How painful to die! Especially for the first time. Especially if you have a 100% immersion. I stood on the site of the revival at the entrance to the temple and pondered the situation.

As you move deeper into the temple, the creature groups became more and more. Their level jumped from 70 to 75. Even the loincloths became cleaner and neater. The battles became more intense, the experience went faster, I already received level 5, and Lori - 74. No one could kill anyone, although both girls mysteriously found themselves in dangerous situations many times. Once having caught the arrow, I kept behind to avoid it in the future, periodically looking back so as not to blink the attack from the rear, if it happens. At some point we walked along the usual, seemingly, corridor. Suddenly, the floor stretched beneath me, and I fell from a great height, losing 40 of the remaining 137 life points. I found myself in a huge hall lit by the light of yellow torches. In addition to me, there was a ten-meter creature in the hall called “Ulagton Umurumuru”. I did not have time to look at it well. The first impression is a huge light gray stone armor. Ulaghton's weapon was a pole-sized spear, which he promptly thrust at me as soon as I caught his eye. On that my heroic campaign ended.

All my belongings, including loot, remained in that room. A bit sorry for the fire rod, but it was still almost useless. For some reason, it was most offensive to leave the yellow torches that lit up the boss's lair, each of which cost 40 grams of gold. Pulling the property was not realistic. Even if we find the premises, my party members cannot defeat Ulagton. Too big. Here you need a raid, that is, a large, well-prepared, versatile, cohesive group of players.

The sun was setting. I waited for my comrades, not departing from the circle of rebirth, because it was a safe zone. If I step away, the local monsters will immediately mess me up. It is hard to be small, but I will not go to the temple anymore. It is not known what other surprises prepared me vengeful deity. At this rate, you can easily lie down with the whole group, but I do not want to lose the gear kept by my comrades. Formally, they did not fulfill the conditions of our contract - they did not return me alive, but I would still pay them, because it was not their fault.

- Arintal, what was that? At first you fell through the earth, and then a message came out that you were dead. Fell into the trap?

Midrigal looked dumbfounded. His companions nervously looked at him, then at me.

- I was killed by a local mini-boss. This is due to my character, then you could not do anything.

- Aaaa. And I thought you were being dragged off. Well...I must pick up your junk, although I think it will be easier to fill these rags somewhere nearby than to search for that place.

- We will not return. Send back, give you your salary.

Tired but relatively satisfied, we walked back. I was glad that I did not take the money with me, otherwise they would have remained on my corpse. My colleagues were not happy with the lost salary.

Some time later, I sat on a small couch and looked at my prey. Spawning plied between the shelves with food and cage. His wife still gave him a name, now he became Brim. I do not know why Brim, although I do not care. I am not going to invent names for each minion, let those who have nothing to do do it. Brim was already level 7. Probably, the system gives him the experience for the fact that he carries my wife food. It was strange. I knew that non-player characters could give tasks to players, but I had never heard that they could give tasks to each other and reward them for their implementation.

I looked at Alexandra. She continuously ate, did not get fat at the same time, obeying the appetite of the monster she was carrying. Past childbirth gave her two levels, like me. Can it give her stamina? Let push, and I will look, I will control the process. Probably not necessary, her body is now working at full capacity. After the birth, maybe.

I looked at the rag in my hands.

Dwarf's filthy loincloth.

4% more chance to reflect the spell of mind magic.

1% less weapon wear.

- 3 to reputation.

Restriction: only undersized apes.

Almost all of the creatures' clothes had reputation penalties and useless characteristics. It is understandable, the cloths were so dirty and torn that few would respect the one who wore them, and it would be doubly strange to expect the benefits from them.

Dwarf's dirty loincloth.

3% chance to improve the characteristics of the created armor.

3% less chance to catch fleas.

3% less chance of getting brain diseases.

- 2 to reputation.

Restriction: only undersized apes.

We must wash them. I looked at a piece of cloth. I definitely won't wash them, Lera is not here, it means ...

- Honey, you need to wash clothes for our children.

- I will not touch this raggedness.

- Well, honey, our dear Brim can not walk all the time naked. This is not appropriate.

- I'll tell you now that it is indecent! You took away my clothes, locked me in a cage, then abused me ...

- Do not so thicken the paint. I'm your husband. After all, there is nothing wrong with a wife washing clothes for her children. In all happy families, as ours, so it happens.

The slave woman tried to argue, but, as always, I won the argument, merely threatening to deprive of food for a short time. Seeing my wife so obedient, I decided not to miss the moment to enjoy the moment of marital consent.

- Honey, and you know that it's been 20 hours already from that wonderful moment that happened last night. Now you can repeat everything again.

The slave looked at me angrily, walking up to the edge of the cage and kneeling. Her gaze dropped to my increasing member. I approached the lattice so that my genital organ touched the face of my wife willy-nilly. She took the hardened organ in her mouth, gently touching her foreskin with her tongue, as I taught her.

- Yes, well done, that's right.

Alexandra began to move her head, gradually increasing the pace. I would prefer traditional sex, but did not want to interfere with the development of the monster-child, so I forced her to suck at me every time the full amount of sperm was restored. There was no need for it, but it was so nice! I was even given the “Shalun” achievement for my enthusiasm. I gradually taught Alexander how to properly do blowjob, the slave even received one point of accuracy in the learning process. I wonder how many players know about this method of leveling accuracy - a vital skill for all crafters? Share this on the forum, such a cry will rise!

The pace has increased. I grabbed the slave for the head and began to roughly stick her on his penis.The head penetrated her right in the throat, she was sick, but only my pleasure was important to me, not hers. Soon, the sperm flowed inward in a woman who, in obedience to my long-standing order, swallowed her whole. Not a single drop of valuable liquid should be lost. I pulled out a member so that Alexandra had the opportunity to breathe. The sexual organ immediately decreased, preventing me from continuing. Nothing, the next day everything will happen again.

Soon, Alexandra acquired soap, a basin and a mountain of clothing, and I began to sort the rest of the trophies.

Rough bronze collar.

7% protection against piercing attacks in the neck.

Restriction: only those creatures that have at least one part of the body on which this object can fit.

The offspring might use this collar as a belt or breastplate. It will suit me only as a bracelet, but according to its characteristics it is absolutely useless.

So, one more day passed in the sweet household troubles ....