Dungeon of Niflheim

408 Chapter 408: The dungeon vault

Frost exited his bedroom alone when morning came; a bright smile adorned his face revealing his ecstatic mood.

Last night and the majority of the early morning was simply amazing. He’d never felt such intense pleasure nor such closeness with someone. It was a shame that he needed to handle a few things and give his partner a break otherwise he would have likely not left the bedroom for days.

He looked back into the room; Maya was there splayed out on her stomach with her ample butt hovering and trembling in the air. The thin bed sheets failing to cover her sexy figure.

She was awake and glaring at her lover with incandescent rage out of the corner of her eyes. Her entire body was in agony, every slight movement sending ripples of pain and tingles of pleasure.

Seeing her fury as well as her inability to move brought a mischievous grin to Frost’s face. Instead of leaving the bedroom he returned to Maya’s side and placed his hands on her trembling backside eliciting a yelp from her and an even more aggressive glare, a few tears even dripped from her eyes.

“.....Bastard!” Maya uttered under her breath as Frost started caressing her.

‘Didn’t this asshole touch my ass enough last night?’

Frost’s mischievous smile grew as did the strength in his fingers.

“Ahhhnnnnnn!” An erotic moan escaped Maya’s lips in response.

.....

“Sorry Maya I didn’t quite catch that hehehehe.”

“....BASTARD! BASTARD! BASTARD!” Maya ignored the pain and pleasure for a second to roar out her anguish. This was followed by another moan and the collapse of the arch she formed.

Frost relinquished his pervasive grip and leaned over to whisper in Maya’s ear.

“Now now you shouldn’t yell out so aggressively. You need to rest up and recover.” Frost then gently bit Maya’s earlobe.

“I’ve got a few things to handle but once I’m done we can continue where we left off slap!” After finishing his sentence Frost slapped Maya’s ass causing her to tremble violently and glare at him in wrath. He then sauntered out the bedroom with a prideful smile, his heart filled with satisfaction.

Maya however felt a wave of fear.

‘Damn insatiable bastard!’ She internally screamed but smiled at the same time before closing her eyes and taking Frost’s advice. She was unable to use magic in her current state thus the only recourse was to relax and recover naturally.

The private space’s living room was silent, Nanna and Loki were still sound asleep in their own room and Kiba was back on the frontlines, it was just him.

Frost sat on the sofa and brought up the dungeon menu so as to ascertain the dungeon’s current state.

“Hoh my DP’s now north of 200k, guess it’ll be time to expand once again.” He briefly glimpsed over the data provided. Thanks to the ronsos and their leader Khuno losses had been kept to a minimum, less than twenty deaths since he and Maya engaged in their intimate activities.

As Frost was perusing the menu something refracted the light grabbing his attention.

“If I’m not mistaken those are...” Frost closed the dungeon menu and reached towards the nearby coffee table. Sitting there was the two purified curse crystals as well as the high quality ectoplasm. A strange semi liquid/solid substance that held high quantities of mana. A brilliant conductor for magic devices and arrays. Such material is always highly sought after as it provides a much greater effect than monster blood and the regular magic ink used. Frost knew of this already, so he was more than pleased, the purified crystals however puzzled him.

Frost picked up the two crystals that were pretty much translucent revealing their purity. Cursed crystals were generally grey or sometimes even black given their relationship with the death element, these two however were void of that energy, completely empty and inert.

“Strange they feel like regular crystals without any special properties but there’s something there at the same time.” Frost sported a curious look as he fiddled around with the crystals trying to find out something about them. His inherent knowledge and that which he learned from the many books he purchased never mentioned anything about the cursed crystals being purified like this.

“I wonder what you can do?” Frost placed the two crystals back down on the table and was about to begin a round of experiments before.

“Master are you free?” Findlay’s voice could be heard.

“Yes what is it?”

“We’ve ran into a bit of an issue master; we could use you down here.” Findlay reported with a rather awkward tone. He’d actually tried to contact Frost earlier but for some reason was immediately blocked, the same thing happened with Maya thus his mind had wandered a bit.

