The Mage’s Nemesis Has Reincarnated - Chapter 137

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The Natural Enemy of Mages Has Been Reincarnated – Episode 137
‘What the hell is he doing right now?’
He was supposed to use magic that appeared to be 5th Circle, but he suddenly unleashed 9th Circle magic instead.
Naturally, everyone around us stood frozen with their mouths agape.
“9, 9th Circle magic!?”
“Z, Zeke! Who exactly is this person…?”
As Kalos and Chris gasped simultaneously, Zeke’s mind raced for a solution.
How could I suppress this chaos?
Fortunately, a suitable excuse came to mind.
“Actually… Carbollearos is a Dragonian from the legends. We’ve been traveling together by chance.”
“A, a Dragonian!?”
Kalos’s eyes widened in shock.
The revelation of a Dragonian surprised him far more than the 9th Circle magic.
It made sense—9th Circle mages could be counted on one’s fingers, but Dragonians were different.
Truly beings that existed only in legend.
The Sword Mage had come seeking confirmation for the same reason, but…
‘To encounter two legendary beings!’
Kalos trembled with excitement at having faced two legendary existences.
Meanwhile, Carbollearos was shooting a meaningful glance toward Zeke.
-Zeke. What are you doing right now…?
-Just stay quiet, will you? I’ll handle this, so shut your mouth.
Zeke shot back with that very expression and continued his explanation.
“Though he is a Dragonian, that doesn’t mean he can freely use 9th Circle magic. He’s lost his memories, you see.”
“Lost his memories?”
“Still, he can use magic at 5th Circle level or higher, so there’s no shortage of capability for the Escort Guard.”
“Now that you mention it, you did say earlier that he’d lost his memories.”
Zeke nodded along with Kalos’s murmur.
“Yes. Right now, he’s trying various experiences to recover those memories.”
“Then this works out perfectly. A guard mission would be excellent for gaining experience.”
Kalos, finally recovering from his shock and seeming satisfied, grinned widely and made his decision.
“Excellent! I’ll hire all four of you along with Zeke as escort personnel!”

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After Kalos and Captain Chris departed.
Peter and Mary unleashed the questions they’d been holding back.
“Zeke. Is this woman really a Dragonian?”
“Is it true that she’s lost her memories, Zeke?”
There was no reason to lie to his companions, so Zeke spoke the truth.
“The Dragonian part was fabricated. She’s actually a Dragon.”
“A, a Dragon?”
“Carse here is the same.”
Peter and Mary simultaneously gasped, their hands flying to their mouths.
Peter, whose heart had been subtly stirred by her distinctive beauty, contorted his face in self-reproach.
Mary, who had been engaged in a battle of wills with Carbollearos over jealousy toward Zeke, felt such shame that she wanted to crawl into a mouse hole and disappear.
“For now, only you two know that Carbollearos is a Dragon. I’d originally planned to introduce her as a Fifth Circle mage or so, but since things have come to this, let’s stick with the Dragonian story. The memory loss is real, after all.”
“Ah….”
“I see….”
‘Though it’s actually the Lich Dragon’s memories.’
The details were too difficult to explain, so Zeke left it at that.
As a result, Peter and Mary began regarding Carbollearos with sympathetic eyes.
“Carbollearos. You cooperate with this too, understood? Don’t pull any reckless stunts like before without reading the situation.”
“Ah, got it, Zeke. I made a mistake.”
When Zeke glared and spoke, Carbollearos could only shrink back.
After all, his opponent was a descendant of the gods who had subdued even the Lich Dragon.
“So all we have to do from now on is participate in some escort mission or something?”
“Right. But I heard we have about ten days free, so we’ll need to pass the time doing something else during that period.”
“What kind of something?”
At Carbollearos’s question, Zeke answered with a single, blunt word.
“Reconnaissance.”

