My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 1610

After leaving the boss room, the door shut behind us. As soon as it shut, a rune-like inscription on the door I hadn’t seen before started to glow. I could feel it giving off some kind of mana signature. I reached for it instinctively, and when my finger touched it, there was a flash and I could feel some kind of spell settling over us. When the light faded, I did feel a bit more strength and energy.

As everyone was looking around in confusion, I noticed a marking on Chance’s arm. As I reached out to get a closer look, I realized there was the same marking on my arm. I glanced at it, and I immediately recognized what it was.

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“A… blessing?”

It looked like the blessings, except this one was incomplete. Where my blessings were written in some strange script that wrapped around my arms, legs, shoulders, and back… this appeared to be extremely short, just a few of those illegible words. This was the supposed buff you got as you went along? Each one was a copy of a piece of the blessing, and only after getting all 6 do you complete the blessing and gain access to it. Did that mean that this power Calypso spoke of was some kind of blessing?

“I dislike being marked by a dungeon. It itches.” Anne scratched at her arm irritably.

“Please bear with it, Prelate. The mark of power goes away after a month or so.” The inquisitor reassured her.

“It’ll go away instantly once someone completes it,” Calypso spoke up. “Only one person gets to keep the prize. I wonder who it will be.”

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“What did they dig out of the ground, Calypso?” I asked.

“How should I know?” She responded with a smirk.

I was starting to have some theories, but I didn’t know if they were true. Calypso was the kind of person who relished in misinformation, so who knew what was true and what wasn’t.

“Ground? What ground?” Anne demanded.

I shook my head, letting out a sigh. “This dangerous power… the one the fae are after, I think they tried to use it once before. I think it failed, and that’s what created this dungeon. There was some kind of power they dug up… another dungeon?

“So, this mark is related to that power?” Anne seemed to reason out, looking down at her arm slightly differently.

It was clear by that look that Anne liked power. If she was the one who got the power, what would she do with it? Well, we didn’t even know what it did, but I had a feeling she’d use it on the church of the mother. No, Anne and the church couldn’t get that power. Ever since I met Mary, I hadn’t considered them a threat, but they were still capable of a great deal in this world. The church, even if it was a different church back then, had been responsible for the fall of the fae, and they also had some relationship to that clockwork dragon I had encountered so long ago. No matter how much lore I absorbed, there were always more pieces to the puzzle.

“Let’s just get to the next boss fight.”

I was wasting time dwelling on things when I could just continue and find the answers. It was time to fight the second boss.