I Reincarnated into a Game Filled with Mods – Chapter 132

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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After some time,

“Ah!”

With a gasp of surprise, a stone structure began to rise from the spot where the waterfall had been, emerging from the surface of the water.

Apparently, there was a pressure-sensitive mechanism built into the structure. When the waterfall disappeared, gears would turn, causing the structure to rise.

I didn’t know the exact details.

“……So that’s how it was. If it was buried underground, of course it wouldn’t be detectable with a detection spell. Even if they found it, they would have thought it was just a rock.”

Minerva muttered to herself.

Detection spells essentially scanned the surface of objects, so it was impossible to detect a structure buried underground.

Furthermore, the massive waterfall would have made it even harder to detect the structure. In this world, magic was definitely not omnipotent.

The person next to me was practically using magic like it was omnipotent, but she was an exception.

“To think it was… in a place like this…”

Minerva looked completely dumbfounded.

I flicked my fingers in front of her face, but she didn’t react so I even poked her forehead.

I’d let this slide since we were so close to the Crystal Scroll.

“……Huh?”

“Let’s go inside, Lady Minerva. Are you just going to stand there and stare? The Crystal Scroll is right below us.”

“Oh, of course not, my child. Yes, let’s hurry inside.”

I followed behind Minerva, who was now hurrying, and shouted,

“Watch out for traps, Lady Minerva!”

The moment Minerva, seemingly ignoring my warning, stepped onto the structure,

—Clank!

A spike shot up from the side, shattering against Minerva’s defensive barrier. Minerva, startled by the sound, looked around.

There were dungeons that only had monsters, but there were also dungeons that were filled with vicious traps like this one.

The Rune Dungeon where the Rock Centipede resided was an example of a dungeon with only monsters, while this Crystal Scroll Dungeon relied on traps and map design instead of monsters.

But,

“Can we go in now, my child?”

Before overwhelming power, mere traps were no problem.

[Last recorded playthrough]

‘It’s great having Minerva here.’

I casually examined the Wingless Nightmare as I followed behind Minerva.

All I had to do was tell her the locations of the traps, and she would take care of them. It was a surprisingly easy way to clear this place.

Since it was a trap dungeon, there was only one path, so I didn’t even have to lead the way. The dungeon with the maze-like paths would appear later, in a different location.

“If you step on the center, arrows will shoot out from the left. Be careful.”

“I understand.”

Minerva strode forward, effortlessly destroying the traps that littered this place – traps that had been made even more vicious by the modders’ malice in the mod.

For example, the trap I had just warned her about, where stepping on a switch would trigger ten arrows. There were only three arrows in the vanilla game.

Or like now, where seven axe blades swung back and forth like pendulums on a narrow, straight bridge, and the path was filled with switches that triggered arrows.

In the game, you had to run from start to finish without stopping, timing your movements perfectly to avoid the axe blades.

Minerva simply destroyed the pendulums and collapsed the wall with the arrow traps.

“Is there still further to go, my child?”

“We’re almost there. Just a few more traps to clear.”

It was a place that took a long time to clear in the game, and considering that the scale had been increased in this world, it wouldn’t have been surprising if it took hours.

But thanks to Minerva, we arrived at the last trap in less than an hour. It felt like we were taking a stroll through a building instead of clearing a trap-filled dungeon.

‘It would have been the same even if it was a dungeon filled with enemies.’

Unless it was a boss-level or mid-boss level enemy, there was no way they could withstand the magic Minerva unleashed. Ordinary mobs would have been wiped out with a single spell.

There weren’t many traps left now. We cleared them and walked for a bit, then arrived at a spacious plaza. It was a large, open area filled with ankle-deep water.

It was about the same size as the training ground in the Silver Dawn Knights’ castle, and the walls were made of neatly cut bricks, unlike the rough stone walls we had seen so far.

The place was completely empty, except for the ankle-deep water covering the floor. I pointed to a large door located on the opposite side of the entrance.

“We’re here. See that door? The Crystal Scroll is behind it.”

“Ah, finally…”

“Wait. You can’t go in yet.”

I stopped Minerva, who was about to walk towards the door, tears welling up in her eyes.

I could hear the sounds of something being loaded behind the wall.

“What’s wrong, my child? Is there something else we need to do?”

Minerva turned to me with an anxious expression.

“Yes. There’s one last trap we need to take care of.”

As soon as I finished speaking, a whooshing sound echoed through the air. It was the sound of something being launched.

Minerva also seemed to have heard it, her brows furrowing.

—BOOM!

A deafening explosion shook the entire area, coming from behind the wall. The ground trembled slightly.

The explosion wasn’t a one-time event. It was followed by seven more earsplitting booms, each one sounding like a mountain splitting apart.

Silence finally returned.

“……That was it.”

“Yes.”

The silence was short-lived. The clanking sounds resumed.

Minerva, who seemed to have figured out the nature of the trap using her detection spell in that short time, spoke in an annoyed tone,

“It’s a bit too grand to be called a mere trap.”

I agreed.

Yes, the word ‘trap’ couldn’t adequately describe it.

It was a colossal cannon that could automatically load, aim, and fire, capable of tracking targets within seconds.

It was already amazing that it was fully automated, had unlimited ammunition, and could automatically track targets, but it didn’t even stop at a single shot. It fired a four-round burst.

I wondered if it was appropriate to put such advanced technology in a game that was set in a medieval era, but it was what the developers of the BD series had done, so what could I do?

And in the Darkest Light mod, there was another cannon with the same specifications right next to it. That was why we had heard a total of eight explosions.

“Do we need to take care of that trap as well, my child?”

“There’s one more thing I need you to do before that.”

I looked around.

Another round of deafening explosions echoed from behind us.