“I’ll be right there.” Frost ended the communication and instantly teleported to where Findlay was currently stationed.

The second section of the first floor, the winter forest.

Dozens of monsters could be seen carting off the materials retrieved from the corpses littering the ground whereas another group were doing their best to repair the significantly damaged bunkers. Replacing the wooden posts, upper defending branches as well as the ice and stone walls that were reinforcing key areas.

The last wave ended less than and hour ago and caused a fair amount of chaos. Armoured monsters with hefty defences and powerful charging abilities smashed through or ripped apart chunks of the bunkers exposing those inside. Thankfully their destructive power was more adept at destroying stationary objects making the losses in terms of life rather low.

Frost frowned the moment the devastation came into view, the secondary defence zone likely wouldn’t last much longer. They’d be forced to fall back to the tertiary defence zones which unfortunately weren’t as developed as the first and secondary ones. Frost couldn’t help but feel a little daunted, he had no idea how much of the late stages he’d have to endure with the dungeon. Maya mentioned that it’d be unlikely for a B-rank to make its way towards them and that the remaining monsters would be under strict control thanks to their presence but there was always that chance.

“Master.”

“Master.” Both Findlay and Khuno were on the scene and performed a military salute the moment Frost arrived.

“Is this the issue, the damage to the secondary defence zone has become too much and you wish to fall back to the artic castle?”

Findlay and Khuno looked at one another before Findlay sighed.

“No master that’s not the issue.” Findlay shook his head before gesturing towards the dismantling corps -who were now only targeting the higher ranked corpses, the dungeon was set to cut up the rest.

“The dungeon vault is full master; it’s no longer accepting the materials retrieved by the dismantling team.

“What?” Frost blinked a few times in confusion.

‘The vault is full.’ The dungeon like the private space and the training area had a designated vault that allowed Frost to store any and all things within such as the ice and metal spawned by the mines, the equipment dropped by adventurers and of course the useful materials retrieved from the corpses of the invading monster stampede.

Frost had been siphoning off tons and tons of stuff into the vault since the stampede started and the fact that it may have a limit completely eluded his thinking once the stampede was in full procession, too many other issues to manage.

Frost felt a headache coming on, he held his forehead as he processed this information.

“When did this start happening?” While asking this question Frost brought up the dungeon menu to ascertain the situation better.

“Around 5 minutes after we started storing this wave’s materials. Khuno and I ordered the dungeon to move the assigned materials into the dungeon vault as per usual, but this time it didn’t work. After several tries an error message appeared on the dungeon menu saying that there was no space left.” Findlay reported their findings while Khuno showed an example.

Frost tried the same and saw the error message mentioned by Findlay.

[No more space in the dungeon vault, please remove something and or expand the vault].

“Expand the vault, I can do that?” Frost smiled before realising that such a possibility was obvious. He could pretty much do anything in the dungeon as long as he paid some DP.

Such an option was an advanced feature so Findlay and Khuno didn’t have access thus they required Frost, the true owner of the dungeon to take action.

After 10 minutes of going back and forth throughout the expansive menu Frost finally found what he was looking for.

‘The menu could really do with some kind of search bar and or quick access to more specific sections.’ He’d been alive and interacting with the dungeon menu for the past 3 months, but he still didn’t know the true gravity of what it could do.

The dungeon’s vault could be expanded through the use of DP, but it wasn’t in terms of size but in terms of the weight it could accommodate. An extra 5 tons cost 15,000DP quite the price tag however there was another way.

“Guess fate really is telling me to expand.” Every additional floor would grant an extra 10 tons of storage. Right now there was six floors in the dungeon thus the limit was 60 tons, a fair amount but considering the number of materials passing through the dungeon’s doors the past few weeks it was inevitable that they’d reach the limit. 15,000DP would get him 5 extra tons or he could spend 15,000DP on a new floor to get an additional 10 tons. The choice was clear.

“Don’t worry about the storage limit, have the dismantlers continue their work. I’ll create some new floors in a bit thus expanding the vault.”