“So, what?” I asked, hearing Alysia trying to calm me down. “You captured her and forced her into your experiment?”
“That wasn’t even necessary.” The man chuckled. “She volunteered just like me.”
“...”
“I might have convinced her that if she allowed us to do it, that she would be able to find a way to bring back her precious, deceased Master. It wasn’t a lie. In theory, if she became powerful enough, she’d have the ability to track down and recover even the most damaged of lore. Of course, we’d never have allowed her to do as she wanted. When the time came, we tried to activate her slave mark.” His gleeful expression turned ugly. “Then she somehow sucked in the power of the dungeon core and became a living dungeon, then killed everyone. I had to flee using my dungeon privileges. I had to play dead so that she’d leave. It seriously cost me much.”
Miki had gone through such a fate. I felt anger, but mostly I felt guilt. I could have prevented this. If I had been there, I could have...Rread latest chapters at novelhall.com
“It’s alright... we can still fix this,” Alysia whispered soothingly.
If she hadn’t been there, I might have already lost myself.
“Thank you...” I responded, restoring my breath to a normal rhythm before glaring at this foxkin man. “So, you’re trapped down here?”
I pulled out Alysia. “You think you can?”
“I may be powerless anywhere else, but within this boss room, I have the entire dungeon at my beck and all. I’ve been working with death for a long time and know more about it than anyone. I can kill any living thing in an instant. Now, die!”
He lifted his hand, and all the remaining miasma in the dungeon shot out at me. I could tell this was a death spell.
“Alysia.” I swung out my blade.
“On it!” Alysia cut the spell apart with ease.
The man staggered back, his eyes wide with shock. “H-how? What? What are you?”
“Alysia...” I lifted the blade, my eyes filled with coldness. “Don’t leave even a spec of his soul remaining.”
“Yes, Master.”