My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 1666

Of anyone that I didn’t want to see in that moment, Eliana was the top. I had come on this journey to protect her, and I had failed to do so. I didn’t just fail to protect her, I failed to protect the thing that was most precious to her. I had put Eliana in some place safe before I had started this. I was too afraid to face her. It hurt too much. How had she returned like this?

I didn’t have to look far to see the answer. Alysia was standing a short distance away from her with the Titan’s Fall girls. They were somewhat beaten up. They must have fought their way through the SSS island. Alysia would have known where I had gone. The monsters were being destroyed as I consumed miasma to power my current state, so they were able to fight their way in. It was still impressive they were able to move so quickly.

At that moment, I saw Kaia grab onto the inquisitor. She lifted something and broke it in two. I had a sudden spike of worry, but as I tried to move, I found myself completely immobile. Eliana kneeled in front of me, reached out, and grabbed my face.

“Deek, let it go.” Eliana’s voice was weak.

She had still just come back from near death, and I knew just kneeling before I took everything she had. What was she saying though? I had them? I had the person who had murdered our child. I could just reach out and kill them.

“Deek, I need you.” Tears formed in her eyes.

My eyes met hers, and I couldn’t look away again. There was a flash of light behind her, and I knew that Kaia had used some kind of teleportation. It would have been a short distance. I still go and find her. I could still leave. Yet, I couldn’t. My body shook.

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“I failed.”

I didn’t even know what failure I was talking about. Was it failing to kill Kaia, or was it failing to protect Eliana?

“Deek…”

“I lost…” I could bring myself to say anymore.

It was getting harder and harder to think, but it was different than before. It wasn’t that my mind was being slammed with lore that I couldn’t handle. It was like my mind was collapsing in on itself. I could feel my connection to the dungeon lore quickly breaking. I was no longer able to control it, and just like when I tried to merge souls with Alysia, the incompatibility started to become too much.

“We lost,” Eliana responded.

Her words were like a knife being slammed into my heart. I heard a deep and powerful sob, and the world around me became blurry. Eliana reached out and wrapped her hands around my head, and it was at that point I realized the sob was coming from me. I began to cry wailing cries, my tears drenching Eliana’s dress.

I was the one who had messed up. I was the one who had failed to protect her. Eliana lost her child. Eliana almost died. Yet, she was comforting me. She was holding me. They all were. They were all holding me tightly, and all I could do was cry. I felt more pathetic than I had ever felt in my entire life, but I couldn’t stop either. I could only stay there, being held by all of them, crying, until all of the energy was sapped out of me.

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