My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

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Chapter 822

A Paladin wasn’t just a Knight. It was an anti-dungeon Knight. Their entire skillset was aimed toward destroying dungeons. Other than Dungeon Divers, there was no one more suitable for entering a dungeon than a Paladin. When it came to fighting the dungeon bosses, Paladins won hands down. Then, you place that Paladin who was already powerful against dungeons in an armor designed to be invincible within this dungeon.

The star armor might be a powerful armor outside of this dungeon, but inside of it, anything else created by the dungeon would treat it like Silvthril. Thus, there was a Paladin, a high defensive job in unbeatable armor. Then, you add to that a real Silvthril sword, otherwise known as a holy sword, a weapon designed for destroying anything cursed. It was the ultimate weapon for destroying dungeon’s and dungeon bosses.

As if this wasn’t enough, then amplify that person, through the use of a certain Slave Bond, so that their status was many times greater, and they had numerous physical advantages. This was the circumstances that Carmine found herself in. After fighting the curse of miasma for nearly three months, she was finally freed and ready for a fight.

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I had used Switch Position, and then had put Carmine where I was. In all honesty, I hadn’t been certain it would work. I left my armor behind, and then teleported Carmine inside it. In an instant, she was armored, and I was the one without. It was as much an outfit insta-switch as possible. I had done practice with Switch Position, since it had been so useful for me in the past, and I had come to realize that it wasn’t a matter of inside or out, but I took with me what I will to go with me. This had limits. I couldn’t take a building with me, for example. However, I had thought about using it to quickly shed clothing. It wasn’t a perverted thing! I swear I wasn’t thinking about ways to strip my girls. After all, I would end up in their clothing or vice versa! Either way, it proved successful.

In front of Carmine was the Demon King, the source of her embarrassing woes for the last few months. Although, she might have attacked Bernard as well, in her current state it was anyone’s guess if Carmine recognized her. She did recognize the Demon King though, an already heavily wounded foe. She attacked without remorse. She got hit as many times as me, but she had a certain skill that I didn’t. That was the ability to take damage to give damage.

My fighting style typically functioned around keeping a distance, going in for quick strikes and then retreating. After all, I couldn’t heal myself if I didn’t have room to do so. This meant that every time I lost an exchange, I would heal up, only to go again. Carmine’s fighting style was to get close and to stay close, never giving her opponent a rest. He may get several hits on her, but he couldn’t avoid her getting several hits on him. With me healing her on the side the match quickly started going one direction.

“A Paladin? Here?” Aberon’s voice sounded panicked.

“Carmine, finish him quickly!” I called out.

“Yes, Master!” She raised her sword, which was already glowing, and shouted “Holy!’

The sword shone even brighter, and a blinding light flooded out across the city, blinding everyone present.

“N-nooo!” The Demon King cried out.

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However, her ability landed, and when the light diminished, she was standing in front of nothing but a pile of floating ash. The Demon King had been defeated. Carmine pulled off her helmet, her long blond hair dancing in the wind.

“Y-you were wonderful!” Bernard suddenly grabbed Carmine’s hands. “Marry me!”

“Who-“ Carmine’s eyes narrowed.

“It’s Bernard.” I explained.

“My real name is Bernice!” She snapped at me before turning back to Carmine. “You’re the cutest woman ever! Dump your Master and be with me!”

“…” Carmine seemed to be completely confused.

“Why do women keep falling in love with you?” I asked incredulously.

It was truly one of life’s mysteries.

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