My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

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Chapter 915

“Just, where are we?” I muttered to myself as I contemplated everything I had learned.

I was at the bar now, and I had just bought a drink. I was able to buy the drink using our coins. Thankfully, the bartender had a ‘gold is gold, regardless of who printed it’ mentality. I guess there were a lot of different minted coins across this land, and people had to be flexible.

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I didn’t realize it until he put it in front of me, but the drink was a wine made from blood. It turned out that they drunk blood. By making some choice conversation with the bartender, I slowly gained an understanding of these people. The residents were a species called Fey, and they were native to this world but were forced to leave their homes by humans. They claimed that humans invaded their world at some point and drove them away from their homelands.

This caused me to think back toward the Twilight Dungeon. The Demon King had claimed that demons weren’t the first species to come to our world through dungeons. He said that humans were once the same. It seemed like in this multiverse, species were constantly invading each other’s worlds. I felt there might be some kind of bigger picture at play here, but it was too far outside my paygrade to worry about such things. My goals were simply to return to Aberis and maintain a peaceful life with the women I loved.

My hand tightened as I thought about my experiences on Earth. Moving on was the least I could do, seeing as everyone else had already moved on. As for why I had ended up here from Earth instead of my home, I could only assume that the spell thought any place with humans would be a home for me. However, this place was as inhospitable to humans as possible, even vilifying the name to mean danger and death.

Although the Fey had many similarities to humans, their differences were just as vast. A major difference was that this place didn’t have dungeons. Unlike Aberis, which was largely wild, the entirety of this world had been settled and cultivated. The land itself was sanctified, preventing dungeons from forming. If a dungeon did manage to form, it was destroyed nearly as quickly as it appeared. Suffice it to say, people here were a much higher level on average than Aberis.

By the way, they called this land the Faerie Plains, and their homeland which was lost was named Faerith. I noticed the similarities between them and elves, as well as Faerith, was a name similar to Faeyna. I wondered if there was a connection between the Feys and the elves in our world. Well, I wouldn’t be able to find out until I found our world.

Or… maybe my interdimensional travel worked. Maybe we were on the right planet, but we were on the wrong continent! Just as I thought that this might be a possibility, the door opened, and a group of people walked in. They were all in armor, but the one in charge was a yellow-haired woman. Her eyes looked over the entire group in the bar and finally landed on the similarly yellow-haired Carmine. I immediately got a bad feeling about this.

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I left the bar and sat next to Carmine as the other woman’s eyes narrowed. She immediately walked right up to us.

“Your name?” She demanded in a haughty tone.

“Carmine,” Carmine responded simply.

“Only nobles have yellow-hair, and I’ve met every noble across the Faerie Plains. I don’t seem to recall a Carmine at all. So, tell me, who are you?” Her eyes flashed.

So, it was something like that. It turned out we would get in trouble for impersonating royalty. This was going to get messy.

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My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

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