The Dungeon Monsters Keep Offering Sacrifices

Chapter 97: Birth of a Half-Goblin (2)

The dungeon monsters keep offering sacrifices – 097

EP.97 Birth of a Half-Goblin (2)

The depths of the dungeon were quiet.

In the darkness, it was serene, and sometimes even felt cozy.

‘Cozy…?’

No, it wasn’t cozy, to be honest.

It was simply a place where one could ignore reality and turn away from it. It was far from being cozy.

In reality, she couldn’t find any signs of life here.

Hope was the same.

If there was any solace, it was that even if she sighed, no breath came out.

This was crucial for Jane.

The thin cloth she wore offered little warmth, even if one were to look favorably upon it.

Still, the dungeon, with its cave-like appearance, was warm inside.

Her situation wasn’t ideal, to the point where she had to find satisfaction in such small comforts.

“Ronnie oppa….”

Once again today, she called out her brother’s name.

But there was no response.

“Denver…”

And she quietly called out another name.

Again, it seemed she was just muttering to herself.

Even though she knew it was a meaningless gesture, she called out their names every time.

Otherwise, she felt like she would lose her mind.

Yet it wasn’t all despair.

Every time she called out their names, childhood memories flooded back.

At those times, a small smile would form on her lips, a tiny source of happiness.

A tiny village, too small to even call a town.

Jane spent her childhood there.

With loving parents and her caring brother Ronnie.

Though it wasn’t a wealthy village, their lives were as enviable as anyone else’s.

In the morning, she and Ronnie would leave home together and join the other kids in the neighborhood to play.

Denver, who was bigger than his peers, naturally took on the role of the leader and guided the children well.

They would play without realizing the passage of time until the sky turned red as the sun set.

Then, one by one, they would return home at their parents’ calls.

Once inside, they would enjoy the dinner prepared by their parents and satisfy their hungry stomachs.

Those were truly happy memories.

But now, they were memories that could no longer be found.

The village had burned down in a monster wave.

Fortunately, Ronnie and Jane survived, but their parents had passed away.

And Denver, too, suffered the same fate.

They were the only survivors of the burning village.

That’s when it all began.

They took care of each other, becoming pillars of support in a desolate world.

And as they grew into adults, they found their own ways to survive.

That was by becoming adventurers.

“…”.

For Jane, happy memories ended here.

If she thought about it, there must have been more fun and enjoyable memories, but now they were too blurry.

Above all, Ronnie and Denver were not around her now.

Sometimes she pondered.

She regretted what if she had become a noble’s exclusive mage as Ronnie, her brother, had suggested, instead of being an adventurer.

“Regret…?”

In truth, she knew she had talent in magic.

Without lineage or formal education, she had mastered mana on her own.

If anyone else had heard, it would have been an overwhelming talent.

Naturally, Ronnie wanted her to become a safe noble’s mage rather than an adventurer.

The life of an adventurer seemed harsh just to hear about.

Adventurers entering unknown dungeons and facing monsters.

But it would be different as a mage.

At least she could lead a relatively safer life in a secure territory.

If lucky, she might become the mage representing the territory and be granted land.

But Jane had rejected her brother’s proposal.

It felt too selfish for her to become a noble’s mage and live an easy life alone.

But now, she regretted that choice again and again.

“……”

She should have listened to her brother back then.

She should have become a noble’s exclusive mage, taking responsibility for Ronnie and Denver as well.

But regret was useless now.

She chose to be an adventurer, and thus challenged dungeons with Ronnie and Denver.

And the result of entering the dungeon?

It was the same as now.

Ronnie, her brother, had his head pierced by a flying arrow.

And Denver…

“Black.”

She didn’t even want to think about it.

Denver eventually faced death, but he didn’t die.

He had become a monster without any remaining emotions.

Denver, who hated monsters more than anyone else as the village burned in the monster wave.

That Denver became a monster himself.

It would have been good if the tragedy ended here.

But the tragedy was still ongoing.

Jane gently placed her hand on her stomach.

If she lowered her head, her swollen belly was right there.

“Ugh~”

She felt a sudden urge to vomit.

Her belly bulged, but until now, she had faced goblins every day without fail.

She had been responsible for satisfying goblins’ sexual desires single-handedly.

And the result was now in her own belly.

“I didn’t become an adventurer for this….”

It felt futile.

And she resented it.

She resented Ronnie, who had left the world before her.

She even had the urge to burst her swollen belly.

The thought of a dreadful being growing inside her was too repulsive.

But her thoughts never materialized.

The place she currently found herself in was a prison located at the center of the dungeon.

Around this prison were Skeleton monsters, stationed to prevent any foolishness.

Jane had no choice but to spend her time in the prison with the dreadful creature growing inside her.

Yet, she wasn’t alone here.

There were a few other adventurers in similar situations.

Of course, all the adventurers were women, and their purpose of use was obvious without needing to be mentioned.

“Are you okay?”

Jane spoke to one of them.

This person was the latest to be brought here, and she was a mage.

Jane, sensing mana herself, knew the identity of the others as mages.

But as if dazed, the person didn’t respond.

They hadn’t spoken since coming here, their eyes empty.

It wasn’t clear if the mage on the other side had lost their mind due to shock.

Jane didn’t want to think about what was happening outside.

She, too, could understand, having once lost her mind.

So, leaning against the gloomy prison walls, Jane closed her eyes.

Today, her belly felt unusually heavy.

“Huh…?

Movement intensified in her previously heavy belly.

Suddenly, pain began to emanate from her abdomen.

The pain extended from her abdomen to her waist and spine.

“Ugh!”

