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Serena Prince: Love of Magic - chapter 162
🕑 Added 2025-09-27 01:17:46 +0000 UTCAuthor's Notes: Chapter edited and corrected by Scott Fellman.
"HAHAHAAHA!" I decapitated the minotaur while lifting Jackal and shooting another one several times. 1,378 monsters, I had killed 1,378 monsters while descending to the 17th floor.
I dodged the third minotaur's strike and stabbed Kazikli Bey into its stomach before creating vibrations so fast and so strong that the minotaur exploded into a bloody mess. I continued to laugh as the minotaur's blood soaked me.
But I didn't stop; I jumped at the next minotaur that had approached. I put away Jackal and let my hand strengthen with Haki. My fist collided with the minotaur's fist, and I smiled madly as my fist sank down and shattered the minotaur's arm with force.
My fist continued unimpeded before slamming into its head, instantly shattering it. I laughed out loud again, using my hemokinesis to draw the blood of my victims into my mouth, letting the warm blood of the monsters flow down my throat.
I'd killed 1,380 monsters, and I still wasn't done! This dungeon was a paradise!
The first few rooms were stupidly easy and quick to get through; the monsters were terribly weak, too few, and far apart, but as I got through the rooms, everything got bigger.
From floor 5 onwards, the groups were larger and there were more monsters in general. If I had to say anything, there were between 150 and 200 monsters in those rooms.
Once I crossed the 13th floor, everything increased even more. The groups seemed to have up to 20 monsters, the largest groups, adding that the floors were much larger than the previous ones, gave an even greater number of monsters, between 300 and 400 per floor.
Fortuna guided me through the floors to kill half of them, and I enjoyed killing each one of them.
Frog Shooter, War Shadow, Killer Ant, Purple Moth, Needle Rabbit, Blue Papilio, Orc, Imp, Bad Bat, Hard Armored, Infant Dragon, Silverback, Wyverns, Crystal Mantis, Lamia Mormos, Hellhounds, Almiraj, Worms, Ligerfang, and now the Minotaurs.
They were all ripped apart, sliced, mutilated, and killed with great gusto. As the Bloodlust frenzy grew, I became more excited to kill the next monster—the good thing was that I could ignore most of the effect with defenses and Occlumency.
So, despite feeling the thirst to drink more and more blood, I could stop anytime I wanted, but I didn't; I kept going down and killing more and more monsters without caring about anything.
I came across several groups of adventurers in the dungeon, but I ignored each one of them and focused on killing the monsters that Fortuna had guided me to until I got to where I am now.
The end of the 17th floor, facing the Great Wall of Pain, was a shame that the Goliath Monster Rex hadn't spawned, but I guess there was nothing I could do. I finally took a deep breath to calm all my emotions for the moment.
I pulled out a small watch and saw that it had only taken a few hours to get down; if I hurried to the surface, I'd make it back before nightfall. I smiled widely. That meant killing another 1,000 monsters.
I sighed with pleasure as I regained some sobriety. Even though killing monsters was quite intoxicating, I'd have to find a way to get down faster, at least if I wanted to explore the lower floors more frequently.
While I have no problem with taking a few multi-day excursions into the dungeon, I'm sure the weak monsters would bore me quickly enough at some point.
I could feel a restriction if I tried to Apparate inside the dungeon, similar to the anti-Apparation wards, so that I couldn't Apparate anywhere. Hmm, I still had my demonic magic.
With a bit of care, I stepped off the path and into one of the many hallways that dotted the dungeon, summoning the teleportation circle beneath my feet before disappearing.
Once I appeared on what I quickly recognized as the ninth floor, I gripped my spear tightly and prepared for any retaliation from the dungeon. With another flex of demonic power, I returned to the 17th floor and saw that everything was the same.
I hummed softly, either… the dungeon wasn't able to register teleportation magic, or it was overlooking it. And from what I knew of the dungeon, I was sure it was the latter. But why? was the question.
