My Dungeon Life – Chapter 1596-1598

Chapter 1596

After stepping through the Portal with Eliana and Chance following close behind, the councilman could only stare through the bars in shock. The guards appeared to be lost on what to do. With the wave of my hand, I closed the portal and then approached the door that Calypso was locked behind. Thankfully, this door was locked with a deadbolt on the outside, and I was able to easily undo it and open the large wooden doors.

I stepped into the room and my eyes immediately landed on a strange trough filled with water. There was a person in a robe standing next to the trough, and I could hear a strange gurgling sound. That was when my eyes followed down the woman’s arm and came to a tuff of hair that she was gripping. There was a second woman who was on her knees, and the robed woman was pushing her face first in the water, which was where the bubbling was coming from.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I shouted, taking a step forward.

The cloaked person looked up in surprise, apparently too focused on their activity to notice when I had first entered the room.

“I said I was not to be disturbed!” They said angrily. “When I’m done, I will knock on the door to be let out.”

I ignored their words, shoving the person aside and immediately pulling Calypso out of the water. As soon as her face rose above the surface, she let out a gasp of air. Her wet hair fell back as she leaned on my arm, looking up at me. Rather than appearing angry, scared, or even flustered, she had a somewhat amused expression on her face, like this was all a game she was enjoying.

“Oh my, I didn’t know you cared about me so much.” She spoke playfully as soon as she regained her breath.

“You’ve ruined hours of work!” The robed person crossed their arms angrily.

When I had pushed them, the hood of their robe had fallen back, revealing a small but somewhat pretty girl with purple hair and purple eyes. She looked to be about my age, or maybe a bit younger. She was far too young to be torturing people.

“I’m so sorry, Inquisitor. I wasn’t able to stop him.” Behind me, the councilman had finally managed to get the guards to unlock the gate so that he could run here and apologize while standing in the doorway.

“Who are you, anyway?” The Inquisitor demanded snootily.

“I’m Lord Deek Deekson.” I shot back. “And this woman is under my protection. I didn’t capture her so you could drown her.”

“I wasn’t drowning her! I’m a professional. She wouldn’t have died.” The Inquisitor seemed to grow flustered for a moment. “Wait, Deek Deekson… I’ve been warned about you.”

I ignored her, instead of using my mana to check on Calypso and make sure she was alright. Although she physically didn’t show any problems, I realized that her soul had taken damage. This woman’s techniques didn’t just hurt the body, but the soul as well.

“Rescuing me like this… if you keep acting so boldly, a girl might fall in love.” Calypso spoke playfully.

“You said you had something to tell me.”

“Oh… is that all you wanted from little old me?”

“What did you want to tell me?” I demanded.

She grinned, leaning toward me until her lips nearly touched my cheek. “I just wanted to let you know that you’re all going to die real soon.”

Chapter 1597

After some various arguing back and forth, Eliana had stepped in and used diplomacy to unruffle the feathers of the councilman and to get the inquisitor to back off for a bit. I didn’t want the inquisitor to be left along with Calypso again. If she was just going to drown the other woman, what was the point? Calypso couldn’t even talk when her head was underwater, so what did such a torture even do?

Eventually, Calypso, whose hands and feet were still shackled, was given a seat, a blanket, and something to eat. She wouldn’t say any more other than her ominous words until such things had been provided. The inquisitor had declared that giving in to her demands was counterproductive toward seeking the truth. I had already decided I didn’t like this girl at all, so I ignored her glowers, glares, and advice as much as possible. Chance seemed to pick up on my dislike, and responded in kind, growling at her whenever they made eye contact. Chance seemed to put the woman off guard, so I wasn’t complaining.

“Alright, you’ve had what you requested, now tell me what you meant?”

If all of this had just been a trick so that Calypso could get some warmth and free food, I would look like a fool and be irritated, so I hoped that she had something relevant to say.

“You’ve seen the fog, haven’t you?”

“Yes, it’s on the islands,” I admitted the truth, not seeing any reason to hold it back from her. “You told me that you didn’t know who was behind the fog.”

“I didn’t…” She responded, shrugging as she put a piece of bread in her mouth. “Now, I do.”

“Then, who is it?” I asked.

