The professor jolted awake and looked around frantically for a moment when my shaman knocked. After seeing where she was she looked depressed. “Damn. Guess everything that happened yesterday wasn’t a dream.” Well that sucked to hear her say. Then again she was a captive in a dungeon so I couldn’t exactly blame her.

She got out of bed and answered the door. “Master tell me wake you and show how hot water work.” The shaman said happily. Apparently the professor wasn’t a morning person because she just looked at the shaman groggily for a moment before nodding and moving to follow him. Shaman Skullshaker didn’t care though. He happily marched into the bathroom and turned one of the knobs.

“You wait water get hot.” The shaman said. Thirty seconds later the water started steaming. “See water hot now. Master leave other stuff for you.” The shaman said and pointed at the towel with various toiletries piled on top that was sitting next to the sink.

The professor looked a bit more awake. “Huh usually I’m a light sleeper. I’m guessing he used that materialization power of his to do all this while I was sleeping?”

“I no understand. Master say yes though. You take bath now. You need stuff you tell master.” The shaman said and then promptly left.

“Well I’m glad he had all this. I certainly didn’t pack for an overnight stay.” The professor said and then walked over to the bathtub. She carefully adjusted the knobs a bit. Then walked over to the sink and brushed her teeth while the bathtub filled.

Once the bathtub was filled she started taking off all her clothes. I looked on ecstatically as she removed everything and got into the bath. She easily had the best body I had seen naked. My mind was wholly focused on that bathroom. Even if the sheriff returned with an army I would have found it hard to divert my attention. In fact I found myself starting to regret the promise I had made last night.

I would have had no problem if she had spent the next hour in the tub, or even the rest of the day. Unfortunately the professor seemed to be in a bit of a hurry. In under fifteen minutes she was out of the bathtub and getting dressed.

“Huh looks like he didn’t have a brush.” She said as she was drying her hair. I knew I had been forgetting something. I opened up the shop and purchased a brush. A couple seconds later a copy appeared with a soft clatter on the counter.

The professor stared at the brush for a moment. Then slowly reached out and picked it up. “Wait a second. Are you watching me?” She suddenly said angrily looking at the door leading towards my core. I had definitely just screwed up.

She stormed out of the bathroom without brushing her hair. A couple seconds later she angrily slapped a hand against my crystal. “Answer me. Were you just watching me?”

I mentally gulped. “Y-Ye-Yes. But I’m not some pervert or something. I just happen to see everything happening in my dungeon.” I said nervously.

She glared at me. “You see everything that happens in my dungeon. So not only were you watching when I was taking a bath but also every time I went to the bathroom?”

“N-N-No. I kind of looked away those times.” I instantly answered without thinking.

Suddenly her glare turned furious. “So you can look away. Why the hell were you watching me in the bath then?” She shouted angrily.

This wasn’t really going how I imagined it would if she found out. “It’s not that simple. I have to actually concentrate on not looking. And even then I can only do it for a few minutes.” I tried to explain.

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“Well then you could have told me. I could have taken a really fast bath then.” She said still just as angry.

“I didn’t tell you because I was pretty sure that I would end up failing. I’m not sure that I can look away from something that I want to watch. And I really, really, really wanted to watch you taking a bath.” I admitted.

The professor seemed to have calmed down a bit now. In fact she was blushing a tiny bit in embarrassment. “Just don’t do it again.” She said angrily and then turned around and stormed back to the room. At least since I couldn’t talk to her any longer I didn’t have to decide whether I should tell her that I had every intention of watching her again.

By this time my goblins had finally roused themselves. I ordered them back to work. Right now they were working on the eighth main room of the dungeon. I also had them working on a third room for the goblin lair.

I had no idea how goblins bred, but I was hoping that some of the female goblins were pregnant by this time. Although I wasn’t sure how dying and respawning would change the process. I was looking forward to the possibility of having goblins that I only had to equip instead of having to use mana to create. Considering how often my goblins had celebrated I was betting on having baby goblins in my dungeon at some point. So the plan was to turn the second goblin lair room into a sort of nursery. Although I’d probably move that room further back into the dungeon as more goblin rooms were added.

The professor finished brushing her hair and then stormed past my crystal without even looking at it. Apparently she was still really angry with me. She made a beeline for her equipment and started working again. I was going to have to figure out some way to apologize.

I spent the next few hours pondering the issue and practicing magic. I still hadn’t come up with a solution by the time that my goblins and orc started respawning. I actually got distracted from my problems for a moment as the goblin that became a berserker respawned. Comparing it to the goblin next to it there was a clear difference in size. The berserker appeared just a tiny bit taller and significantly more muscular. This was confirmed when I looked at its attributes.

Male Goblin Berserker – level 3

Equipment:

Primitive Spear

Axe

Leather Armor (2 armor)

Attributes:

Strength – 7

Constitution – 5

Dexterity – 5

Intelligence – 3

Wisdom – 2

Charisma - 1

Luck – 1

Skills:

Rage – During battle goblin berserker ignores non-fatal wounds. Has a chance to continue attacking enemies even after they are already dead.

I was kind of surprised to see that it was almost as strong as Chief Sharpstick. Although I wondered how much the fact that the goblin berserker was level three had to do with that. I pulled up the goblin bosses stats to compare.

Male Goblin – Chief Sharpstick – Level 4

Equipment:

Primitive Spear

Axe

Leather Armor (2 armor)

Attributes:

Strength – 12

Constitution – 10

Dexterity – 12

Intelligence – 8

Wisdom – 6

Charisma - 2

Luck - 2

It was pretty clear looking at the improved stats that leveling up did have an effect. It looked like the main difference in attributes was because of the levels not the variant. I was thinking this was because the berserker which had gained two levels had exactly four attribute points more than a regular level one goblin. Chief Sharpstick had an entire twelve points more. But divided in half that was six points. Which was also two attribute points per level he had gained.

More excitingly, I saw that Chief Sharpstick had gained a bit of intelligence and wisdom. Maybe it was possible that my goblins would eventually have intelligence matching humans. They would probably never be towering intellects. But it would be nice if I often didn’t have to explain almost everything to them more than once.