It was three very peaceful weeks after the elves left her oasis. Their stay was tiring for Naomi because she constantly needed to act like some noble lady. At least she doesn't need to act like some entitled noble brat, and after meeting they don’t need her presence. However, she met them when they were leaving to say farewell. In the end, she thinks that the meeting with them went well. She even gets some mana from their delves. According to the counter in her path, little more than half needed to open the new floor. So around one week, she will face the biggest challenge ever. She hates the prospect of summoning some animals just for people's fun. Naomi understood that adventurers don’t slaughter all those creatures entirely for fun, but she believes there is another way. Her thoughts were interrupted by the feeling that someone was approaching her oasis. She drops everything, dresses up in her yellow dress, and runs. This time it was on the south side, so she didn't need to run across her oasis. From the gate, she saw an approaching caravan. She waves and one of the men raises his hand to show he saw her.

  "Luci, you lied to me," Paoli whispered to guild master Lucius.

  "How?"

  "You said it was just enormous towers with gold roofs and big walls. But that looks almost like The Citadel of the Sun."

  "And it gives the same feeling." Said the Grand Priest of the god of The Sun. He was two meters high, a body most bodybuilders would kill, and he was a minotaur. His kind was rare, and halfbreeds were almost nonexistent because of the same reason. They needed a strong partner because they were strong, and pregnancy was dangerous even for minotaur women. "It’s a little too far for me Guild Master, but maybe you can confirm my suspicion that there are more than four reported gods, depicted on the walls."

  "Yes, Grand Priest. There are two more gods. I think it's the god of healers, also the god of death."

  "Well, they are twins and they work together sometimes." Said the elven woman, the Grand Priestess of The Lady.

  "Her citadel is fine, and she looks fine too." Shrug dwarf, Grand Priest of The Smith.

  "Yes." Answered Lucius. However, I will send scouts to search around the oasis."

  "Wise decision." Nod Serator commander of a platoon of twenty paladins.

  "Commander Lucius." Naomi smiled. "So they indeed choose you to guide the expedition?"

  "I'm here as the guild master of the Adventurers Guild, Dungeon Mistress."

  "Congratulations on the promotion. However, there are a lot of people so let’s start. Welcome to The On Taram Dungeon Oasis. I'm a Dungeon Mistress appointed by The Lady and The Smith, and this is my path." Naomi said to a group of people who came with him.

  "Thank you for your welcome." Step forward minotaur. "I’m Jathur and I’m Grand Priest of the god of The Sun."

  "Good day, Mistress. I'm Pinera, Grand Priestess of The Lady, and chosen to take care of the temple of The Goddess."

  "Good day, Dungeon Mistress, I’m Erirser Grand Forge Master of The Smith. I heard you have a few things to show."

  "Good day, Dungeon Mistress. I’m commander Serator." Stepped knight. "I and my men are tasked to help guard you and your oasis."

  "And I’m Grand Scholar of the Royal Library of Exeven kingdom and my name is Vecto." Said a middle-aged man.

  Everyone showed her their paths.

  "Once again welcome," Naomi said "Please enter. Let me show you the oasis."

  At that same moment, far to the north, in the deepest recesses of the Undead Citadel, the Archlich sat on his throne watching through the eyes of countless servants, his necromancers. He was looking for any sign of rebellion, or if someone was too ambitious. There were many reasons why his servants rarely reached the level of Grand Master. The main one was his army of assassins. One of the ambitious necromancers was kneeling before him.

  "Great Undead Lord I have urgent news." He said as he fell to his knees and bowed his head, almost lying on the ground. Archlich checked information about him. He was ambitious but not very talented. He can be spared, for now.

  "Speak." A loud voice boomed in the throne room. The simple spell allowed him to amplify his voice. He used it to show power and scare those standing before his throne.

  "There is a new dungeon, my Lord. Slaver gods are reading for war, my Lord."

  "Really?" He smiled internally from the stupidity of this necromancer and false gods. One fresh dungeon will not change anything. Even one hundredth of them can’t stop him and his true god whom he swore to serve even after death. However, this could indeed mean that they will try something. Well at best they will buy a few years, maybe a decade of their miserable existence, but ignoring this news could lead to unnecessary delays. "Where is this dungeon?"

  "In the middle of the great desert my Lord. In an oasis dedicated to whore called a lady."

  "And?" He demanded.

  "It is all that a fast runner brings my lord. A full report will arrive in one month."

  "So, you disturb me for just that!? You are lucky that this was an important message. In one month I will demand a full report. You will bring it to me one way or another. Now get out of my sight!"

  The necromancer ran away terrified, which amused Archlich.

  "What a stupidity. One or two caravans will not change anything" He murmurs to himself. He was a servant of only true and just god, and his mission to destroy false gods was righteous.

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  In the oasis the next day after arrival just an hour after breakfast Naomi appeared next to the entrance to the dungeon. She was wearing her yellow sun dress. According to priestess Shewa she should use her only in official situations and meeting with representatives of the adventurers guild and a few churches counts as one in her opinion.

  "Hello. Guild Master." She smiled seeing a familiar face. "Are you waiting for me?"

  "Good day, Dungeon Mistress. Yes, I am indeed waiting for you."

  "So running away is not an option, yes?" She jokes.

  "Maybe after meeting Mistress. I remember that you don't like big gatherings. However, we have some questions, and we need your help if it’s possible."

  "It’s all right." Naomi waved her hand. "I’m very nervous, but I had some training after you left so I think I can do it."

  "Thank you, Dungeon Mistress. This way please." He nodded and pointed out the biggest tent.

