My Dungeon Life – Chapter 1551-1553

Chapter 1551

“Mmmm… are you eating that?” Eliana asked while she had food in both hands.

“No… ahh!” I wasn’t prepared for her lunging across the table and grabbing my plate.

“She’s scary…” Chance whispered.

“Mm… Mm…” Cici nodded.

Eliana overheard the two girls standing nearby and stopped a moment, her mouth still filled with food. “S-sorry… I’ve just been so hungry since the baby has started showing.”

Eliana had always been a bit of a foodie, even being thrown to fits of ecstasy over a good meal, but since I was alive and her captivity ended Eliana had taken every opportunity to eat. Although the baby was showing now, it wasn’t the only thing showing. She had plumped significantly, her once slim body replaced with a pudgy girl. Her butt was bigger, as were her breasts. She also had pudgy love handles, and her cheeks were puffier as well.

She wasn’t as fat as I had once been, and her chubbiness sort of made her cute, but I’d be lying if I didn’t worry that it’d keep going in this direction and become a problem. After all, she still had half of her pregnancy left to go. There was a problem though. How would a man tell the pregnant mother of his child she was getting a bit fat? I was completely unprepared for such a conversation. That’s something my deadbeat father definitely should have taught me.

After arriving at the Osterian keep where I knew Eliana was staying thanks to our bond, Alysia went off with her friends in a nearby room to catch up. Meanwhile, I was escorted to the dining room where Eliana was having her midday meal, which looked like enough food for three people.

“Deek! You came!” She cried out happily with a stuffed mouth before running up and hugging me. “I’m so happy!”

She then started crying. After she wept for a while, she insisted I join her for lunch, even though I wasn’t hungry. At first, I thought she had guests I just hadn’t met yet, but apparently, it was all for her. She had the cook make another portion just for me. Their cook was Osterian, so eating that much didn’t seem to phase them. Thus, I had no choice but to wait as she finished off enough food for three. Well, she was eating for two, but that still meant there was an extra person worth of food!

At that moment, her hand knocked an empty goblet off the tablet. “Oops.”

She bent down in her chair to pick it up. Rip! A large tearing sounded as her dress broke. She sat back up, her cheeks turning red.

“Your dress…” I notice the tear running up from her backside to her shoulders.

“This is the third time this has happened this week!” She broke into tears again.

“Third time!” My surprised comment only made her cry harder.

“I’m just under a lot of stress.” She cried. “I have to keep the Ost Republic from falling into civil war or being taken over by some bandit or warlords. That would cause a lot of trouble for Aberis, you know?”

“I know…” I got up and tried to soothe her. “I appreciate everything you’re doing.”

“And then… I get sick every morning and throw up, and then I want to eat and I can’t stop eating. I’m getting fat, aren’t I? I’m fat, admit it.”

I looked at her with a straight face. “You are not fat at all. The dress was just faulty.”

“R-really?” She looked up at me tearfully.”

“Really…”

[Monster Tamer has increased to level 56.]

I didn’t even want to ask. I was going to ignore that. Suffice it to say, Eliana’s pregnancy was continuing just fine.

Chapter 1552

Thankfully, my White Mage job came equipped with Moderate Repair, and a spell later was able to stem those seams back together. Did Eliana real need to keep trying to wear the same dresses she wore thirty pounds ago though? The seams were truly under constant wear, and something was going to give. After her dress was fixed and her food was gone, Eliana had managed to recover from her previous breakdown.

“Are you sure you’re up to doing this peace talk right now?” I talked first.

“I knew it…” She made a face. “Brother sent you down here because he thinks I can’t handle it.”

“N-not at all!” I waved my hands. “I came completely because of my love for Eliana! It’s because your beautiful!”

She wasn’t buying the flattery this time. She snorted and lifted her nose.

“There is no one else to run this thing. Everyone in the country has an invested interest in it except for me. Some have even accused me of trying to take advantage of the situation.”

“Okay.”

“I’m not going to back down. I have to do this because no one else is willing to. Deek, you need to understand that millions will die… huh, okay?” She had jumped into a speech trying to convince me she was right, but I had already accepted it.

I gave a smile. “I believe in you, Eliana. I trust you. I’m not here to talk you out of it. If you feel this is the right action, then I will help in any way I can.”

She blushed, pushing her fingers together. “Even if you flatter me, you’re still here because you feel I need to be protected, right?”

“You have my baby inside you.” I reminded her, causing her red face to grow even darker. “If I didn’t want to protect you, I’d be irresponsible.”

“When did you suddenly start to become so charming?” She asked quietly.

