THE RISE OF A SLAVE GIRL - Season 2 Episode 7

The blade fell down in slow motion… is what I wanted to say. However, the blade was entirely too fast! He struck down at me, and just as the blade was about to reach my throat he exploded into a mess. Circles of wind shot through him, one cutting his ethereal spear in half just before it touched my neck. More wind followed, and he was cut to pieces until he finally disappeared in a cloud of smoke. The source of that wind was behind me.

I quickly stood up and spun around. Standing before me was a pretty girl. She had her hands together covering her chest. Her breasts were large, around a D, bigger than Lydia by far. Her hair was pink and seemed to sparkle in the light as if it was covered in glitter. She had a small heart-shaped face, ears that came to a slight point, pale white skin, and a very charming body. She seemed incredibly light on her feet too, moving with a strange grace like she was floating just a centimeter above the ground. She had an angry expression on her face which was directed immediately at me.

“I said… get out! Don’t run into that guy! He’s always grouchy!” She said in a tiny light voice which sounded exasperated. “Ah… he’s definitely going to tell Master when he comes back.”

I blinked. “Um… sorry?”

“No sorries! Just leave!” She made a shoeing noise. “You shouldn’t disturb master.”

“Master? We’re in a dungeon, you mean the dungeon boss?”

“A dungeon? Nonsense! This is Master’s house, and you stormed in.” She responded in a huff, “Now, kindly leave… before you get hurt.”

That last part came out really lightly. She was looking over her shoulder like she was expecting her Master to show up any second and personally punish the both of them. She seemed oddly jittery and nervous like she wasn’t used to talking to people.

“Um… this Master of yours… would it be Master Karr?”

The girl nodded, “Yes, Master goes by that name. Please… go now before he finds you here.”

“I figured he’d be on the bottom floor, does he ever come up here?”

The girl tilted her head, my question seeming to catch her off guard. “Actually, now that you mention it, Master had remained down in his study for a long time now. I can’t remember the last time he’s come up to greet people.”

I smiled. “Exactly, so in that case, there is no problem, right?”

She was shaking her head. “No, no… all the others abandoned master. Only I stayed behind. I must look after Master. His last order to me was that he’s not taking on guests…”

As she spoke, she was moving back and forth… and sometimes her feet didn’t move right like she was hovering for a second. She also was keeping her distance from me, avoiding even the chance of contact. I wasn’t a complete fool. I was in a haunted mansion where no life remained. This girl was some kind of elf servant. She had died, and her spirit somehow retained some memory. Perhaps she was endlessly protecting her Master’s last orders, but I had no doubt that she was a ghost!

The reason I was listening to her was simple. She had saved my life. Second, she was very strong, able to wipe out that monster in a few hits. At the moment, this confused ghost was my best bet for getting out of this place alive, and I planned to do whatever was necessary to survive. However, she was still muttering to herself though. It was clear this ghost wasn’t completely stable. She seemed easily distracted and a bit dim-witted.

“Um… what’s your name?” I asked.

“My name is Celeste,” Her eyes widened as if she was surprised she answered and then she glared at me, crossing her arms and causing her bosom to shake. “Will you leave already?”

I shrugged helplessly, “I’m sorry. I’d like to get out of here. I forgot the way. If you take me to the entrance, I will leave right away!”

Her eyes narrowed suspiciously and she floated over to me before landing on her feet. “Will you really?”

“I promise.” I held up my hands. “I want nothing more than to leave this place.”

“F-f-fine!” Celeste spun around, “Follow me…. A-and no funny business!”

I let out a breath. My life was now dependent on a confused ghost. I was just praying I could leave the dungeon before she recalled that this really was a dungeon and that we were likely enemies. If that happened, then I would assuredly die.