantage in strength and speed. For the next thirty seconds, while Jinah commented on the abilities as Alter used them, she toyed with the five elite demons, tossing them around, breaking their limbs, and creating small craters on the ground with their bodies.

  Naya and her father were looking both in equal parts awe over Alter, and consternation over their elite soldiers' poor performance.

  When they were all completely incapacitated, Alter healed them, one after another.

  "Within a year, Esil will be able to do the same." shrugged Jinah as she looked back at the demons. "The power bance between the cns will change. But that isn't my problem."

  They were quick to understand that the survival of their cn might depend on achieving parity, and Naya stepped forward.

  "We will give you the Entry Pass. Please teach me those abilities as well."

  "Tsk." grunted Esil on the side.

  Naya's father nodded and sent one of his elites to fetch the Entry Pass.

  "Please take good care of my daughter."

  "We will." smiled Jinah, hoping that the other cns would be just as accommodating. Or greedy for power.