My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem - My Dungeon Life – Chapter 1142-1144

Chapter 1142

I was standing in a massive field. A dark sky with ominous clouds broiled overhead. To either side, the landscape seemed to stretch out as far as the eye could see, which wasn’t very far because it was so dark. I was standing on a cobblestone path, that seemed to stretch on into the distance. I moved my hand toward the grass and found it stop where the cobblestone path ended. There was an invisible wall, or rather, the wall was an illusion of a field. The cobblestone path was the only part of this that existed. It only resembled a massive field, but in reality, it was just a corridor like most regular dungeons.

A drop of liquid fell on my cheek. Then another drop fell, and more followed. A light drizzle began. The rain was slightly warm, even though the darkness looked so cold. I glanced up, reaching with my hand. I wasn’t able to touch the ceiling. Curious, I pulled Xin’s sword out and held it up. I still didn’t reach the cloud of the drops. It might have truly been as high as the sky. At the very least, the sky was twelve feet tall. I’d have room to battle if I needed an overhead swing. The path was roomy enough that I could probably fight. These kinds of things were important when you were dealing with a dungeon. Then again, Xin had told me that this dungeon wasn’t going to throw traditional enemies at me, so such thoughts might just be meaningless.

I put my sword away and licked my lips. My eyes immediately widened as I rubbed my cheek and tasted some of the rain more directly.

“The rain is… salty…” I spoke out loud to myself.

“It’s tears.”

I jerked around at suddenly hearing a voice. To my surprise, standing behind me was Elaya. I had not expected to see her so soon. She was right at the entrance? What happened to all this talk about working my way down the dungeon? I had already succeeded.

“Elaya?”

“These are her tears.” She held out her hand, partially ignoring me and seeming to speak to herself.

“Hers?”

“A maid’s tears.” She responded lightly.

“You… aren’t Elaya, are you?”

“I am merely a guide, here to show you.”

“Show me what?”

“What you came to see.”

My brow furrowed. Every time I thought I had dungeons figured out, I’d find one that completely broke my preconceptions. I was standing in an empty field, gentle salty tears of rain falling on me, with Elaya both here and not here.

“Do you recognize me?” I tried once again.

“Yes. You are Master.” She responded, a mysterious smile on her face.

“You’re not surprised I’m alive?”

“Do you think I’m so foolish that I wouldn’t have been aware of your fate?”

“I’m not dead though,” I responded uncertainly. “Wait… are you Elaya or not?”

“Yes.” She smirked.

I narrowed my eyes. “If you keep toying with me, don’t think I won’t put you over my knee and spank you.”

I took a step toward her when her eyes brightened and she pointed over my shoulder. “Look, it’s time!”

I instinctively looked in the direction she pointed. A little girl was running through the field in the rain.

“Who is she? You?” I glanced back at Elaya, only to see that she disappeared.

Chapter 1143

Feeling slightly irritated, I turned back to the girl running through the field. Was this all just some kind of game of Elaya’s? I had been worried sick about her and all the damage she’d done. If she thought I was alive, why did she kill herself? What was going on in this dungeon?

I had no particular feelings about the little girl. Was she Elaya? I honestly couldn’t tell. She had a hood up covering her head, and a large brown cloak covering her body. She ran through the grass, which came up to her knees. This caused her to trip several times. The reason I couldn’t feel any sympathy for her was that she was in the field. The field was an illusion projected on the wall, so she was nothing more than an illusion, a movie playing in front of me.

I heard a screech in the night and I reached for Alysia, only to remember that she was still outside the dungeon. I didn’t know what would happen if I was in the dungeon and she was outside given our bond through the blessing. It turned out it wasn’t too dissimilar to what happens when I separate from a slave. There was slight discomfort, and I wasn’t completely sure if one of us died, what would happen to the other, but for the moment it didn’t seem to be a problem.

I brought out Xin’s sword just to be cautious. I also took a few steps forward, trying to get a clearer view of the girl running through the field. This had to be some kind of memory from Elaya’s childhood. If she wanted me to see this, then I suppose I’d need to watch it. I was looking past the girl, trying to see what was chasing her. It had sounded like some kind of animal. As she got closer, I could barely hear her panting as she raced forward clumsily. There were more screeches following her.

