My Dungeon Life – Chapter 1508-1510

Chapter 1508

The lioness queen pulled out her sword and immediately bellowed. “Girls, get ready! Pincer formation. Isolate and destroy. Casters, in the back, lionesses, lead the way! We’re aiming for their leader’s head!”

Hearing such blatant words, I couldn’t help but constrict my throat. The zombie harem were remaining in the back, a constant threat and pressure on us, but the group that moved forward were those of the current harem who could still fight. There were still nearly forty girls left, the majority of them lionesses. These were the top-class fighters who had managed to remain safe even after countless barrages.

As the lioness queen took control, their attitudes and personalities seemed to undergo a distinct shift. Under the magician, they had been reserved and restricted. Under the lioness, they had truly become predators.

“We have to protect Master!” Celeste cried out.

Before I could say anything, the girls all charged out to meet the lioness charge. There were 3-4 girls per each of mine, and while I would bet any one of my girls against any of their girls, it was made much more difficult as they started to work together, tag-teaming.

“You’re too close together!” Astria cried out frustratedly, “I can’t hit anyone.”

“Your magical skill is still far too sloppy.” Elaya chuckled. “Let me show you how it is done.”

She threw our several spells, but they only served to distract the enemies and provide temporary relief to my girls in front.

“Is that the best you have?” Astria raised an eyebrow.

“Both of you, focus!” I ordered, causing both girls to give me surprised looks. “Go help them.”

I was a bit irritated. They were the two strongest, but they had been staying back playfully. The situation was growing tenser by the moment, and yet they still had time to banter and compete. They were also the oldest of the bunch and should know better. Both girls immediately blushed.

“I’m sorry, Master.” Elaya apologized.

“We will do as Master asks.”

The two girls moved forward and entered the fray. Elaya wasn’t completely incapable of fighting close up. She did use to be the maid hero, after all. As for Astria, she could better aim and pick targets near the front line.

“I need help!” Miki couldn’t hold back so many with just mental attacks.

“There are just too many of them!” Terra cried out, as several lionesses had jumped on her back and were slowly dragging her down.

“Every time I try to stab one, another is there to block my attack. Ah!” The next time Shao appeared from a shadow, she was struck in the back, causing her to go flying.

“Ahhh! They got me too!” Celeste cried out as one of them latched down on her leg.

She tried to fly away, but more lionesses leaped up and grabbed her, dragging her to the ground. Whether it was Faeyna, Elaya, or Astria… they also met difficulty, finding too many enemies who blocked and attacked in unison with an organization and skill they hadn’t been using before.

If I didn’t do something, they would be overrun. I pulled on a Harem Master skill I had been avoiding up until that point. It was the level 50 skill.

“Harem Power Bestowal.”

Chapter 1509

Power Bestowal was an ability I had read about that high-level heroes could do. A standard hero tended to have strengths built around two purposes. The first purpose was working in a party. The second purpose was self-sacrifice. Many of the abilities could give a great deal of power, but it usually involved injuring or giving something of oneself in the process. It stood to reason that Harem Power Bestowal would work in the same way toward your harem.

In short, I could weaken my own body to gift strength to my harem. This was on top of all the other various benefits they were already receiving thanks to being slaves and harem members. However, it stood to reason that as a harem master himself, Roth was similarly providing his girls’ benefits simply for their connection to each other. However, usually, those benefits were symbiotic, where this required a sacrifice of my strength.

I had already been weakened by cutting off a piece of my soul a few days ago, so as soon as the skill took effect, a feeling of exhaustion ripped through me. At the same time, all of the girls suddenly seemed to be strengthened. In a way, it worked a lot like Calypso’s Blessing. There, the dungeon points I gained were distributed to the others in my party at the time. Rather than dungeon points though, it took away my stats and divided them up among the girls.

They were able to move faster and fight better. Whether they understood that the strength was coming from me or not, I didn’t know, but they all immediately took advantage of the strength I was giving them. In that respect, the battle that had been overwhelming at first ended up breaking even once again. As long as I could lend them my power, we still had a chance. I couldn’t give up now. We had come so far.

