It turned out that the dying man was saved by Zell’s dust. The slave was currently being held in the facility’s infirmary for observation. Bash and the others were taken to another room by the security succubus. There they were seated on a soft couch that resembled a bed, and the succubus who claimed to be the director of this facility bowed her head to them.
“We have shown you something incredibly embarrassing. But don’t worry. I assure you that the ‘food’ has been well fed and this will not happen again.”
The succubus who called herself Nion was still poison to Bash’s eyes. She, too, was dressed in the same drab succubus uniform as Venus and the others, but surprisingly, even in her uniform, her chest and buttocks were out of proportion. Even in such trivial things as walking, sitting, or tilting her head, one could see the huge mass in motion.
However, Bash had an idea for the name of this succubus. “Nion, the Smothering.” The pink mist she emitted was so thick that it caused opponents to run out of oxygen and slow their movements. He had never talk to her properly, and had only seen her once on the battlefield. At that time, Bash was not yet famous, and Nion looked at him and laughed, saying, “Don’t stare at me, Orc.” Of course, Nion did not remember. Bash couldn’t stand to have someone like that bow down to him.
“Even if you apologize to me…” Bash said, but Nion did not raise her head. She just said “please” and “humbly”. Only Zell would say “That’s right!” or “I don’t know what you would have done if I hadn’t been there!” but Bash didn’t know what to do. He crossed his arms for a while, waiting for her to raise her head, but it didn’t seem to do any good, so he let his eyes wander. Then his eyes met those of Ludo and Luka, who were sitting next to him.
“Um, Bash.”
“Yeah?”
“If they give them such good food, I think something like this will happen again.”
When he said this, Nion looked up with a start. Her face was filled with strong anger and resentment, as if telling him not to talk too much.
“I thought you were Sir Bash’s apprentice, but I have doubts how much you have learned to behave?”
“Nothing, I haven’t learned any of that.”
Bash didn’t teach him either.
“Really? Then explain to me why you think the same thing would happen.”
I’ll kill you if you say anything out of line. It was written in her eyes. Anyone who knew her on the battlefield would have stopped talking at that moment.
But Ludo could not see that. He put his hand to his chin, as if remembering, and began to speak.
“Something similar happened in the Ogres country. After the war ended, the people who had been important during the war threw down their swords and started to live a comfortable life… eating, sleeping, having sex, drinking… The ogres weren’t treated as harshly as the demons and succubi, and we didn’t have to worry about food. So we could have a good life.”
“Hmm? It’s an enviable story, isn’t it? I wish I could live like that.”
“Then, about two years later, I think it was… a person collapsed and died while drinking at a festival. I was nearby, so I noticed it, but the body was kind of creepy…it was all swollen up like he’d drowned, and people were talking about how he might have been cursed by someone. And if you looked closely, some of the generals looked similar too, and when I talked to them, they said they felt tired, they felt sleepy, and their knees were starting to hurt, so I thought it might be a curse after all.”
“And did you find the evildoer who did it?”
Unnoticed, Nion had sat down on the couch, elbows resting on the armrests, in a rather lazy and sexy position, staring at Ludo. The deadly atmosphere became more intense than before, and Ludo, as expected, noticed it and looked away from her. Or maybe it was because his eyes were drawn to the large mass on the table.
“No, not at all… In the end, it was decided that it was probably due to a lack of training, and the Chief said, ‘It’s because they’re lazy!’ and after that… well…”
“Ha.”
Nion chuckled through her nose, and a slightly sweet smell seeped into the room. Bash and Ludo rubbed their knees at the same time.
“How could a disease be cured with just a little training? It’s really a problem that ogres are made of muscle, because they have more muscle than brains.”
“But no one died in the same way before we left the country.”
“So it’s just that the one who died was sick, right?”
Nion sighed and crossed her legs, elbows on her knees, chin resting on her hands. The gap between her crossed legs drew the eyes of Bash and Ludo.
And then Nion’s gaze returned. To Bash. She paused for a few seconds, then resumed a pose what seemed to make a squeak from her crotch.
“Excuse me. The brat interrupted me and I…”
“Never mind. I know very well that you are not a warrior to be taken lightly by a youngling.”
“I’m honored that you think so.”
“But from the way you acted, this isn’t the first time one of them has died like this, is it?”
“That’s right.”
Nion said, and then spoke as if she had come to her senses. The first year, they didn’t know how to handle the “food” and let them die from over-suction and malnutrition. For the next two years, they worked to provide a steady supply of “fodder” and a comfortable environment. As a result of these efforts, the “food” got fatter, they stopped complaining, and the number of people they could feed each day increased.
This year, however, it was noticed that some of the “food” had turned pale. The succubi thought that the daily meals were sapping the strength of the “food”, so they decided to find a way to eat with them by moving as little as possible, but to no avail. The “food” grew paler and paler, and sudden deaths like this began to occur, one after another.
It was as if they were on the front lines of a plague, and yet the succubi were not catching it. There was nothing they could do, and they were stuck.
“If we could at least get some extra ‘suppliers’, I think the others could get enough rest?”
She looked at Bash as if to suggest, “If we increase the number of people, we can get out of the current situation.” But of course, there was no way for Bash to understand her intention.
“If we can’t wait for reinforcements, then we have to make do with the forces we have.”
“I know, right?”
“Orcs do not get sick. I don’t know anything about diseases. But if this is how ogres are cured, why not try it?”
“Is it… really? But if it’s a curse, it won’t work.”
“Hmm…” Zell, who had been standing on the table nodding only a few times, looked back at Bash. “It can’t be, because my dust doesn’t work on curses, you know? If he was healed, it was because he was hurt or sick.”
Then what is it? Everyone there bowed their heads, and then there was a knock at the door. The one who entered was Venus, who had been making the rounds of the facility with the guards.
“Miss in charge of the facility Nion, the children who were sick… ahem, when they were sprinkled with the fairy dust or made to drink it, they all showed a dramatic improvement when administered.”
“Tell me more.”
“Yes, first of all, they said their color had improved, their general discomfort and pain in their knees, hips and other joints had disappeared, and their vision was clearer. They said it was like being back in the old days. Some of them were so encouraged that they immediately offered to help with the ‘meal’.”
“And?”
“Other staff members and myself tasted the food and it was as wholesome as if they had just arrived at the facility.”
When she looked, Venus’ face was quite radiant. Obviously, she had also participated in the aids.
“I see, but if the illness was only cured by the fairy dust, it’s possible that it might come back.” Nion had a complicated look on her face, but finally she nodded as if she had made up her mind. “I don’t think it will work, but as long as we don’t know the cause, it would be fun to try the ogre strategy…”
Although she knew it was a desperate measure, she had no choice but to try it first, since she had no other ideas. Nion agreed and turned her head to Bash.
“I hope you’ll stay here for a while, Sir Bash, and see how the results go.”
“No, I still have to leave the country…” As for Bash, he honestly wanted to leave soon. There was no reason for him to stay since it turned out that he wouldn’t be able to see what he was looking for.
“Please! I’ll make sure I get results! Please give me more time! Just give me another chance!”
“Well, I understand.” However, when a woman persuaded him and he was so close to her huge cleavage, he could not help but agree.
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