My Dungeon Life – Chapter 1590-1592

Chapter 1590

Dungeons had a variety of strange rules. One such rule was that they had to be passible. A dungeon couldn’t just seal off the entrances or the exits, and make it impossible for someone to continue onward. This rule could sometimes be broken in certain ways. For example, the dungeon could be blocked by water levels, which were as effective as a barrier if you didn’t have the proper magic to pass it.

In some of the reading I had done in my spare time, I had read about levels of dungeons that were clad in fire, or that involved having to fly over a bottomless abyss. Most of them were rumors of rumors, the kind of tails told by drunks in adventuring guilds, but I had a feeling that they were likely true. However, not every dungeon could use every trick. You had to possess lore that knew how to open such exotic floors. As the dungeon grew and swallowed lore, it could figure out new and different ways to make dungeons. Since I was a dungeon master, I could also bring back lore that could make my dungeon more difficult and more unique.

Yet, no matter how interesting a dungeon could be, it still had to allow someone to beat it. The boss door closed when someone went to the boss. The only exception was the dungeon’s final boss, who was usually the dungeon’s master, and usually had the power of the dungeon behind them. As long as someone had entered their safe room, they could return to the boss fight whenever they wanted to, something that might be necessary if the boss was powerful enough and dangerous enough.

By the way, I did ask that if someone ever got into my dungeon and made it to the boss room, did I have to fight them as I did with Roth. I had needed to fight with Roth, but I didn’t want to have to battle to the death of some random person who made it down to the bottom. I was told that the dungeon boss could select an avatar to fight for them. It was something or someone that was bonded to them. Any of my slaves could fight in my place, although the bond between me and the tamed monsters wasn’t sufficient and I’d need to do something called contracting if I wanted them to serve as my dungeon’s boss.

If the boss failed and was defeated, I did have to give up the dungeon core to the victor. At that point, they’d have the ability to smash it or leave it be. If they smashed it, the dungeon would fall, and I’d take a grave wound to my soul. It was hard to say whether I’d live through it. If they left it alone, the avatar would be automatically resurrected, although they’d have some significant damage to their soul. Death in that manner was a serious thing. It’d be the equivalent of someone having a stroke. Sometimes, they might walk out of it unchanged. Other times, the damage would cause their personality and character to change drastically.

It was hard to say exactly how long it took for the resurrection to occur, but once it did, the dungeon reopened and continued. This same rule existed for every boss. Once the monster was dead, it’d be resurrected in a few hours, the door opened, and then the next person could try again.

However, six hours later…

“The door is still shut,” I muttered.

Either the person fighting the boss was still in there, or there was something very suspicious going on.

Chapter 1591

As time wore on and day turned to night, the dungeon boss room was still closed, with no signs of opening any time soon. I couldn’t hear any combat through the door, but that wasn’t particularly surprising. Was this a situation like with the king of Aberis, where he had intentionally remained in the dungeon and kept the door locked, or was this some other trick? I couldn’t help but connect it to the mist, and by extension, whoever had kidnapped Carmine.

Had I decided that she was kidnapped? I hadn’t seen anything except some of her energy. Of course, with the mist gone, I had tried to resurrect her and track her to no avail either. I attempted to use the bond to feel her direction, and it was like if you put a magnet next to a compass. The direction led me nowhere. Feeling bored, I reopened the Slave Communication.

“Deek, where are you? I need you back here immediately. It’s an emergency?” I heard Eliana’s voice nearly immediately.

“What’s wrong?”

“Come here quickly.” That was the only response I received.

I took one last look at the closed door to the boss room. I could try it again in the morning, couldn’t I? Making an irritated noise, I left the safe room and then used the map to quickly orientate myself. As soon as I was sure which direction was the right direction, I lowered myself and pushed off. This time, I didn’t bother to protect the ground, so a small crater formed. The dungeon master would just have to forgive me for that. It would likely fix in a little bit anyway.

