My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

Chapter 1635



“We’ve managed to set up defenses here and here.” A man who looked to be the head of the island’s security forces declared. “The pirates have lightened their attacks lately. I think we have started to wear them down.”

“They’re not pirates, they are fey.” I interrupted. “And the reason they’ve slowed down their attack is that they failed to acquire the award at the end of the dungeon.”

Before I could do anything, we had to discuss plans with those present. We have recovered Anne, Calypso, and the rest I had left behind when I charged into their town hall. After I appeared, the fighting did seem to back off, which would have coincided with the fey getting in touch with their forces. Unfortunately, this defensible position put me up against many irritating people, including the merchant council that ran this island, and the leaders of the tribes who had arrived to begin their peace talks.

“I take offense to that!” A woman with pink hair in a ceremonial robe declared. “The fact that you try to villainize our people because of past events, you’re trying to put us in a place of disadvantage during the peace talks!”

She was a representative of the fey who remained. They had a tribe of several thousand in the south of the Ost Republic. They seemed to be as clueless to the fey invasion as anyone else. Culturally, they believed that the fey that tried to go overseas all died. Since then, they had more or less integrated with the rest of the species that established themselves on Faerith, although their numbers never recovered.

I had come to learn that most of them weren’t even full fey. Since they couldn’t be resurrected, a lot of them sought partners with another species so that their children could have the same chances as the children from other species, without the fears of death. Ultimately, she felt like more of a nuisance, seeming to think that my words were an elaborate ruse just to spite the fey.

“This isn’t what Lord Deek means.” Eliana tried to soothe the bristly politician.

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“I also am not convinced of this so-called story.” The councilman who had been with us in the dungeon spoke up. “You claim to have beaten a dungeon in two days that couldn’t be conquered by even the best of us in centuries? You expect us to believe that?”

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