Maybe... because I was a demon? The dungeon really hates gods, and by extension, humans, and adventurers. Perhaps because they had Falna? A divine spark? But I, on the other hand... was a demon.
My energy, my magic, was unholy, profane, the furthest thing from a god. Even though I had a Falna, my demonic power hadn't changed in the slightest. So it's possible it wasn't registering demonic magic. Or it could be as simple as the Company's defenses protecting me from the dungeon.
Either way, it was highly beneficial to me; it meant I could go down to any floor I wanted and kill any monsters I wanted at any time.
Still… there was no reason to use it for the moment, maybe when I got bored of killing monsters, which wasn't the case at the moment.
I smiled broadly, let Fortune guide my way, and ran once more, this time ascending to the exit from the 17th floor.
I encountered the first Minotaur almost immediately. I threw Kazikli Bey, which embedded itself in its head. The Minotaur fell backwards with a heavy thud. I approached its side, placed my foot on its neck, and removed Kazikli Bey from its head, 1381 monsters, yes… this was life.
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Once I left the dungeon, it was not yet completely dark, and quite a few people were leaving the dungeon; if I calculated correctly, it should be dinner time.
My smile was vast as I practically bounced through Orario.
Today had been a good day; I'd killed until I was satisfied, and tomorrow I could do it again while continuing from the floor I'd left. That only meant it would get harder and harder; this was magnificent.
I didn't even realize I was laughing almost drunkenly until I bumped into someone. I looked down only to see Bell Cranel once again. He looked like he was on his way out of the dungeon. I guess he was done for the day, too.
Bell looked slightly scared as he looked at me, taking a step back. I just smiled widely, which made Bell pale even more before running away while screaming. I blinked slightly before shrugging and continuing to walk happily.
I ignored the path to the guild building and headed toward Miach and his family's pharmacy. Along the way, people gave me strange, almost frightened, and weird looks, but I was so happy that I ignored them.
I finally reached my destination and entered Blue Pharmacy, or at least I tried to. The door was closed, so I said a quick 'Alohomora' and opened it.
"Stop," a growling voice said behind me, and I turned around.
"Naaza." I said, nodding in her direction while ignoring the crossbow pointed in my direction. I looked at Naaza, and she looked like she had just come out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her and everything. And… maybe that's what she had done. I could see her slightly wet hair.
"Prince? What the hell? Do you know what time it is?" Naaza asked as she lowered the gun. "And why are you covered in blood?" Naaza asked incredulously as she looked me up and down.
"Naaza? Who is it?" Miach asked carefully as he cautiously walked out. When he saw me, his eyes widened.
"Bellatrix! Are you okay?!" Miach asked in a panic as he ran towards me. "Do you need a potion?! Are you hurt anywhere!? Naaza! Get the elixir!" Miach said in a panic.
I looked at him, confused, before looking down. My entire body, every inch of my body, was covered in blood; my white trench coat was now completely red with blood. I snorted amusedly. I guess that explained why everyone was looking at me strangely.
"I don't have any wounds, the blood isn't mine," I said, amusedly. Miach seemed to register my words before sighing in relief. I moved my hand, gathering all the blood on my body, before opening my mouth and drinking it.
"Eugh." Naaza muttered slightly, green. I smiled widely with my fangs exposed.
"Good! I'm glad you're not hurt!" Miach said happily as he sighed in relief, not caring about what had just happened. "So? How was your first day in the dungeon? Was it as you expected?" Miach asked happily. I nodded.
"Even better, I was able to kill around 2000 monsters." I said happily, Miach nodded happily.
"I'm glad! It's good that- 2000!?" Miach squealed in disbelief. Naaza also looked in disbelief as she staggered. I nodded and pulled out a small bag.
"Here are the magic stones from the monsters and the drops I got." I said as I showed the small leather bag barely as big as a person's head. Miach blinked slightly as he took the bag, confused.
