Slave Harem In A Labyrinth Of Another World (Fix)

“Well, if you carefully watch a Demon, you can usually guess how it’s going to move--then you dodge.” Roxanne answers Sherry’s question with a pleased expression.

Sherry looks like she wants to ask more, but Roxanne starts sniffing towards one of the corridors, “Master, something is coming this way.”

“Thank you, Roxanne.”

Roxanne seems a little strange compared to most of the other people I have met here. At first, I had wondered if all of the people of this world had special battle-oriented abilities, but it doesn’t seem so.

I couldn’t keep the thoughts from running through mind as I watched the slim form of Roxanne moving around the Demon as Sherry slammed her club into it--Roxanne looked like she was dancing, her small body moving and twisting, her black hair swirling through the air.

Sherry is intelligent, but when it comes to combat, she seems pretty normal.

We originally came to recover my MP--but Roxanne looks so happy when fighting, I couldn’t help but stay for quite a lot longer than planned; her pleased, and ‘excited’ expression is astoundingly beautiful.

Sherry looks pleased as well--however her cute little face only shows joy.

I stayed in the Dungeon for almost an hour, but I had to cut the girls’ fun short, otherwise the water in the bath tub would cool down.

“We will be going back.” I told both girls after we killed our 9^th or 10^th Demon.

We returned instantly with Warp.

“Hmm, so you can use Warp to both enter and exit the Dungeon--even through anti-teleportation cement.” Sherry looked at me as she muttered to herself, her large eyes glinted as she stared up at me, “But, isn’t there an incantation?”

“I wouldn’t know, I got the Skill after I learned Incantation Omission.”

She was quite cute, she even fiddled with her hair as she considered.

Her question reminded me, I’ve only ever used Warp after getting the Omission Skill; so I really don’t know if there is a Incantation. When I used it in front of anyone who wasn’t a slave, I just made up a fake Incantation.

“So, Master, you can use Incantation Omission? Only very powerful Arch Mages can do that, even the second-stage Wizards only have Incantation Shortening.” Sherry instructed me, a smile tugging at her lips.

“Master, can I ask; what level you are?”

“I can multi-class. I am a Level 5 Adventurer, Level 8 Warrior, Level 5 Mage, and Level 20 Hero. I can only equip 3 Classes at the same time, so I switch out Adventurer and Warrior depending on what I need.”

Sherry looked shocked, “…Impossible--multiple classes.”

I stroke her overly fluffy hair, which tickles my fingers, as I leave the room and go back to the bathroom; on the way out, I see that Sherry’s face has gone as crimson as a tomato.

“Master, I have some hot coals, they will help warm up water more efficiently than Fire-Element Magic.” Sherry comes in with thick gloves, holding three glowing red lumps of coal.

Roxanne follows along.

“Thank you, Sherry.” I turn towards her.

Even though she had entered the steam-filled room a few seconds ago, her clothing is clinging tightly to her small body. She is short, but her thighs are soft, her breasts are moderately large, and her hips wide--she has a good body.

“Master, you’re drooling.” Roxanne spoke with a giggle from behind Sherry.

The blushing Dwarf hurried placed the hot coals, before scurrying back over to Roxanne, she partially hid behind the larger girl; but her eyes were staring at me intently--

I had forgotten that I had taken off my shirt.

Roxanne was also staring at me with flushed cheeks and twitching ears, her swaying tail kept smacking into Sherry.

***

Because of Sherry’s help with the coal, we didn’t need to go to the Dungeon for Mana regeneration, and the bath was filled much more quickly than last time.

“Master, can I ask. Why did you say that you were going to the Dungeon to recover Mana?” Sherry asked.

The three of us were in the bathroom as we finished filling the last of the bathtub, and Sherry said she wanted to prepare before the bath. My guess was that she was nervous.

“Well, my sword has a MP Absorption Enchantment.”

“MP Absorption?” Sherry looked at Excalibur, which Roxanne had asked to take from my Ring, so she could clean it.

“Yep. Have you heard of it?”

