Dungeon Farming: Reborn as a Dungeon Lord, cultivating life inside a cave. - Chapter 90：The Dungeon Lord puppies army.

Hmm… Ahh…. Did I die and reached paradise?

A mofu-mofu paradise. (mofu-mofu = fluffy)

Every part of my body is covered by some fluffy things whose true form I cant identify.

I try to move but with all those fluffy things covering me, their combined weight makes moving harder.

Suddenly I feel something hot and wet passing through the hand that I just moved.

This feeling….it feel like….someone licking me!?

I open my eyes but one of those fluffy things is covering my face.

Hell! Are they trying to suffocate me!?

I gather my strength and lift my body all at once, throwing the things over me to the side.

“Ayn!?”

The wolf puppy complains making an odd sound.

What is going on here?

I look around and find myself covered by the wolf puppies who I summoned before. They seem to be acting as if I was their mother, sleeping all over me.

This is wrong in so many ways that I can’t even find strength in me to complain….

Sigh…

Well, at least the battle is over.

I look around and find hundreds of armor pieces spread through the corridor. Their owners were absorbed by the Dungeon, leaving only the armors behind.

Damn! They could at least have organized these!

I look at my clothes and my brand new shirt has been promoted to rags.

T_T Damn you orcs! You will pay for this!!!

The leg armor is still fine, with only a few scratches and dust on it. My helmet? I forgot to put it before the battle, so its perfectly fine. As for my gloves, they are also fine. As expected of summoned equipment! Expansive but quite durable! Maybe I should summon another armor…

No. Let’s get a Blacksmith. It will be better in the long term, and we got plenty of iron to recycle from all the armors and weapons around me.

As I got up, the puppies around me woke up as well and looked at me with curious eyes as if asking “what are we going to play now?”

Sorry but I got no time to play with you at all.

Gathering mana on the ground I made some stairs to climb the wall. On top of it a scared elf greeted me.

“H-h-hello, sir Plate. I-it’s good to have you w-with us.”

“Hello. Stone?”

“Unfortunately sir Stone wasn’t able to survive…”

Damn! I still had some hope but it seems like the worst truly happened…

“I see. I’m sorry to hear that. Stone was a brave man.”

“Y-yes sir. He was a true warrior.”

“All right, so, who is leading you now that Stone is gone?”

“Y-you, sir…”

“What!?”

“It’s you, sir. sir Stone and his second in command, sir Trey, have died. Our Princess is locked in her room, refusing to see anyone. Miss Michela refuses to take command, saying her only duty is guarding the Princess…”

I don’t like where this is going…

“The Rose misses also rejected and told us to elect you instead. And since there are no more nobles among us, we decided to accept their advise and wait for you.”

Urgh….such a headache…

“Is that so? Hmm… What’s your name, soldier?”

“M-M-Marcel, sir.”

“Alright, Mamamarcel. Right now I promote you to my Secretary.”

“B-but sir. I-”

“Shut up! You said you would follow me, now start obeying me!”

“Yes, sir!”

“Anything the elves camp need you will try to solve, and if you can’t, come to me for further instructions. Second, if I need the elves to do something, you will be responsible to organize and instruct them. Understood?”

“…yes, sir…”

“I didn’t hear it! Understood!?”

“Yes, sir!”

“Good! Now your first order, organize a group of able bodies to retrieve all the armors and weapons spread through the Dungeon and pile them up near the first floor stairs!”

“Understood!”

Great, one less problem.

Next, let’s find a place to put all these puppies.

They will need food and water…

Maybe I should put them close to the second farm…

As I entered the farming camp I noticed the mood suddenly change, from one of peaceful and tranquility to one of dread and panic. People stopped whatever they were doing and run to their shelter as fast as they could while carrying their children in their arms.

“?? What is going on??”

Then I looked behind me and the puppies were looking at the people running as if they were not people but food.

Oh….

I turned to the puppies and said in a loud voice:

“Stop! Those are not food! You can only attack the green fat ones, understood!?”

The wolves started to complain, so I grabbed my war hammer and hit it on the ground, making a loud sound and shouted.

“I SAID NO!”

Right then, all puppies laid on the floor with their heads and ears down and their tails between their legs in a sign of submission.

“Good. Now follow me.”

Passing through the farming camp, warehouse and second farming camp, I reached the east wall and opened a big room of the same size of the refugees camp. Then I put a bit basin in the middle to store water and made a door to lock them in.

“This will be your new house! Just wait patiently and I will bring food and water.”

“””Woof!”””

Sigh… at least they seem to understand what I say.

I wish Ruyk was here. He would be the perfect feed the wolves, I mean, perfect feeder.

While playing around with the memory of my first true companion, I went back to the farming camp.

Right now it was not time to lament, but time to prepare.

Yes, we won this battle. But War was far from over and we had a lot of preparations to do.

That said, it seems its time to talk to Bia again.