The Mage’s Nemesis Has Reincarnated - Chapter 116

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The Natural Enemy of Mages Has Been Reincarnated – Episode 116
“What in the—!”
“Let’s get outside, quickly!”
Gerard McLafflin and Dalpred Bigsland hurried out of the building.
“Captain!”
The unit members who had been on duty came rushing over, and the guards were also scrambling frantically in some direction.
“What’s happening!”
“An intruder has appeared!”
“An intruder?”
“The grand magical barrier has been shattered in an instant!”
The Royal Palace naturally had protective barriers installed to defend against magical bombardment.
It was a colossal magical barrier constructed by pouring all of history’s accumulated knowledge and technology into its creation—capable of withstanding even ninth-circle magic.
‘But… it’s been breached?’
No, not breached—shattered.
That was how the reporting unit had phrased it.
Those words meant that an overwhelming force exceeding ninth-circle magic had been exerted.
Of course, those possessing power beyond ninth-circle magic were exceedingly rare across the entire continent.
“I’ll head to the scene. You gather the unit members at once!”
“Yes, Captain!”
There was no need to ask where the scene was.
A massive, crackling surge of magical power could be felt emanating from not far away.
Gerard McLafflin and Dalpred Bigsland each seized their staffs and rushed toward the source of the magical disturbance.
The guards had already gathered at the location, all standing with their mouths agape, their gazes fixed upward.
Gerard McLafflin and Dalpred Bigsland found themselves in the same state.
“What… what is that—!”
At the center of everyone’s attention stood a massive giant roughly fifteen meters in height.
Yet it was no ordinary living giant as one might imagine.
Eyes, nose, mouth, hands, feet, shoulders, legs—
Its entire body was composed of swirling vortices of wind.
“What on earth is that mass of magical power…?”
“Is it a summoned creature, or is it magic itself?”
Before this incomprehensible monstrosity, there was no time for idle speculation.
“It’s attacking! Defend!”
Wind erupted from the giant’s mouth.
Whoooooosh!
Crash! Crash! Crash! Boom!
The gale from the giant’s mouth tore the entire roof of the Royal Palace clean away.
Fortunately, the unit members who had escaped harm maintained their composure, chanting incantations and demonstrating the fruits of their training.
“Lightning Bolt!”
“Magic Strike!”
“Spiral Stone!”
While the Circle members cast their fastest spells to create chaos, Gerard prepared a more powerful incantation.
“Feast of Rocks!”
Dozens of stone fragments materialized above Gerard’s head, hurtling toward the giant in unison.
Crunch, crunch, crunch!
Because these were stones formed from mana rather than ordinary rock, the creature’s form warped and distorted.
It was working.
Though perhaps not as effectively as I would have hoped.
“It’s massive but sluggish! Suppress it quickly with offensive magic!”
More Circle members arrived, and the number of mages engaging the giant now exceeded fifty.
As dozens of spells struck in rapid succession, the giant’s mana began to scatter and dissipate.
Unable to counterattack, it could only wail—and at this rate, we would contain it without difficulty.
Yet Dalpred felt something amiss about the situation.
“Something is wrong.”
“Master, what do you mean?”
“If there exists a being powerful enough to create this wind giant, they must be an extraordinarily skilled mage. Should such a creature join the fray, sweeping us aside would be trivial. Yet look—there is no one else here but the giant itself, is there?”
As Dalpred said, the attacker was nothing but the wind giant alone.
I sensed no trace of another mage infiltrating the palace.
“Could it be…?”
“That giant is likely bait to divert our attention. There is no better way to create a disturbance.”
The giant’s master had surely infiltrated the Royal Palace somewhere else.
As Dalpred mentally traced possible entry routes, I turned to leave.
“You hold the line here against the giant. I will pursue the intruder!”

