My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 1643

I wasn’t the only one who had been busy the last few weeks. With the battle behind them, the deep dwarves who had opened up their new forge in a special floor of my dungeon where continued to work. They intended to retrofit an entire army's worth of armor and weapons for the soldiers. The Blacksmith Master was working alongside Sapphire and the other deep dwarves while using the armory of rare metals that Diorite had managed to save for them.

Of course, the best stuff wasn’t being handed out recklessly, but even basic dwarvish steel was several times better than most Aberis stuff. Only magical items and things found in dungeons have any chance to compete with it. A very small selection of the lower-tier stuff made by the apprentices was sold to start bringing in money to Chalm. The rest had been being stored in an armory, with a few pieces being distributed when a promising young recruit rose in the ranks.

Of course, all of the girls were getting armor custom-made to their tastes and needs. This was armor that hopefully wouldn’t get destroyed the next time we were in a dangerous fight. The lionesses, as my newly prescribed bodyguards, were also prepared armor and weapons. Sapphire brought out several storage rings and pulled out the armor for them. The girls started getting changed right there in front of me as Sapphire began their fitting.

I had a feeling that Lydia had a hand in this. They could have gotten fitted and arrived in their armor, but it turned out to be a show. I tried to be a gentleman and keep my eyes away, but the girls kept asking for me to check their armor and see if it looked and fit right. I found myself having to check many thighs, busts, and hips as Sapphire was overwhelmed with the task at hand.

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“My lord, don’t be afraid to be a little rough.”

“Please, my lord, can you check if my chest is right? You can use your hands.”

While I was doing my lordly duty, my pregnant woman was watching. She had chosen that moment to be completely stone-faced. I had no clue if she was upset, amused, or anything else. At least I had seen Sapphire smirk a few times, so I knew this was deliberate on her part.

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The only saving grace is that I did have Carmine with me. After this was all over, I’d take my frustrations out on her.

“So, Master was being truthful with this armor.”

“I’m sorry we didn’t start your custom armor. We didn’t have your exact sizes. Hopefully, this armor will do?”

“It’s not as heavy as I’d like, but it’ll do for now.” Carmine was wearing something that had ended up in the deep dwarf armory from before Twilight.

It wasn’t the typical white and shiny attire that Carmine was used to. This outfit was nearly black, fitting the dark environment of the deep well. It also didn’t show off any of her body, but that was more my personal preference and I couldn’t let it come into play.

When everyone was fully dressed, I had to say that it made an impression. The lionesses wore armor that seemed scandalous, but also still covered the skin. It sort of reminded me of Amazon. It gave them a lot of flexibility, but also protected them properly. They included a small shield they could pull onto their arm from their back, and a weapon of their choosing, which were mostly swords. With them, all dressed the same and in such fine armor, they did look like an imposing military unit. Even Chance had been fitted in a smaller version of the armor, which Anne had thought was adorable, and started drooling over inappropriately.

“This is also for you.” Sapphire pulled out something and handed it to Cici.

“Eh? Me?” She flipped open a metal fan, but it had sharp edges.

“Faeyna has recently taken to learning some combat training, and she’s taken a liking to war fans. They’re small and can be held on your person, but can be used to defend yourself or attack if necessary. She says they will become costume attire for the maids.” Sapphire explained. “For now, she says to just get used to having it on you at all times.”

“I-I will!” Cici clutched it as if it had great importance to her.

So, even my maids were going to become warriors? Just what kind of territory was I building?