I suppose I'm the only lizardman in existence who's copulating with two types of spirits at the same time, Gash thought. In the first place...
Gash and the two spirits rarely bothered to stay at an inn as they traveled. They had enough money, and with Gash’s superior warrior skills ...
Deep within the forest shielded by the Labyrinth’s Sacred Trace, there lay the land of the elves. It was warm as spring year-round, and no t...
A story taking place between Chapter 124 of the main series, "Family Talk," and Chapter 125, "Royal Capital University Tales." After stayin...
They spent the time bickering and fooling around in Gold Clan territory, before returning to the ranch in a carriage drawn by an old horse. ...
A serene green pasture, a refreshing breeze, atop the grassy bed of a slight hill. In a completely dazed and dreamy state, I continued to p...
The Holy Beast Labyrinth, a destination that would take days to reach from Red Clan Manor by foot or carriage, was merely hours away on Lyra...
Morning. We were served simple bread baked at the Pre-Dungeon Camp, hearty soup made in large pots, and milk from unicorn horses. It wasn'...
A heavy downpour, like rain pounding the earth. In the dense, overgrown tropical forest, several figures dashed through, their footsteps sp...
"Ah well, the festival to comfort the spirits has turned into nothing more than an excuse to drink." "What do you mean, 'turned into'?" "W...