My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

Lydia licked her lips. “Mmm… Masters kisses have gotten better.”

“R-really?”

“Mm!” She smiled and then finally turned to survey the situation.

Her eyes seemed to take in the entire battlefield in a single glance before she looked at First. “So, you’re the one who hurt Master?”

“Little girl, you’ve come far too late.” First responded mockingly. “The rest of his harem has already failed. They are all miserably losers as undeserving of a Master as the Master is of them. I will gladly claim them all for King Roth, and they can learn what it’s like to have a real Master.

“Hey!” Faeyna shot back.

“We’re not failures!” Shao complained.

“Yes, you are.” The voice that came out was Lydia’s, causing all of the girls to jerk with shock.

Her original smile slipped off her face, and a stern look suddenly appeared. Lydia looked at each other girls.

“L-lydia… we’ve all been through a lot…” Miki tried to explain. “We’re a lot stronger…”

“You may have learned a few new tricks, but how are any of your stronger?” Lydia asked, her voice cutting through all protest. “The reason I allowed him to cut my soul, even though I knew how long it might take, was that I believed the rest of you would be there to protect Master. You say that you love him…”

“I do love him!” Terra cried out.

“We all do, girl,” Elaya added.

“Then why is he the one on the ground missing an arm?” Lydia shouted. “Why is he the one who almost died?”

Elaya blinked, seemingly taken aback.

“Lydia, we tried…” Shao began.

“Did you? Did any of you try?” Lydia gave them all a stern look, her catlike eyes seeming to pierce through all of them. “As soon as Master suffered trouble in the Ost Republic, you all immediately took off. You all got into trouble, and it was Master who had to bail you out, correct?”

Her words immediately struck every girl’s heart. They had all been a mess thinking they had lost Deek, and even the ones who didn’t truly believe he was gone still had stood by and done nothing.

“Lydia… it’s fine…” I started to say.

“No, Master, it’s not!” Lydia snapped, and as she looked back for a moment, I saw tears running down her face. “You’ve all grown complacent! You’ve grown so used to Master always fixing things, that you’ve come to expect it. That’s why you’ve been acting so flippant. There was a time each one of you would have been ground to paste rather than see a single hair perturbed on Master’s head, yet here you all are, pretending you tried your best, while Master was the one giving everything. He granted you his power, not just by being your Master, by loving you, but also through sacrifice. He’s the one that supported you and healed you, and you all took advantage of that.”

“I-I gave up my body!” Terra protested.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“And did you ever think for a second you’d lose your life?” Lydia demanded. “Or did you assume Master would eventually fix everything? Can any of the rest of you say you’ve risked anything?”

As Lydia’s predatory gaze met Terra’s eyes, she finally looked away. Lydia met every eye there, and every girl looked down, shame painting across their faces. Elaya, Astria, Bernice, Terra, Celeste, Miki, and even Selena could no longer raise their eyes.

First clapped her hands. “Wonderful… your looks truly please me.”

“You shut up! I’ll deal with you in a minute!” Lydia declared, causing First to once again have a small indignant fit as she was disregarded again. “You all have a choice. A man had come wanting to take you all away from Master. This is the time you can show what you have. This is the moment you need to give it all. If you’ve ever cared about Master, then you must live every moment for him!”

There was a long pause of silence.

“F-for him…” Miki was shaking, an expression of rage on her face. “I didn’t do everything I could. I held back. I almost let him die. I won’t… I won’t do it again!”

Her eyes started to darken, and a strange miasma started to flow from her body. It gave off a feeling of death. The grass all around her feet darkened to brown, creating a circle of death around her. Her tails began to light up, creating a rainbow cacophony behind her.

Shao’s eyes seemed to contain fervent insanity. “What would I do without Master? Despair!”

Her fingernails turned to claws, horns came out the top of her head, and a tail came out the back. Her body took on a dark, demonic appearance.

“Master.” The air started to swirl around Celeste.

Her body started to fade, becoming one with the wind, a moving cyclone of death.

Each woman suddenly began to glow with their respective power. The atmosphere seemed to change, and the women who had just been battling them glanced at each other, flummoxed by the sudden dangerous pressure they were feeling.

“Th-they’re becoming monsters!” One woman cried out.

“Well, except that golem. She was already a monster,” said another.

If Terra’s current form had tear ducts, she would have wept.