Supply core

You do not need an Intelligence of my level to come to the conclusion that Supply is the most logical choice here. Both of us were after all stark naked. Conclusion: We required equipment.

Well, perhaps it would be more accurate to say that I required equipment. Sanakia was stronger if she remains in the nude.

And yes, I am painfully aware that the only clothes available to me would be of the fetish variety.

Even so, to gallivant around naked was a humiliation I was unwilling to endure for any longer then necessary.

Modesty was not my only driving ****. We might find returnwoods in Supply. I am not particularly distressed about Sylphid and Lucky. These two tiresome troublemakers are quite capable of finding their way out on their own.

As such, I put in our destination, specifically Supply core B1F, and teleported the both of us away.

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I have to admit, the scenery before me was not what I expected.

For what greeted us after stepping out of the teleporter was a massive sprawling underground farm.

All manners of foodstuff was grown and cultivated here and the large rows of farms stretched on seemingly endlessly. According to my estimate you could feed 23% of the Helman population with this one greenhouse alone.

“My Lady”, Sanakia stared at the massive amount of food. “You must be starving.”

Of course not.

I just received a level up which took care of all my bodily needs but even if I had not, it was currently just past three in the morning. Still considerably before the time to break our fast.

“I am pretty sure I heard your stomach growl loudly”, Sanakia insisted. “You mustn’t neglect your proper sustenance, my Lady!”

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“Sanakia, are you perchance hungry?”

Immediately the Sexy-Knight started blushing. “O-of course not, my Lady! Perish the thought!”

And just on cue her stomach started growling.

Loudly.

I could not help but let out a chuckle. “Well, I suppose you did burn quite a lot of calories tonight.” I poked her belly which resulted in another round of growling.

Sanakia was of course beyond herself with mortification, so I gracefully decided to ease up on her.

“Very well, let us see if we can find something here to provide us with sustenance.”

We were not alone. Numerous automatons tended to the fields. The sight of them somehow caused Sanakia to realize that she was in fact naked. Which yielded the expected results.

The bashful Sexy-Knight took on an alarming shade of red and started clumsily covering herself up. Of course by doing so, she only caused to bring more attention upon herself, if it were not for the fact that these robotic constructs were completely ignoring us.

Regardless however, this certainly was an issue. “You are ill able to engage in combat like this, Sanakia”, I lambasted her.

“Y-Yes, my Lady. O-Of course I am able!”

The Sexy-Knight clumsily swung her sword of ruin around while still poorly covering her body up with her other hand.

Well, I certainly will not deny that there was quite an appeal to such a display of bashful vigor. And after my own debasement at the tentacles of that infernal machine, it provided me with a sort of perverse vindication Unfortunately, I did not have the luxury to indulge in the Sexy-Knight’s modesty related issues.

“Very well, Sanakia, You are to no longer feel ashamed for being naked. In fact, you feel confident showing off your nude body.”

The Sexy-Knight gave me a few confused stares and then took on a more confident pose, proudly sticking out her chest.

“Of course I am, my Lady! Leave everything to me!”

I do not enjoy manipulating Sanakia’s mind in such a vulgar fashion but this was an emergency. While I am the brains of this operations, the Sexy-Knight was the brawns. And I can not have her freeze up when we encounter the enemy.

Next, I attempted to engage in what the common folk would call small-talk with some of the automatons, to no avail. It was evident that these mindless machines cared only for their menial toil.

But at least that means we were left alone. Sanakia quickly rushed towards a large container that contained numerous harvested watermelons

A watermelon

“Ey!”

It took one swing of Sanakia’s sword to squash the water melon in pieces. Sanakia, completely covered in watermelon guts, handed me some of the remains. “Here my Lady, please enjoy it.”

I was not particularly famished but did not want to refuse the hospitality. And it certainly was true that we had no idea when we would be able to eat again.

As such we indulged ourselves with an early morning breakfast.

It was surprisingly delicious. I briefly was worried if the food here might have been poisoned, but dismissed the worry. That seemed like a tad too much effort to go through.

“My Lady, you have some melon stuck to your face!”, Sanakia gasped and then trembled. “My Lady messily eating melons is too cute!”

“Who’s fault to you think this is?”, I said with a blush as I cleaned myself up.

“Look, my Lady. There are also grapes here.”

A grape

Sanakia quickly proceeded to gorge herself on them. I was amazed how much this girl could eat, but then again that was true for all my Galmon compatriots.

Well, we certainly will not go hungry but this floor did not seem to hold much else of interest, besides a colossal amount of food. Thus, once Sanakia had her fill, we went back to the teleporter and opted to venture a floor deeper.

B2F was more catering to my interests.

The entire floor was comprised of one humongous warehouse but instead of neatly stacked shelves there were treasure chests all over the place. Hundreds, perhaps even thousand of them.

Buff: Double treasure rate

Well, well, well…

It appears Sylphid’s dispositions towards chests have at last paid dividends.

With this, each chest will contain a preposterous 64 times the usual amount of items.

Or if I were to stumble upon yet another stat increase chest...the result would be ludicrous. Could my brain even handle that? Certainly, but some of my other stats could use a touch up as well.

There was still one issue remaining. Most of the chests in this warehouse were already open and empty.

That makes sense, I suppose. It would otherwise be all too easy to acquire a massive amount of items for the fortunate adventurer that stumbled upon this floor. This is after all still only a replica of Ylapu and a certain balance must be maintained.

We had to search for quite a bit before we finally came across a chest that was still unmolested.

“My Lady! Please try to open it!”

Sanakia demanded with irrational exuberance.

Naturally, I was more apprehensive. My luck with chests had been appalling this entire dungeon. I was half of a mind to send Sanakia forth instead but that would mean missing out on 63 potential items.

