My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 241
βThank you for the ride. Wagons are really quite nice.β I said, rubbing my poor sore butt. ππ―eπππππ£πππ²π.cπ°π
Walking for several weeks to the Capitol city sounded good in my mind, but after a few more days on my feet, I had enough. Of course, there was no way Iβd be in a horse saddle all day. Thatβs how I ended up here, riding a wagon.
As we got closer to the capitol, there were more cities, and we decided at one such city to stop and pay for transportation. Most transportation traveled with guards too, so it solved the problem of the Bandits following us too. Although, as we heard it, it wasnβt really an issue. We were too close to the Capitol now, and the Bandit King couldnβt risk raiding anything here without a strong risk of swift and violent retaliation. It was that sort of situation.
We ended up traveling with a merchant caravan on a rented wagon for the last week. I preferred things this way compared to my own wagon. I had no desire to take care of a horse. Terra offered to pull the wagon for us. She was an Earth Golem. Supposedly her strength and stamina would be extremely high and pulling a wagon for many hours wouldnβt be difficult for her. However, I had now seen her naked, and watching a small girl pull me along in a wagon hurt my heart a bit too much.
As a result, the rest of our journey was quite peaceful. We stopped three times a day, cooked, and then slept with some protection in a wagon circle. I had worried a little bit that traveling with others would cause problems. Perhaps there would be a flag involving some guy making passes at my girls. However, slaves were normal in Aberis and even having four of them only had me seen as someone wealthy enough to own four. Adding the magic items that I wore along with those I gave the girls, and it was generally assumed that I was a wealthy lord, even if I said I wasnβt.
βIβm not saying youβre one of those fancy city lords. You ainβt dressed fancy enough for that, but Iβd reckon youβre the lord of some country village, am I right?β One man put it.
Of course, he was technically right. I was going to the Capitol to hand in the paperwork necessary to declare myself a lord. I really couldnβt argue that logic. It still felt weird being acknowledged as such, even though it was true. I was a lord. Manβ¦ that took some getting used to.
βI guess, Iβll be Lord Deek from now on, huh?β
βActually, Master, when you gain nobility status, you will also gain a last name!β Miki explained.
βEh? But I have a last nameβ¦β
βMasterβ¦ donβt be silly, only nobility are given last names. Thatβs why Iβm just Lydia,β Lydia giggled.
βMy parents had last names.β Terra pondered. βBut they said that was a long time ago and they put that behind them. Perhaps they were once nobles?β
βMost people who have the resources to be powerful magicians areβ¦β Miki nodded.
βMy name is Deek Williamsβ¦β
βMaster doesnβt need to make up a silly nickname. Youβll definitely get a better one when you receive your honors.β
βI wonder what our house name will be. All slaves take on the last name of their Master.β Miki said with her eyes glittering. ο½ππ¦β―π¬ππnπ¨Ξ½eπ‘.cππΊ
βHmm? I thought you said only nobles got last names.β Terra asked curiously.
Miki pressed her fingers together and made a pouty expression. βWellβ¦ itβs not like it is an official name.β
βI want to be Lydiaβ¦ Dragonheart!β
βMy actual name was rejected so casually, that actually hurts a little.β
Like that, the week passed by quickly, and the Capitol City finally appeared on the horizon. There were a few bumps along the road, but we finally made it.







