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My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem – Chapter 334

Chapter 334

Shao screamed on stage. For some reason, she hadnt fallen yet. T/his chapter is updatd by nv((l)biin.co/m

Is it because she is standing on that formation? I wondered out loud.

Save her! Eliana cried as desperately to her brother.

The Princes confidence was lost and he looked away angrily. This the death mark isnt connected to a slave mark. Its not a bond. Its a kill switch. Theyre illegal in this country, so I never would have expected someone to use it in front of me. All we can do is watch her die

No

Im sorry He looked up at the stage painfully. Im so sorry

You liar! She screamed one last time as she collapsed to the floor like her string had been cut. I hate everything!

The prince turned away guiltily, no longer able to watch as her body stopped moving. Why it took so much longer than the other two was anyones guess. Despite the Princes words, perhaps the formation did have an effect. Or, perhaps it had to do with being level ?? of some unknown job. Either way, the guards dragged the still laughing slave master over to the prince.

I wanted to run up and try to heal her, but before I could take a step, the girls stopped me. They shook their heads at me tearfully. I knew it too. Somehow, I knew, deep down, that none of my current spells was sufficient to reverse this. There was nothing I could do to save her. She was already dead.

You will face the death penalty for this! The Prince snarled at the Slave Master.

Hehe I dont think so He pulled out something from his robe.

The guards tightened their grips on the swords, but the man ignored them with confidence, showing the Prince a small plaque. His face turned white as he looked at it.

You thats the seal of the Imperial Cloud Palace!

Thats right. I said I knew powerful people, didnt I? He chuckled. Now, I had come here for a gift for the imperial party. The last living elf, as It were. Considering the inconveniences, youve provided me, I think taking this elf as my slave is only suiting.

You The Prince lowered his head helplessly.

Hehehe dont feel bad. Ill put in a good word to the Emperor when I hand him the slave. He does like exotic toys. Hell play with her for a while, and your country will have good relations. Isnt that worth a few measly coins?

No.. The Princess protested from her box, but her words were incredibly weak.

Come, kneel. I will reapply your slave mark, elf.

N-no! Faeyna took a step back, glancing over at the prince, Im free I refuse! Prince?

The Prince lowered his head. This is a decision I cant make. It could start a war, and the Imperial Cloud Meadow could destroy this country easily. Well go to the King and

Hmph! You want to wait for daddy to make your decisions for you? The Slave Masters face turned cruel. Here, Ill make it easy for you. I dont feel like dragging a slave halfway across the continent. I already have a return spell for one. Since you cant decide what to do with her, Ill bring her back as a corpse and resurrect her when I get home!

A crossbow suddenly appeared in his hand, appearing from his storage ring. He aimed it at Faeyna and pulled the trigger.

Chapter end

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