My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

Lord Tibult’s face twisted with indescribable emotions. He was the first noble I had met in this world, and he had been a bad example over all. He had upset the Mina dungeon and that nearly led to me and Lydia’s death. He had tried to cause trouble for me in the Capital. After his actions had inadvertently released a Demon Lord on the city, he was exiled to the border to be involved in some kind of conflict with the Ost Republic…

Ah… that was right, they were at a border town of the Ost Republic. What were the chances that these soldiers being sent from the Capital were going to be met by Lord Tibult himself? Actually, they probably would send a lower rank officer to check. If I recalled correctly, Lord Tibult’s entire family was tasked with protecting this border. He had actually been the black sheep wanting to live the lavish noble lifestyle rather than being an officer like his father and brothers.

In other words, had I been thinking about it, running into Lord Tibult here was a very real possibility. Unfortunately, not only had I not thought about it, but I had rolled the dice badly and ended up running right into him as soon as I got here. Worst of all, these soldiers were under his command. They might not be as strong as the Imperial Cloud Knights, but they were literally all around us. There were another fifteen soldiers behind Lord Tibult himself, making a total of sixty-five. We may need to run, and if that was the case, I wasn’t sure when or how we’d be able to make it to Kingsport to find a shipwright.

Lord Tibult began to walk up to me, his eyes narrowed as he stroked his blade menacingly. His time on the border was only a few weeks, but he looked like a completely different man. He had lost a lot of weight over that time. His eyes also had an overshadowed look. It was clear that this man had seen war and experienced life and death. The only other person I could have said changed so quickly in such a short period of time was myself.

Yet, old grudges were hard to kill. In a way, I was the one who ended up sending him to this place. He had every reason to hate me to his core. The girls behind me began to get ready. If they had to fight their way out, they wouldn’t hesitate to do it. It would hurt me if any one of them died though. We weren’t in a dungeon, so it wasn’t at the level of a life and death situation, but I couldn’t allow him to capture us either. We either escaped, or we died. If I died, I could resurrect back at the Capital using my Life Insurance, and then I could bring the girls back.

All of those thoughts occurred only within a few moments as the man approached me. The tension was so thick in the air that one could cut it with a blade if they wanted to.

At the moment he reached me, Lord Tibult suddenly fell to the ground. I thought he had tripped, but a moment later I realized he was kowtowing.

“Lord Deekson! My only friend! Please! Save me!” He cried out in a wailing and childish voice unbecoming of an officer.

“Eh?”