What Do You Mean All Dungeons Are Girls!!!?

The young vampire slave girl was watching the commotion in the middle of the field. Honestly, she didn’t even want to be here. She wanted nothing more right now to be curled up in a bed and sleep. Unfortunately, since she was a slave she didn’t even get a say. Something she was still getting used to. As for the current quest she had no confidence in it going well since her ‘master’ was frankly an idiot, the fact he was wearing dress armor for a quest proves that point. Sure he had talent in charm magic, and alchemy, along with a fair amount of physical strength. Most of that came from the benefits of being the descendant of a hero. Unfortunately, he was a self-entitled asshole who thinks women should worship him.

That was part of what led to her being a slave. She had first met him in the market, she had been pretending to shop for jewels at the time while watching the young women walk by. She wasn’t all that into men, and wanted to try the human method of wooing another girl rather than just charm her like vampires normally do. She just hadn’t found a girl that matched her tastes, yet when he came up to her and tried to charm her into having sex with him. Needless to say, she had rejected him. His response, well he hired some rogues to follow her, and then had her drugged and kidnapped. Before personally branding her and making her have sex with him. Until today though she hadn’t been too worried since her clan would come and rescue her from him sooner or later. Although she had been hoping to escape before that happened since being a slave was rather embarrassing.

Something that was proving difficult since he had imposed so many rules on her. The worst ones were the ones about feeding, which she could even disobey no matter how much she hated them because of the damn slave mark.  The worst part is he seemed to take a perverse pleasure in embarrassing her as much as possible. Then suddenly she heard a voice dripping with venom and looked over to see that her master was at it again. Inviting a young woman to his bed, and judging by the amount venom in her voice she had noticed his use of charm magic. Her master clearly hadn’t expected the response, and judging by what he asked next she guessed he was going to try eliminating the obstacle she had mentioned.

“Really now, who’s the lucky man?” asked her master in a calm charming tone that she knew meant he was anything but calm. She had a good idea of what her master was going to try. Then the woman replied, “I’m with her” and pulled a small girl in front of her. Using analyze one of the few skills she had that wasn’t locked behind her master’s stupid rules, she found to her surprise that the girl was in her twenties. She was only about eighty-five centimeters tall, a lovely pair of silver wings stretched behind her back. Small silvery scales decorated her cheeks and arms. Long black hair that fell to her waist was being kept in a ponytail. She was wearing a nice set of reinforced leather armor that would provide a nice balance between protection and mobility. While the armor did a good job at hiding her chest, the vampires experienced eye easily discerned that she had a nice chest and lovely curves.

Her master sputtered for a couple moments, before replying, “Well that’s even better, let’s have some fun after this quest together. Anyway let me introduce my party, this is Yuna our scout,” he said while indicating the catgirl, “Over there in the mage robes in Talia, and next to her is our healer Ophelia. Finally, this is Reia she is a Blade Mistress,” he said while pushing the vampire slave forward. Then he introduced himself, “As for me I’m Augustus Flamewind, on a quest to unlock my hero’s blood. When I do unlock it I will be the greatest hero to ever walk the land, and surpass even the greatest achievements of my illustrious father. You should be honored to have made my acquaintance.”

“This mission is more than doomed, I’m almost certainly going to get raped by a slime thanks to this idiot,” thought Reia while at the same time Michael thought, “great he is the worst kind of adventurer an arrogant idiot. I’m really screwed now, between him and my title that slime is going to rape me.”

Michael and company then introduced themselves before mingling with the other parties to get to know them. Those introductions went much more smoothly and before long the guild gave them the full briefing and they set out into the woods to hunt a King Slime. The King Slime had been spotted not far from the town, but it was still several hours walk into the woods to reach it. A walk that was rather boring and uneventful since the size of there group meant that most monsters avoided them. Which unfortunately for the women in the group meant they had to deal with Flamewind’s advances.

The first evidence they were getting close to the Slime King came when the number of slimes in the area shot up drastically. Since these slimes were of the aggressive variety they would aggro the group on sight. Like all slimes, they were highly resistant to physical attacks, so enchanted or blessed weapons were a must. Fortunately, these were low-level slimes, so they could be dealt with in a single hit.

Michael's blade sliced through yet another slime and shattered its core. Looking around she noticed that most of the ones in the area had been dealt with. Panting slightly she rested against a tree to let her stamina recover.

“We must be getting close. There must have been hundreds in this group,” said Michael.

“If we aren’t close, then these numbers indicate we may have a problem,” said Delilah.

