My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

Lydia’s hand went to her face, and she touched where the mask should have been before shooting me a stern glare. “I do not know this Lydia.”

It was almost difficult to recognize her because the happy carefree expression that Lydia usually wore was replaced by deep concentration and a stern look. She could have been a completely different person, but now that her mask was gone, I had no doubt it was Lydia.

“Then, do you know Deek?” I asked.

“I don’t know that name either!” She scowled. “Stop wasting my time!”

She attacked again, and I barely managed to block her. My goals had radically changed though. Now that I confirmed I was dealing with Lydia, my new goal became figuring out what was wrong with her. She was hard to catch though. Her speed made it sou every time I tried to lock her down, she managed to slip away quickly. On top of that, I had already received several bad hits, and without any time to heal, she was wearing me down.

“Alysia… I think we should try that idea we had.”

“That idea! Wasn’t that for the bedroom, on an unmoving target?”

“Geh… it applies to now. You can do it.”

“M-master… I’ll do my best!”

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I quickened my speed, trying to match Lydia for just a moment.

“Accelerate! True Strike!” I came at Lydia was a brutal strike.

She had no choice but to block the strike, my gauntlet striking her hand. As soon as we touched, my eyes flashed.

“Now!”

The gauntlet glowed, losing its current shape. As the force of my attack was pushed back by her defense, the white light flowed around her hand. She tried to pull back, but I had the momentum and was pushing her down. When the light disappeared, a small cuff was around Lydia’s hands.

“Alysium, handcuff edition!” I announced happily.

“I can’t believe Master thought of turning me into this…” Alysia whined.

Lydia looked down at her wrist in wide-eyed wonder. However, I didn’t hesitate to grab her hand and pulled her. My other hand touched her forehead.

“Karmic Control!”

My intention wasn’t to control her karma but to make sure she wasn’t being controlled by someone else. For a brief second, I peered into her soul, and what I saw shocked me to my core.

“Master!”

Lydia was screaming like she was in pain, her body writhing like she was being injured.

“What’s wrong?”

“Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh! Let me be!” Lydia screamed, thrashing wildly against the handcuffs.

At that moment, I felt an extreme danger, like death was about to strike. “Alysia, release here!”

I leaped back just as Alysia unlocked Lydia’s wrist. A form blurred into the ring, appearing between the pair of us. His speed was unmatched, he gave off the pressure of an impossible mountain, its heights making even Kind Diorite seem like a child. Had Alysia not released her hold when she did, his movement would have chopped her in two. I did not doubt that. In his eyes were a cold and icy fury that shot to my very core.

The Kingpin struck me, and I felt my body lurch as I flew back. I slammed into the ropes, bending out the post on that side with extreme force before collapsing on my butt. I had just enough energy to get back up, but I had a feeling that had been deliberate. If he had wanted that strike to kill me, he would have used them. His hand touched Lydia’s forehead, and she immediately stopped screaming, falling asleep. He caught her in his arms and then shot me a deadly look.

“Have you seen enough?” He asked.

“I need to help.”

“Haven’t you done enough?”

“Not yet… she’s dying.”