My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

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I left the inn, traveling with a group of knights all around me. It was clear to me that these men had ill will. Perhaps they knew that I knew, but was helpless to fight it. They had grins on their faces and weren’t even trying very hard to hide their ill intent.

I was wearing my best equipment, an odd assortment of the armor, accessories, and items I had picked up in previous dungeons. Most of this equipment wasn’t top-tier, but more than a couple of the items might be called mid-tier items. These were extremely valuable. They weren’t national treasures, but to a low-level noble they were definitely desirable. I noticed a few of the knights hungrily looking at my gear with the clear expectation that they would be taking it from me shortly.

“This trip could take some time. Do we even know what floor we’ll find the knights?”

“Of course, we do. We already used the device to see that he was located on the first floor.” The knight leader responded stiffly.

The next question was an obvious one. If they discovered them on the first floor, why bother to leave and fetch me? It would have made much more sense if they had already retrieved the life recorder. Yet, I had the feeling that they hadn’t. These men weren’t good at acting. Had they known their fellow Knights had died by my hand, they would have been much more hostile. On top of that, they might have been wary.

Yet, if I felt anything from these guys, it was simply a condescending feel. They thought they were better than me, and that I was an insect they simply hadn’t squashed yet. In a moment, they were going to realize how wrong they actually were.

There were now a total of five knights waiting at the gate to enter. They also had knowing grins and I even caught one winking at the others. I suppose, if by some fluke, I was to escape the knights and make it to the entrance, these guys were here to kill me as I emerged from the dungeon. The two Knights Miki had put to sleep the night before were there. They clearly had no clue what had happened the night before. The pair had woken up before anyone caught them sleeping on the job, and perhaps decided to not report it. Their oversight meant that these men had no clue what was going to happen.

The gates opened and I followed alongside the men. I tried to be cautious, but there was no way the knights allowed me to be in the back behind them, even though that was where I was most comfortable as a support unit anyway.

With a breath, I entered the dungeon. As the environment shifted from the open outdoors to the closed off ivy maze that I had already grown used to, my anxiety and concern only grew. They wouldn’t immediately attack me here, right?

“Come…” The lead knight pointed down a hallway leading into the darkness. “It’s time to begin.”

“I agree…” I muttered to myself.