My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 1596

After stepping through the Portal with Eliana and Chance following close behind, the councilman could only stare through the bars in shock. The guards appeared to be lost on what to do. With the wave of my hand, I closed the portal and then approached the door that Calypso was locked behind. Thankfully, this door was locked with a deadbolt on the outside, and I was able to easily undo it and open the large wooden doors.

I stepped into the room and my eyes immediately landed on a strange trough filled with water. There was a person in a robe standing next to the trough, and I could hear a strange gurgling sound. That was when my eyes followed down the woman’s arm and came to a tuff of hair that she was gripping. There was a second woman who was on her knees, and the robed woman was pushing her face first in the water, which was where the bubbling was coming from.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I shouted, taking a step forward.

The cloaked person looked up in surprise, apparently too focused on their activity to notice when I had first entered the room.

“I said I was not to be disturbed!” They said angrily. “When I’m done, I will knock on the door to be let out.”

I ignored their words, shoving the person aside and immediately pulling Calypso out of the water. As soon as her face rose above the surface, she let out a gasp of air. Her wet hair fell back as she leaned on my arm, looking up at me. Rather than appearing angry, scared, or even flustered, she had a somewhat amused expression on her face, like this was all a game she was enjoying.

“Oh my, I didn’t know you cared about me so much.” She spoke playfully as soon as she regained her breath.

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“You’ve ruined hours of work!” The robed person crossed their arms angrily.

When I had pushed them, the hood of their robe had fallen back, revealing a small but somewhat pretty girl with purple hair and purple eyes. She looked to be about my age, or maybe a bit younger. She was far too young to be torturing people.

“I’m so sorry, Inquisitor. I wasn’t able to stop him.” Behind me, the councilman had finally managed to get the guards to unlock the gate so that he could run here and apologize while standing in the doorway.

“Who are you, anyway?” The Inquisitor demanded snootily.

“I’m Lord Deek Deekson.” I shot back. “And this woman is under my protection. I didn’t capture her so you could drown her.”

“I wasn’t drowning her! I’m a professional. She wouldn’t have died.” The Inquisitor seemed to grow flustered for a moment. “Wait, Deek Deekson… I’ve been warned about you.”

I ignored her, instead of using my mana to check on Calypso and make sure she was alright. Although she physically didn’t show any problems, I realized that her soul had taken damage. This woman’s techniques didn’t just hurt the body, but the soul as well.

“Rescuing me like this… if you keep acting so boldly, a girl might fall in love.” Calypso spoke playfully.

“You said you had something to tell me.”

“Oh… is that all you wanted from little old me?”

“What did you want to tell me?” I demanded.

She grinned, leaning toward me until her lips nearly touched my cheek. “I just wanted to let you know that you’re all going to die real soon.”