My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

The two armies collided. Our army was at the peak of morale, having just doubled in size. As we approached them, their army was scattered and heavily damaged. The knights and soldiers didn’t even have time to dwell on the horrifying visage of the miasma-filled knights, the giants, the orcs, and the other monsters that made up the demon lord’s army. They were already fighting before they had time to think about it, and men who might have faltered and bent over as giants mowed them down like wheat with their mighty clubs now leaped onto those same confused giant’s backs and cut them apart with brutality.

Even we were shocked by how successful it worked. Although we had planned all of this out, we had feared many things going wrong. Perhaps, the groups would fight each other anyway. Perhaps, they’d just stop, losing all momentum. In the end, everything had worked perfectly, and the army flooded forward and fought. Not everyone lived, but this was my dungeon, so their souls would be safely collected and we’d resurrect them when time permitted.

As for the dungeon, Xin and Elaya had told us they would be tapped out after their little stunt. Astria would also be out of commission. After reconfiguring the dungeon so that it stretched out under this land, bending space so that the forge appeared right in front of us, and then expanding the dungeon to prevent the demon lord from escaping, the three had already done something that could be considered a miracle. Perhaps, they felt a bit disappointed that they couldn’t personally battle Lord Aberis in the end, but they seemed at peace with their roles.

“I once failed to finish him off for good.” Elaya sighed. “Let it be the heroes of this age that finally put him down for good.”

That was our mission.

“All girls, on me!”

Although the girls had led men into battle as generals, that was only to facilitate the merging of the army. Naturally, while galloping, we had explained everything that we could over Slave Communication as the girls excitedly all spoke at once. As we started the battle, the two of us went to find Lord Aberis, and all of the girls would be necessary for that fight. One of the key reasons we went to this extent was exactly because we’d need to focus on taking him down. The army had to be blown through because Lord Aberis alone was just that much of a threat.

Finally, I located the man. He was standing neither near the front nor the back. I had feared he might try to hide, but he picked a small hill. I could see large horns on his head, and wings on his back. In his hands were two daggers. One was the malacrum dagger he must have taken from Calypso. The other was a massive demon sword that shimmered with miasma. It looked like we didn’t want to be cut by either one. He truly looked like a ferocious demon.

“Deek!” He bellowed as his eyes locked on ours, fury on his face. “You’ve disrupted my plans for the last time! You should have been divided! The two would have been better off killing each other. Why are there two of you?”

“You haven’t heard?” Deek asked. “There is only-”

“-one Deek.” Deedee finished.

We attacked as one.