Miach gave in to his curiosity and opened it only to see a bottomless hole. Miach placed his hand in, confused. He didn't seem to find anything, so he put his hand in even further, causing his entire arm to fit into the bag.
"What the hell?!" Naaza squealed in surprise as she approached Miach, her worry evident.
"What… is this?" Miach asked incredulously as he looked at the bag.
"Bottomless bag, it has spatial magic to enlarge its interior, my wife makes them," I said easily. Miach looked at the bag before moving his arm inside it until he finally grabbed something. With a tug, he pulled out his arm with one of the stones in his hand.
"Wow, there really is something in there." Miach said, surprised. "You said your wife is capable of creating things like that? I suppose she has a similar ability to Mystery to create a magical object of this magnitude?" Miach asked, genuinely impressed. I smiled slightly.
"Something like that, she's a mystery specialist." I said, amusedly, Miach caught the truth in my words and nodded in satisfaction.
"This is incredible, with a storage capacity of this kind, it could easily be worth more than any family could afford; it would greatly reduce the ease of carrying supplies or raising profits from the lower levels," Miach said, almost excited.
"And it will be a secret; anyone will try to kill you to steal that bag." Naaza said immediately, and Miach stopped, nodding thoughtfully.
"You're right, Naaza, I guess it's another family secret." Miach said seriously, and I shrugged and nodded.
"Whatever, it's made of Moke hide, it's impossible for an outsider to get things out, and I'm even harder to kill." I said nonchalantly.
"Oh? It also has some kind of anti-theft ability? I didn't know something like that could be created. How does it work? And what's a Moke?" Miach asked, surprised. I grabbed the bag from Miach's hand and flexed my magic slightly to activate the enchantments. I placed the bag in my palm.
"A little lizard, try to grab it." I said simply, and Miach looked terribly curious, reaching out. The Mokeskin bag reacted as it should, curling up on itself and shrinking to half its size.
"Wow." Miach muttered in amazement as he carefully grabbed the closed bag. He began to look through every angle of the bag without finding the opening. He even tried to force it open from some sides. "Incredible." Miach muttered. Even Naaza was standing next to the bag, looking at it curiously.
"And you say your wife is capable of creating this?" Naaza asked, surprised, and I nodded.
"And many more things, it's something she likes to do." I said nonchalantly, grabbing the bag once more. Once it was in my hand, the bag returned to its normal form. I cast a light charm again so Miach and Naaza could manipulate the bag once more.
"Truly amazing, your wife must be a woman of many talents, capable of creating such magical objects." Miach said with a smile. I nodded with a smile.
"Could you upgrade my Falna? I really want to see how much I got." I asked Miach as I took off the top of my outfit.
"Of course!" Miach said happily. Once I was undressed, Miach dropped a drop of blood on my back. I could see Miach freeze as he stared at my back with Naaza.
"That... wow..." Miach muttered in complete disbelief as he looked at my Falna. "I knew you'd have a growth spurt... but this? You went from an empty Falna to this." Miach muttered, still in disbelief as he looked at it.
"Three stats over 100 and one over 200… what the hell?" Naaza muttered incredulously. "Are you even human?" Naaza asked incredulously. My mouth formed a line. Yeah, I'd better not answer that in front of Miach.
"If you could copy the statistics so I could see them," I said simply. Miach nodded.
"Y-yes, of course!" said Miach immediately as he grabbed one of the sheets before copying my new Falna. I casually took the sheet and began reading it.
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Bellatrix Prince
Level 1
Basic Abilities
STR - I 0 -> H 188
END - I 0 -> I 78
DEX - I 0 -> H 173
AGI - I 0 -> H 185
MAG - I 0 -> G 259
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"Oh, they've advanced a lot more than I thought." I said in surprise, 'I really wasn't expecting such a high number - a pleasant surprise.'
