How come there are succubi in this dungeon?

Chapter 9, The Virgin's Adventure

"Mr. Grand Prize winner, are you there?"

"Is there some mistake with this grand prize?"

Oliya asked tremblingly, "Shouldn't I be the one signing contracts with two succubus slaves? How did I become a slave?"

That's right, the new contract is that you become my slave.

Then they became my companions, and they just happened to fit your profile.

The mechanical voice now carried emotion, uttering shameless words.

Oliya cried, her face streaked with tears.

Although she was simple-minded, upon hearing this, she understood that something never before recorded in the history of the empire had occurred in the North Underground City.

Consciousness was born in the dungeon!

She, on the other hand, became a slave under the control of the city.

The idea of ​​controlling an adventurer came to Caesar the moment he arrived in this world.

However, he was unaware of the various hidden aspects of this world and dared not act rashly, fearing that his secrets would be discovered.

Otherwise, given his control over the dungeon, every adventurer who entered could be forced into a slave contract by Caesar.

There are several factors that prevent him from acting recklessly.

Firstly, slave contracts directly affect the soul, and Caesar can only sign four at the moment, which is the maximum capacity.

Secondly, he was unsure of the limits of his own abilities and the limits of the creatures in this world.

He feared that some legendary figure might use a soul contract to track him back to his true form.

During these quiet days, Caesar was certain that he didn't need to worry about the latter; all he had to do was...

Find an adventurer with enough influence to know many secrets, and then control him.

Caesar's original primary target was Olivia's brother.

After Oliya appeared, he changed his mind.

A slave contract can only threaten a slave with his life; it cannot forcibly control a slave's every aspect like Caesar controlled his creations.

Compared to a clever but scheming subordinate, Caesar believed that a naive and innocent girl of similar status would be easier to control.

"Waaaah, waaaah..."

Oria cried bitterly, her hood falling off to reveal a fair, delicate, and beautiful face.

Large tears rolled down her cheeks; the girl felt her life was over.

She will be controlled and toyed with by the evil dungeon lord until she dies a tragic death.

Why are you crying? I'm a good person, don't be afraid.

"That's what bad people always say." A resolute look appeared on Olya's face.

"Kill me! I will never betray an adventurer!"

After saying that, she weakly added, "But could you please give me a quick death? I'm afraid of pain."

You're overthinking it, girl.

Meet your companions first.

Before she finished speaking, the golden space in front of Olya cracked open, and pink Lucia stepped out.

"Hello, Miss Olya."

Upon meeting, Lucia gave Olya a warm hug, enveloping the girl in her broad embrace.

"Oh, it's a honey trap!"

Olivia saw through Caesar's plot and then fell into it without any resistance.

After eating the sweet treats Caesar gave her, Olya sat in the golden space with a flushed face, finally stopping her crying and able to communicate normally.

Lucia left; if she had been there, Olya would have had no interest in talking to Caesar.

Caesar materialized his half-demon form in the golden space and sat opposite Olivia.

"Caesar!"

Oliya recognized him at a glance; he was the weak boss of the North Dungeon.

"It's me." Caesar nodded, a hint of surprise on his face. He hadn't expected that Olivia would know his name; other adventurers called him the Welfare Demon.

Because he was almost always kicked to death before he could finish his opening remarks.

"My brother mentioned you in his letter..."

Oria explained softly, recalling Orlando's assessment of Caesar as—

"A strange dungeon boss, lacking intelligence, only able to repeat 'Adventurer, I am the great Demon King Caesar.' Its strength is as weak as a grown hunting dog."

Suddenly she wasn't so scared anymore.

"Great Demon King Caesar, what do you want from me by deceiving me?"

"Temptation? Don't talk nonsense." Caesar shook his head, denying it:

"You signed the contract without asking me what it said, so how can you blame me?"

Oria fell silent. She felt that Caesar's words were impeccable, but she still felt that something was amiss.

Caesar stopped wasting words with her and directly revealed his purpose.

"Oria, what I need you to do is very simple: just help me gather some information on the surface that I need, information that you can normally obtain in your capacity."

"that's all?"

The girl was puzzled.

"You don't need to use my body for any forbidden experiments, nor do you want me to risk my life to photograph evidence of priests being homosexual at the Vatican?"

"At least not at this stage," Caesar said with a smirk.

"However, once you've gained more strength, there might be some dangerous things you'll need to do."

"But I'm a useless dessert."

Olya said with genuine emotion, "Everyone knows I'm good at nothing..."

"really."

Caesar gave Olivia his approval without hesitation, and the girl's expression froze on the spot. She drew circles on the ground with her finger and muttered some dark words.

Caesar smiled, then changed the subject.

"But it doesn't matter. With the help of the dungeon lord, even a pig can be sent flying."

After she finished speaking, a panel that only she and Caesar could see suddenly unfolded in Oliya's vision.

Oliya

Occupation: Mage (Trait: Significantly enhanced ability to perceive, store, and utilize magic)

Rating: 20

Life Points: 400

Constitution: 20 (The higher the number of points, the greater the improvement)

Soul: 30 (The higher the score, the greater the boost)

Skills (Magic): Insight, Fireball, Purify, Light Ball, Invisibility, Hurricane...

Professional Talents: Magic Affinity (lv3), Magic Manipulation (lv3)

Status: Normal

"I know you're bad, but looking at the data, you really are bad."

Oria no longer cared about Caesar's mocking words. Even with her intelligence, she understood that the panel in her eyes contained all her information.

This method of digitizing a person's information was something Olya had never heard of before.

Even the strongest detection magic recorded in the empire cannot achieve this.

"That's amazing!"

Olivia exclaimed involuntarily, which pleased Caesar greatly.

"What's the point of seeing data? There are many benefits to being my subordinate."

As Caesar spoke, he casually drew a string of green life points and injected them into Oliya's body.

Rating: 21

Physical condition 20-21

Soul 30-32

Olya felt a strange change in her body, a warm feeling all over her body—the feeling of all living beings upgrading.

"OOO!!!"

The girl was so surprised that she couldn't speak; she simply couldn't describe her feelings at that moment.

As we all know, levels can only be increased through accumulated practice over time.

Warriors hone their bodies through breathing techniques, while mages refine the magic within their bodies and temper their souls day after day.

Pastors also need to pray all day long, strengthening themselves through the power of faith in God.

Even the special class—Heroes—requires training to level up.

This is an ironclad rule that applies to everything, from ancient spirits to soaring dragons; it has never changed from ancient times to the present.

But for Caesar, whose essence is the dungeon, adjusting creature levels, talents, and skill status is as simple as breathing.

Olya clenched her fist and pinched her face hard until tears welled up in her eyes before letting go.

She wasn't dreaming.

Her eyes welled with tears as she met Caesar's gaze, which held a mixture of amusement and disbelief.

Why do I suddenly want to kneel down and worship the other person as my godfather?