My Dungeon Life – Chapter 1692-1694

Chapter 1692

I did it with my daughter a few more times. She was able to last a little longer after each go, and I was slowly able to do what I wanted with her, shaping her to my form and insuring no other man would touch her. Ahem… Cough… I mean I used the dungeon system to increase her defenses. It turned out she had quite a few mobs left in her toy chest. Although she had used a lot of her miasma reserves when she evolved into a sentient dungeon, she still had the stuff leftover from previous evolutions.

I was able to summon up a good amount of defenses, using the lore from multiple dungeons to create a variety of different traps, ambushes, and such. The boss room was expanded, bringing back the miasmic lake. The room that had made up the final floor had become a cottage that happened to be sitting on the lake. I didn’t know if she had some kind of sixth sense about such a thing, but as soon as the lake returned, Selena seemed to show up, finding a new perch nearby.

Of course, I left Matty and the witch on level 5 to provide extra defense on their own, but I also made every level a challenge to bypass. I noticed that the more units I put out, the slower the mana counter increased. It seemed like when a unit was out versus in the toy box, it required a base amount of miasma. Miasma appeared to be what ultimately fed mobs and provided them energy. When they were in the toy box, it was like putting them in cold storage. The miasma it cost to make a mob was like stored energy, but there was no upkeep cost in the toy box. Perhaps that was why my daughter hadn’t brought any of them out right away. She could always drop enemies when she needed them and save the rest of the miasma points for later.

Even though I knew that I still didn’t want to take any risks. I made sure that her dungeon was airtight, even if her miasma only went up a few points a minute instead of per second. Eliza acted like a good girl and didn’t argue about any of my changes. Compared to other dungeons, the miasma absorption was still probably amazing for a dungeon this size. As for using the dungeon as a training ground for my troops? That use was expired.

Didn’t the soldiers have the entire wilderness that they could train in? There were still two dungeons out there and innumerable beasts and monsters. They could even resurrect normally after they died. Admittedly, it wasn’t as controlled of an environment as I would have liked, but being too controlled would stifle their growth. There was a time when the army needed to train in my dungeon. Back then, their levels were too low to handle the unpredictability of the wilderness. Things had changed.

Some of the soldiers had been around for many months. They had fought several difficult battles and claimed numerous victories. Some higher-level lieutenants could protect the lower-level soldiers and help them train. Furthermore, those who had been left in Chalm during the time that the Maid’s Lament took over the city had been altered somewhat. In the same way, the little girls had been altered by Astria’s machinations, a good portion of the citizens had also gained a subtle bond to the dungeon.

According to the adventurer’s guild, the group that had been turned into rage zombies by Elaya had seemingly gained enhanced bodies. They had a much higher resistance to miasma. They could go longer without eating and had increased stamina. They seemed to level quicker, and their status had a permanent buff. Thankfully, no one would complain about being stronger and more capable.

In the battle against King Roth, although beastkin were supposed to be stronger, most of them were able to hold their own. Simply put, the citizens of Chalm were all dungeon-blessed. That’s the name that was starting to go around. These people had once been terrified by dungeons, but after living next to my dungeon for months, and even seeing it protect them and help them gain prosperity, they seemed to have an almost fondness for Eliza.

Of course, the downside most of them didn’t know was that there was a karmic switch inside them, and I could take control of them at will. They probably would be less enthused to know they were a single snap away from becoming my slaves. That was confidential information, though.

Chapter 1693

“Master, the altercation has begun. You should probably come.” Carmine’s voice came through my Slave Communication.

It looked like the plan I had set forward earlier that day was finally in motion. I was reluctant to leave my daughter, but I couldn’t remain in the dungeon forever. That was the one thing that was pitiable about the current situation. She might be in a dungeon now, but that meant she was trapped in that space. Unlike a dungeon master, a dungeon could never leave itself. Eliza had told me this herself. Her avatar had to remain in the dungeon at all times.

“I wonder if there is some way to create some kind of mobile dungeon.” Elaya and Astria stiffened when they heard me say that, but they didn’t say anything.

