I Was Mistaken as a Genius Mage in a Game-Chapter 46

We marched for nearly five hours.

With Rex’s remaining time running out, when my stamina began to falter, Trian carried me, and whenever I regained some strength, I would walk again, urging my steps forward.

We encountered some monsters along the way and came across rooms with traps, but none of it posed a significant issue. Trian had given us warnings in advance, and dealing with one monster at a time wasn’t much of a problem either.

"This is it."

At the end of our long march, Trian’s expression twisted as if he had finally pinpointed the treasure keeper’s room. How exactly do elves manage to so sharply perceive what lies beyond walls? It was truly a mystery.

“There were no signs or traces of monsters nearby. The area is safe... for now, at least.”

Soon, the sound of thunder would echo, leading the dungeon’s monsters here. Thinking of what was to come, Trian let out a sigh, a look of resignation on his face.

“...The treasure keeper’s door. I’ve only seen it in books.”

Lir, in a quiet voice, murmured her amazement at the massive golden door in front of us. If I had seen such a magnificent door for the first time, I would have reacted the same way.

“I’ll ask one more time, but you’re sure it’ll be done within five minutes, right?”

Trian briefly glanced at the golden door before turning his gaze to me and asking the same question again.

“Absolutely.”

...Well.

Good or bad, I was certain that it would be over in five minutes, one way or another.

“Let’s go, General.”

Rex wiped the sweat off his forehead and spoke.

“Make sure to finish within five minutes. If you can do it faster, come out and help us.”

“...Take it easy. Don’t push yourself too hard, alright?”

Trian and Lir each gave me a soft pat on the shoulder before offering their words of encouragement.

Creeeak...

As I nodded, Rex’s muscled arms pushed the massive door to the side. The sound of dust scraping the floor filled the air as the surroundings trembled.

I took a deep breath and carefully stepped into the treasure keeper’s room. It was an enormous room, far larger than any of the rooms I had crossed before. Every wall, ceiling, and floor was covered in gold.

I could somewhat understand why many adventurers risk their lives to throw themselves into dungeons.

Just tearing off a small part of the gold-covered walls in this room could bring in a fortune that an ordinary person would never see in their lifetime.

“...Please close the door.”

Rex gave a big nod and, after muttering “I’ll trust you,” closed the huge golden door.

Thud.

With the sound of the door closing, the entire room was immediately engulfed in darkness.

All my senses were overwhelmed by the darkness, leaving my mind unable to process any information.

“Huh... This is tense.”

As I remembered, the treasure keeper in this dungeon was level 60.

To solo a level 60 monster, naturally, one would need to be at least level 55, and even if you were in a party, you would need a well-coordinated party of four members around level 40 to succeed.

But here I was, entering this room alone.

Someone might ask, “Isn’t that a suicide mission?”

Well... it’s half right, but not entirely.

I have two reasons.

The first is that my growth rate is faster than I ever expected.

When I fought twenty demons simultaneously and measured my level, I concluded that my current level was at least 30. And that was with the demons being too weak for proper testing, so my actual level was probably around 40.

...Though, I can’t be completely sure.

How can I know if I’m at level 1000 or 4000 when the punch machine can only measure up to 999?

I just believe my level is around 40.

So what? What will happen if I’m wrong?

What else, I’ll just die.

“Ha...”

The second reason is that I’m a ‘one-shot mage.’ A one-shot mage who has accumulated magic power for an entire week, no less.

The spell ‘Bloom’ is practically useless for dealing with small monsters, but when it comes to boss monsters, it shows incredible efficiency.

And my Bloom spell is perfected enough to fight monsters that are around 20 levels higher than me without any issues.

Level 40, and with a Bloom that can handle monsters around a 20-level difference.

With these two factors combined, I concluded that I could somehow manage a level 60 monster.

...Though, I’m only planning to try, I’m not confident that I’ll win.

Bang!

There was a sound like eggs breaking from the ceiling, and then light began to swirl around the room. On the ceiling covered in gold, four thieves were depicted carrying away huge treasures.

