What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy? - Chapter 686: You Have To Honour Deals You Make

I slipped the silver coin into my coin pouch before getting my Shadow Guards to release the magic that was holding up the wall around us.

The Dungeoneers who had been banging on the wall earlier were now scattered around the hall, most of them groaning in pain while holding their battered hands.

Yeah… These poor saps were punching and kicking away on the solid wall with their bare hands and feet to try and break Tyler free.

At least they returned to their senses when the half incubus had the end of a pole created from my Umbramancy stuffed into his ass.

He was screaming the entire time while I shoved the pole in and out of his ass, I think he actually started enjoying it at the end so I stopped and added some spikes to it. He then went back to screaming after that.

Right now, his face was pressed against the ground while his butt stuck up in the air, the pole still stuck in his ass.

I would just like to say that I used a featureless pole but when I stepped away, a flag materialised on it out of thin air.

On the flag was the face of Hiandoca doing a peace pose.

I’m not going to even comment on it.

I then directed Eins and the others to start healing the other Dungeoneers who have been freed of Tyler’s influence and have returned to their senses.

Most of them only suffered broken wrists and feet so it wasn’t really that serious. I was expecting maybe one or two to have tried ramming their heads against the wall or something but thankfully there wasn’t any.

There were still a few others chained up to the pillars but I managed to get all of them down safely.

“Ow, ow, ow… What the hell did that bastard do to us?”

“Hold still now… You’ll be fine in a moment,” I assured the Dungeoneer I was healing, the cuts in his wrists closing up as my magic did its work.

“We got mind controlled, that’s what,” Another Dungeoneer spat, his voice filled with venom as he glared at the Incubus who still has that flag pole stuck in his ass.

“We should just kill him,” One of the females growled, her hands clenched into fists and glaring daggers at Tyler.

That sentiment seemed to be shared by pretty much all the other Dungeoneers who were making the same face while glaring at Tyler.

Honestly, I didn’t really care if they chose to kill him or not. All I care about is the fact that I have less than twenty four hours left in this Dungeon before I have to get out of here to meet Mary.

But yet I do not see any stairs that would lead me to the next floor appear or even a chest that might suggest I had already completed it.

No wait… Don’t tell me this guy has to die for it to be counted as completed?

I stepped back after I finished healing the people in front of me, “So… What do you guys want to do to him? Are you guys actually going to kill him?”

All of them looked like they were just planning to do that when someone spoke up.

“Hey… Maybe we shouldn’t just decide to kill him so quickly, don’t you guys think so?”

Everyone turned to him, giving the person a look that demanded he explained himself.

The male Wrunch pointed his finger at Tyler, “It’s because of him that we got stuck in that trap and we all heard him say that he wants to enslave us. Just killing him is too easy.”

A female Mahun scowled, “So what? Are you asking us to lock him up or something?”

The Wrunch shrugged, “Maybe? I’d say that would mean there’s a higher chance and more opportunities for him to regret doing such a thing aside from just simply killing him and making him regret it for only one moment.”

There was a ripple of agreement coming from the others and some were nodding at the suggestion.

Another Dungeoneer also joined in, “We should get him enslaved as well! See how he likes it!”

“Make him regret ever existing!”

“He needs to know real pain!!”

“Yeah! Force him to serve some big Wrunch cock!” Another Wrunch yelled from the back.

I decided to speak up at that moment, “Not to ruin your moment but I would first like to point out two things… First of all, he summoned a demon and screwed up, which kind of made him into her slave so he already experienced that. Second of all… I don’t see a way out of here yet.”

All of them finally looked around the hall and realised that there was indeed no other way out aside from the door that we had used to enter in the first place. And we already know that the stairs over there is a death trap so there’s no way we would be able to escape through there either.

That is… Unless it has already been deactivated because we defeated Tyler over here but I doubt that.

“What… What do we do then?”

“Well, I guess there’s only one thing we could do,” I muttered before heading over to the half incubus who still had his butt up in the air.

Under the watchful gaze of everyone else, I nudged the guy with my foot and he stirred slightly, which only caused the pole that was still in his ass to move which in turn caused him to groan in discomfort.

“Hey, Tyler. Time to answer some questions.”

“Please… No more… I give up…”

“Let’s make a deal, answer all my questions truthfully, don’t use your magic to dominate or influence anyone while I’m asking you questions and I’ll remove the pole from your ass. Deal?”

“Yes… Please…”

Perfect.

I dematerialised the pole that was stuck in his ass and the half incubus let out another groan before trying to sit up.

The moment he did so, he let out a yelp before going back to lying on his stomach instead. Clearly his ass was still in pain from what I put him through and has not yet recovered.

“First question, how do I actually complete the Dungeon?”

He snapped his mouth shut, obviously having no intention of answering the question.

I didn’t need to wait long before his face scrunched up in pain and he opened his mouth once more.

“You… You have to… Have to kill me… What?! Why is… Why is this…”

“Why did you answer despite not wanting to? Because we made a deal, remember?”

“That’s… That’s…”

“Oh, you thought a verbal deal like that didn’t count? News flash buddy, you’re a half demon now and you need to honour the deals you make.”

“I… I reject this deal!”

“Unfortunately, both parties need to consent before a deal can be rescinded and I do not consent. You already accepted it so you’re going to need to answer this: Is there another way out of this room?”

He clamped his mouth shut but was forced to answer a second later, “N… No, you have to kill me to open the teleporter to send you back up to the surface. Noooooo!!”

I made a face at him, “That’s kind of a shitty design… Why would you even make it like that?”

“Be… Ughhhh!! Because I never expected anyone to make it this far! Nooo!! Stop!!”

“Uh-huh… So what happens after I kill you?”

“I… Nggghhh!! I… I will… Arrghhhh!! I will come back to life again after a while… As long as no one else takes over as the master of this Dungeon… Fuck!!”

I gave the other Dungeoneers a look and I could see some of them giving me disappointed looks.

What his answer meant was unless someone came along with more mana than he does, he was effectively immortal. And seeing how most people wouldn’t even be able to take over a Dungeon under normal circumstances, I doubt anyone here would believe they were able to do it.

I technically could… Since I definitely have enough Mana Crystals to override his control over this Dungeon… But I don’t want to be the dungeon master of this dungeon in the first place.

But that brought another question.

“If you are going to respawn anyway, why are you so afraid of telling me how to clear this Dungeon?”

He clamped his hands over his mouth in an attempt to shut himself up but the compulsion was too strong for him to resist and he ended up spilling it anyway.

“If I die, all the trapped Dungeoneers will be released and the Dungeon will be reset! Also, I don’t like dying!”

…

Oh… Ok… I see… So that’s how he designed the Dungeon…

He already managed to gather so many victims to be placed inside his personal dungeon down here, so of course he wouldn’t want to lose all that progress. It’s like having your save file deleted after completing a game and having to start over again.

Oh well.

Too bad I don’t have any qualms doing that to him though.

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So I had Eins go ahead to stab him through the head with a sword.

Yay, I win~

What? You wanted me to torture him more?

Oh, I mean I could do that any time I want in the future right? I already completed this Dungeon so I can just come down here whenever I want to beat up this immortal guy who stupidly binded himself with the Dungeon whenever I want.

I think I’ll come back after a few years when he has captured more people just to reset it all again.

Heh, heh, heh.