The Mage’s Nemesis Has Reincarnated - Chapter 126

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The Natural Enemy of Mages Has Been Reincarnated – Episode 126
Thud, thud—
Two elves approached from ahead.
‘One of them is Ugritto, and the other is….’
A delicate elf maiden adorned in an exquisite dress.
Daryen called out the girl’s name.
“Yupinelsia.”
“Elder. Hello. I’m relieved you’re safe. The other elders are well too, aren’t they?”
Unlike Daryen, Yupinelsia’s expression toward the Radical Faction elder was glacial.
She was clearly aware that the Radical Faction was scheming to drive her out.
“Princess. What brings you here? Wait, what did you just say?”
“Please stop this. How much longer will you esteemed ones continue fighting? Aren’t you ashamed, serving as pillars of Elsorium?”
Audacious and spirited.
That was my first impression upon seeing Yupinelsia.
Yet I couldn’t help but feel concerned.
There was no way the elders would take kindly to reproach from such a young girl.
And indeed.
The Radical Faction elders widened their eyes in shock.
“How dare you! A mere green girl of a princess speaks so brazenly to the highest elders of Elsorium!”
“Did I say something wrong?”
“You insolent wench!”
“Yupinelsia! That’s enough!”
Elder Daryen intervened, and Yupinelsia retreated under Ugritto’s protection.
The faces of Kiel and the other Radical Faction elders flushed crimson with rage.
“This won’t do. We must settle the hierarchy at once!”
“Let us show clearly who holds the power of Elsorium!”
True to their radical nature, the elders began drawing upon their magical power, preparing to demonstrate their strength.
Until now, Daryen had merely waited patiently while coming and going from the Spirit Realm, but now he could endure no longer.
He intended to crush the Moderate Faction elders by force and seize complete control of Elsorium.
“Elder Arkin! Which side will you stand with? Ours or Daryen’s?”
At Kiel’s cry, Arkin hesitated briefly before taking a step.
He moved to stand beside Kiel of the Radical Faction.
“Elder Arkin! What are you doing!”
“Forgive me, Elder Daryen. But isn’t it only natural to stand beside the stronger one to survive?”
“You…!”
Casting aside his mask of pretense and betraying so brazenly, Arkin’s actions drew a satisfied smile from Kiel.
“Heh, excellent judgment. That’s how it should be. When one’s life is at stake, you must side with the one more likely to prevail. Wouldn’t you agree, Daryen?”
“….”
“Now that Elder Arkin has joined us, you stand alone among the Moderate Faction. Will you protect the princess in solitary loneliness and shed blood in the end? Or will you take your own life quietly?”
Daryen gave no answer, only gnawing at his lips.
Four Elders stood against me.
If we fought like this, I would certainly be at a disadvantage.
It was a situation where I could lose my hard-won life in vain.
But what concerned Daryen wasn’t his own life.
‘At this rate, Yupinelsia is in danger.’
That remained true regardless of what choice he made.
These Radical Faction Elders, now showing their true colors, could kill both him and the princess, then announce they’d succumbed to illness without raising suspicion.
‘And then they’d select a puppet princess to control Elsorium with an iron grip!’
As that thought crystallized, Daryen raised his staff.
Even if it meant dying here, he had to stop them.
He couldn’t surrender Elsorium to the hands of corrupted Elders.
Yet there was one presence everyone in this place overlooked.
It was Zeke, the Dragonian.
“What’s with the atmosphere? Are you about to fight?”
As Zeke stepped forward, Daryen cried out in alarm.
He couldn’t let an outsider get dragged into this battle.
“Stop! It’s dangerous—you need to leave this place at once!”
“It’s fine, really. I just want to talk things through.”
Zeke waved his hand casually and walked toward the Radical Faction Elders with ease.
At his fearless approach, Elder Kiel let out a derisive snort.
“So there was a human here too.”
“A human…?”
“What? Did I misspeak? Calling vermin by the counter for animals is hardly a problem. Disgusting human filth.”
Elder Kiel bared his teeth, his fury on full display.
The other Elders wore much the same expression.
All of them radiated hostility toward humans.
By sheer numbers alone, I should have shrunk back, but I remained composed.
I merely furrowed my brow slightly, as if mildly displeased.
“Are you picking a fight with me right now?”
“Picking? We’ll kill you alongside Daryen in this very place.”
