My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

Chapter 937

“We’re home.” I smiled. “We’re finally home.”

“This is… a dungeon?”  Bernice asked in wonder as she looked around the safe room.

I had opened a portal directly into the dungeon boss room of Chalm. Normally, since I had lost my tattoo, I wouldn’t be able to portal directly into a dungeon. However, this was the dungeon that I had created, and thus I was allowed to do such things. I could also speak with Slave Communication and other such things. No one else, however, should be able to do that.

This was one more way that I protected myself. Even if there was some magical way they could trace a portal and reopen it, they’d find themselves trying to open a portal directly into a dungeon, and not be able to do so. In the end, even if they did succeed in managing all that, they would instantly encounter the giant dungeon boss, who was already a formidable monster even I couldn’t defeat, and with the support of my dungeon, which was in turn supported by a fairy fountain, calling it a slaughter would be an understatement.

“Correction, this is my dungeon.” I sighed.

“It’s so good to be home?” Elaya stretched out happily.

“You’ve only been gone a day!” Carmine sniffed. “Stop acting like you’ve been through some great ordeal like us.”

“Hehe… well, it has been an ordeal, hasn’t it? After all, I hadn’t been completely sure of Deek here until now. I was worried to might be some kind of clever imposter.” Elaya chuckled.

“How can that be?” I snorted, walking down the stairway into the main boss room.

“Ah… Deek, actually…” Elaya suddenly grew flustered.

“Hmm? Deek!” a voice cut into what she was going to say. “You look better from the last I saw you.”

“Uh? Thanks?” I laughed, feeling good over seeing a familiar face.

Now that I had met the real Xin or at least a part of Xin, I really could see the similarities between the two women. The Xin in Twilight dungeon had been a woman, albeit a tall and muscular one. The woman in Widow’s Dungeon had been a larger than life giant. I wondered what created the differences between the two women. Was it how the dungeon saw the two women or was there something else at play.

“Master, I think there is something we need to discuss…” Elaya spoke uncertainly.

At that moment, there was a sudden feeling. It was a resonance, like something on me was trying to pull away. The giant’s friendly smile suddenly turned strange.

“This… what is this tugging feeling?” The giant asked uncertainly.

“Ah… that… it must be Xin’s soul.” I equipped my Mimic job and then tried to contain her karmic soul, but it seemed like it was trying to get out.

“X-Xin?” the giant’s eyes flashed.

“Wh-what do you mean, Xin’s soul?” Elaya cried out, whatever she was going to say completely lost.

“That is… I probably should take it away. It seems to want to merge with you.” I said helplessly.

The giant hesitated for a second and then straightened. “No, release it.”

“S-seriously?”

“It… feels like me. It’s like a piece of me is missing. I want to feel whole.” The giant bowed, which meant her head was still hovering over ours, but her hair ended up slapping my face.

“Ah… if you insist.” I released Xin’s soul.