My Blood Legacy: Reincarnated as a Vampire

While Dante and Nagasawa searched for a way out of the Dungeon, some people were having troubles.

"This damn thing doesn't work!" Morgana yelled as she relentlessly attacked the strange crystals.

"Damn it!" She broke her nails as she tightly clenched her fist, causing them to bleed slightly.

"I'M GOING TO KILL WHOEVER DID THIS!" She screamed, and the whole world around her trembled. At this moment, they had devastated all the first 10 floors and were trying to break through the crystal barriers.

"Mistress!" One of the witches caught Morgana's attention, who looked at her with fury, appreciating her more as a demon than a witch.

"She's right, mistress, you need to calm down." Another witch in white robes and white hair said as she hovered alongside Morgana.

"Yniel and Sylvia." She said as both witches smiled; it had been a while since they last met.

"The Queen asked us to assist you." Sylvia, with her golden hair and brown eyes, said as she adjusted her black dress slightly.

"Yes, she said the boy's rescue must be done by the end of the week, she mobilized some experienced witches with dark magic to come here." Yniel commented as she twirled her fingers in her curls.

"My mother? What does she have to do with this?" Morgana wondered, after all, she would never ask Alice for help after their last fight.

"We're not sure, but it seems she has her eye on Dante Scarlet." Sylvia murmured, and Morgana's eyebrows arched slightly.

'Eyeing on? If you can't beat them, join them? Foolish woman.' Morgana thought as she looked at the small army of witches digging into the sides of the crystals in search of an entrance to the eleventh floor.

"What do you plan to do when we find the boy?" Yniel asked as she observed the scene as a whole.

"Find the culprit, bring them to trial, and then kill them." Morgana commented calmly as she thought.

"Seriously? Do you think they'll let that happen?" Sylvia asked, smiling, a slightly treacherous smile.

"Since Titania caused all that trouble, we've been cautious. We wouldn't allow deaths, neither Dante's nor the others, but it was a treacherous move if they really abandoned them as I think; that would be considered betrayal by the alliance and something like that would be relevant enough for, in case of trial, the death penalty to be established.

Even though I find the death of those involved unlikely, the punishments will be immense." Morgana commented and looked at the witches as she floated.

"And there's still that woman." Morgana said with a soft smile. "Woman?" Sylvia asked confused.

"Valentina will return soon. I forced Gaspar to use everything he had to bring the boy back, or else I'll tell her immediately. Valentina went to fetch her familiar; right now, they must be going through the return from the Spiritual Realm," Morgana commented.

"She went to the Spiritual Realm? How?!" Yniel asked shocked. She didn't even know that was possible, and she was a witch over 300 years old!

"She has her ways. It's a pity my Familiar died a few years before Dante appeared. He was a good familiar," Morgana said lightly, but clearly irritated and frustrated. Her familiar was a small black phoenix that fell ill from an unknown illness and unfortunately had its fire extinguished. It probably reincarnated somewhere in the Spiritual Realm, but its memories were gone after its death.

"We have to find my beloved," Morgana said as she slightly opened a portal. "Where are you going, Mistress?" Sylvia asked.

"I'm going to talk to my mother. I wouldn't bow my head to her again, but the aura of the ring is getting weaker and weaker. He may be in danger," Morgana commented and entered the portal, emerging in front of an extremely busy woman.

She had already asked her mother for help, but she didn't say anything really helpful, just to open the place and look for an exit since the Teleportation was canceled.

She stood in front of Alice, who continued working without even looking at her face. Soon, she opened her mouth. "Mother."

She still hadn't looked Morgana in the eyes, but she commented lightly, "I thought I already sent Yniel and Sylvia to you, Ana." Morgana's eyes flickered slightly when she heard her mother pronounce "Ana," her childhood nickname.

"The ring is failing," Morgana said, and Alice glanced at her, but didn't even meet her gaze, only seeing the ring on her finger, the blue jewel faintly lit.

"Give me that." She ordered, and Morgana removed the ring.

"Hark Kha Kreie," Alice murmured in an unknown language, and the ring extinguished completely.

"What happened?" Morgana asked quickly, but Alice didn't listen to her. "Makr Kjr Kuri Kha Ha." The ring lit up completely, and she returned the ring to Morgana.

"If you're desperately looking for the boy, he's still descending the floors. For some reason, this entire place is coated with an anti-magic and concealment curse, so it's impossible to enter by magic. The crystals are made of Muthelion, a strong mana conductor that absorbs anything.

Use Mytrill or Tungsten tools with this enchantment," Alice said and handed her a sheet with a magic circle that Morgana had never seen before, then returned to her tasks.

"Why... didn't you say anything before? I asked you for help earlier!" Morgana asked, she was truly furious now.

"Stop acting like a child, you didn't come here before because you didn't want to. You were too arrogant and paid the price. I'm helping you only because they managed to withdraw Titania from the Treaty, and that benefited us a lot. Now go away, can't you see how busy I am? Damn, I'm going CRAZY ALREADY!" Alice replied lightly with a tone of madness.

She really had a lot to do, and playing adventurer to find the hero wasn't what she wanted, nor did she have time for it.

"SPARK! I HAVE WORK TO DO!" Alice shouted as she launched Morgana into a portal that led directly onto Sylvia.

"KYA!!!!!" She screamed when she saw Morgana's body flying towards her. She tried to get out of the way but couldn't.

"Ouch," she saw her Mistress' body on top of her, her entire body burning with pain.

"That crazy old woman, she could have said this before!" Morgana shouted, startling all the witches around. "Hey, you, get Mytrill or Tungsten and make pickaxes with this enchantment, we need to break these stupid crystals!" She ordered, and the witches ran off, after all... her tone wasn't the gentlest.

"Lady Morgana..." One of the new witches arrived with a paper in hand to deliver to Morgana.

"What now!" She snarled in anger, but the witch in front of her was one of the new recruits. "Oh, sorry, it's the newbie... Forgot your name, but what's this?"

"It's Clarice, Lady Morgana, and this is a letter from the Princess for you." She handed over the letter, bowed, and ran off.

"Damn, it was just a scream. What does this witch want now?" Morgana wondered as she took the letter and opened it.

"Damn, it's from Lyra, that Bitch."

[Dear Morgana,

I hope this letter finds you sufficiently entertained with your petty affairs and suffering greatly for your single life. After a period of self-indulgence, I have decided it is time to return to the rat's den, which I call Your Tower.

Of course, I feel a slight nostalgia for the fun I used to have at your expense, but I am eager to pick up where I left off. I can't wait to share my findings.

Rest assured my loyalty is fickle, but for now, I see advantage in returning to the nest. Remember, there is no honor among the Arcanes, only power.

With contempt and disdain, Lyra Arcane]

"This defective wretch is coming back. Damn it, mother, couldn't you warn me? Now, besides Dante, I have to prepare myself to be constantly bothered. Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

Why don't you just die already! Go after that dragon again! AAAAAAAA!" She screamed...

"I need a break, I'm becoming just like Valentina," Morgana sighed as she put her hands over her face.

"Damn it, Dante, I'm going to punish you," she muttered.

Morgana was losing her mind.