NOVEL My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem Chapter 1639
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The method for taking dominion over the core wasn’t anything that I hadn’t already guessed. It was done sort of like how I made Alysia my sword. It was a cross between binding the energy to my soul and using a binding enchantment on it. The only reason I had gone to Calypso first was to make sure there wasn’t any trick or catch. Perhaps, I wouldn’t be able to become king while she was the king or something like that. If Calypso was to be believed, this wasn’t an issue.

Normally, I’d have trouble believing her, but her attitude had been strangely solemn, and I didn’t think she was lying or trying to manipulate me this time. For perhaps the first time since I had met her, she seemed as wise as her age should have made her. She seemed like an immortal tired with life and ready to pass on the mantle. I didn’t know why she chose me to pass it on to. I was the only person who wasn’t connected to this source of humanity, so why would she pick me? Maybe, it was because of that separation that she picked me.

Either way, I had to do this ceremony and bind with the orb. This wasn’t something that could be done in a few minutes. Like when Twilight needed days to bind with King Diorite, this was a similar type of connection. In essence, I was becoming the avatar of the human race on Faerith. I didn’t want this responsibility, but I didn’t have a choice. This was the only way I could get the power to deal with the fey invasion and protect the people. Prince Edward had thought that I might have the credentials to become the King of Aberis, and wanted to include me in his selection. I guess neither of us expected that I would be becoming a king in my own right, and so soon.

“You are going to begin tonight? Is that safe?” Eliana asked.

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After meeting with Calypso, I had sat down with Eliana, Chance, and Cici and explained the plan. I didn’t include anyone else, as the least people who knew about it, the safer things would be. I was very aware of how important this was, and how vulnerable things would be while we did it.

“I don’t understand.” Eliana frowned as she spoke. “Do you need to do this here? Wouldn’t it make more sense to do the ceremony in Chalm where we’re safe?”

I shook my head. “According to Calypso, if I took the core out of this dungeon, the dungeon would reclaim it. If you haven’t noticed, the dungeon hasn’t started to fall apart yet. That’s because the core still exists and remains present. For me to successfully do it while maintaining the integrity of the core, I have to absorb it while in this dungeon, transferring from one to the next.”

That was one thing Calypso had told me that made me glad I spoke to her first. My first inclination had been to leave immediately and take the core someplace safer. Technically, the core was in my soul world, but my soul world was in the dungeon, so I guessed it counted. If I had portaled out of the dungeon, though, the core would have begun to break and perhaps it might have even shattered. In essence, it was being maintained by the dungeon in the same way the dungeon was being maintained by it.

“This still sounds dangerous,” Alysia spoke up. “Calypso also said that once the ceremony began, everyone in the dungeon would be aware it was happening. I believed she said something like you’d light up like a town square? Even with Titan’s Fall and Eliana’s guards, once you start doing this, the attacks will surely redouble and also be brutal.”

“I know… that’s why I made a call back home. I’m bringing in support.”

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