“I’ve been through a lot,” I responded. “And I understand the need for unity. There is… something coming. I haven’t had much time since I’ve been back to focus on it, but I suppose, weirdly, things have been heading that direction anyway.”

“Something?” She blinked. “Not… another demon lord?”

“No, not that…” I shook my head, but then stopped for a second. “Although, they may be related somehow.”

She blinked. “What is it?”

I sat her down and then filled her in on my experiences since I left. The big thing I wanted to get across was the threat of Twilight. Twilight was coming, and the only way we were going to survive is if we put behind our differences and worked together. I wasn’t just talking about the five nations, but Shie Gescar and the Imperial Cloud Meadow too.

Eliana asked questions when she needed clarification, and gasped when she heard something surprising. She took everything in, using the maturity and the sophistication that only a noble raised with the best tutors could possess.

“This is something the church should be informed about. Have you told Archbishop Mary?”

I nodded. “Mary said that she had never heard of any of this. A lot of the church’s lore was destroyed years ago, before the break, and none of her records have anything. She told me to try to the church of the daughter to see if they have information Mary does not.”

“We can try sending emissaries to the Imperial Cloud Meadow, but they will likely be ignored. They have no respect for the five southern nations at all.” Eliana sighed. “As for Shie Gescar, no one has returned from that land as long as I remember. Whether you try to pass through the Impassible Mountains, the uncrossable river, or the abyss, there is just no way in.”

“They don’t want you getting into Shie Gescar…” I shook my head. “Even so, we have to try.”

She reached out and grabbed my hand which I didn’t even know I was tightening. “Don’t worry, we’ll start here.”

Chapter 1553

“The peacetalks will officially begin in one week, but many have already began to gathering on the safe island of the Tearfall Isles. They built a city on what would normally be considered floor one, as there are no enemies on it.” Eliana explained.

That wasn’t surprising. I had seen so many different kinds of dungeons. Bandit’s Respite had been constructed similarly. The first floor was technically the base of operations and didn’t have any mobs. Well, technically, the bandits were the mobs, but they weren’t necessarily aggressive if they thought you were on their side.

“So, is there a traveling guild that we must use to get there?” I asked.

Eliana immediately shook her head. “No, there isn’t any way to teleport into or out of the dungeon.”

“I heard that people could be resurrected though?”

“Yes, the dungeon doesn’t obscure resurrections, but they can only occur within the dungeon. It’s extremely expensive. The priests there don’t belong to any of the churches officially, and they extort adventurers out of their hard-earned gold.”

Ah, I understood now. There were no floors for the dungeon, and perhaps the miasma wasn’t very thick, so anyone could be resurrected to the city on the first floor. Technically, when someone died, they could be resurrected in a dungeon. The reason that most people acted like death in a dungeon was permanent came in three reasons. The first was that the priest had to be physically in the dungeon to even attempt it.

The second was that every floor the priest was from the soul made it that much more difficult. Miasma and the walls themselves blocked the summoning mana that tried to call the soul to the priest.  Furthermore, once the soul left the body, there was no guarantee it’d even remain where the person died. Thus, even if they went to the same point the person died, that soul could have wandered away by the time they got there.

The third reason was that the miasma quickly broke down the soul, so every moment made it harder and harder to resurrect the person. Even if they were resurrected successfully, parts of their lore would have degraded. It’d be like someone who had a traumatic brain injury. They might not be the same person as they were before. Their personalities could change, and they might have large patches of memory loss. Rather than go through such trouble, people mostly just considered any dungeon death to be a permanent death.

“If we can’t teleport there, how do we get there?”

“Naturally, we must go by boat!” She declared.

That’s how we ended up taking a teleportation to an Ost Republic harbor city. It turned out that the girls from Titan Fall were there waiting for us by the time we reached the docks.

“You girls are coming too?” I asked in surprise.

“I hired them as my bodyguards,” Eliana explained as I helped her down from the carriage we had taken to the docks. “See, I can be careful as well.”

“I’m surprised you guys haven’t come… well, you know…” It felt kind of embarrassing telling the girls they should be following me in Chalm with the rest of the Osterians.

“They aren’t like most Osterians.” Alysia’s voice explained. “They’re more like me.”

“We’re adventurers.” One of the girls nodded in agreement. “We go where adventure awaits!”

“Marice… that’s lame…”

“Eh! How was that lame? I thought I sounded cool.”

“Definitely lame…” Another girl spoke up.

“You too, Faith?”

I thought her words meant something. As I saw a ship pull into the harbor, I also felt a pull for adventure. I just hoped things remained reasonable. I was traveling with a pregnant woman, after all.