“They’re just lowly slimes. Nothing to be concerned about,” said Flamewind.

“Numbers this large may mean, that the Slime King is about to evolve. That is very bad news,” replied Delilah.

“It’s just an oversized slime with a penchant for raping girls. Even if it evolves, one swing of my ax and it will be over,” replied Flamewind as he managed to hit one of the last slimes with his oversized ax spraying slime all over the clearing. Most of the adventurers responded with awkward smiles. Michael pushed off the tree she was using and gestured to continue. A couple more swings and last of the slimes in the clearing had been killed and they formed up to follow the path even deeper into the forest. Passing over rocks, and the occasional stray root, they weaved around the trees while keeping an eye out for more slimes.

However, the floor of the forest was quite devoid of leaves and sticks. This was because of the slimes eating all of the organic debris normally found on the floor of a forest. This left them with a nice clean paths to follow. They had been walking for a few minutes when they found another clearing full of slimes, but again no Slime King. This time however there were a few evolved Slimes including a few Slime Lords.

“Crap, some of these slimes have evolved. I think that Slime King might be about to evolve,” said Delilah.

“We better find it quickly before it evolves,” said Mira. Most gave an awkward nod in response, while slipping into a practiced formation. Just as the slimes started rushing them. One of the Slime lords rushed towards Micheal with a number of lesser slimes following it. Her blade glowing with a recent blessing cut through the first slime to reach her. Then she jumped to the left dodging the tentacle that tried to wrap around her. Activating a skill, she rushed the group of slimes and cut through six of them in quick order. The Slime Lord, however, was fast enough, albeit barely to dodge her blade. Forming several tentacles it struck. This time Michael slashed the tentacles severing them and spraying slime about. Taking full advantage of the opening, she thrust her sword into the slime lord and pierced its core killing it instantly.

A quick glance revealed the Delilah was hard-pressed with the slimes rushing her and Michael moved to assist. A flurry of swift and accurate slash brought quick death to the slimes as she tore into them from behind. Sensing she was a greater threat the slimes attacking Delilah switched targets including the pair of Slime Lords she had attacking her. The Slime lords quickly had Michael on the defensive, guarding against their tentacles. However, that only lasted until Delilah cast a spell. A bolt of light tore from her hand and slammed into the slime lord on the left. It disintegrated instantly, Michael then severed the tentacles of the other lord, when it attacked and finished it with a thrust. Giving her a moment's reprieve. That was until a large group of slimes drawn by the fighting started pouring through the trees. There were so many it looked like a sea of slime. Among the Slimes pouring into the area was the Slime King.

The others were quick to notice it as well, and in close proximity to the Slime King were dozens of Slime Lords. As for the king, it was massive more than three times the normal size of a Slime King which was yet another sign it was about to evolve. In fact, it was clearly already in the process of evolving its slime flesh glowing with energy, and merging with some of the Slime Lords near it.

The group leader began to shout orders to deal with the slime, only to be interrupted by Flamewind.

“Finally the cowardly slime shows itself. You lot can deal with the small fry. Watch me as I take care of it,” said Flamewind before charging the Slime King. His comically large ax raised to strike and wreathed in flame. The flame coming from a trait he had been born with. The lesser slimes that rushed him were kicked aside, as he simple weaved out of the way of the Slime lord tentacles. Reaching the king he swung his ax down, and it sunk into the king’s flesh. Only the king had far more health then Flamewind realized, and a much higher magic resistance than his minions. The rend in the Slime Kings flesh began closing as quickly as it formed and then the king wrapped him in tentacles restraining him.

One of the tentacles forced its way into his mouth and the slime king began dissolving him from the inside out. It was a horrifying sight, especially since he was still alive while the king was doing it. Mira who saw it happen, winced she may not have liked the guy, but she didn’t think he deserved this. So she pulled one of the throwing knives on her belt, and threw it with pinpoint accuracy. The blade struck true, and pierced his flimsy excuse for armor to sink into his heart. He died a couple seconds later, a look of terror on his face.

Then suddenly the glow of the Slime King intensified into a blinding flash. When the light vanished, the Slime King was no longer there and in its place stood a Slime Emperor. A terrible existence that stood above the already fearsome Slime King. The notification they got however made it even worse than a normal one.

“Crap,” muttered Michael it had evolved and she knew this was going to be a very tough fight, now. Especially since the system ranked it up to a regional boss and gave it a name. At the same moment, Flamewind’s slaves were internally celebrating the fact that their master was dead.