My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

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“Take your women and leave.” He spoke in a low voice filled with rage. “I won’t warn you again.”

I instinctively looked back at Faeyna. He noticed and snickered.

“You and I are a lot alike in many ways. We’re loyal, have a love for women and a good fight, and are stubborn to the teeth. However, you’re a bit too young and naïve yet.” The King allowed the rage on his face to lighten. “As fun as it would be seducing a beautiful elf maid, I don’t make it a habit of stealing other men’s women, even if those men selfishly keep an unfair share of them to themselves. At least, all the maids I’ve played with over the years weren’t slaves. Even Eliana’s mother was freed before I touched her. I’ve also never demanded exclusivity from them. They were free to be with other men all they wanted.”

“Easy come… easy go, huh?”

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The King snorted. “Yeah… something like that.”

While he was talking, I had already checked to make sure all the girls were alright. Shao was unconscious, but even Celeste who had been pierced was still in an okay condition. However, all five girls were out of the fight. As for the King standing protectively in front of the bed, it was impossible to make an attack on the Queen now.

Furthermore, Faeyna was behind me, and I had a feeling that despite his words, he’d still use her to threaten me if push came to shove. It was probably for the best that things ended up this way. If I had successfully killed her, the King’s rage would assuredly have resulted in all of our deaths. However, the dungeon might be destroyed, and we’d have a chance at being resurrected. It was a pretty extreme gamble, one that was even more reckless than the time I used Meteor.

“Faeyna… do you trust me?” I asked using Slave Communication, making sure I didn’t look in her direction at all.

“I-I do! With my life!”

I sighed and started walking back over to Faeyna. The King cautiously softened his grip as he saw me walk away. However, I stopped when I reached her, giving Faeyna a gentle smile.

“There is something different between the two of us. Something you could say is irreconcilable.”

“Oh?” He asked suspiciously. “What is that?”

“You want her? Have her!”

I grabbed Faeyna, picked her up, and tossed her as hard as I could across the room. She let out a cry as she flew into the air. My strength was far greater than it used to be. There was no way I could throw a woman her size like that in the past, but now I could do it with ease. Her direction was right at the King. His eyes widened in surprise, and he reached out his hands and caught her, stumbling back until his legs hit the bed.

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“You…” His face twisted in anger. “Is this how you treat your women? You toss a delicate flower-like a bould- geh!”

His face turned white in mid-sentence, and the anger on his face turned to shock. He looked back to see a dagger in his back, which was being held by Elaya, the Queen.

“Spectral Dagger…” She said. “It can cut a spirit directly from a body… and it can also be held by ghosts! You’re right, husband. Once I cut your soul from your body, you will be mine for eternity!”

At that moment, I cast Create Cushion under me, and then immediately positioned shifted. I appeared right in front of the King between his arms, while Faeyna appeared hovering over the spot I had just been. She landed on the cushion of air, hitting the ground softly. The position I was in was the same before and after a shift, so I wasn’t in his arms, and Faeyna was seemingly hovering in the air.

“The difference between us is that I don’t put girls on a pedestal or treat them like a trophy! When you put a girl on display, all you can do is idolize her or find her flaws!”

“Wha-“ He had been so caught by being stabbed in the back by his wife, he didn’t even notice me appearing in front of him.

The dagger had sealed his soul though, and thus his movements were also sealed. So, as my sword took the King’s head, he was powerless to resist.

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