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“Look. It’s easy to infiltrate, isn’t it?”
Rita’s plan was elegantly simple.
Draw the attention of the wind giant, then slip through the route she’d scouted beforehand.
At first, I wondered if the Royal Palace mages would fall for such a straightforward stratagem, but the moment I saw the wind giant, my doubts evaporated.
Even I found myself entranced by the sheer magnitude of its form, my gaze stolen away.
‘To conjure such a crude, towering colossus using nothing but raw magical power… The epithet “Wind God” was hardly undeserved.’
I admired it inwardly, though only for a moment.
It didn’t truly impress me.
I could have drained the giant’s magical essence in a single breath and erased its very existence.
‘But if I did that, Rita would grow suspicious of me. And I’d never learn their true intentions.’
For now, I had to cling to her like a leech and observe everything from the shadows.
If danger arose, only then would I reveal myself.
I hadn’t bothered to stop the wind giant because it posed no real threat.
‘A mere illusion, perhaps? Impressive in size alone, but hollow within.’
Father could handle something like that without breaking a sweat.
“What do you think of the power I’ve shown you?”
Rita turned to me, her chin raised with pride.
Zeke, disguised as Esca, let out a quiet sigh.
She was practically begging for praise. I had no choice but to oblige.
“Truly magnificent! To manifest such a colossal form through magical power alone! The epithet ‘Wind God’ is certainly well-earned, Rita!”
“Hey. I told you to call me Rose. Well… since you’ve put me in such a good mood, I’ll make an exception and let you use my name.”
“Thank you so much, Rose!”
“I said use my name.”
Rita’s smile widened with genuine delight, but—
“Well, well. Here you are.”
An elderly man suddenly blocked our path, and Rita’s smile vanished as quickly as a rabbit into its burrow.
‘Who is this…!’
As I recoiled in shock, Rita’s eyes narrowed with equal surprise.
“Could you possibly be… Dalpred Bigsland, the Royal Palace’s only rank-9 mage?”
“Heh heh. Calling an old man ‘you’? You’ve abandoned all courtesy, I see. Then again, skulking about like a rat hardly befits someone with manners.”
Dalpred provoked her immediately upon meeting, but Rita showed no anger.
She merely scoffed.
“Trying to rattle me with your tongue to improve your odds? It won’t work, old man. I’m not without experience, you know.”
“Quite bold, speaking to an elder you’ve just met.”
“What nonsense. But I’ll give you credit—appearing here means you read my intentions. You certainly have insight, befitting your age.”
“I can’t tell if that’s praise or an insult. Not that it matters.”
*Click.*
Dalpred raised his staff.
“You won’t take another step forward from here.”
“Heh heh, you dare challenge me? Even after witnessing the Wind Giant I created?”
Even among those of the 9th Circle, power varied depending on one’s skill.
And that difference was proven by the Wind Giant Rita had conjured alone.
Dalpred Bigsland lacked the mana reserves to create such a monstrosity, even if he were resurrected.
But that didn’t mean I could simply let the intruder pass.
“Such things are meaningless. Combat experience is what truly matters.”
“Don’t harbor false hope and come to your senses, old man. Do you even know who you’re facing?”
“I do. Aren’t you Rita the Wind God?”
Rita’s pupils dilated slightly.
“You know me?”
“If there’s someone who commands the wind and creates such monsters, it can only be Rita the Wind God, one of the 12 Pioneers.”
“Correct. Yet you still intend to fight me?”
Dalpred Bigsland’s gaze deepened.
“Of course. I don’t know what business the Ber Kingdom’s Forerunner has here, but I cannot allow the Royal Palace to be breached, not even if all 12 Pioneers came at once.”
“Your words are grand, but all I hear is that you’re about to die a dog’s death.”
Rita let out a scoffing laugh and raised her staff.
The psychological warfare had ended. The battle was about to begin.
The situation was on a knife’s edge.
That’s when Zeke McLafflin intervened.
“Rita. Don’t waste time on that old man. Leave him to me.”
“What?”
“I’ll handle it. Shouldn’t you be achieving your objective as quickly as possible right now?”
As I whispered this, Rita’s eyes changed.
She seemed to have regained focus at the mention of her objective.
“Fine. I’ll leave this to you.”
Convinced, Rita immediately began channeling her mana, surrendering her body to the winds.
Whoooosh!
“You won’t escape!”
Dalpred Bigsland immediately fired a mana bolt to block her path.
Ting!
Zeke McLafflin deployed a shield with a shadowless incantation, deflecting it effortlessly.
“Old man. I, Esca Robins, shall be your opponent.”
In that moment, Rita, now completely merged with the wind, passed by Dalpred Bigsland and vanished beyond the Corridor.
“Blast!”
Dalpred Bigsland watched her disappear with a helpless expression, but I was inwardly relieved.
‘Phew. Good thing he was convinced by my words. Duke Dalpred Bigsland would have died otherwise.’
Had the two fought, Rita would have won without question.
The gap between them was simply too overwhelming.
But if I intervened, the situation would be different.
‘If I step in, I could kill someone like Rita in an instant.’
However, no Quest to kill Rita had appeared yet.
I hadn’t even discovered exactly what Rita’s mission was.
That was the reason I hadn’t killed Rita.
Because of that, I hoped Dalpred Bigsland would lose his nerve and retreat.
I didn’t want to see my father’s mentor get hurt.
But Dalpred Bigsland didn’t back down, and so I had no choice but to step forward.
‘Sending Rita away first wasn’t part of the plan… but to save Duke Dalpred Bigsland, it can’t be helped.’
Now that it had come to this, I needed to subdue Dalpred Bigsland quickly and chase after Rita.
Before he could do anything reckless.
But Dalpred Bigsland showed no intention of letting me go easily, glaring at me in my Esca disguise.
Not knowing I was actually Zeke McLafflin.
“Did you say Esca? Who are you? Another one of the Forerunners?”
“….”
“It doesn’t matter who you are. We don’t have time for this.”
Crackle, crackle, crackle—
Magical power began to gather at the tip of Dalpred Bigsland’s staff.
It seemed he thought there was no time to waste—he intended to settle this in one decisive blow.
“I’ll subdue you and chase after Rita the Wind God.”
“That’s what I was about to say.”
【Skill Activated: Mana Absorption】
Whoooosh—
The moment I sucked in the magical power, Dalpred Bigsland’s eyes went wide as saucers.
‘This… what is this?’
The shocked Dalpred Bigsland tried to gather more magical power, but it was useless.
His mana leaked away like water pouring into a bottomless jar.
He was utterly helpless.
And so—
“Sleep.”
A single basic spell was all it took for his eyes to close.
Thump.
“Rest for a moment, Duke Dalpred Bigsland. When you wake, everything will be over.”
I muttered this to myself and pulled up a status window in the air.
In my vision was the list of spells I had copied from Rita Rose.
[Randomly copying 8 spells from ‘Rita Rose’.]
[You have learned the 7th Circle spell ‘Wind Blast’!]
[You have learned the 8th Circle spell ‘Hurricane’!]
[You have learned the 8th Circle spell ‘Tornado’!]
[You have learned the 9th Circle spell ‘Giant of Wind’!]
[You have learned the 9th Circle spell ‘Gust of Wind’!]
[You have learned the 9th Circle spell ‘Form of Wind’!]
[You have acquired the 9th Circle magic ‘Wind Manipulation’!]
[You have acquired the 9th Circle magic ‘Storm Flash’!]
‘Was that the magic I used earlier?’
I cast the magic known as Form of Wind.
Whoooosh!
A violent gust erupted, my form dissolved, and I became light as air itself.
‘I need to hurry.’
My body, now shaped from wind, rushed forward in pursuit of Rita Rose.

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