Chapter 8 – Dungeon O’S

“Yes.”

Carla slowly opened her eyes with a small moan.

Sunlight filtering through the curtains.

He woke up early because he had recently been confined to the basement, and the warm natural light tickled his eyes.

Realizing that fact belatedly, Karla let out a low exclamation.

“Ah.”

‘This isn’t that damn basement.’

It took a moment to breathe a sigh of relief.

The moment when Karla, who was reliving her memories of the previous day, recalled the events of last night, as is the case with people who have just woken up.

Her face turned bright red.

“Huh… Town!”

Carla manages to suppress the scream that she tries to escape without realizing it.

Carla pressed her mouth with her hand and slowly turned her head.

“…….”

Just as expected. Her owner, Yandel, was asleep with a tired expression.

She would have woken her up just in case she screamed.

And most people hate being forced to wake up. Just like she used to complain to her maids every time.

Carla, recalling her momentary memories of her former self, shook her head with a wry smile on her face.

She herself is no longer the noble lady of that time. Even breathing against her master’s will is a slave to be wary of.

The moment Karla got out of the blanket and stood up from her seat to wash her face, just in case Yandel would wake up.

“Wow!”

She frowned at the throbbing pain running up her lower abdomen.

Needless to say, the cause of the pain was yesterday’s violent act.

She shook her head again at the recurring memory of herself, and headed to the sink inside her guest room.

But the moment she opens the bathroom door.

Through the large full-length mirror placed right in front of her, she could clearly see what she was like now.

“This….”

One nape of the neck covered in teeth marks and kiss marks.

Her breasts were clearly imprinted with handprints, and the dried traces of yesterday were on her swollen underside.

If you push it this far, you have no choice but to think about it even if you don’t like it.

Last night’s intense love affair.

How her master treated herself, how she herself wept at his hands.

Carla, recalling her detailed memories, tried to struggle with her shame…… Immediately, she tilted her head.

She wasn’t as bad as she thought.

No, it’s not that bad. The situation was many times better than what Karla had imagined while behind bars.

First of all, Yandel didn’t break Karla’s mana core.

To the magician, the mana core is like another limb. As natural as it is, it sounds like an important institution.

However, magic cannot be allowed to a slave, so she usually gives orders to destroy the core by causing it to run wild.

Although Yandel did not.

That’s all. Didn’t she recognize Karla’s value as a wizard, and she ordered him to learn the Lint Bloom breathing method and teach basic magic?

This meant a lot to Karla, who took pride in her own magic as a direct descendant of her mage clan.

Also, what about how to treat Carla herself?

She had alluded to it when she was aristocrat, and after she became a slave, she had seen firsthand the treatment of slaves… It was absurd in itself.

Even if you beat her for making her feel better, or whip her to the brink of death for making her feel bad.

No, no one really cares if a slave dies like that.

Slaves were literally meant to do as they pleased. She didn’t need a reason like why she killed her.

Of course, Carla is a worthy slave, so she won’t die on a whim.

That doesn’t mean you’ll be treated well though.

However, Yandel presented Karla with her reward and punishment.

Even the criterion for her evaluation is how well she listens to herself.

It is natural for a slave to obey her master, but if she keeps the obvious, she will reward her.

What a merciful treatment she is.

But Yandel is not just a benevolent master.

She was very handsome, and she was a benevolent host.

Carla’s face turned red in a different way from before.

Her face was more graceful than her fair share of aristocracy, and her lips teased herself with a mischievous smile.

Her purple eyes were full of passion, and her persistently demanding attitude made her even mistaken that this person could only be me.

As her thoughts reach that point, the traces of yesterday engraved on her body feel a little different.

“Shouldn’t I just erase it… ?”

Originally, she thought that after washing her face, she would cleanse her whole body with Clean and Cure.

The mana core is fine, so it’s not that difficult.

But it reminded me of her yesterday’s Yandel, who wanted to leave her mark on her own body.

Perhaps this look is Yandel’s preference.

Carla looked at herself in the mirror for a while, and eventually she returned to her bed without doing anything.

Again, she carefully slipped under the blanket so that Yandel wouldn’t wake up, and quietly rolled her body up next to Yandel.

Hope her young owner likes this look.

***

When she opened her eyes, she saw Carla curled up next to her.

Maybe it’s because they both fell asleep and couldn’t clean up properly.

The traces of her yesterday remained intact on the nape of Karla’s pure white neck.

Somehow this seems to stand out more than the slave imprint.

Perhaps there are other parts that are not visible here.

As I was fiddling with the teeth marks on the nape of Karla’s neck, I wonder if she woke up from her itching.

“Eww..Hehe?”

Carla made a strange noise and slowly opened her eyes.

A blank expression, as if he was still asleep. The blinking ruby ​​eyes no longer contained fear or vigilance.

When I woke up, I felt like someone else’s rabbit had become my rabbit.

What?

No matter how much Carla has accepted her plight, this is a dramatic change.

“Master? Are you awake… ?”

It’s a bit awkward, but Carla greets me with a smile.

Okay. It doesn’t matter what the reason is. It’s okay if you’re cute

As she smiled and tickled her neck once more, Carla shrugged her shoulders and wriggled.

“Huh..Haha….”

A strangely strange voice and expression.