  When they entered, Naomi saw only grand priests, commander of holy knights, and their assistants, ready to take notes.

  "Good morning to everyone," Naomi said.

  "Good day to you too, Dungeon Mistress." Nod Minotaur.

  "So, where should I sit?" She asked, seeing a few ancient Roman-style chairs. One was best looking, with carvings and painted details. Rest stand around in front of it.

  "Of course in an honorary place." Said the Priest of the God of The Sun pointing to the best chair.

  "Oh. Can we rearrange the chairs? Maybe something like the locals do? Please?" She said. All gathered started looking at herself confused. Yes, they were warned that Dungeon Mistress prefers simple things, and weren't acting like typical dungeon core, but this.

  "Mistress probably means that she prefers to sit in a full circle, where everyone faces each other. It’s the typical custom of nomadic tribes." Guild Master came to the rescue.

  "Yes. Can we do it?" Confirms Naomi.

  "Of course." Said minotaur.

  After some minor commotion rearranging chairs, everyone was finally sitting and ready. Naomi still gets the best chair.

  "Thank you. I’m not a royalty or even noble and I had enough of acting like one after sun elves visit." She thanked.

  "Sun elves were here? I hope they don’t do anything bad." Asked the commander of the paladins.

  "Yes, they were here like three weeks ago. They were nice, and we even talked a little, but I needed to act like some noble lady, all day. I wasn't sure if I was more tired about how I needed to act and speak or because of the stress of talking with strangers." Naomi jokes.

  Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. At least the Dungeon Mistress didn’t meet one of the mine families, or even worse, the king. Side families were a little more open and acted as middlemen between sun elves and the rest of the world.

  "So, how does that kind of meeting go? We have some schedule or something." Naomi asked. "I have only one important thing to say."

  "The last one was more than one hundred years ago and besides general rules about who should first speak officially with a new dungeon master there are no rules." Answered Jathur.

  "It's more like negotiations, between adventurers guild and dungeon master. You Mistress couldn't known how powerful your summons should be, at least on the first floors." Said Lucius.

  "Yes, it’s obvious. Too powerful and only few will visit my dungeon and I will be stuck."

  "Exactly." Confirms the Master of the Adventurers Guild.

  "I think we let our Dungeon Mistress begin. She said she had only one important message for us, contrary to our long list of questions." Propose Minotaur and all agree.

  "Great. So who will be responsible for healers in Oasis?"

  "That will be me." Speak Pinera, raising her hand.

  "It’s for you, then." Naomi gave her a scroll. "In this scroll, I write all my knowledge about new healing techniques. However, because I'm not a healer, this technique is unrefined and you and the rest of the healers will need to work on it to have something workable."

  "That is a great gift. But can you explain it a little more?" Elven priestess asked hesitantly.

  "Sorry. I'm nervous. So like you all know sometimes someone looks dead, you know not breathing and his heart stops beating, but there is still a little spark of life in him." All nod because they have seen that many times. "So about two months ago a nomadic tribe visited me. There was a woman who almost died. Her heart stopped due to fatigue. After rescuing her I was tasked by the god of healers and the god of death to share my knowledge."

  In the tent, everyone froze.

  "Mam. Everything alright?" Naomi asked the Priestess.

  "I don’t know." She said with a weak voice looking at the scroll in her hand. "I was warned and saw for myself that this place, you are, watched by gods. But holy task on the first day?"

  "We need to send it to the citadel immediately." Said the minotaur priest.

  "The chief and shaman from that tribe got the same task. They are on the way to the citadel." Naomi interrupted.

  "Splendid. However, we still need to send a copy with the caravan."

  "Caravan will be going north." Said Lucius.

  "I still made copies for them. It will help immensely there." Interjected Pinera.

  "True." Agree commander of paladins.

  "I understand that this is all that you want to say." Asked the Grand Priest of the god of The Sun.

  "Yes."

  "Then I will begin. The first question is important to everyone. Not only us here but for all everywhere. Is there a war coming?"

  "Officially, no," Naomi answered.

  "Wait, officially?" Asked the dwarf.

  "After seeing where gods want to send me and hearing basic information about the world and north I asked the same question. They answered that for now everything is under control, and for now these madmen are too busy fighting each other. However, in the long run, who can tell? So I was tasked with creating a place where caravans could stop, rest, and replenish their supplies before going further. My presence will ease travel, and maybe with time it will help northern kingdoms with war."

  "Thank you for your sincere answer." Said Juntar.

  "So it is like we were thinking." Said Erirser. "For now, everything is good, but get ready."

  "It looks that way." Nod Juntar.

  "About being ready. I need to organize future exploration of your floors, Dungeon Mistress." Said Lucius.

  "You can send teams any moment. Elves do a few runs and I think I more or less get us to it."

  "That was something to expect from them." Sigh minotaur priest.

  "I know they have a reputation, but they were alright." Naomi tried to defend them. "They are battle maniacs, that is true. They use my traps to teach their kids. But they were respectful and not bad."

  "They side families are that. However, these three noble families aren’t like that at all." Answered Juntar. Naomi wasn’t to say more but resigned and instead said.

  "Guild Master, I have a proposition for you."

  "Yes, Dungeon Mistress?"

  "I want to propose, that I allow the use of a teleportation ring from my final floor as a shortcut. Even with only one floor, it could be useful."

  "Interesting proposition, however first we must see it for ourselves. We can’t risk someone taking advantage of it and doing something stupid."

  "Alright." Naomi nod.

  They talk about many small things until dinner. After that everyone gets back to their duties, they have a lot of work to do.