“The last time, on Widows of the dungeon, a lord married a lady in a fairy tale wedding. Unfortunately, the man was up to no good. His maid was in love with him, and he ended up having an affair with her. Infuriated by his infidelity, the lady murdered her husband, fulfilling her role as the widow… or did she?”
The girls all gasped and looked excited, even though I was just reiterating what had already happened. Well, at least, it was my best guess about what happened based on what I had seen before. Amusingly enough, the girls could see the same murals I saw, but they were determined to follow my own personal telling of it, even though it was all my best guesses.
For example, I didn’t know if the person who killed the king was the maid, the lady, or some third party. The murals rarely made it clear who was who. It probably wouldn’t be the maid, because she wasn’t in the maid outfit. However, the lady killed the man in bed, so if it was the maid, she might not have been in the maid outfit at the time. Or, maybe it was a third woman the king was sleeping with. It was these kinds of details that were completely lost on me.
Yet, I had completed the lore of four dungeon’s by now, and even though two of them were technically created by two of the girls present here, that still seemed to make me the expert when it came to this kind of stuff. They treated my interpretation as the reality until I changed my interpretation. I could only give a light sigh as I looked through the new murals and tried to incorporate the new information into my story.
“Eh?”
The murals never told the story in order, and there were still two murals I hadn’t seen. Sometimes, I could fill in the gaps and already guessed what happened. My guesses were never perfect, but they were close enough to get me there. Furthermore, the main floor bosses usually had some relation to the curse too. Terra and the clockwork dragon were the bosses of her dungeon, while Karr and the dark fairy queen were the bosses of their own.
In other words, that siren had some kind of relationship to the story, and whoever was the level 20 boss likely had a relationship too. It was difficult to understand how the bosses fit into the narrative. In some cases, like with Karr and Terra, they were people who became caught up in the curse they were a part of. Others appear more like echoes of characters who may have played a role. So, while a siren might not have anything to do with the curse’s lore, something about her presence had meaning.
“What is it, Master?” Miki asked, looking at me for an answer rather than at the murals.
“It’s just… apparently, the lady was having an affair too!”
The image here now showed that the woman was in the arms of another man. So the lord slept with the maid, the lady slept with this mysterious man, and then the lady murdered her husband. As always, the curse was never simple.
“Then why did she kill him if she did that stuff?”
“Good question…” I said, but could only shake my head. “We’ll find out soon enough. Are you guys ready? Okay then, let’s take out a boss.”
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