Reincarnated as a Son of the Sword Saint and the Sage

Awide rectangular Portal, wide enough to be walked by three people abreast, that linked the gazebo and a certain location was conjured in front of us. From here, we could see a wide flatland on the other side of the Portal.

"Shall we?"

"Sure."

Mom and Mother then locked their arms with mine before we made our steps toward the Portal. And in a matter of seconds, the three of us skipped the immense distance between our residence and the dungeon and successfully transported ourselves.

"Okay, we are here."

"Ahh," Mom took a deep breath, "what a nostalgic feeling..."

"Indeed, Claire. It has been a long time since we were inside a dungeon."

In front of us was a vast grassland that was surrounded by walls. From their reactions, Mom and Mother must have been reminiscing about their adventurer days.

"By the way, Raphael." Mom then slightly tightened the lock of her arm on mine. "We are inside the dungeon, right?"

"Correct, Mom. The 60th Floor, to be exact."

"So, how were you able to teleport directly inside a dungeon."

"Just a secret of mine, Mom."

"You have been hiding a lot of things behind us." Mother said. "I wonder what the other things are that you hide?"

"He he."

The Portal was actually connected to a certain Floor inside the dungeon, a place where nothing could pass from the outside world.

As for how I managed to slip through the absolute wall, I utilized the Mystic Artist unique skill and imbued the Portal with the multiversal properties of the Akashvani, formerly the Computerized Mind unique skill.

Using that combination, I could get inside and outside of any dungeon or travel between dungeons at will. Hypothetically, I could use that technique to travel back to Earth, but I chose not to, unless I needed to.

"Now then, mothers, please take a look at this."

"Ohh."

Once we turned around, a gardenless white mansion stood a hundred meters in front of us. Not as grandiose and intricate as ours, but could still be compared to the rental ones at the Imperial Capital.

"Wow, Raphael." Mother looked at the mansion's exteriors. "Did you build that on your own?"

"Well, no, but actually yes."

"Huh?"

We were currently looking at the mansion that my female clones and I had built on the 60th Floor of the dungeon. Even though it was built by four people, their minds came from mine, so we counted as one.

The house on the 30th Floor was decent but certainly not suitable to be lodged by people of high status, especially my two precious mothers. That was why we decided to build a new abode on the present deepest Floor, the sixtieth.

The reason it did not possess a garden was to relocate it more easily if more Floors were conquered. My Inventory was more than enough to carry the whole mansion along with its septic systems.

"This mansion was newly built and has not been visited or lodged by anyone yet; you two would be the first ones. Do you want to explore the mansion first before meeting them?"

"Of course, lead the way, Raphael."

"Okay. This way, mothers."

On my lead, we went inside and guided Mom and Mother throughout the mansion. By the way, the girls were on the 30th Floor and are currently waiting to be fetched by me to get here.

The mansion had three stories like our mansion at home and functioned almost the same. The first floor was for living and dining, the second for private quarters, and the topmost was for the workplaces.

Compared to the villa that was built in the empire, the mansion was notably larger. And since it was built to be used as an abode, unlike the villa, which was only for lodging, there were plenty of private chambers constructed on the second floor.

We inspected the chambers and the facilities of the mansion and tried some of them. My clones and I made some of the facilities modern, such as a gym and a room for beauty care. So mothers took some time to get used to them.

Mom and Mother seemed to be enjoying and amusing themselves as I introduced the facilities and rooms of the mansion. We spent most of our time in the shower, where we even had a brief moment of vertical intimacy.

And after almost an hour, my tour guide finished, and we were currently relaxing in the windowless parlor on the first floor.

"That was fun." Mother, who was in her new set of clothes and had just finished drying her silky hair, said as she sat on a sofa with Mom. "Raphael really had brilliant ideas."

"Indeed." Mom nodded. "And this coffee beverage that you brew really is aromatic. Its bitterness is just right for my taste."

"But I preferred to drink it with sugar and milk." Mother uttered, then took a sip of her coffee milk.

"I am glad that you like it."

A few months ago, I kind of missed the aroma of coffee and was craving its strong flavor. Unfortunately, I had not seen or heard of it in the market on this continent, not even in the black market.

The migrants did not know or recognize what coffee was, so they basically did not bring even a bean with them. That was why I started looking for it around the world since then.

Luckily, I had found some coffee trees growing in the tropical regions of the forest. I uprooted quite a lot of trees, since no one owned them anyway, and planted them on the 30th Floor.

And since they grew in the tropics, I had to use my unique skills Botanist and Organic Domination, and do artificial selection to modify their genetic traits so the trees could survive in colder regions.

(Why should undergo natural selection when you can skip the whole process?)

I also gave a few trees to the villagers for them to cultivate and had Azrael teach them how to make coffee products. I had forecast that coffee might become a big hit in the future, so there was no problem if I tried to have a monopoly on it.