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My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

Chapter 1100
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“Get him!” The lead girl cries out.

The three girls all attacked at once. They were all very fast, and the two on the sides went out and then in, making a pincer attack on me while the other attacked up the middle.

“I need answers. We’re not killing them. Just hurt them a little.” I cautioned Alysia.

“Yes!”

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I didn’t do anything fancy in response to these attacks. Instead, I just threw out my sword. The girls tried to dodge the swing. It was a massive, oversized sword with a long flat side. It had to be heavier than a Warhammer and just as clumsy. They knew first hand how sharp it was, but the sword could only cause physical damage, and these girls were immune. They would avoid the blade, but they weren’t afraid of it whatsoever. They would avoid the incoming blade any way they could.

However, they quickly found they were unable to. No matter how they moved, my blade seemed to continue to come at them. They each attempted to dodge differently, but my blade struck each of them. The girls flew back, unable to catch themselves as they tumbled on the ground. The strikes weren’t devastating. They were fast and were able to avoid 90% of the strike. However, it wasn’t my intention to kill them either.

However, they also had an unintended effect. As soon as the girls struck the ground, their clothing exploded into pieces.

“Ahhh!”

“It hurts…”

“That blade…”

The three girls looked up to see the blade glowing slightly with a blue light. Blades like a soul-reaving blade or a malacrum blade could damage soul and mana creatures just as they could do physical damage. However, a normal blade could only damage the physical body, and the only way to damage mana creatures was to infuse the blade with magic or to use spells. This was a problem my group had faced when we first reconquered Chalm.

My first strike had been a physical strike, and these girls who were very skilled with mana and had bodies composed of mana were immune to such a strike. They were also sensitive to mana use, so they were certain I didn’t channel mana in that last attack. In other words, I used two attacks with the same blade, the first striking their physical body and the second striking their mana body. However, I hadn’t swapped out blades at all.

Of course, this was because I had Alysia, a sentient blade. She could cut through anything I wanted her to cut through, presuming it wasn’t powerful enough to resist. This left my targets very confused. However, that confusion quickly turned to embarrassment as they realized they were naked.

“Pervert!

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“Bastard.”

“Molester!”

“Why their clothing though?” I asked, letting their insults roll off me.

“S-s-sorry! It wasn’t my intent!”

She was still learning. I kept asking her to do various feats, but it couldn’t be easy for a girl who had only become a sword not too long ago. I should keep it easy on her for a while.

That was a problem for another time. It was good that Alysia shattered their clothing because it had confirmed my guesses. They did have a mana body, and they were exceptionally skilled with mana. I knew this because it was pretty clear what they were. After the clothing had been destroyed, long butterfly-like wings were revealed on their backs.

“Fairies.”