Perhaps a mobile dungeon would be a bit too terrifying. However, couldn’t artifacts hold dungeons, and those artifacts could be moved, so mobile dungeons already existed. Then, wouldn’t I just need some kind of golem? If we built a body like Terra’s, then embedded it with the dungeon core, it might just work! I’d need to talk to Terra about it later and see what she thought. Why did the idea feel like I was remembering something rather than thinking of it myself?

There were two setbacks to the golem idea. The first problem was that we didn’t have the level of skill necessary to build a golem like the original Terra. That kind of level of artifact building would need us to travel to Jespain. The second issue was that I would no longer have a dungeon. If Eliza had her own Eliza suite, I would lose my current dungeon. My only choice would be to build a new one from scratch, but they wouldn’t be a god soul or have a fairy spring or anything. I’d be starting from scratch. It was true I could create copies of the lore from one dungeon to the other, but the growth my dungeon experienced would be lost.

Eliza’s growth was a bit abnormal due to various circumstances, but a normal dungeon might take a hundred years to reach the level she had reached. Even if Astria helped me build a new fairy fountain and we repeated our steps, unless I went out and started challenging dungeons and consuming them, a new dungeon wouldn’t grow. Furthermore, any resources I spent on my new dungeon would be resources taken away from Eliza. It was truly a conundrum.

“It’s alright, daddy. I will always be here waiting for you.” Eliza gave me a beautiful smile that immediately caused my worries to dissipate.

I reached out a patted her head. “I want you to be happy Eliza. Don’t force yourself because of me. If you feel there is a problem, I will do everything to fix it. Okay?”

Her cheeks turned red. “Yes, daddy.”

“And I thought my former husband spoiled his daughter too much.” Elaya sighed.

“I worry he’ll become like that dad from the Illusory Sword Dungeon, feeding her daughter souls to make her happy,” Alysia added.

“Will you all stop it with the daughtercon stuff!”

Chapter 1694

“This… is… UNACCEPTABLE!” Anne shouted.

I stuck a finger in my ear. She could throw out a high note, especially when she was having a tantrum.

“You said that you wanted a church. It’s not bad, is it?”

“That’s not the problem!”

After being relentlessly teased by those old ladies, I found it easier to tear myself away from my daughter for a bit, but after coming out, I felt immediate regret. I knew that this was going to happen, but I still didn’t want to deal with the raging Anne.

One of the nice things about Chalm was that it had already been an established city under Lord Karr. It had an adventuring guild, a travel guild, an alchemy shop, and all of that stuff. Some of the buildings were distributed freely for those who had the skills, while others were reclaimed by the decedents of the original owner. One building that had yet to be reclaimed was the church.

It wasn’t as large as the palace, but such a desire was something I planned to ignore anyway. However, it was a pretty large cathedral, and while it was worn down a bit and needed refurbishing, that was for them to worry about. If they wanted to expand on this building, they could use their own money to do so. Giving them this much was already too much.

However, there was one thing that I hadn’t expected when I arrived. A familiar face had appeared, the former receptionist from the adventuring guild. She looked much happier since she had left the guild. She wore her animal ears up, even tying a ribbon around one ear. It was pretty cute. She also seemed to get along well with the children. Given her typically bad attitude in the guild, I was a bit surprised by that.

That last time I had spoken to her, she said she had started working for the orphanage, but I had nearly forgotten. I also hadn’t realized that the orphanage had set itself up in the former church. Of course, they hadn’t had any money to fix it up, so it was a rather pitiful orphanage. Had I known it looked like this, I would have made sure more coins fell their way.

“Are you really unhappy that you must share the church with an orphanage? I thought that you would like the presence of the children. Don’t they honor the daughter or whatever…”

The secretary gasped, and various children moved around and hugged her, giving Anne fearful looks.

She shot me a scathing look. “You know perfectly well that the orphans are not the problem. What is she doing here?”

“Hello, sister. It’s been some time.” Mary smiled gently, giving a respectful bow.

“Who’s your sister?” Anne shouted back her eyes falling on Mary’s chest, which swayed a lot when she lowered her back.

They garnered so much attention even some of the young boys couldn’t help but stare, only for the former secretary to quickly cover their eyes with her hand.

“Since Lord Deekson has granted each of us half of the church, then in the future, please take care of me.” Mary seemed unphased.

“Take care of those floppy cow udders!”