As I rose over the forest of this island I had scoured across for hours, my eyes landed on the main island. Now that it was dark, it was really easy to see because torches and light stones were illuminating it. It was the only island that gave off light in the otherwise dark place.

“Master, look!” As I created a platform to jump off of, I heard Alysia give me a warning.

My eyes had glanced over it as I rose, but I hadn’t noticed until Alysia pointed it out. There was another island, and it was completely covered in fog.

“That’s the SS island,” I muttered.

“The fog has moved to that island.” Alysia’s voice sounded worried. “What does that mean? Should we go investigate?”

My sudden burst up into the sky hadn’t gone unnoticed. I heard the cries of countless beasts down in the forest. They were letting out screeches of anger or fright. It may be dark, but to these beast’s eyes, I probably could be seen fairly easily. The magic I was using to Create Step probably was like a star beaming overhead for these miasma creatures. If I was on the ground, they’d all be running to me to try to make quick work of me, and if that many beasts attacked me at once, I couldn’t guarantee I’d survive.

“I need to go to the main island first.” I declared.

This was only the S-ranked island too. I could only shiver as I thought about how much more difficult the SS island would be. Either way, Eliana had been calling for me, and so I pushed off into the night.

“Master… you could have just portaled directly to her from the safe room, right?”

“R-right…”

Sometimes, I forgot simple things when I was in a hurry. I landed onto the A class island, and then made a portal directly to Eliana.

Chapter 1592

I didn’t know why Eliana was in trouble. Did Calypso escape? Was it an assassination attempt? She had convinced me that she had everything covered, so I thought a day really wouldn’t matter, especially after I cleared out all of the red enemies. With my eyes on the map, I had leaped through the portal ready for anything.

As soon as I jumped through, I was attacked. I hadn’t been ready. The attack came through, and I felt teeth clamp down on my arm. They were sharp teeth too! I stopped as the portal closed behind me, and then lifted my arm. A small form was dangling off of it.

“What is going on here?” I asked, staring down at the catgirl who had a grip on the back of my arm with enough force that she had become an attachment to my arm.

“You left us!” I felt my shin get kicked, and I looked to see Cici standing there in a maid outfit, her hands on her hips and an angry expression on her young face. “You just took off! We didn’t know where you were! You didn’t tell anyone!”

“Aren’t you supposed to be protecting me, not attacking me?” I asked Chance, who was still dangling from my arm.

She shot me a glare, and then bit down even harder before finally letting go, falling back onto the floor with a click. “I’m your bodyguard! We were following Eliana, and when we look back, you’re gone!”

I had done my best to sneak away as soon as they had their heads turned. It wasn’t like I meant anything bad. However, could I have gone to the S-ranked island if I was dragging them around? It would have been impossible. I didn’t regret my decision.

“I can understand why you’re upset,” I spoke to Chance before looking at Cici. “But aren’t you a maid? You’re supposed to keep the house clean when I come home, not follow me everywhere.”

Cici shot me a hurt look. “J-just because my job is to keep the house clean doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t worry about you! You do this to the head mistress all the time too! You just take off and let everyone worry about you while telling them nothing! Isn’t that what happened when you left Chalm?”

“Geh!” Cici was a bit smarter than I gave her credit for. “Ahem… I mean, I did tell them. I have a special communication I can use with the girls, plus they have access to a way to speak to me through the dungeon. Most of them also have Portal, so they can visit me whenever…”

That wasn’t exactly true. They had to know where I was to portal to me. I had never equipped any of them with the broken skill Map, so they weren’t able to hone in on me like I was able to do to them. Even now, I could look at the map and know exactly where each of them was in Chalm. The only time I lost them was when they went into the dungeon, which was kind of funny because it was my dungeon. Unfortunately, I wasn’t close enough to be able to tell more than vague things about the dungeon.

“And did you tell them when you left?” She demanded.

“I… told them…” Eventually, when I knew I was going to be gone for a week or so. “E-either way, what is the emergency?”

I turned to Eliana who had been standing there sheepishly. “I’m hungry.”

“Eh?”

“And pregnant.”

“Oh.”