Chapter 106: Patience
With a little less than a day passing since their arrival in the cave, Vahn and Grayfia were relaxing near the periphery of its near-perennial rays of sunshine when its delicate beams gained a prominent and beautiful blue hue. At the same time, the world and sky outside darkened, the result of a near-total solar eclipse that cast the entire floor in mystical blue light.
"Looks like it's beginning..." remarked Vahn, feeling the ground tremble as a cacophony of roars and the sounds of a stampede echoed from outside the cave. Ordinarily, it would be loud enough to knock the average person unconscious, but thanks to the barrier Grayfia had erected, the chorus of violence and destruction sounded distant, muffled.
"Nn...and if everything progresses as planned, Lady Venelana is virtually guaranteed to be yours..." teased Grayfia, her silvery eyes reflecting the crops Vahn had planted earlier, analyzing how they absorbed the light of the Blue Moon as well as the mana and nutrients from the environment to grow at a rate visible to the naked eye.
"You make me sound like an unscrupulous man..." hummed Vahn, gently fondling Grayfia's breasts as she was seated in his lap, reclining against him in a comfortable lounge chair. At nearly that exact same moment, a large shadow passed over the eclipsed sun, drawing their gazes to the silhouette of a black dragon soaring through the sky with the eclipsed sun as a backdrop, followed by a loud, intimidating dragon's roar that caused most of the chaos encompassing the floor to settle.
"What do you plan to do with Aileen...?" asked Grayfia, referring to the dragon that had just flown overhead.
"For now, we'll just focus on growing crops until one absorbs the energy of the Blue Moon," responded Vahn. "Once she becomes aware of us, I'll hopefully be able to become a Dungeon Farmer. Then, once we increase our rapport with her, I'll offer to mend her condition and hopefully be able to negotiate with her family to secure this floor and the crops we produce as the backbone of our transdimensional travel and support agency..."
"Though..." added Vahn, lifting up and gently squeezing Grayfia's breasts together as he admitted, "I'm also fine with just taking things slow. That's the reason I chose this world. Alongside farming, I plan to pick up forging, woodworking, and a variety of hands-on skills..."
"You are good with your hands..." affirmed Grayfia, turning her head and raising her face as she could sense that Vahn wanted to kiss her. Shortly after that, she and Vahn retired to their cabin, allowing the seeds he had sown to grow in peace while he planted his own deep within her womb...
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