“The way you throw around threats about killing people—it really shows your character. You could use some education.”
“What nonsense are you spouting? A mere human.”
“Acting so confident just because you’re wearing a dragon’s soul around your neck?”
“A dragon’s soul is still just a soul, nothing more.”
“Humans can barely live a hundred years—an inferior species through and through.”
Despite the Radical Faction Elders’ mockery, I continued forward without hesitation.
Simply cracking my knuckles as I advanced.
“Come any closer and you die, human.”
The warning fell on deaf ears as my footsteps never faltered.
“Tsk.”
The elders, clicking their tongues as if they had no choice but to draw blood, extended their staffs toward Zeke.
But then.
“Huh?”
“What’s happening?”
“D-did it malfunction?”
As their mana vanished like a candle flame before the wind, the elders couldn’t help but falter in unison.
In that moment, the distance between Zeke and them had narrowed to within arm’s reach.
“Elders.”
Zeke raised his arm with a smile and clenched his fist.
“Are you ready to die?”

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I had long known that the elders were not on good terms with one another.
But Ugritto, who hadn’t expected such a sudden confrontation, watched the situation unfold with bated breath.
Hoping that no fighting would break out if possible.
‘But this time it’s real. They truly intend to shed blood.’
Moreover, when Arkin, who had been an elder of the Moderate Faction, revealed his true colors, Elder Daryen’s fury reached its peak.
If five ninth-circle elders were to fight, it was obvious as day that the Royal Palace would be in ruins.
In the midst of this, I had only one duty.
A glance.
To protect Yupinelsia beside me.
‘Elder Daryen. My apologies. If fighting breaks out, I cannot participate. As the princess’s knight, protecting Yupinelsia takes precedence.’
Ugritto, who had been quietly retreating, whispered a warning to Yupinelsia in a low voice.
“Your Highness. The atmosphere is unfavorable. Let us withdraw.”
Even Yupinelsia, who had been speaking boldly before the elders, seemed to recognize that stopping them was impossible and quietly nodded her head.
If she got caught now, she would be the shrimp whose back broke in a whale’s fight.
Then.
‘Hmm?’
A glimmer of curiosity lit Yupinelsia’s eyes.
A single human had stepped forward boldly and stood in opposition to the elders.
“Ugritto. Who is that person…?”
“Ah, didn’t I mention it? Among today’s guests, there’s a Dragonian named Zeke. That’s him.”
The princess’s first impression of Zeke was that he appeared younger than expected.
Young enough to seem around her own age?
‘And yet he received a dragon’s talent.’
He was undoubtedly a remarkable human, but he couldn’t compare to an elder.
No matter how strong a human was, how could they possibly contend with a mage who had trained for fifteen hundred years?
Victory was absolutely impossible.
That’s what she was certain of.
Thud! Crack!
An anomaly had occurred.
The Elders were being pummeled by fists—from a single human.
They fumbled about, raising their staffs again and again, but that was all.
They showed no intention of responding with magic.
‘No… they can’t use it?’
Watching the flustered Elders, my suspicion proved correct.
Beside Yupinelsia, who marveled at Zeke’s prowess, Ugritto’s expression shifted to shock.
“What in the….”
The 9th Circle Elders were being beaten senseless by a single human.
Not a shred of magic in sight—they were crawling on the ground trying to flee, a pitiful spectacle beyond measure.
“Lord Ugritto… it seems the situation is nearly concluded?”
“Yes… I suppose so.”
The two of them stood dazed for a long moment, watching the Elders take their beating, having forgotten even to flee.

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“P-please… spare me….”
Thud! Thud!
“I-I beg you… stop….”
Thud! Crack!
Under the relentless barrage, the Elders’ intact teeth scattered like seeds.
Kiel stood motionless, his expression hardened.
At first glance he appeared composed, but in truth, panic had robbed him of the will to move.
‘W-what is happening?! Why?!’
Where had things gone wrong?
Even as the Elders crumpled under the onslaught, Kiel retraced the sequence of events.
‘When Elder Arkin joined our side, the power disparity tilted overwhelmingly in our favor. Yet…!’
Four 9th Circle Elders unable to subdue a single human!
Of course, his panic stemmed not from the human’s physical prowess.
‘Why won’t my mana gather?! Why?!’
As always, the mana that should have coalesced malfunctioned today as if broken.
