"Argh, this is so dreadfully dull! The same enchantment, the same pieces of armor, the same type of weapons..! By the Gods this is driving me insane!"
Gently putting down the Magic Pen, I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed, unable to bring myself to enchant another piece of armor or another weapon of any kind, my Core running low on mana while my patience was getting thinner and thinner with each and every enchantment I placed.
"Well... I would say the variety should be doing enough to keep you interested and 'fresh', but uh... apparently that's not the case huh?"
Opening my eyes, I glared over at Anput as she placed yet another finished piece of armor in front of me, adding to the backlog of things that required my attention and expertise and fueling my 'anger' even more, which I made known as I grabbed her hand and held her in place.
"I had best be getting some real~ good attention and loving after this damnit!"
Raising a brow at me, Anput looked into my eyes for a few moments before looking away with a small smile as she said "You sound more like the futa here than I do, demanding sex so easily and openly~! But... if that's your wish, my love, I'll ensure you can't walk properly tomorrow morn, if that is what you desire..."
"It is, so make sure it happens!"
Releasing her hand, I huffed grabbed the vial of mana potion laying on the ground beside me, uncorking it and downing the blue liquid to replenish my Core, only to close my eyes and meditate for a few moments to absorb some more mana from the air around us as well as maximize the gains of the potion too.
Night had descended long ago, and food was still being prepared as the humans scrounged together everything that they had gathered during our absence as well as some of the excess meat we had brought with us from the most recent kills inside of the Grottos.
Leraie and Lucy were busy in the kitchens with some of the other Demons and humans, making a large quantity of food to celebrate our return to safety and restore moral now that the battle hungry Demons were being taken away from their favorite pastime of battling incredibly dangerous monsters because it was just 'fun'.
Now that we were here to properly rest and recuperate, the others were lounging around and napping already, with Jahi leading the way as she dozed atop one of the crates, sprawled out and 'guarding' our goods by simply sleeping on top of them like a dragon of some kind from the fairytales.
Regenerating my mana didn't take too long, so I picked my Magic Pen back up and got to work on the next cuirass, flipping it over and beginning to engrave the various runes I had picked out for the armor pieces; the obvious battery, a minor self repair enchantment, a hardening enchantment, durability enchantment...
There were a lot of runes that I needed to etch into the leather, but they were all barely medium grade enchantments at best - both because that was what this leather could handle to be overall rather good, but also because my repertoire with armor enchantments was regretfully shallow compared to what I could do with weaponry.
And like I had said, it wasn't the complexity of the runes nor the amount of them that was driving me crazy, but the repetition of doing the exact same enchantments on the exact same gear that was being made; it was mindless 'slop' that drained all creativity and joy from me, but knowing that the result was a host of Demons fully kitted out in enchanted gear ready to go butcher a Fiend for some experience made it worth it in the long run.
It was just that short run that was proving to be meddlesome to me, and I couldn't help but sigh again as I picked up the next cuirass and began to do the same as I did before, all while Anput hammered away at the anvil beside me as she started on getting the weapons churned out now instead, switching to keep her own mind fresh.
Meanwhile, Leone worked alongside Ammit to produce another vat of regenerative potion that we would be 'spiking' each meal with to ensure our bodies were completely healed, as well as getting some other general potions prepared for the fights to come, which was going to be a test of endurance too since we wanted to ignore the general materials and focus only on the higher quality things that we could find in the Dungeon.
Having everything gathered in one place, being able to work on it all, knowing that the next day was just one to relax and not one that needed to be spent hunting monsters and battling against whatever we came across.
When dinner was ready, I was granted reprieve from my enchanting hell and brought to a heaven of sorts where there was piles of meat standing tall on a plate that was carried over to me by an excited, hungry Demoness, only for me to sigh as I noticed a distinct lack of anything green on the plate, causing the Demoness to scurry away before I could reprimand her for an unbalanced meal.
But... as I stared down at the seared steak, grilled chicken and roasted venison, I... really couldn't complain as I just began to gnaw on each, wanting to replenish my strength and mental fortitude through this rather crude method of just devouring more meat than I should eat, though that was something that no one else shared as they too just dug in without any issues...
though I guess Leone was like me in that regard to, though her 'resilience' to an all meat diet was nowhere near my own.
Maybe because she also was drinking from Jahi's wrist at the moment, so her actual 'needs' were being met I guess...