《My not so Peaceful Dungeon Life》Chapter 15: The Dungeon
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Morrigan and I are walking through town and are currently about to reach the gathering point for the quest. Upon arriving I see the lady with the double swords. Now that I am no longer so focused on her swords I think I should take a look at their party.
The red headed tall lady is the one with the double short swords. There is a lady in white robes with a windy staff made of an ancient looking wood. She has straight blond hair and is a bit shorter than the lady with the double swords.
In between them there is a man with short blond hair and a perfectly white smile. He doesn’t really seem to be wearing anything that I would call equipment and is just wearing casual clothes but then again... I am doing the same.
I think this tall hottie has what is known as a harem party. Pervert. Go die.
“Hello there young ladies. My name is Alexander the hero of Lueur. Will you be the ones accompanying us during this quest?” Asks the tall man.
“Yes we will.” Says Morrigan.
“You ladies have no need to fear I will protect both of you during this quest!”
Ew. Is he trying to hit on me?
You already have your harem Alexander keep away from us!
See? Morrigan is disturbed too! Creepy heros should go die. I will be killing him myself if the opportunity arises. I doubt a hero can survive my explosion!
After getting onto the carriage and setting off a butler starts preparing tea for us. The treatment between a normal adventurer party and the hero party is amazing. He has two women clinging to him while he rides in luxury to work! This definitely beats transportation in my old world. Or at least for him... this is just awkward for Morrigan and I.
At least the pastries and tea are good. Like really good. I need to have some of these later... I have the perfect strategy! I will grab two pastries at once and while I am eating one of them I will put the other one in my space magic.
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“Shiro what are you doing?” Morrigan whispers in my ear.
I have been caught. That doesn’t mean I intend to stop though! I must save these pastries from the hands of the hero. I quickly store 6 more in my space magic and eat 4 while doing so. Fuhfuh while you where busy thanking the butler I have already stolen the goods Alexander! And your women where to busy ogling over you to notice my quick actions. Morrigan seems to find it amusing that I enjoy the pastries so much. The butler did notice but... nobody is perfect!
I think he will keep his mouth shut and if he doesn’t and can just act out an innocent little girl. Nobody can beat me! Maybe I am perfect?
Should I ask Morrigan? I already know she will say yes so there is no point in asking.
“Would you ladies like to go eat at the capitals fanciest restaurant instead of waiting around in this boring carriage?” Asks Alexander.
“Eh?” What is the guy talking about?
“I have teleportation magic this carriage is just to keep up appearances. We can go eat in a private room and return and nobody will ever know!”
There is teleportation magic? That is so cool! I need to get that! I want to go back to my dungeon already I have so many things I need to get.
Morrigan sends me a glance asking what I want to do. The answer is obvious. There is no guarantee that he will take us to a restaurant with his teleportation spell and even if he does I don’t want to be in a private room with him where he doesn’t have to keep up appearances. Pervert.
“Let’s just stay here Morrigan.”
“Suit yourselves we will be going out to eat.”
As he finishes his sentence he teleports off with a girl in each arm.
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With just the butler left in the room with us I quickly store all the pastries and tea in my space magic. According to the fairy archives it stops time so I see no reason to not.
“Miss, please restrain yourself a little bit more.” Says the butler.
He can talk!
I suppose I should restrain myself. I put the two pastries in my hands into space storage as well. I’m properly restraining myself.
I wonder if arch fairies can gain weight. I am almost made of magic with how high of a concentration my Mp is. I hope I can’t gain weight. That is definitely the ultimate isekai ability. I can always grab a skill for it. I hope there is a skill like that. Letting out a big yawn a rub my eyes. This tea is getting me a little tired. I suppose it is a little late.
“Morrigan can I lay my head on you?”
“Sure.” Replies Morrigan with a motherly grin.
Ahh this is bliss... Morrigan’s lap is so soft.
I think I could fall right asleep.
Tap, tap.
“Morrigan. No I don’t want to get up yet...”
“We are at the dungeon Shiro. You need to get up now.”
“Fine.” I groan as I get up.
The hero party is back from their restaurant trip it seems. I quickly fix my clothing and hair before jumping off the carriage. Quite the thrill ride. Someone could hurt themselves with that big of a jump. How did I get in here? Oh that’s right Morrigan picked me up. Thanks Morrigan.
Now where is this dungeon...
Ah there it is. The entrance is a tunnel barely big enough for two people in a mountain side next to a road...
It is my dungeon!!!
How did I not realize that when they said an adventurer m died in it!?
At least the fairy sisters aren’t here because they would start calling me stupid.
I need to protect my dungeon.
“Do we have to do this? It looks dangerous!” I tell the hero party.
“Don’t worry little one I will protect you!” Proclaims the hero.
I don’t want you to protect me I want you to leave my house! They will realize I am the dungeon core if they don’t find it. I need to kill them off somehow.
How do I kill someone who is so op they can where casual clothes into my dungeon without fear?
I don’t want to kill Morrigan either! Morrigan is nice. What do I do?
No, no! Don’t start strolling into the dungeon!
If I keep trying to stall they will realize something is up...
I guess I can always kill them with a good old explosion.
I am excited just thinking about it. I have a good plan I think. One even the fairy sisters would call genius.
Fuhfuh I’ll make them praise my genius.
“Morrigan let’s stay in the back so we don’t get in Alex’s way. I don’t want to be a nuisance.”
“I-I suppose we could do that.” Replies Morrigan.
“Do not worry ladies you are not a nuisance. Stay behind me and I will not let any harm come to you.” Proclaims Alexander.”
“Thank you Alex!” As if I want you protecting me. Don’t get to full of yourself I’ll be the one killing you today not the other way around.
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