My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 1647

After we finished, I got up and cleaned myself off. It was night outside, and that strange moon shone through my window. It was the same moon that opened the fey path under the dungeon. It looked somewhat different from the normal moon. I hadn’t noticed it before, but it gave off a much bluer light. At the time, I had just thought it was because we were near the ocean, but now that I was in my room, I was certain it was the moon.

I wondered if this was even the real moon from this world. This world did have a single moon. It was larger and brighter than the moon from my world, but it was still pretty normal. Of course, some stories and tales suggested that people could travel to the moon. If I used my blessing, I could travel there, but then I would be stuck on the moon for a week, and there was no certainty there was anything there.

In some stories, the location of the moon was called the faerie plains. I knew better than that, at least. The fey didn’t live on the moon, and the faerie plains were just a continent on the other side of this planet. However, there was no reason that the moon couldn’t contain some other world I couldn’t see. From personal experience, I wouldn’t be surprised if the moon was a dungeon or some kind of dormant lifestream. It was best to not visit it and stir up whatever might be there.

Speaking of dungeons, the current moon was being viewed through the lens of a dungeon. We were inside the Champion’s Gauntlet, and there was no saying what part of this place was real and what part of it was manufactured by the dungeon. Dungeons were kind of strange sometimes. They both occupied a physical space but also existed outside of the physical space of our world. The entire sky I was observing might have been a fabrication created by the dungeon, just like the open skies I had seen in various underground dungeons. I wondered how high I’d have to get before I left the boundary of the dungeon and if the sky would look any different after breaking it.

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I bet the star configurations in the sky were from the year the time this dungeon was created. I hadn’t read enough about the dungeon to know that. It was just a hunch. The moon was also in a different spot than it would have been outside of the dungeon. This was only the dungeon’s moon, replicating its appearance at the time of the story that created such a dungeon. Was the dungeon even blue back then, or was that a representation of the melancholy feelings and hopelessness of the dungeon’s creator?

None of that mattered at the moment. They were just idle thoughts. I often wondered about the nature of dungeons, especially right before a large and dangerous battle. If I fret too much about my upcoming dangers, it would only cause me to grow nervous and frightened. I felt a familiar body press against my back. Carmine gave me a soft and intimate hug.

“Are you ready, Master?” She asked.

“No amount of time will make me any readier,” I admitted with a sigh.

“I will stay by your side and protect you.” She declared. “I promise.”

That was Carmine showing her affection in her own way. I reached out and touched her arm gently.

“I’m counting on it.”

The pair of us finished dressing and then headed to the main council chambers to begin the ceremony. I was going to become a king.