My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

“Would you tell me the truth, even if I asked?”

“That’s an interesting question. What exactly is truth anyway?” She pondered, tilting her head.

“Truth is what happened,” I responded.

She let out a little laugh like I had made a joke. “You can only know what is happening when it happens, and even then, your only observing it through your tinted goggles.”

“I’m aware of things like biases,” I responded flatly.

“Yes, I’m sure you are, but if every observation is tainted, then how could you even come to a truth?”

“Consensus.”

“Isn’t that just mob rule then? What if it is split half and half? Is the country with the most strength, right? After all, don’t both sides of any war think they are in the right? Most people don’t see themselves as the villain, but others might.”

“You see yourself as a villain!” I accused.

“Haha… maybe I have had to do some dark things, but then again, haven’t you as well? I’m sure there is someone out there that sees you as a villain. Admitting I’m a villain only makes me more honest.”

She got me thinking about it for a second. Was there anyone I had ever wronged who had done nothing wrong to me? I didn’t think so. The likes of Aberis and King Roth had gone after me. I had done everything I could to protect and preserve life. Even in most dungeons I usually tried to save the dungeon master. I had made mistakes, but I didn’t have any enemies that I was aware of. I realized at that moment her entire talk had been aimed at distracting me.

I shook my head and my glare returned. “Don’t try to turn this around and excuse your actions and avoid the subject. You attacked this very ship. You’re a pirate, and you’ve been attacking the coastlines of Aberis and the Ost Republic. At first, I might have thought you were trying to instigate the war between the two countries hoping to gain an opportunity to kill Aberis, but he is dead, and it sounds like you never even knew who he was in the first place. Why is your pirate fleet attacking the coast?”

“Deek…” She shook her head and sighed. “Why do you think it was me?”

I blinked, not expecting her to lie so blatantly. “You attacked us! You came on a ship and started firing.”

“Yes, we were very low on supplies, and it wasn’t like I had the money to pay for it.”

I frowned slightly. That was one thing that had been bothering me. Their hold was empty. If they had been out ransacking ships and villages, then shouldn’t she have had tons of stuff. At the very least, they would have had food, but they were out, leading to her words being very possible.

“That doesn’t explain the other attacks,” I replied.

She gave a little smile. “Now, whoever said I was responsible for any of the other attacks.”

“Then who else would be responsible?”

“I wonder…” She responded flippantly.

“Calypso…”

“If I had to guess, it’d be the ones who had attacked me.”