My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

Since the fairies wanted to help, I wouldn’t turn them down. I knew I couldn’t expect them to fight at the level of Astria or Celeste, but their magical ability and monster-like nature should put them at the level of a soldier, at least. They also had more reason to fight than anyone. They were dependent on the fairy fountain. If it was taken over by King Roth, they would likely be turned into his slaves, forced to run the fountain for his benefit. They might even end up becoming part of his harem.

It had been Roth who had destroyed the first fairy fountain, and even if none of these fairies had been alive for that, in some ways their relation to Astria gave them an impression of it all. Deep down, they wanted vengeance, and it would be cruel to deny it to them. If they died, they should be able to be resurrected just like anyone else. Their souls and bodies had already been altered by my dungeon too much to be like normal fairies any longer. So, I sent them to register their mana signature with Miki, and left it at that.

There was one final group that I had put off. With the wave of a hand, I created a portal in the spot we discussed. A few moments later, Bernice stepped through. She was wearing armor that obscured her sexuality, very similar to what she wore when she fought as a gladiator. If I didn’t know she was a woman, I would have been excused for being confused. Although, most people in Alerith knew that Bernard and Bernice were the same people at this point.

“My lord, I almost thought that you were going to forget about me.” Bernice declared somewhat nervously.

“I would never forget about you,” I replied, causing her to blush a bit.

I wasn’t trying to be suave. We did need every soldier we could get. There was no way I would have forgotten about her. I would have gone to fetch Carmine too if I didn’t fear that I’d end up wrapped into some other event. I had experienced far too many distractions to realize that a quick trip to a city across the nation was never a quick trip. I couldn’t afford to take on a side quest at this point.

A group of people came out of the portal behind Bernice. They were nearly as varied in appearance as the fairies, although there were both men and women in this group. Despite myself, I realized that I had been looking among the faces eagerly for a certain one. When I didn’t see her, I couldn’t help but feel just a bit of melancholy. Lydia hadn’t come. Even if she didn’t remember a thing about me, I had hoped that once she woke, she might decide to join the others in defending Chalm. It turned out that my hope had been in vain.

In the end, I ended up with another two hundred soldiers. These were mostly gladiators and underground fighters used to a one-to-one fight, not a battle where they had to take orders. They came for money and the chance of becoming a knight.

“Report to Xin. She’ll get you settled in your units.” I declared, sending them off.

That was it. We were all there. Progress continued through the night. It was early in the morning when I received a call back through Slave Communication.

“Master, they’ve arrived!”

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