* * *
In the depths of the Demon Realm, where sulfurous embers drifted like snow.
The screams of humans echoed without cessation.
“Gaaaahhhhh!”
“Aaaahhhhh!”
Grrrrr!
The sight of Cerberus tearing apart human limbs while they still drew breath was nothing short of barbaric—though only from a human perspective.
To the demons, human suffering was merely a pleasant diversion to pass the time.
[Hahahaha! Tear into them more, Cerberus!]
[Chew them to bits, leaving only the head!]
Even as the demons reveled in the festival-like atmosphere, savoring human agony,
one figure sat motionless upon a throne, his expression blank and devoid of mirth.
Dantalian, a legion commander ranked 71st in the Demon Realm hierarchy.
[Lord Dantalian. You appear displeased.]
Rahimos, his loyal vassal, ventured to inquire about his mood, but Dantalian offered no response.
He merely gazed with an expressionless stare at the humans being torn to shreds.
Then, after a moment, he spoke.
[There has been no contact.]
[Pardon?]
[Carrocksina in the Human Realm has not sent word.]
[Ah, you speak of the Lich Dragon?]
The faithful Rahimos attempted to reassure him.
[Though the dragon is but a fraction of your power, Lord Dantalian, it is considered a formidable force in the Human Realm. Surely nothing has befallen it, so there is no need for concern….]
[Who said I was concerned for the Lich Dragon’s safety? I merely worry whether the creature has betrayed me.]
[There is no need for such worry, my lord. Did you not provide it with a copy of the Grimoire of Demon Resurrection? Any being exposed to the demonic essence emanating from the copy undergoes a transformation in nature—becoming akin to a demon themselves. None can defy your will, Lord Dantalian.]
[Then why has Carrocksina gone silent?]
[…Perhaps the creature is simply preoccupied with other matters….]
Rahimos’s answer was insufficient to ease Dantalian’s furrowed brow.
[This will not do. I shall investigate personally.]
[What? You intend to manifest in the Human Realm?]
[That lizard reported on schedule without fail, yet suddenly falls silent. What else could it be but trouble?]
[But to involve yourself directly….]
[Enough. Gather the sacrifices. It has been far too long since I last visited the Human Realm.]
[Yes, my lord.]
Recognizing the firmness of his master’s resolve, Rahimos issued orders to his subordinates without hesitation.
[Prepare the souls of humans! Lord Dantalian wishes to manifest in the Human Realm!]
[Yes, sir!]
Watching the demon soldiers move with perfect coordination, their laughter vanishing as swiftly as it had come, Dantalian bared his white teeth in a grin.

* * *
Terion Maldorado, the Forerunner of Earth.
Proficient in earth-attribute magic, he prided himself on being able to read the earth’s essence as keenly as the spirits themselves.
But that pride would shatter today.
“Sigh….”
Everything had crumbled to dust.
‘I’ve combed through the entire surrounding area, yet there’s no trace of Carrocksina.’
Terion hung his head in despair.
“My love… where on earth could you be….”
A pitiful murmur.
The superior he had silently admired in his heart from the moment they first met had vanished.
His chest ached as though it were being torn apart.
‘Could it be that you’ve abandoned me? Me, who has only ever looked toward you?’
He refused to entertain the possibility that something had happened to her.
Carrocksina was no ordinary being—she was an immortal Lich Dragon.
The only assumption he could make was that she had left him of her own accord.
Though he knew not why.
‘I cannot give up like this. No matter what, I must find her.’
Having already searched countless times, Terion decided to comb through the Illusion Cave once more and made his way toward the cavern.
This was the cave he used whenever he teleported to where Carrocksina was.
He moved with utmost caution, hoping not to leave any trace.
So as not to bring shame upon Carrocksina.
‘I think only of you with such devotion, yet why did you leave without a word and reduce me to such misery? Why….’
Just as he returned to the cave, sighing deeply like a lover yearning for one who had departed.
He stopped abruptly.
Terion’s footsteps halted before the entrance.
‘There’s… someone in the cave.’
He had sensed the presence of an intruder.
Whoosh—
Terion drew his staff from the subspace, his eyes wary as he closed the distance to the intruder.
Two hundred paces….
One hundred fifty paces….
One hundred paces….
The distance between them shrank rapidly as the other party advanced as well.
Thus the gap narrowed to thirty paces, and only then could the two finally face each other.
‘Who is this? A boy?’
A youth who appeared to be between sixteen and eighteen years old stared at him with composed eyes.
There was no surprise in his gaze, as though he had anticipated this encounter.
Terion, unsettled by this strange feeling, cried out.
“Who are you? Reveal your identity!”
My voice echoed throughout the Cave.

