I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)

Chapter 106 - The Art of Deception

"Well then. What are we going to do now?" I ask with the war hammer still resting on my shoulder.

The queen eyes me attentively while clutching her bone staff. I wonder what kind of magic she can use, but I will also be happy if she doesn't get the chance to show me. Overcoming her soldiers is not a big deal. With magic, you never know what to expect.

"Do you swear to leave our lair in peace after I fulfil your demand?" the big-tittied spider woman asks with a note of uncertainty.

"Yes."

She nods as some of her muscles slowly relax. "Good. I will bring you a—"

"No."

All the tension returns immediately after I interrupt her. The queen looks at me warily, either unsure of how to proceed or waiting for me to continue.

I smirk at her. "You rejected my initial offer. It is only natural that I come up with another after factoring in the hospitality you have shown me."

The chamber stays silent for a brief moment. Only the occasional scratching of the pointy legs of the many Arachnes present around us breaks it. Not seeing her objecting, I move on.

"Don't worry. I'm not an unreasonable man. The essence of my request remains the same. I want one Arachne for all the trouble. But, I will be choosing which one. I can't have you throwing at me some weak, handicapped slave worker to get rid of them, right?"

The queen's ladylike lips form a thin line as she keeps drilling into me with her eight pitch-black eyes. She clearly isn't happy but also doesn't seem to be stupid.

I grin at her. "Call everyone here. And I mean everyone. If I find out that you hid even a single person from me, I'm going to collapse this whole cave system with all of you still inside. And don't think you can escape. There are seven more people just like me waiting for my return at the edge of your territory. We don't want them here, do we?"

Her biggest pair of eyes widen considerably and a faint shiver passes through her big body. The queen starts to shout orders immediately after I finish. Many worker and soldier Arachnes skitter to multiple exits leading out of the throne chamber. I hope it's big enough to fit all of them.

In the meanwhile, I walk away to give the queen some space and take care of my appearance. I shouldn't leave all this blue on me for too long. I can't get everything off me with Livelihood Magic, but most of it is enough.

The worker spider women clean up the room too, dragging away the mutilated corpses and even trying to scrub the dark blood off the floors and walls with a fluffy version of their webs. It's fascinating to watch them walk over the vertical surfaces or hang in the air from their spider halves while working. If only this tribe wasn't so aggressive.

Slowly but surely, the spacious cavern fills with various Arachnes. I can more or less notice the division of roles thanks to that. Workers make up the biggest chunk of this community, followed by soldiers, elite soldiers, sentries, and the queen.

Then, a whole avalanche of tiny skittering noises echoes into the throne room from a few exits. I turn my eyes towards one, and at that moment, a flood of the dog-sized guys I have murdered earlier pours into the chamber.

I shudder at the countless little spiders running out of the tunnels and climbing up on the walls, covering them more and more with their creepy arachnid bodies. The numbers are insane. She really is bringing everyone, including what I think are the grunts or pets.

Ten minutes is what it takes for the commotion to finally come to a still. No more spiders or spider women walk into the throne chamber. It's filled almost to the brim, including the walls and ceiling. It gives me serious creeps to be literally surrounded by so many of the skitterers but I try not to show it.