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For Nagas: How to Survive Your Dungeon! (BL)

Updates @ 13:00 (+8 GMT) Naga can be many things. Yet, none had ever been a dungeon core. Chavu is one, after two hundred years of service to the old one, which was smashed as he napped in his pond cavern. Marcellus greets him with a bloody sandal, yet, Chavu has never felt too much fear of anything. Well, maybe of flutes, but that is a perfectly reasonable fear. Together with a gnomic colony, and a prince who doesn’t quite know what he is doing, Chavu will take up the system, or, the snappy auntie, as he calls her, on her challenge. Does he have what it takes to survive as a dungeon core? Will he rake in a profit? This is a journey of a dungeon core, who doesn't play by the rules!

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Chapter 83: Gatekeepers

Chapter 83: Gatekeepers

"Ah, roses. Did someone bathe in perfume?"

"What a nice scent. Like that rose water from the dungeon."

"Where are the gnomes? I need to buy more. My curtains need a sprinkling."

Marcellus couldn't believe his ears. People were speaking about rose water as if they wanted to buy a lot of it. Yet, he had not brought any with him.

He cursed in his mind. What a wasted opportunity.

 His hair, normally rough and with just enough shine to it to be seen as clean, was now reflecting the sunlight and being ruffled by the slight breeze that was passing through the village.

Marcellus was glad that his hair was short, or, he was certain, that it would get in his eyes and mouth. It was soft as well. Mana did wonders, he had to admit.

The driver stopped the wagon before a stately house.