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‘That’s what I’d like to ask you.’
When told to reveal my identity, I didn’t respond.
Rather, I had questions of my own.
What was your true identity?
Wasn’t your name Terion Maldorado?
‘That’s probably it. Judging by the nine mana circles I sense emanating from your chest.’
A 9th Circle mage among humans was uncommon on the continent.
Though there were more than the Five Lords who were Grand Aura Masters due to the history of magic, there were still fewer than fifteen.
‘Which means there’s a high probability you’re Terion, Carrocksina’s subordinate.’
I was glad I’d decided to lurk here.
With time to spare, I’d frequently visited this place to hide, and as expected, I encountered one of the Forerunners of Earth.
‘You’re dead now.’
I twisted my lips into a smirk, though it was only momentary.
Confusion gradually began to show on my face.
Because no Quest had appeared.
‘System, what are you doing? Hurry up and give me the Quest. The one to kill one of the 12 Pioneers.’
I waited for several minutes, but the system remained silent.
Whether it was a sudden Quest or a main Quest, anything would do.
Since one of the 12 Pioneers was right before my eyes, it should issue the Quest immediately.
No matter how many times I shouted internally, the system window gave no response.
I couldn’t help but be bewildered.
“What are you doing? Can’t you hear me? Have you gone deaf?”
Even seeing my opponent mock me, I held back.
I couldn’t kill Terion before the Quest appeared.
There would be no benefit in killing him without it.
‘Wait, why am I thinking about killing him in the first place?’
That thought crossed my mind, but it was inevitable—every one of the 12 Pioneers I’d met so far was part of the same conspiracy and were all villains.
Just the fact that he served under the Lich Dragon, who was possessed by a demon, was enough to guess that the Forerunner of Earth was also trash.
‘Still, I haven’t confirmed whether he’s actually Terion Maldorado.’
I decided to verify his identity first.
The Quest hadn’t come down yet anyway.
“My identity is none of your concern, Terion Maldorado.”
“…!”
At the mention of his name, Terion’s eyes widened in shock.
“You… how did you know…?”
‘He’s quite simple-minded.’
From that reaction alone, I’d discerned his identity.
That fellow is indeed Terion Maldorado.
Though I smirked inwardly at Terion’s sudden identity confirmation, I continued my performance, deliberately lowering my voice.
“How I know you is irrelevant. What matters is that Carrocksina’s trusted servant has changed.”
“What? You know where Carrocksina is!?”
Terion’s reaction was violent—clearly he had been desperately searching for his master.
‘So they really do love each other. Or was it unrequited on his part?’
With things as they stood, I couldn’t afford to ignore the dynamics between them.
“I am Carrocksina’s new trusted servant. You have been abandoned, Terion Maldorado. I waited here to inform you of that very fact.”
“I’ve been… abandoned…? By Carrocksina?”
The shock was evidently profound—Terion’s expression became hollow, as though his very soul had departed.
The despair and betrayal were written plainly across his face, the assumption he’d dreaded becoming undeniable reality.
Yet Terion seemed unable to accept what now confronted him.
“No. That’s impossible. Carrocksina would never abandon me.”
He refused to acknowledge the truth, denying it outright.
“You claim to be her new servant?”
And then—
“I cannot trust the words of some upstart who appeared from nowhere. Therefore…”
Gooooooo—
He transmuted his betrayal into fury.
“I will prove it here and now. Between you and me, who truly deserves to be Carrocksina’s trusted servant?”
Terion drew upon his mana, his malice directed squarely at me.

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