I remembered what happened yesterday, and I wanted to attack it like this, but… I barely endured it and got up from my seat.

Because I have a lot to do.

“Ssssscha. When you wake up, wash up quickly and leave. Ah, do you know how to use clean magic?”

“Ugh… Yes. Most of the practical magic has been learned. Shall I write it?”

“Okay. Washing with water would be cleaner, but I’m going to be a bit busy today.”

“Please wait for a moment.”

A weak flow of magical power.

Is it because I can feel the magic now? You can feel Karla’s mana core resonating with the mana around her.

However, that time was not very long. About 1 second at most?

Suddenly, a blue magic circle appeared on Karla’s fingertips.

Carla lifted it up and completed her spell.

“Clean.”

At the same time, the magic circle widened enough to swallow me and Carla at the same time.

A magic circle drawn with simple shapes slowly falls from top to bottom.

The body becomes clean in sequence from head to toe, bordering on blue light.

“… The level of output is different from the clean scroll I have used so far. Isn’t this enough to be no different from washing yourself?”

Hehe. That’s because I’m better than most low-level scroll makers.”

Carla twisted her body like she was embarrassed.

Of course, since she was still naked, she focused more on her bosom, which swayed to and fro with the slightest movement.

As if provoking this side, she was disgusted with her swaying figure, and fixed it with her hand.

Molang.

“Huh… !”

When he touched her breasts, Carla stiffened stiffly.

Even though I was touched like that yesterday, I still haven’t gotten used to it. It’s a reaction like a rabbit biting her scruff.

“Anyway, these handprints don’t seem to disappear?”

In response to my doubts, Carla stuttered her words.

“This, this isn’t a foreign object, it’s like a small wound… Sorry… I can get rid of it with cure magic… What should I do, Master… ?”

“Hmm.”

I looked down at Carla’s body for a moment.

I’m sorry to delete it….

“Aren’t you sick?”

“Yes? Yes… It tickles a little, but that’s all.”

“All right then. Let’s get dressed and go out.”

“I-I’m like this… ?”

“Why. It’s not like you don’t like it, right?”

She lowered her tight voice with the meaning of disobeying orders.

It’s not a big deal, but it was a word that came out of the idea that you should make sure that you have a master-servant relationship starting from such a small thing.

“No! It’s not like that! Can I wear it like this? Yes! I will, master!”

For some reason, Carla nodded her head with a slightly proud tone.

What… Why do you like it

She tilted her head for a moment at her white blond hair bobbing up and down, then peeked out a new outfit from her inventory with a smile.

Anyway, I’ll do as I’m told, so there’s nothing to worry about.

It took a while for her to dress up in order, starting with her underwear.

I suddenly felt her gaze and turned around to look at her.

“…….”

“Ah.”

Carla, who was picking up the dress, was looking at me with a blank expression.

Along with the status window, one of the few perks I have.

Inventory.

In this world, there are magic tools that are similar to inventory, such as subspace bags and bracelets, and they are often referred to as such magic tools.

Didn’t you open the inventory while naked this time?

On top of that, the opponent is Karlani, a real magician.

“Uh… He, I….”

Does she think she saw something she shouldn’t have seen? Karla hesitated, then she said, covering her eyes with her palms.

“I-I didn’t see anything, Master!”

“It’s okay to look at it. Of course [I shouldn’t have told anyone.]”

When she even gives orders through her slave imprint, just in case, Karla peeks through her fingers.

“… Really?”

“Really. I was going to tell you later, but I’ll tell you now.”

Of course, I’m not trying to tell you what the game is about.

There is one more setting prepared in case it is discovered that it is not a magic tool.

“This is an ability I acquired while clearing the dungeon.”

“More, the dungeon… !”

Carla widens her eyes and is surprised.

H&A stands for Hero and Academy.

But in order to be a hero, shouldn’t there be a feat like that?

There are evil spirits in this world, and they always aim for the continent of Eurelia.

The dungeon is where the good gods sealed the army of such evil gods.

Clearing a dungeon means that you have wiped out an army of evil spirits, wouldn’t that be a feat enough to be called a hero?

For that reason, there are quite a few dungeons hidden here and there in this world.

However, who would risk throwing themselves into a dungeon?

Hundreds of years pass, and when the seal is broken, the monsters inside pour out… That’s a thing in the distant future.

Not many people would risk their lives solely for glory.

So the gods offered a reward.

“This is the grace of the gods….”

“Right. It is a subspace belonging to the soul.”

It was decided to bestow some of the power that had been sealed to the attacker.

This is called God’s grace, and is usually given in the form of special equipment or characteristics that cannot be acquired normally.

I was given a convenient subspace property among them… It is a setting called

Of course, even if you cleared all the dungeons on the continent of Eurelia, there would be no such grace, but who knows.

Literally, you won’t know until you clear them all.

As befits a wizard who loves the unknown, Karla looked this way with her bright eyes.

He patted Karla’s head lightly and continued her words.

“What are you so obsessed with? You will clear one too.”

“… Yes?”

Carla tilted her head as if not knowing what she was talking about.

She raised the corner of her smirk at the innocent look.

“Did you tell me? I’m going to be busy today.”

Let’s clear just one before the entrance exam.

If it’s Carla’s ability, she won’t be too difficult.