Frieren And Fern - In The Lewd Dungeon

"Mistress Frieren! Stop enjoying it!" Fern unleashed a barrage of mana, obliterating the Mimic in a shower of golden sparks.

"I am focusing! I am focusing on how much I hate this!" Fern shouted, her ears glowing red. Frieren and Fern in the Lewd Dungeon

"Mistress Frieren, this is unacceptable," Fern whispered, her face turning a deep shade of crimson as she clutched her staff to her chest. "Mistress Frieren

As they descended, the traps weren't lethal, but they were certainly "lewd" by design. They encountered "Tickle Slimes" that targeted sensitive joints and "Binding Vines" that seemed more interested in lifting Fern’s skirt than tripping her. Fern spent most of the time firing I am focusing on how much I hate this

Frieren, however, looked down at her now-visible stockings and tunic with a blank expression. "It’s just a mana-reactive field, Fern. It’s quite efficient. Besides, the grimoire is at the bottom of the tenth floor."