My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 1619

Final Blow wasn’t named for being the killing blow for my enemy, but because the blow essentially took every ounce of mana and stamina I had and converted it into a single strike. With Alysium’s sharpness, I was able to use that strength to bisect the crocodile in a single blow. I had been right in my guess that the crocodile didn’t have the insanely high defense that the boar in the previous dungeon had. Instead, it depended on speed and its stealth-like drowning trick to earn its status as an S-class boss. Even then, I wasn’t certain I would have been able to do it if I wasn’t all being enhanced by ½ of the complete blessing the dungeon was strengthening me with.

I had fallen to one knee, using my blade to keep myself from collapsing. Of course, I had already pulled out a vial full of waters of life and was drinking it to replenish the damage I had done. While this was happening, I felt for the first time that I was fortunate to have the church with me. The paladins were fishing Anne out of the water and thus picked up Cici while they were at it. They immediately began using church healing spells and potions on her. freewebnσvel.cøm

Cici was young, but those faeries were pretty tough. She wasn’t on the verge of death, but I was still glad to see that she was being healed. I had given all of my energy into performing that instant kill. Had the crocodile gotten away and managed to submerge again, I feared my portal trick might not work so well a second time. By the time we came up with another way to get Cici, I worried she’d be seriously hurt by then. That’s why I couldn’t hold back.

“So much for talking to this boss…” I muttered to myself after finishing my vial.

This was not the boss I would have been able to negotiate terms with. It seemed like all of these bosses were wild animals without a thought to them. I supposed it made things easier for the trial portion of this dungeon, but it didn’t give me any room to try to figure out more about the dungeon. Furthermore, I had already seen the result of this dungeon mural here, so we didn’t need to stay any longer than we had to.

This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.

Cici’s eyes popped open and she coughed up some water. It was the Inquisitor who had been using the healing spells on her, meanwhile, Anne was cursing and yelling. I realized some of it was in my direction, but I was getting good at ignoring her. A few of the paladins were glaring at me for getting Ann wet, but I was used to that too.

I used my slowly returning strength to walk over to Cici and kneel next to her. She looked up at me, and then turned away, a sudden expression of shame on her face.

“What is it?” I asked.

“I… came to support Master, and yet, I only ended up becoming a burden.” She responded with a depressed voice.

“My lord, I’m supposed to be your guard, but I’ve also found myself unable to protect you through anything!” Chance added as well.

They weren’t necessarily wrong. They had both insisted on coming along to protect me, yet I hadn’t just gone off by myself multiple times, but I had even had to rescue and protect them, as they weren’t high enough levels for this dungeon. In the next two battles, this discrepancy would only be worse.

This would have been a good time to put them in their place. I could finally crush their hopes of being my travel partners, and they would remain safe in the mansion from thereon. However, looking into their forelorn expressions, I just couldn’t do such a thing. I reached out and patted each of their heads.

“I need both of you by my side.” I declared. “You’re here to help me emotionally. You are here to keep me calm. Can you do that?”

Both girls looked a bit confused for a second, but then they gave nods. I felt glad that children were much easier to trick.