My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem - My Dungeon Life – Chapter 1163-1165

Chapter 1163

By the time I reached the mansion, Fifi had already escorted the man inside. I went to open the front door, and as I predicted, the door wouldn’t budge. It was another invisible wall. I found a few open windows, but they didn’t let me move forward any better. These invisible walls were becoming extremely irritating. Thankfully, the open window led into a receiving room, which is where they had ended up.

I had a clear sight and could hear everything. I felt like a peeping tom standing in the bushes listening in on such a conversation, but I dealt with it. A glance into the room showed four people. There was Fifi, the cloaked stranger, an old maid, and then an old man who was wearing a fine suit. He was sitting in a nice chair, while Fifi was standing at his side, pouring tea for him. The old man had her sit down in a rocking chair, where she hummed to herself and knitted what looked to be a scarf.

“Now, why have you come to my home?” The old man asked, squinting his eyes and tilting his head like he could barely hear or see the man sitting only a few feet in front of him.

“I would like to speak to you about your slave.” The man declared.

“What?” He asked, turning his head forward and cupping his hand around his ear.

“You wish to speak about me?” Fifi asked, and although she had been surprised, she finished pouring her tea with exquisite skill.

He turned to Fifi and nodded. “I have recently heard about the death of your mother. To be suddenly attacked by a monster, and for her soul to be damaged to the point she could not be resurrected, you have my condolences.”

She stiffened slightly but gave a nod of recognition. “Yes, my mother’s passing was sudden, but we endure.”

The old man held his tea and sipped contently, giving a pleasant smile while seemingly oblivious to the conversation being carried out between his maid and the guest. This had a certain practiced feel to it like she often handled the affairs while standing next to her elderly master.

“You and your mother were fortunate to be purchased by an extended family member when the main family tried to sell you off.” He spoke carefully.

“Yes, I agree. This has been my home. Now, the household just has me to keep it running.”

“Just you, huh?” The old lady looked up with a wry smile.

Fifi blushed. “Ah! I didn’t mean it that way.”

“It seems pitiful that a woman with your caliber and status must sacrifice her best years taking care of a senile old man.” The cloaked man’s words seemed to drop all the pleasantness once he decided that the old man wasn’t paying attention. “You never should have been a slave at all.”

“When I was young, my mother made a deal with the master of the main family. If my brother and I produced a child of our race, we would not become slaves. However, my brother… fell in love with a human woman, and betrayed my mother’s word. We both paid the consequence of those actions.” Her expression turned bitter as she spoke of distant things that I had just recently seen.

“Haven’t you paid enough?”

Fifi glared at him suspiciously. “What do want with me?”

“I’ll be direct. I intend to pay your fee and free you from slavery.”

She took a step back. “Why would you pay such a cost?”

He pulled back his hood, revealing two pointy ears. “Because I, the Elf Hero, have searched far and wide to find a proper mate.”

“An elf?”

“Will you become my wife, Faeyna?”

Chapter 1164

“Faeyna!”

If they could have heard my voice, surely everyone there, even the deaf old man, would have turned to the window and glanced at the crazy person watching them. As her name echoed, the face of the woman standing next to the old man started to gain more details. Her ears, her blonde hair, her gentle smile, Faeyna appeared right there.

“W-wait… Maid hero?”

It was true that Faeyna was a maid, but what did that have to do with any level of heroism? She was Faeyna, just Faeyna! She was also in the Ost Republic. No, I didn’t know where she was. Eliana was looking into it, and the Demon Lord Aberis hadn’t been forthcoming, even using information about her as an attempt to distract me. However, if she killed herself, then… that bastard! The Demon Lord Aberis knew she was dead, and still, he tried to use her as a bargaining chip?

The realization that the dungeon Maid’s Lament had always been about another maid had thrown my mind into disarray. I didn’t even know how to think at the moment. Why would she kill herself? Was it because she didn’t want her body wasted? Her life had been plagued with people pressuring her to have a baby. However, she had her entire species, one about to go extinct, to think about. Once I died and she fell into Aberis’s hand… did she lose all hope and kill herself?

