My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

“Rapid slices!” Lydia spun her blade in her hand, sending out dozens of cuts, striking the ghosts climbing over each other to get to us from down the hallway.

“Holy Circle!” I declared, creating a barrier that locked the hallway.

As soon as the swarm of ghosts struck it, the Holy Circle shattered. It was the best we could do to keep the onslaught of monsters from overwhelming us.

“Celeste! Use Wind Break!” I ordered.

Celeste shot me a confused look, only continuing to send out Wind Slashes. It looked like this spell was outside her understanding as a mindless drone. Well, the real Celeste, the fairy queen, should be able to cast this spell, right? That didn’t matter, but technically this fairy had the skill.

“Cover me! Duplicate Slave Skill…” I began to duplicate the Wind Break spell.”

The problem was that the spell was pretty intensive to cast, and I was about 50 level under Celeste when it came to wind magic. The only reason I even had a chance of successfully duplicating it was because of my White Mage job and being able to have to mage-class jobs equipped at once.

“Come on… come on… cast!” My eyes started to widen as I realized I gave myself too much credit.

The swarm of ghosts was getting closer and closer. There were nearly twenty of them at a time we’d have to fight. It was safer calling them a flood of monsters. There was no blocking it now that we opened the cork.

“Master!” Lydia cried out.

“Master!” Miki was right behind her.

The ghost reached us. Darkness began to flood my visions as dozens of ghosts attacks were flung in my direction.

“Master!” I heard Celeste’s voice in the darkness. “Wind Break!”

An explosion occurred around me as the very air shattered. The ghosts were blown back. I abandoned my own casting and turned and ran before the ghosts could surround me again and throw me into the darkness. I felt weak. A lot of attacks must have struck me.

“Master, you did it, you cast the spell!” Lydia said excitedly, grabbing me and helping me along.

“No… it wasn’t me, it was…” I shot Celeste a look, but Celeste only cocked her head silently, looking confused. “You saved me… didn’t you?”

“Master…” Miki shook her head. “All we saw was the ghosts surrounding you and then the spell launching. You were under many mental attacks…”

I shook my head, “It doesn’t matter. Let’s get to the library. That room seems to repel ghosts. These guys are way too riled up and kiting is proved too dangerous with just the four of us. We’ll wait a night, and hopefully, the horde will even out and lose its momentum. Once that happens, we can start picking them off a few at a time.”

The girls typically listened to me when it was important. They grabbed me and continued to help me until my feet were back under me. Only checking the map for traps and a safe route, I navigated us back to the library. By the time we shut the door behind us, closing out the shrieks and whispering from the ghost flood, we were all extremely tired. For the first time since I had entered this dungeon, I wondered if it was really beatable.