Pressure was felt.

The pressure extended to her lower body.

“Ahh!”

Jane writhed in agony, shouting out.

Simultaneously, the floor became stained with blood.

How much time had passed?

Amidst the pools of red blood, faint green entities began to emerge.

They were not just one.

There were three of them.

“Ahh….”

Jane, regaining her senses, looked at the ‘things’ lying on the floor.

The faint green creatures wriggled and propped themselves up from the floor.

Among the three, the one who emerged first from the world laid a hand on the ground and stood up.

Then, it searched for its nurturing mother and toddled towards her.

It was instinct.

“Go away.”

But for Jane, it was nothing short of a dreadful nightmare.

The approaching creature resembled a goblin.

Though not entirely like them, their skin tone was slightly different.

Rather than being completely green, it was a bit lighter.

Above all, there was a sense of alienation in their faces, as if a mixture of goblin and human features.

It was disgusting.

To think she carried those things inside her.

It was repulsive.

The one that emerged first from the world kept approaching Jane.

But Jane pushed it away.

Shortly after, all the wriggling beings on the floor stood up.

All three of them.

Or should they be called three individuals?

Anyway, they continued to move toward Jane.

It was a survival instinct to approach their nurturing mother.

Above all, they were hungry.

And the mother in front of them could satisfy their hunger.

They persistently approached Jane’s chest, but she pushed them away.

“Go away….”

But giving birth had drained Jane’s strength.

“Please, go away…!”

With her last bit of strength, when Jane shouted, the creatures hesitated in their tracks.

As their mother cried out, they remained still, forgetting their hunger.

“Oh, healthy babies were born?”

And finally, the dungeon’s ruler appeared.

“C-Celia…?”

Having spent a considerable amount of time here, Jane remembered Celia’s name at least.

Since all the monsters followed Celia’s orders, she must be the ruler.

Approaching Jane, Celia spoke.

“You’ve really gone through a lot. I never expected you to give birth to three, but it’s worth the wait.”

Celia sincerely smiled and gently touched Jane’s face.

“Isn’t it too cold toward the babies? Come on, Jane.”

Celia lifted Jane’s chin and met her eyes.

“Think of your childhood, Jane.”

… Childhood?

Certainly, only happy memories.

“What were your parents like, Jane?”

Celia whispered to Jane.

Listening to her words, Jane’s head began to spin.

“Parents….”

“Yes. Jane. What were your parents like? Were they affectionate? Or were they cold to you?”

No, her parents were never cold to her.

They were kind.

They cherished her more than anyone else.

Even when there was little food, her parents always made sure both her and Ronnie had enough to eat.

“…They were kinder than anyone else.”

The answer came from Jane’s lips.

“That’s right. So, Jane, do you know what you should do now?”

In response to Celia’s whisper, Jane looked at the three babies in front of her.

“No… it’s true.”

Jane’s eyes glazed over.

Then she embraced the three babies in front of her.

“My beautiful babies.”

Hope arose in this hellish place.

Jane, who always felt alone, was no longer alone.

She had her own babies now.

With the triplets by her side, she felt confident she could overcome any hardship ahead.

“Well then, I’ll leave it to you from now on, Jane.”

Celia’s words didn’t reach her.

There was only Jane, lost in happy thoughts about how to raise her babies.

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Checking on Jane’s condition, Celia immediately moved to another spot.

“I never expected her to give birth to three.”

Strong magic was felt from Jane’s womb, but she never expected this.

The beings she had given birth to were a hybrid of goblin and human.

They were even half-goblin, half-human beings with mana.

As they grew, they would be of great help in the dungeon.

“Take good care of Jane from now on. She won’t cause any trouble with a simple hint, so we need to make a separate living space for her.”

A skeleton knight nodded in response to Celia’s words.

The plan of the Goblin Guard proposed by Goblin Lord was now underway.

Although she wanted to check on Jane, Celia was busy.

It was Celia’s duty to report to the master that Jane had given birth to half-goblin babies.

In addition to writing the report, Arch Lich and Azmo, who had participated in the social circle, had just returned to the dungeon.

“Tick!”

Arch Lich’s return was splendid.

“Did you bring all this?”

Behind Arch Lich, there was an army of slaves.

And the inventory artifacts he brought contained various equipment and items.

There were even traps useful in the dungeon, so it was a great harvest.

“Tick Tick Tick.”

(All of this is thanks to the grace of our master.)

Arch Lich’s words were not false.

It was all thanks to the actions of the great master.

“As expected, our master is a great one.”

Unfortunately, she couldn’t witness the master’s exploits firsthand, but now wasn’t the only opportunity.

As Celia had plans to eventually summon the great one to this place, she decided to focus on her own duties for now.

“Tick Tick Tick Tick!”

“Did the master give you separate tasks for me?”

Suddenly, any lingering disappointment vanished.

Knowing that the master was always watching over her, Celia’s expression brightened.

“Tick Tick Tick Tick.”

“Indeed.”

Arch Lich continued reading the contents written in the notebook.

Celia nodded along, listening to Arch Lich’s words.

“In short, we need to conduct experiments with priests to find the source of power.”

Arch Lich nodded.

As the dungeon’s overall manager, she was straightforward.

“In that case, two priests won’t be enough.”

“Tick?”

It was a mission handed down by the master himself.

However, with only the two priests Arch Lich brought, there weren’t enough subjects for the experiment.

Wouldn’t having more priests lead to more detailed results?

Surely the great master would want such results.

Celia’s dilemma didn’t last long.

“Then we need to recruit more priests.”

Celia was proud to accurately understand the master’s intentions once again today.