My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 1682

“I missed you, daddy!” She whined. “But I worked really hard, is daddy happy?”

I frowned, looking down at the girl who was clinging to me. She was only about eight years old, and she had blonde hair and brown eyes. She was a devilishly cute little girl, but since I had no daughter, I didn’t understand what was going on at all. frёewebηovel.cѳm

“Do I know you?” I asked.

“Boo… daddy, don’t tease me like that! It’s not funny.” She let go of me and then put her hands on her hips, scowling with her cheeks puffed out cutely.

“I…” I didn’t even know how to respond.

“Wait, Master.” Elaya grabbed my arm. “Didn’t you say that Calypso had given you a crystalized copy of your daughter’s soul?”

I frowned. “Yeah, she did. I put it in my soul world right next to the crystalized soul of that little girl from the Illusory Sword Realm.”

Her words had shaken me slightly though, so I naturally immediately checked my soul world and the little house built there for the crystals. Yet, I immediately found that both of them were missing.

“They’re gone!”

I felt shocked, and then I felt extreme fear. How could I have misplaced my own daughter’s soul?

“Master, I think that the dungeon took them.” Astria shot the little girl an uneasy look.

“Huh? The dungeon?” I frowned, feeling just a bit angry.

“Master…” Elaya gave me an awkward look.

I had thought everything I put in my soul world would be safe, but wasn’t my soul world just the other half of this dungeon? The core of the dungeon connected to my soul world, and my soul world was part of the core of the dungeon. Anything I put in the dungeon could be accessed in my soul world, and vice versa. My daughter wasn’t suddenly turned into miasma, was she?

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It wasn’t until my eyes landed on the little girl again that my mind started working, and I realized what Astria had been implying.

“No…” I gasped.

“A dungeon core isn’t so different from a karmic soul,” Elaya spoke sympathetically. “If a core advances far enough, it can form a sentience of its own. All dungeons have their personalities, but there have always been rumors that the great dungeons actually can manifest an avatar that speaks for the dungeon itself. Many believed people were just mistaking the dungeon master with the dungeon, since they have such a mutual relationship, but a dungeon can become intelligent.”

“This… isn’t a karmic growing a karmic soul!” I cried out. “This was my daughter’s soul! Wait… the Illusory Sword Realm…”

“I never was in that dungeon,” Elaya admitted. “However, the way you described it, it sounds like the father and his daughter were in a master, dungeon relationship, although who was the master and who was the dungeon sort of got lost over the years. If I could guess, I guess that the dungeon used all of that extra mana, and instead of growing larger, or becoming more complex and well-defended, it instead focused on becoming intelligent. It used the soul of that nameless little girl, and the soul of your daughter, and created an avatar.”

“So… that’s it,” I asked. “My girl… she’s gone?” I just felt like my heart was in a vice grip.

All the pain I had managed to put past me came flooding back in an instant, and the memories of that time nearly crushed me. However, at that exact moment, I felt a tug on my pants. I looked down to see a beautiful little girl looking up at me. I realized I recognize her. She looked like a little Eliana.

“Am I no good?” She asked, her eyes teary, and her lip quivering.

I was wrong. The dungeon did have one mob, and its attack was a KO.

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