“Yes, MP Absorption is created from combining the Demon Card from the Kobold, and the Demon Card from a Plant-Type Monster called the Insectivorous Scissors. It’s a very valuable Enchantment.”

I pat her hair when she answers. She and I are sitting side-by-side, with Roxanne on my other side; Roxanne is snuggling against me as I play with her ears with my free hand.

“Do you know what a Horned Rabbit’s Demon Card is used in?”

“I-It’s Incantation Delay.” She looked down and spoke in a quiet tone, but she didn’t seem to mind my actions; her hands were folded in her lap as she pressed her head up against my hand.

“I see, thanks.”

This is good, I don’t need to experiment with it.

She glanced up at me with upturned eyes and a happy smile, “Master, one of the most important Demon Cards, at least at lower levels, is that from Kobolds. It can’t be added alone to equipment to Enchant it, but when combined with any other Demon Card, it’s special and strengthens the effect of any Demon Card that it is fused with.”

I thought Kobolds were mostly useless, but it seems that not only do they drop Salt that sells for a fair amount--they also have a vital Demon Card.

“Does that mean that you have a Horned Rabbit’s Demon Card?” Sherry asked.

“Yes, we got it this morning.”

“Well, you might already know this, but equipment with Enchantments and Demon Cards are usually auctioned off in Quratar’s Merchant Guild. So if you wish to sell off your Demon Card, you can do it there.”

This was news to me.

“Uhh…sorry, Master. I should have thought to bring that up when the Demon Card dropped--sorry Master.” Roxanne spoke apologetically, looking up at me with damp eyes.

“It’s okay.” I fluffed her ears a few times, as she rubbed her cheek on my chest, I still hadn’t put my shirt on.

“Sherry, can you buy the Kobold’s Demon Card at the auction?”

“It’s possible.”

“Thank you for explaining all of that, Sherry--I’ve learned quite a lot. Your technical knowledge is quite useful.”

She grinned at my words, “You’re most welcome, master.”

I praised Sherry, and then comforted Roxanne, who looked a little disappointed.

“Master, the food is ready, maybe we should eat before the bath?” Roxanne suggests, after taking a look at Sherry, their eyes meeting for a few seconds.

“Alright.” I nod, standing up; I help both girls up and we leave the bathroom.

***

In the dining room, the dishes are lined up in the center of the table.

Judging from the plates, Sherry will be sitting next to Roxanne, across the table from me.

“It looks good,” I smile at the two girls.

Both of them grin in reply.

When I sit down, Roxanne sits at her place.

“Sit down, Sherry.” Roxanne gestures to the other girl, who was standing behind the seat.

“Umm, am I allowed to sit?” Sherry asks, her eyes darting towards my face, aiming her question at me.

“Would you prefer to stay standing while you eat?”

“I’m allowed to eat?”

Ahh, it’s that; the treatment of Slaves in this world. They don’t sit with their Masters, they don’t eat with their Masters, they eat leftovers or cheaper meals.

“Master likes it when we join him for his meals.” Roxanne explains with a smile.

Roxanne reaches out and serves the food--she makes sure to serve me first, and I don’t know why, she also serves me more. The problem is, I don’t eat much--but I can’t say ‘no’ to her cute actions when they are simple, innocuous ones like this.

“Well, let’s eat.”

We all dig in after my words.

“That reminds me, the Wolf Tribe have the Beast Soldier Class, and Dwarves have the Master Blacksmith Class. Do Humans have a Race specific Class?”

“Oh…” Roxanne’s eyes swum as her face went red.

“Umm, Ahh…” Sherry looked at the table, her face also going crimson.

Their reactions are a little strange.

“Well, it’s not that I’m against it.” Roxanne spoke, looking at me with upturned eyes.

“I’m also ready.” Sherry clenched a small fist and spoke with determination.

I wonder what they are talking about.

“What?” I can’t help but ask.

“Humans are one of the few sentient Races with an extremely large sex drive.” Sherry speaks in a whisper, “And since they are like that as a Race, their Racial Class is Sex-Maniac.”

I couldn’t help but laugh when I heard this; it makes so much sense.