My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 1574

Five of the ten men we ended up neutralizing were flashers. I felt like I was committing genocide against my people. Actually, why were there so many flashers in this tropical paradise? Was it just because the weather was nice enough you could get by in nothing but an overcoat? The other five were pickpockets, thieves, and at least one man who had snatched a woman and was trying to have her way with her. He wasn’t like the others and deserved death. I probably should stop sympathizing with the enemies.

We didn’t run into any dangerous plots, but then again, it was still several days before the peace talks began. If there was some plot, then they could show up at any time. I’d remain vigilant for the appearance of any red in the city. Along with that, there was one more thing that I had to do. This time, I left the city properly. The island wasn’t massive, but it wasn’t that small either. There was a tall volcano-like mountain in the center, and all along it was various routes, hot springs, villages, and training areas.

I avoided all of them, specifically looking for an area of low population. This ended up being a hard-to-reach cove on the opposite side of the island from the city and the dock. Once I was sure there was no one remotely close, I reached into my soul world and pulled out an assortment of items. There was some water of life, some mithril, a bit of orichalcum, a few weapons and swords, and so on.

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I looked out into the water and then lowered my head. “Great Dungeon Master of the Champion’s Gauntlet, I know you can hear me. I apologize for giving you a start by entering your dungeon without warning. I have no desire to take over your dungeon or relieve you of your control. I’m only here to visit. I’d like to learn a bit about your story, meet with a friend, and be involved with these peace talks. I will only remain for a few weeks and then I will return home. I hope you can take these gifts as compensation for the inconvenience I’ve given you.”

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I finished my words, but I heard no response. There were just the sounds of water hitting the rocky shore and a few distant birds. This was something I had come to realize I had to do whenever I entered a dungeon that I wasn’t planning on invading. Dungeon Masters could detect each other, and the second I entered this dungeon, it would have been like an alarm for him. It’d be considered rude, and may even cause a hostile response if I just started trouncing around like I owned the place.

That’s why I prepared a gift and a short speech. I introduced myself, let them know my intentions, and hopefully, I wouldn’t have any issues like I did when I entered Gram’s Passage. The silence lingered on, and I considered saying more.

However, at that moment, black miasma started to float up from the ground. It immediately started to wrap around the items I had put out. One thing after another, the items started to dissolve, like they were being eaten away and turned to dust before me. Anything left out in a dungeon could eventually be eaten away in this matter, but the miasma was so low here that probably wouldn’t have happened, and certainly not that quickly. I waited until it had all disappeared and then let out a breath of relief. If he had taken the offering, then that was as much of an affirmation as I needed.

“Thank you!” I bowed and left the beach, heading back to the city and Eliana.