I had been so caught up in everything that I had missed the next few things that were said. I refocused on the scene in front of me to see Faeyna shaking her head.

“I’m sorry, but my master depends on me…”

“Don’t be so quick to turn me down. Nothing is holding you here anymore. You served your debt to your mother, and as for your master, I am willing to pay quite a fee. He will get the care he needs in his final days of life. After their golden boy died in that tragedy all those years ago, the main family has all but collapsed. You alone have maintained these territories for your mentally declining master. If you give yourself to me, then I will assure his lands will be protected for the remainder of his life, and you will find a purpose with me.”

“It’s just… I don’t even know you…” She responded uncertainly.

“What’s there to know?” He demanded. “I am the last suitable elf male. I mean no disrespect, but your options are limited.”

“Unless…”

“Unless?”

“Maybe… a human?”

“Human?” He sneered as he stood up. “You wish to make the same mistake your brother did? Is there a human you love?”

“No, there isn’t…”

He grabbed her arm, his expression turning dark. “Who is he?”

“There isn’t anyone!”

“Then you wouldn’t reject me!” He snarled.

“Hey!” A shout came from the window next to mine, causing me to jump and turn to see another guy there. “Don’t you understand when no means no?”

He turned to me, winked, and then jumped into the room. I punched the invisible wall, feeling like he was taunting me. Of course, the man that appeared was none other than Faeyna’s brother.

Chapter 1165

“You!” The strange elf snarled.

“Brother!”

“Oh my, hehehehe…” The old man chuckled to himself like this was all a joke.

“Why are you here?” Faeyna demanded.

“Fifi… you cannot accept this man’s proposal.”

“You scoundrel…” The other man growled. “Don’t listen to this man. He’s a scoundrel and a murderer! I challenge you to the duel!”

“What? Wait!” Faeyna protested.

“I accept!” Her brother responded before she could stop him.

“Brother, no! You don’t understand. He’s a hero!”

“A hero?” Her brother blinked.

The stranger elf finally grinned. “You have no clue what you’ve done. A little back country elf like you wouldn’t have a chance against me. Where I am from, they call me the Elf Hero!”

“Is that so…” Her brother narrowed his eyes.

“Of course, since you’re her brother, I will give you a single chance.” The elf grinned. “Give me your sister, and accept your arrest, and I will allow you to live.”

“Allow me, huh?” Her brother responded mockingly. “How about we take this outside?”

“Brother, you can’t do this! I know you’re a dungeon diver, but he’s a hero!” Faeyna was saying as the front door burst open.

Her brother was confidently striding out into the front lawn while she worriedly followed. The Elf Hero followed behind them. This was the first time I had heard of such a hero. Then again, there were so few elves left in this world, it wasn’t surprising that the Elf Hero wasn’t that widespread.

“I’m sorry, sister, I lied to you before.” Her brother turned to face the other man, pulling a pair of daggers from his belt. “I haven’t been training all of this time to be a dungeon diver.”

“Y-you haven’t?” Faeyna blinked.

“I’ve been training all of this time to become a hero!” He declared.

“A-a hero?”

“Training to become a hero? You’re not one of those fools on the hero route, are you?” the Elf Hero burst into laughter. “That’s hilarious.”

“I-I don’t understand, hero route?”

“We heroes are blessed by our lore. We take on a destiny from countless heroes before us. We are a collection of all of their strength and power. We are tasked with completing their goals, to reach the end of their lore. Each one of us makes it a little farther toward completing the lore built on the shoulders of giants. However, certain fools try to write their own lore. They try to do in a single lifetime what took the heroes a dozen lifetimes to do. They take the lore from dungeons, making them into blessings and grafting lore onto themselves, in the hopes of creating a new story. They wish to become heroes with their own measly power.”

“You are the ones who failed to complete your lore! As for me, I will create something new with my strength!” Faeyna’s brother struck his fists together, and his body started to glow, revealing at least four different blessings on his body.

My eyes widened at the sight. Every one of those blessings would have been a dungeon he not only defeated but completed.

“Well met. Now, let me show you the difference between a real hero and a faux hero like you.” The Elf Hero pulled a rapier from his sheathe, and then the two men began to fight.