“But my Lady you are very cute when opening chests and getting hit with a trap!”

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“Sanakia?”

“Yes, my Lord?”

“Open the chest.”

Sanakia immediately obeyed and boldly went to open the treasure chest.

Trap triggered: Mimic

“Eeeeeeek!”

Immediately the slimy tentacles latched on to the hapless Sexy-Knight and pulled her inside the chest until only her butt stuck out.

Ah, how very pleasant.

“Help meeee, my Laaaadyyyy!”

I slowly strolled over to the chest.

Sanakia’s butt was still wiggling wildly but it didn’t seem to accomplish much otherwise.

My calm demeanor was warranted, Mimics inflict no damage on the careless adventurer they have captured, beyond restraining them in this undignified pose.

That said, they are also very unlikely to let go and should no rescue arrive the victim will eventually die from starvation.

“Eeeeek! I don’t want to starve to deeeaaaaaath!”

“Oh cease, your whining already, we do not have the time to wait for your untimely demise. You are quite powerful, can you not simply break free?”

The Sexy-Knight struggled a bit more, rather fruitlessly. It was quite evident that she had **** to break out on her own. It was quite the pleasing sight. Perhaps after this the hapless Galmon will treat me with the respect I…

Touch starved kicked in.

In my bottomless arrogance, I completely forgot about touch starved. Oh no. Whatever shall I do?

“Cleansing performance.”

My hands clasped together, while one of my feet raised upwards and angled itself in the form of a triangle. It looked rather ridiculous but it did the trick and immediately removed the freeze ailment.

I chuckled. You think this much is enough to best me? Pathetic dungeon, you are in the presence of the Amber Dominator! Outsmarting you is mere child’s play!

“My Laaaadyyyy! I’m still stuuuuuck!”

Ugh, yes, yes.

I briefly considered using the legendary sword of ruin, the Sexy-Knight had discarded so heedlessly. It would certainly be powerful enough to destroy this chest but with my HP as low as it is, equipping it would kill me instantly.

I suppose I have ****.

“Supreme Dance”

Just as before, my body started to act on it’s own. This time, the dance took on the style of an elegant ballroom waltz, which certainly would look quite impressive if I had a partner or was not utterly naked.

Regardless, partner or clothes were not required, the effect was all the same. After ten seconds the dance had concluded and the Sexy-Knight was brimming with power.

“M-My Lady what is happening?”

I rolled my eyes and smacked the useless rear before me. “Quit your stalling and break free at once.”

“Toooooo!!!”

The Sexy-Knight’s nudist boosted strength was 30, already a very impressive number. And now it received a 40% increase, putting it to a magnificent 42.

It was nowhere near as ludicrous as the sword of ruin, but quite enough. The Sexy-Knight lifted herself up and smashed her chest clad head against the nearest wall, escaping from her prison in a rather crude, but effective fashion.

“My Laaaadyyy!”

A sobbing, and still with mimic remains covered Sanakia rushed and hugged me. “I hate mimiiiics!”

“Y-yes, I can quite see this but I must implore you to ease up...you are quite crushing me.”

Sanakia gasped and let go. Well, this might be a good opportunity to see how long Supreme Dance will last.

“My Lady, you must simply open the next chest yourself! It is only proper!”, the Sexy-Knight demanded.

How vexing I was really hoping to not again have to push my luck but I suppose I have **** in the matter. The Galmon was fairly useless after all.

Mimics do not contain any treasure, however, destroying a mimic does spawn something called a rare treasure chest.

The golden chest in front of us glimmered beckoningly. Rare chests should not be trapped, hence opening it should not result in any peril for me.

Still warily, I approached the chest and slowly opened it.

Rare level up candy x 64

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I beg your pardon?

I stared in the chest filled with candy with disbelief upon my fair countenance.

In earnest?

Never mind a mere stat increase, this was beyond the wildest imaginations even my superior mind was capable of conjuring up.

A single rare candy was already an extraordinary enough find that some adventurers do not bother consuming it themselves and opted to sell it.

As a matter of fact, if you wish to purchase even a single one of these luxurious confectioneries you would have to be willing to spend tens of thousands of gold coins.

And here there were 64 of them. Never mind the 50.000 Gold coins for winning the tournament. If I were to sell these I would attain riches beyond measure.

This was the very peak of imbalance. An event like this should never occur.

A Balance Breaker’s power was indeed frightening.

“My Lady!”, Sanakia squealed in excitement! “We must carry them with us!”

“You will carry them”, I corrected. Such labor was truly beneath me.

“B-But my Lady...there are too many of them….”

Certainly, there are 64 of the blasted things and we were both, as already established, naked.

“In that case we have ****, you must consume…”

I stopped Sanakia right there. If we do that, we are here all day. My apologies to the Sexy-Knight, but we are running late as it is. She will simply have to make due.

“Hmm..then…”

Sanakia lifted the treasure chest.

With one hand.

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Are these things not prohibitively heavy?

I certainly thought so when I moved one of these last floor.

Perhaps rare chests are lighter?

“Hngggg…!”

Never mind lifting, I could not even push it!

Sanakia meanwhile effortlessly balanced the chest with one finger and giggled. “Do not worry, my cute Lady, leave the heavy lifting to me! You can just focus on being all brainy and stuff.”

Confound it...I suppose that is the power of my supreme dance.

Naturally, I was banking on her freakish strength but regardless, to see Sanakia of all people be stronger then me was mortifying.

“If you wish, I could carry you too, my Lady”, Sanakia said with an eager grin. “You are so dainty and cute I bet you would fit right in here….”

Then supreme dance ran out.

And of course the Galmon dropped the chest.

Sanakia spend the next nine minutes and 55 seconds collecting all the rare candy again.