My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 1563

Of all the people I had thought I might run into; Calypso was probably low on the list. Then again, wasn’t Calypso’s tower near a harbor city? As someone who regularly ran with bandits, and had even been the bandit queen who had nearly united the west, was it so hard to believe that she’d be responsible for the pirates and the recent attacks on the east.

“Oh, my… you’ve grown since we’ve last met.” She quirked an eyebrow.

The last time we had met was immediately before I joined back together. After that, my appearance had changed a bit. She had taken off while I was busy fighting the demon lord. Even though she had a desire for vengeance, she hadn’t done particularly much to help. She had given up the malacrum dagger, but I had come to find that soul weapons weren’t nearly as much the sure-kill method I had thought they would be. Demon Lord Aberis had been able to shake them off completely.

Well, it wasn’t like having a god soul made you immune to malacrum or silvthril. These were still weapons that could damage the soul, possibly to the point where you couldn’t be resurrected. However, they wouldn’t act like a poison that would kill someone with just a nick like they were for most beings of the opposite alignment.

“I should have known it was you,” I responded, raising my sword menacingly.

“Who’s this woman? She looks familiar.” Alysia asked.

“Remember Calypso’s Tower?” I asked, gesturing to her. “This is Calypso. She’s an old sorceress who has managed to extend her life long past the point she should have died, much like King Roth hoped to do.”

“Old!” She made a face. “Tsk… you were cuter as Deedee.”

“What are you doing here, Calypso? I destroyed Demon Lord Aberis. You have no reason to be here.”

Since Calypso had made her appearance and the steam cloak I had created had dissipated completes so that everyone could see, the remaining pirates were waiting at the side, ready to pounce at Calypso’s order. I was prepared to get to Calypso before she tried to slip away again. Twice, she had escaped from me. I wasn’t going to let her get away a third time. Since she was leading this pirate attack against the eastern shores of Aberis and the Ost Republic and increasing tensions, I was doubly determined to capture her.

“Yes, I’m aware you succeeded in destroying him, both halves even. When I saw him attempting to make himself a god's soul, I became worried that he might have split his soul in two. If you recall, I had believed he was in the south and was caught unaware when he showed up in the north too.

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“I defeated that one too,” I responded.

She gave a nonchalant shrug as if it was no consequence. “I also heard you killed the King of Osteria. He was also Demon Lord Aberis? Are we certain there isn’t a third version of him? People like Aberis are very hard to kill.”

“Even if there was a surviving part of him in some dungeon somewhere, it doesn’t have anything to do with ransacking the shores.” I declared. “Surrender now, or I will make you surrender.”

She gave a melodic laugh and then held up her hands, various wristbands and bracelets jingling as they fell down the length of her arms. “Very well, I surrender.”