At that point, I saw a woman walking through the crowd. It was the lioness queen! She had started to casually move forward. As my girls went to block her, her lionesses immediately moved to prevent them. With every movement locked down, I could only watch as she casually slipped through the crowd. Her tail whipped back and forth, and she looked every bit like a lion slowly moving on a weakened prey. Knowing that I was the prey gave me a complicated feeling. She had somehow anticipated it and had been waiting for this moment.

As she drew closer, a small smile formed on her face. “Poor Deek Deekson. I’ve said it before, but you are a failure. Your harem is supposed to be your strength, but they can’t even lift a finger to protect you. Look at you here, giving everything, you have to them, and still, they failed you.”

Her words were loud enough that they could be heard by everyone. My girls started to fight harder, but even with my strength, the others were able to block their movements every time. An occasional attack was made, but the queen easily blocked them, and the attacker was awarded for their inattentiveness with a strike to the back. I wasn’t able to heal them in my current state, so they were quickly accumulating wounds.

“You think… what you have can even be called a harem?” I responded through clenched teeth. “Do you even love King Roth? Does he even love you? Does he even respect you? You kill and step on each other, in a state of constant battle and fear, all for the affection of a man that couldn’t care less.”

“You wouldn’t understand.” She scoffed, but her eyes looked uncertain for just a moment.

“This is just a perversion of a harem. In the same way that dungeons corrupt the lore, this harem lore has also become corrupted.”

“Are you done?” Her eyes flashed angrily.

“Not yet!” I pulled out my last card. “Alysia, are you ready?”

“I-I’ll do my best!”

“Soul Merge!”

Chapter 1510

In the Deep, Twilight had given me information on soul crafting. While I didn’t particularly trust her, the Soulsmith job was real. The more I had pondered it, the more I saw the potential in it. It was essentially a power to manipulate and construct lore. I had already done things like this several times, such as when I changed Faeyna’s fate in the Maid’s Lament. It was only a matter of time before my affinity matched with such an ability.

If I could master this ability, then I could unlock my true potential or something like that. I would be able to draw my blessings into my soul world, and rather than be ancillary skills, they would become a part of my strength. Among the same vein was my relationship with Alysia. Our souls were intricately bonded. Her soul had been crafting to capture a god soul upon deflowering, and it was my god soul she had snatched. In time, our souls underwent fire and blood together, and the result was that the two of us were linked by a bond that transcended a slave bond.

I wouldn’t say the bond was undefeatable. After all, Karr’s Blessing was supposed to make slave bonds permanent. I had eventually reasoned that the blessing worked by placing a protective layer of magic over the bond between me and my slaves, but it wasn’t as permanent as it claimed. After all, it had been brutally severed by the Sword Illusory Realm. The prince had also managed to work out several ways to strip the magic protection so that the bond could be severed. However, as difficult as it was to sever those bonds, this bond was even more intricate, and it might not even be possible without losing a piece of our souls in the process.

In the past, I had practiced moving my soul closer and closer to the women around me. It was easiest to do during sex, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t be done at other times. Soul Merge was an ability that forced the merging, binding two souls together. I was giving my strength out to the girls, so I would use Alysia’s strength to substitute my own.

“Oh… my… what is this?” The lioness rose an eyebrow as she looked down at my arm.

My eyes followed hers, and there my arm had been partially turned into a sword. My body had bonded with Alysia’s sword form. I could also feel a surge of strength. My shaking legs stood up straight, and I faced her directly.

“My girls give me strength, and I give them strength,” I responded. “This is the proper way a harem should be. King Roth is a parasite. He feasts on you and the other women. He takes from you and tricks you into thinking you are gaining something from him. He doesn’t deserve the title of Harem Master. I will show you what a real harem means!”

In the past, we had been evenly matched. Although I had taken a soul wound and was made weaker by using Power Bestowal, with Alysia bonded to me, I was probably about equal to my previous self. We could still win this.

The lioness’s eyes flashed with light. “I look forward to proving you wrong!”

She lunged forward with her sword drawn, and I rose to meet her.