The staff was useless, and even when I drew in the surrounding mana, it leaked away somewhere.
This left me unable to complete even a single incantation or cast so much as a basic shield spell.
‘There’s no choice. I must resort to spirit magic!’
In the past, humans had not hesitated to conduct bioexperiments to steal elven spirit magic.
Eventually they realized it was a technique unique to elves chosen by spirits, and abandoned their atrocities, but Kiel knew well.
How desperately humans coveted spirit magic.
What advantages it possessed.
‘With spirits, I can cast magic without wielding mana.’
Kiel hastily attempted to summon a spirit.
But the Elders currently being beaten had not failed to consider the same.
“Spirits, hear my call!”
“Spirits, hear my call… Gack!”
One elder crumpled under my fist.
For some reason, the spirits offered no response to their pleas for aid.
They didn’t even acknowledge them.
The spirit magic the elves took such pride in proved utterly useless before this human.
Watching this unfold, I dusted off my knuckles with a faint smile.
‘Go ahead and try. See if you can borrow the spirits’ power.’
I had already agreed with the Spirit King to deal with that troublesome lich dragon.
The spirits had no reason to attack me, their savior from the Spirit Realm.
Moreover, with my Spirit Affinity skill, I was more than just an ally to them—I was a friend.
‘So of course they won’t respond.’
After subduing three elders with measured restraint, I turned my attention to the last one.
“Huh!”
Elder Kiel’s shoulders trembled as our eyes met.
I closed the distance in an instant and drove my fist straight into him.
A bit harder this time.
Thwack!
“Ugh, uuugghhh!”
Kiel expelled his lunch across the chamber floor.
I grimaced and sidestepped the vomit before delivering a swift kick that sent him flying across the room.
“Ugh, disgusting. Nearly got it on me.”
I grumbled, though I was now the only one standing.
Subduing four elders who couldn’t cast magic or spirit arts was easier than eating soft rice.
“Elder Daryen.”
“Uh, yes…?”
Daryen, who had watched the entire spectacle, turned to me with a dazed expression.
“What should we do with these people? Shall we kill them here?”
“Hng…!”
“Hup!”
The groaning elders fell silent as if on cue, hearing the lethal edge in my voice.
A heavy silence descended upon the chamber.
Daryen shook his head at me, who awaited his judgment.
“There’s no need for that. I have a far harsher punishment in mind.”
“What…?”
“We’ll disband the Circle and lock them in the Underground Dungeon. Criminals must face punishment befitting their crimes.”
In other words, he would reduce them to shells of themselves, trapping them in a cage where they couldn’t even choose death.
‘True. That’s far crueler than a quick end.’
I nodded, finding the judgment fitting.
“Y-Yupinelsia!”
Ugritto caught Yupinelsia as she suddenly collapsed.
“What’s happened!”
“T-the princess has lost consciousness!”
Daryen quickly placed his hand on Yupinelsia’s head and channeled his mana through her.
The mana flowing into her body assessed the princess’s condition.
“This is… her condition has worsened!”
“What?”
“It seems she strained herself by standing. She even shouted earlier, which was unlike her usual self.”
Yupinelsia had always suffered from weakened bones—a chronic ailment that made it difficult for her to stand for more than ten minutes.
Because of this, she could never even imagine experiencing the outside world.
Remembering this fact, I turned my attention to Yupinelsia.
“Come outside with me for a moment.”
“Why would you do that?”
I didn’t respond to the Elder’s question and raised my hand.
Warm light flowed from my palm, enveloping Yupinelsia.
There was no need to use the leaves of Yggdrasil.
The fact that she regained consciousness immediately after collapsing proved it.
“Mmm….”
“Yupinelsia? Are you awake?”
“Zeke… sir?”
“How does your body feel? Try to sit up.”
Yupinelsia rose to her feet as instructed.
Her eyes widened at the unmistakable transformation in her body’s condition.
It wasn’t only Yupinelsia who sensed this change.
Daryen and Ugritto, who had been watching, wore expressions of shock.
“What did you just do?”
“I cured Yupinelsia’s illness.”
“What?”
“….”
Silence fell over the gathering for a long moment.
Everyone present, including the princess herself, wore expressions of disbelief.
And with good reason—Yupinelsia’s chronic condition was an incurable disease that had remained unhealed for two hundred years.

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