My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

“Why have you told me all of this?” Astria asked.

“Hehe… the message isn’t for you.” His eyes turned to me, and I couldn’t help but jump.

He looked right at me, but a second later he turned to Astria again.

“I won’t become your slave. I won’t make your fairy spring.”

“I had thought I had lost the ability to get a fairy spring of my own. I had tried many times. I knew that once you descended into madness you would no longer be able to create one. For a time, I had regretted acting so jealously. I was younger back then. I used to think every man’s woman belonged to me.” He let out a chuckle as if he just remembered something. “I had played with a lot of Karr’s so-called servant harem, although he had never known they weren’t faithful to him.”

“You will never touch me!”

“I don’t care to touch you.” He made a face. “You’re used goods. You’re barely even a fairy anymore.”

“Then why are you here?”

“Still acting dumb?” He raised an eyebrow. “Why build a fairy spring when there is already a perfectly good one?”

“There is no fairy spring, fool!” Astria tried to lie.

“We both know that is a lie. No, your new lord found out how to build one, and he even attached it to his dungeon. It must be your daughter.” He sounded slightly like he was speaking to himself. “Yes, she would have made the new fountain for her Master. I will possess her, and it.”

“You won’t touch my daughter!” Astria shouted. “I’m done with this. I’m not the little naïve fairy you once visited in the woods. I will bring you head for my Master!”

Her dark wings spread out, and a miasmic force exploded from her. Astria was as terrifying as always, although she had grown weaker since I had been away. She had given her strength to protect Celeste. This had allowed Celeste to evolve, but Astria was still week. Astria exploded out her dark magic racing toward King Roth. She had a clawed hand outstretched as if she was planning to grab his throat.

King Roth didn’t move at all. He remained in place, calmly watching her attacks. Just before she reached him, a whip flew out and struck Astria like lightning. A person appeared in front of her, and she used some kind of spell that reflected the attack on Astria. Not expecting her attack to rebound, Astria was struck and ended up flying back.

Standing right in front of King Roth was a rather beautiful lioness. She had a mane of wild hair and a black stripe through it. She had a dangerous aura to her movements, which the other lionesses seemed to differ to.

“Is that all you have?” The lioness asked mockingly. “You don’t even have the right to lick Master’s boot.”

“I won’t let you…” Astria tried to scream, but the woman merely flicked her fingers.

A dozen lionesses jumped onto Astria. She shrunk, trying to dodge them. Several spells were sent out by even more women. This was the harem he was fighting with. Not all of them were lionesses. Many of the magicians were other animalkin. However, simply by the expressions on their faces, it was clear there was a hierarchy and the lionesses were on top. When a lioness looked in the direction of one of the others, she quickly lowered her head.

The fighting only went a few moments before Astria was restrained to the ground. The dungeon lore was dropped, rolling over to Roth. He caught it with his foot.

“You won’t get away with this… when Master returns…”

“Oh, he’s out?” King Roth raised his foot. “In that case, I’ll wait.”

He slammed his foot down, breaking the orb underneath. The illusion of Matty let out a scream as his lore shattered into a dozen pieces.