My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem
Chapter 1651

The lore being unreadable was something that Calypso hadn’t warned me about. Perhaps, she didn’t think it would be an issue, or perhaps, she was looking to cause me trouble. I had been treating her words as absolutes, but I couldn’t truly trust her much more than I could trust the fey. If someone else had realized that the core was in a completely different language, they might have despaired, but it wouldn’t be a problem for me. After all, wasn’t I a Linquist too?

Who would have thought a rather meaningless job I had picked up trying to learn to read with Miki would end up being exactly what I needed to progress to the next stage? I hadn’t gone out of my way to perfect Linguist, and while I had used it to learn to read far faster than I had any right to, I had never spent a lot of time developing it past that. I had used it one other time in Twilight’s dungeon, but then I had mostly forgotten about it.

Yet, Linguist was filled with skills like Translate, Decode, and Interpret. Unfortunately, I wasn’t familiar enough with those skills that I could use them without equipping the job first. Thus, I had to do a job swap while in the middle of messing with my soul. It wasn’t the easiest thing to do, so I took my time working slowly, making sure that I didn’t upset the lore or my soul in the process of manipulating jobs.

Jobs were essentially little fragments of lore. They had been copied and recopied so many times that they sort of floated around freely. Most of them got eaten up by dungeons, but they could also be summoned and even bound to one-use tokens. When someone met the right conditions, absorbed the right lore, or even used the token, they would attack a job to their soul. They would then attune their soul to the job, slowly gaining more of the skills and bonuses locked within.

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A soul had limitations though, and normally, a soul could only support one job at a time equipped. That job was much closer to the soul than other jobs, which allowed it to gain affinity quicker and share the skills directly. One could utilize the skills in a job fragment that was equipped much like one had learned the skill themselves. Having job slots was like having gem slots on armor in a video game. The other jobs were still there, but they could only share some passive gains unless you equipped them.

At that moment, I needed more than passive gains when it came to linguistics. Once I had the Linguist skill equipped, I began trying to grasp the information. It didn’t happen instantaneously. I found myself regretting I hadn’t spent any extra time leveling Linguist. I promised myself secretly I would dedicate much more time to Merchant, Linguist, Bandit, and all of the other jobs I had mostly ignored because I never thought they were relevant.

Still, the information steadily and slowly started to become a bit clearer. I was starting to understand it, and as I started to understand things, I could feel the process starting to move forward. This was going to work. I could do this.

The door opened to the room, and Cici ran up to Eliana. I was only vaguely aware of this, the outside world still difficult to grasp. She whispered some words into Eliana’s ear, and Eliana nodded. The guards went to close the door, but the Inquisitor popped through the door too. She smiled as she started to walk toward Eliana and Cici. Cici frowned, but it took me a moment to realize what was strange. The Inquisitor was ignoring Anne, who called out to her.

I couldn’t hear much, and the entire world felt like it was moving slowly. My eyes moved to my Map and I looked at the dot as the Inquisitor suddenly turned red.

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