My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 1705

“What are you doing here, Bernice?”

“A-aren’t you going to Jespain? I barely just heard the word and rushed over.” Bernice responded haughtily.

“Huh? What does Jespain have to do with you?”

She flushed. “Why can you be the only one who gets to play… ahem… I mean have a cultural exchange? I’ve been working so hard to reform Alerith after the Demon King Aberis nearly ran it into the ground, and I could use a break… I mean a cultural exchange too! I’m the count of Alerith! Who wouldn’t be excited to visit an elusive country we’ve only heard about in books?”

I scratched my ear. “This isn’t for fun. We have a lot of things we need to do there. I hear that their golem research is years above our own. We need to know what they know so we can rebuild Terra’s body. They’re also the only country that builds airships.” 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

“W-well, it’s important to me too!” She touched the guns on her built. “I’ve heard from some traders that Jespain can build artifacts like these. I don’t want to have to depend on you for bullets indefinitely, so I’d like to see if the rumors are true.”

“Jespain has guns too?” I responded in surprise.

Now that I thought about it, the idea of building something that propelled a small object at high speeds wasn’t that original. Guns had been around in one form or another for thousands of years. It had just taken until the 1800s before their effectiveness in killing and ease of distribution exceeded the alternative methods. In a world with magic, why couldn’t some kind of magical explosion exist? Since these guys were advanced in making magical artifacts, a gun didn’t sound particularly more impressive than a golem. Who knew, Bernice might even be able to find magical guns that far outstripped the power of this gun, making her stronger and more effective.

Well, she had shot her guns at me a few too many times, and no matter how strong and fast I got, bullets were still a little scary. I wasn’t sure how I felt about her getting much stronger.

“So, I’m going along.” Bernice nodded.

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I thought about it for a few seconds, and that’s when an idea struck me. A small grin appeared on my face. Bernice seemed to notice it and took a step back, grabbing her guns at her sides, but not drawing them.

“I will let you come with us, but only under one condition.”

“C-condition?” Her eyes widened, and then realization passed through them and her face turned red. “O-oh, that…”

I had Bernice as my slave at one point, but I hadn’t re-enslaved her when I reencountered her as Lord Reign. I didn’t see a need to. Whether she was a slave or not wouldn’t make the guns more damaging. Furthermore, when it came to loyalty, as she said, she needed me for more ammo for her weapons. That said, I found my inability to quickly ascertain what was going on in Alerith irritating, and if she was going to find new magical weapons, then I wanted to have a more permanent tie to her.

I nodded. “You understand. I didn’t force you to do it before, even though I’ve done it with all of the other girls.”

She seemed lost in thought for a minute, but finally, she gave a nod. “F-f-fine… if that’s the only way you’ll be happy, then I’ll do it. Can it wait until after the trip?”

“No, I want to get it out of the way now.”

“Out of the way?” Her eyes flashed angrily. “F-fine, you bastard. Do what you will to me.”

She grabbed onto her clothing and started removing them in front of all the girls present.

“H-hey! What are you doing?” I cried out. “Why are you taking off your clothes?”

With her shirt halfway off, exposing her thin midriff and belly button, she blinked in confusion. “Did you not want to do it in front of everyone? I thought that was like an initiation thing?”

“We can start one!” Lydia nodded excitedly.

Feeling like the wrong idea might be going around, I quickly corrected myself. “I was talking about making you a slave.”

Bernice stared at me for a second, and then her face turned completely red. “B-b-b-“

“Be?”

“Bastard!” She dropped her shirt pulled out her guns and started shooting at me again.