My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

“What do we do, Master?” Miki cried worriedly while on her knees on the ground.

I hadn’t decided if I even wanted to go through with the plan. After all, I was already invited to become a Bandit. The goal was complete. The guy was just about to tell me everything, and then Miki came in and interrupted. I might have scolded her a bit after that, which I had immediately felt bad about. However, now that everyone was unconscious, it’d be very difficult to join the guy now.

I ended up calling the rest into the mansion, and we picked up and put all of the people where they wouldn’t be disturbed. Miki promised they wouldn’t wake up for a while.

“Some of these guys seem familiar,” Salicia muttered.

That was because they were some of her old team. I decided not to mention it though.

“So, what is the plan, Master? Are we still going to rob the place?”

After I had some time to calm down and think about it, I realized that we really ought to continue the plan. As this guy already suggested, his band was just the messengers. They were in no way close enough to the core banditry to help me if I joined their band. I’d be left just helping them carry messages.

On top of that, a lot of good could be done with that money. I checked, and there was 10,000 gold coins worth of money in this shipment. The greedier part of me considered taking it and adding it to Chalm’s coffers. It’d be nice for Chalm to use some money that wasn’t part of my wealth. However, deep down, I knew that this money came from the improper taxation on the citizens, or I suppose the exploitation of their desperation in gambling, and the best course of action was to return it to the people somehow.

“We’re going to take it all,” I responded.

Salicia, Shao, and Carmine began to move through the place, while I put our horses on the cart. Thankfully, they had never unloaded the carriage after starting their drinking party, so it was best to just steal it. Ruby helped, but she was more uneasy about it. I had offered her to stay back and not get involved, but she had insisted as our mentor that she take equal responsibility with our actions. She had the look of a woman who was pushing herself.

After she carved the design we had come up with, which was a dollar sign with an X through it, I came over and admired her work. In this world, the dollar sign didn’t mean money, so it was meaningless, but it was a distinct enough symbol to stand out, and it had a meaning if anyone asked. Looking at the frown on Ruby’s face, I patted her shoulder. I actually couldn’t reach her head.

“We’re doing the right thing.”

Rather than look relieved, she jerked, her cheeks turning red as she looked away from me.

I was going to inquire more when Shao suddenly came out. “Deek, you should see this.”

What was it now?