I continued walking, and the rain started to fall faster and faster. The harder it fell, the more it hampered my vision, and the darker the world around me became. It was at a point where it seemed like the visibility was dropping just as fast as the girl ran, to the point that anything beyond the girl became complete darkness. She was running toward the cobblestone path, but her route was nearly parallel to me, so although she got a little closer, we were moving alongside each other.

Although she was running, she was a short little girl, and my stride was able to keep up with hers, especially since she was forcing her way through the grass and occasionally tripping while looking back behind her.

I had activated White Mage’s Light, but the distance it took effect didn’t help much at all. I just couldn’t see any more. I didn’t know how long I walked beside the running little girl as she grew closer and closer. It might have been five minutes, or twenty. I was getting a feeling that time in this place wasn’t running even.

“Raaa!” A creature shouted immediately to her right.

The girl spun and stumbled back. My eyes widened as she stumbled onto the cobblestone path and then backed up right into me. I could feel the impact of this girl. She was there. More alarming, she let out a cry and spun around. She stared at my legs and then her eyes slowly went up to my head, her mouth dropping. She had a frightened expression on her face as she fell back onto her butt.

“Wh-who are you?” She spoke through a broken voice, her teeth chattering.

Apparently, this was an interactive movie.

Chapter 1144

Although I was going to be a father in about six months, I didn’t have all that much experience with children. Garnet probably didn’t count. I cleared my throat and then moved down to one knee, hoping that I intimidated her less by lowering myself to her level. I put on my best smile, but I remembered that it was a smile I used when I was trying to sweet talk women, it faltered slightly.

“My name is Deek. You are?”

I failed to ease her mind. She still looked scared, and she didn’t respond as she scooted back with her legs. That’s when there was another cry and rustling in the darkness. She cried out as she lunged in the other direction, throwing her arms around me and burying her head in my chest. I could hear something just out of sight. If it came onto the cobblestone path, would it become real too? My light didn’t seem to be able to penetrate the barrier between the path and what was beyond the path. It was dark except for moving shadows and the hint of swaying grass. At this point, the salty rain was drenching us.

My hand moved down, hesitating for a moment before I patted her head softly. I could see her blonde hair coming out from her hood. Was Elaya a blonde when she was younger? Such detail couldn’t possibly be in Widow’s lore. It could be that it was only the Elaya who was a miasma creature who had black hair. Astria didn’t have black hair until she became a dark fairy in the dungeon. Her hair and wings had been similar to Celeste’s before then. At least, that’s what the memories from the dungeon lore suggested.

Humans in this world traditionally had black, brown, red, or blonde hair. The same color as people from my world. However, Faes and Fairies, the creatures of this world, had an assortment of different colors. That’s why Celeste’s hair was pink. Lydia was an animalkin and her hair was orange with black in it. Meanwhile, Miki and Raissa’s hair were nearly white.

“Don’t let them get me!” The little girl cried out, snapping me out of my thoughts about hair.

“Do you know what is chasing you?” I asked in a calm, quiet voice.

“No…” She said pitifully, her face moving back and forth on my shirt, either shaking her head or wiping her nose and tears on my pants.

“You can stay close to me. I’ll keep you safe.” I promised.

“Y-you will?” She looked up at me as if surprised by my words.

“I will.” I reached up and casting a Blue Mage spell called Shield over our heads, the rain began to land on an invisible barrier, running off and to the sides just like an umbrella.

It was a level 14 spell that worked a bit like the Mana Shield, but it didn’t require continuous use of mana. Then again, it was only as strong as the amount of mana you put into it. After a predetermined amount of time, the magic would disperse. The harder you made the shield, the less time it lasted. At the strength needed to block attacks at my level, it would only last seconds, so I presumed it existed to block elements, such as wind or rain. At this brittle amount, it would last hours. I supposed in a fight, it could act as resistance, throwing someone off during an attack, but I didn’t find it all that practical.

There were other ways I could block the rain too, like by directly using Water Control or creating an air barrier, but this seemed to be the most efficient method. In the future, I would need to start thinking about efficiency. I’ve always depended on my abnormally strong mana to shove through everything, but overall I lacked efficiency.

The little girl stared up with wide eyes as I pushed back the rain. I reached out and stroked the tears and raindrops from her eyes.

“Come on, let’s go.”