More and more puppet harem flooded into the boss room, racing forward without fear or reluctance.


    “Hold your ground!” Terra cried out, attempted to force the women to run toward her.


    Astria began to send out a torrent of spells, and although dozens of them fell at a time, there were always more to replace them. Laughter could be heard as King Roth roared in delight. Their girls desperately fought, but soon they were in a sea of women who didn’t feel pain and didn’t fear death. They did whatever King Roth ordered, and he ordered them to attack without restraint.


    As the room quickly grew dense with enemies, my girls fought them back, keeping them from reaching Lydia and me. However, just like before, a single whole seemed to open up. This time, it didn’t allow First through, but King Roth. With his sword gripped in his hand, he walked forward with a steady pace, a malevolent cruel grin on his face.


    “Ultimately, you never had a chance, Deek. You should have known that from the beginning. The reason I had to do things this way though is because I didn’t want you going and blowing up the dungeon. That would be inconvenient. Yet, we reached this end all the same. I’ll admit, you gave me a few surprises there, but in the end, I’m the better harem master.”


    “You... think what you have is better?” I spat.


    I said those words, but they didn’t make me feel any better.


    “Master... I know I told everyone we needed to stop depending on you to save us, but you wouldn’t have any last trick up your sleeve, would you?” She asked weakly.


    I thought about her words for a second. King Roth was near us. That’s when a thought came into my head.


    “Lydia... do you trust me?”


    “With everything.” She responded. “You can have my everything.”


    “Then... I will...” I leaned in to kiss her, and as I did, I whispered two last words. “Soul Merge.”@@@@