At the center of the room stood a massive giant that had not been there until the lights went out. It was a giant with the face of a spider.

“Holy shit, that scared me.”

Seeing the enormous spider face, I couldn’t help but shout.

To have that face staring at me as soon as the darkness cleared, I momentarily mistook this game for a horror survival game, rather than a medieval fantasy game. It was such an overwhelming visual.

I had known that the visual design of the treasure keeper and the dungeon’s monsters would be horrifying, but actually seeing it like this made an expletive slip out of my mouth.

“...Oh, a guest.”

The giant with the spider head slowly turned its head as if it were a robot that had just powered on. It met my gaze and then spoke.

If you are reading this translation anywhere other than Novelight.net or SilkRoadTL, it has been stolen.

As it opened its mouth, a long strand of saliva slowly ran down its chin and fell to the floor.

Twenty-one pairs of eyes were attached to the spider’s face.

The source of this c𝐨ntent is freёnovelkiss.com.

And these eyes weren’t symmetrical, so I’m not sure if it’s even right to call them “pairs.”

It would be more fitting to say forty-two eyes were randomly stuck all over its face.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen a human. The last time I played with someone, it was a group of elves. I suppose it’s been about... 300 years since I last met a human?”

“...Wait, hold on.”

I had known that the treasure keeper could speak human language.

But hearing it in person, rather than through a monitor, was far more unsettling. The idea of a human voice coming from the spider’s face, with forty-two eyes blinking randomly, was utterly bizarre.

Shit, I think the genre really has changed.

The giant’s face looked like something out of an idol-themed ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) horror game, one that focuses on visuals.

“This time, it’s just one. Well, fine... as long as you entertain me... I don’t mind.”

The giant with the spider’s face slowly bent its posture, taking a breath.

“Don’t die too quickly.”

And then, it kicked the golden floor and started charging at me with its massive foot.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

I closed my eyes, standing in front of the level 60 monster that was coming at me to crush me.

“The monster’s level is 60. Even if my actual level is around 40, considering my current physical condition, the chances of victory aren’t high. A normal Bloom spell won’t be enough.”

Bruises, fractures, muscle pain all over my body, and slight hyperventilation.

As usual, my body was in terrible shape.

“...I need to cast a spell here.”

“If you use the wrong incantation, the magic power might weaken or not activate at all.”

Alter’s warning from long ago pierced my mind like an electric current.

If the spell fails, its power will typically be halved. If I’m unlucky, the magic might not activate at all, just draining my mana.

Moreover, Bloom can only be used once a day, and when its duration ends, the caster instantly loses consciousness.

Unlike Bolt or Thunderstrike, where you can adjust spells in real time and try multiple times to find the optimal one, Bloom is life-threatening if it fails.

The risks are enormous.

But if I just chant the name of Bloom normally...

I’ll gain enough power to fight evenly with a level 60 monster for five minutes.

“...No, I can’t just fight evenly.”

The problem is, my body is in a pitiful state right now.

I could stand still without too much trouble, but if I started rolling and running, my hyperventilation would return, clouding my consciousness.

If the fight drags on, I don’t know what other variables could arise. I need to maximize the power of the magic and finish the treasure keeper as quickly as possible.

Yes. What I need now isn’t the strength to fight evenly while rolling around.

I need overwhelming power that guarantees victory with just a few flicks of my fingers.

“...I’ll make it work.”

I closed my eyes and focused all my senses on feeling the mana flowing through my body.

Though my body was a wreck, my mind was clearer and sharper than ever before.

Soon, the mana inside my body shifted into electricity and began to flow out.

The electricity flowing out was so intense that it began to melt the surrounding gold.

As the immense current surrounded me, the spider grinned, showing its teeth.

I didn’t know exactly what the spider’s expression meant, but it looked like it was excited at the prospect of finally having some fun after so long.

“A lightning mage, huh? Melting gold. Not bad power, but that kind of power won’t pierce my skin...”

I interrupted the giant’s words and began to softly chant the spell.

Soon, thunder devoured all the sounds in the world.