She shot the inquisitor a side look. “I’m not sure if I should speak so frankly in front of… the present company.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” The Inquisitor cried out.

“She’s staying,” I responded. “Besides, I thought you liked girls.”

“Hmph… I like women.” She snorted. “Not flat-chested church fanatics.”

Her eyes went to the inquisitor’s chest, causing the other woman to flush and turn away, covering her chest. “My chest is glory to the daughter, you blasphemer!”

“She’s part of the church?” I asked.

“She came here with Anne,” Eliana explained. “She stayed in the cabin the entire time, so you might not have noticed.”

The Inquisitor was the inquisitor of the church? I supposed I couldn’t be surprised by that. She gave off the same vibe as Anne. The church head had it out from Calypso from the beginning. Why wouldn’t she send her Inquisitor to try to question the woman?

“Alright, fine, but she’s still staying. Just tell me what you wanted to tell me, or I’ll leave you here with the inquisitor.” I declared.

I had no intention of doing that. As soon as I left, I would make sure that Calypso wasn’t assaulted again by Anne or anyone else. I didn’t know why I was protecting her. She was undeniably a bad person, but she had also done me a favor once or twice, and I just couldn’t bring myself to torture her.

“Very well, if you insist.” Calypso leaned forward. “The people that are attacking… are the Fey.”

Chapter 1598

“The… Fey?” I repeated.

“She’s one of them.” Calypso gave a nod in the inquisitor’s direction, causing her to stiffen. “The Fey used to be the predominant race on this continent, but they were eventually forced to flee because there were too many dungeons.”

“How dare you accuse the Fey of this!” The Inquisitor cried out. “We’re part of the Ost Republic, just like anyone. Our tribe has lived peacefully in the southeast for decades.”

“I’m not talking about the fe who remained behind, sweetheart.” Calypso’s words were sweet to the point of being mocking. “I’m talking about the Fae from across the sea.”

“Wh-what?” The inquisitor took a step back. “The fey who fled all drowned at sea! Everyone knows this.”

“They found another continent,” I spoke up, drawing every eye to me. “The Fey built an entire civilization thereafter they fled. Humans are treated as slaves. They call their land the Faerie Plains, and they speak of returning to their homeland… Faerith.”

“Here?” It was the politician, who had remained silent as we spoke but couldn’t help but gasp at such a revelation.

“I supposed I shouldn’t be too surprised you’re aware of such lore, you did suck dry the Bandit’s Respite.” Calypso chuckled.

The Bandit’s Respite was the dungeon Calypso had conquered. The original dungeon had been created for another purpose, but it got retconned by Calypso when she took over the dungeon orb and became the dungeon’s new master. The original story, as I came to understand it, likely had something to do with the Fey and the battle between Fey and humans. That lore was extremely old though, even compared to Twilight Dungeon, so very little of the original lore remained.

It was the Deedee half who had those experiences, which Calypso had assumed was where I learned about the Fey. My other half had accidentally gone to the Faerie Plains and seen the Fey directly, and it was the only reason I had managed to put it all together. I wasn’t going to correct her assumption. She didn’t need to know how much I knew about the Fae.

That said, I had no particular hate for the Fey. When I was in the Faerie Plains, the thing went awry for a while, but my impression of the Fey was no worse than any dungeon bosses. They were a threat, but only because the lore was messed up. How could I hate them? Eliana was half-fey. I had heard about pockets of fey that survived on this continent when the majority fled on their exodus across the impassible ocean. The Inquisitor was one of them, but the maid who had ended up having a fling with the King was another. Eliana’s hair was abnormally golden, a rich yellow color, which must have come from her mother. Then again, I remembered hearing that yellow was supposed to be the color of nobles. I wasn’t sure how that fits in, but Eliana was already a noble, so it probably didn’t matter either way.

“Alright, you’re saying that the attacks on the pirates and the strange fog on the island are connected to the Fey? How?” I decided to keep the conversation on course.

“Why do you think the Fey would suddenly show up?” Calypso seemed to be enjoying this.

“I don’t know, why?” I asked, but just as I did, the realization struck me. “No…”

“The Fey want their land back… and the invasion is just beginning,” Calypso smirked.