“Lady Minerva. Could you lure the cannon fire? I think it would work if you create a human-shaped illusion.”

“Lure the cannon fire? Hmm… Wait a moment.”

Minerva swung her staff and a sphere of mana appeared, floating in the air.

She waited for a moment, then, after confirming that the cannon wasn’t targeting it, she swung her staff again.

The mana sphere changed shape, transforming into a human figure. Hair grew, clothes materialized, arms and legs sprouted, and each part took on a human-like color.

It was Minerva, at least in appearance, a perfect replica of herself created from mana.

The mana Minerva, just like her creator, held a staff in one hand and strolled around leisurely.

—BOOM!

A moment later, it was obliterated by a projectile the size of a human, fired from afar. The mana that had formed the human shape turned blue and dissipated into the air.

“It’s done.”

“Indeed.”

I was relieved that we didn’t have to resort to the backup plan. If that hadn’t worked, one of us would have had to lure the cannon fire with our own bodies.

Of course, we had teleportation, so we wouldn’t have to roll and parry like in the game to avoid the projectiles.

“What should we do now?”

“See that wall over there? It’s a different color from the surrounding walls.”

Minerva nodded, her eyes following my finger. Most of the walls were a mix of black and brown, but that one was closer to gray.

“Create your illusion in front of that wall, but this time, don’t make it look like you.”

Tap.

Minerva’s staff lightly touched the floor. Blue mana converged in front of the wall I had pointed to, shifting colors as it took on a human form. But this time, it wasn’t Minerva.

It was Ceres and not the Ceres with the enlarged breasts, but the original, completely flat-chested Ceres.

Apparently, Minerva was a little upset that her mana illusion had been destroyed. It was a small act of revenge.

“…….”

The mana Ceres was obliterated by a projectile a few seconds later. The shattered Ceres turned into blue light and dissipated, just like before.

The projectile wasn’t satisfied with destroying a mere mana illusion.

BOOM!

The massive metal ball crashed into the wall I had pointed to. The wall shook, barely holding together.

“One more time, please.”

Ceres’ form reappeared, and once again, it was obliterated by a projectile.

But this time, the wall behind it couldn’t withstand the impact. It had barely survived the first hit, but the second one was too much.

The wall crumbled with a deafening roar, collapsing inwards.

“My child, that is…”

Minerva’s eyes widened slightly as she saw the space revealed behind the collapsed wall. This was the puzzle that required using the traps.

As always with the BD series, there were no clues other than the obvious difference in the wall’s color.

Many players had despaired, wondering how to open the door, only to be blown to bits by the cannons.

Even if you knew how to open it, the positioning was crucial to destroying the wall, so it still took a lot of trial and error.

“That’s what we needed to do to open that door.”

I said calmly.

“Three more to go.”

“Are you done?”

“Yes. It’s finished.”

I looked at the two four-barreled cannons, now completely destroyed, with a satisfied smile. It was a sight that pleased me greatly.

In the game, there was no way to destroy them, but things were different now.

‘…Actually, I think Minerva could have just destroyed the wall.’

It was something I hadn’t thought of because this situation never occurred in the game. It only came to mind after the mana Ceres had been shattered six times and the cannons were destroyed.

Minerva and I retrieved a gem from behind the collapsed wall and placed it in the slot on the door. And just like we had done countless times before, we solved the puzzle by arranging the gems in the correct order.

In the game, because of those damn cannons, we had to place one gem, run away, come back, place another gem, run away again, and repeat the process.

But now, we could solve the puzzle leisurely.

“This is the last one.”

I slid the green gem diagonally to the left. The door shuddered, then slowly began to open.

Minerva stared at the opening door, her expression dazed.

“Is… Is it done, my child…?”

“Yes. There it is. Can’t you see it, Lady Minerva?”

I pointed to a box placed on a square structure that looked like an altar in the distance.

Minerva’s body trembled as she saw the box.

Her trembling didn’t stop even after we reached the box. In fact, it seemed to be getting worse. I even had to catch her when she stumbled and almost fell.

“This is… the Crystal Scroll…”

She muttered, her voice barely a whisper.

The box, befitting its purpose of storing the “Crystal” Scroll, was decorated with all sorts of crystals. It was about the size of my torso and didn’t seem to have any locks.

Except for being more extravagant, it was almost identical to the box from the game.

“It… it really is…”

Minerva was trembling so violently that I almost felt sorry for her.

‘I can understand why she’s reacting like this…’

This was information I had obtained from a conversation with Minerva’s original NPC counterpart, Arcana.

The Eternal Mage possessed an overwhelming talent that allowed her to master all kinds of magic. But paradoxically, that same talent had made her lose interest in life.

She had learned all the magic there was to learn. Now, she just flipped through the pages of magic books she had memorized centuries ago, or mindlessly modified existing spells.

She had been doing the same thing for centuries, and yet, every mage in the Empire was still fascinated by her ‘same old tricks.’

To Minerva, it was no different from rotting away while still being alive.

And now, after enduring centuries of modifying magic out of a sense of duty, she had discovered the Crystal Scroll, which had been lost for ages.

It was an opportunity to learn something new for the first time in a very long time. It was no wonder she was so excited.

‘It’s even worse than I imagined.’

Honestly, when I had heard Arcana’s words in the game, I hadn’t taken them too seriously.

No matter how they had tried to sugarcoat it with fancy words, it essentially boiled down to them being so talented that they had learned all the magic there was, and was now bored to death.

But it seemed to be a much more serious issue for Minerva. I had a feeling she would definitely ask me about the locations of the other scrolls later.

I wouldn’t be surprised if she offered to sleep with me in exchange for the locations of the remaining ancient scrolls.

‘Not that I’m planning on doing that.’

“Ah…”

Minerva, her hands trembling, opened the box.

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