The Mage’s Nemesis Has Reincarnated - Chapter 195

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The Natural Enemy of Mages Has Been Reincarnated – Episode 195
Belial, a genius of scheming, had devised a simple operation.
The plan’s outline was straightforward: use the Saint to lure the Successor of God, ambush him, and eliminate him.
Simple, but not without objections.
[An ambush sounds good. But what if we’re blocked right before we strike?]
[I heard the Successor of God can sever magical energy and demonic power…]
[That’s what worries me too. If we’re cut off the moment we approach him? We’d be left with nothing but our thumbs to suck on, wouldn’t we?]
A valid concern.
A natural one, at that.
But Belial was not worried.
[Do you think I haven’t considered such things? I have a plan for everything.]
[What is it?]
[If the ambush is blocked, we’ll strike from a distance instead.]
[A distance strike?]
[Are you suggesting a sniper attack?]
[Precisely.]
In other words, it worked like this.
Lure Stella and the Successor of God to a designated location.
Meanwhile, the six demons prepare sniper magic from afar.
The moment the Successor of God appears, unleash the magic to catch him off guard.
If it fails?
We withdraw and that’s that.
If it succeeds?
We can eliminate him without direct confrontation.
Either way, a plan with no risk.
But it was an operation predicated entirely on the assumption that the Successor of God’s blocking range was limited.
[What if the range of his magical and demonic power severance extends all the way to us?]
[That’s absurd. No matter what, could he sever someone 500 meters away?]
[Right. That would be impossible unless he were a god himself.]
Already, the fact that he could sever magical energy and demonic power was enough to compare him to a god, but the demons overlooked something crucial.
Their opponent was, after all, merely a human of no consequence.
[But Belial, what if he absorbs our magic and sends it back?]
[I heard he has the ability to absorb magic and return it?]
Belial scoffed once more.
[Absorb all of our sniper magic and send it back? Do you really think that’s possible?]
[Hmm. I suppose that would be difficult.]
[With the six of us sniping, even the Successor of God won’t be able to block it all.]
The demons laughed with satisfaction, though one nagging doubt remained.
[If the sniper attack succeeds, what becomes of Stella?]
[What becomes of her? She dies along with the Successor of God.]
What bothered me was that this operation was premised on Stella’s sacrifice.
Yet hadn’t she already sacrificed much in preparation for the Heavenly Demon War?
Moreover, she served under Beelzebub, the Demon Lord himself.
But Belial showed no concern whatsoever.
[What matters more—capturing the Successor of God, or Stella’s life? Isn’t it obvious which one takes priority?]
[That’s true enough.]
[To accomplish great things, a few sacrifices are always necessary. Stella will be our sacrifice, and we shall remember her as the true servant of the Demon Realm who lured and detained the Successor of God.]
They dressed it up with elegant words about sacrifice, but it amounted to nothing more than using her as bait.
[Stella’s absence won’t pose any real problem. Someone else can prepare the Heavenly Demon War, can’t they?]
[Exactly. We have Baluduk here as the Second Forerunner, and Clifford, who serves under Kimeries.]
There were plenty of replacements.
So let’s sacrifice Stella.
That’s how Baluduk understood it.
The ideology of these demons made my skin crawl with revulsion.
‘Should I warn Stella? No. If I do, I’ll be the one sacrificed.’
Then, as Baluduk quietly listened to the plan, the demons turned to him with a smile.
[Tell me, human. You’re not uncomfortable with your superior being sacrificed, are you?]
[When Stella dies, you’ll take her place as the First Forerunner. You benefit from this too.]
[You don’t have any objections, do you?]
All eyes fixed on Baluduk.
How could I possibly voice my true objections under such scrutiny?
I had no choice but to feign approval, no matter how much I despised it.
“I have no objections whatsoever. It’s an excellent plan indeed.”
[Haha, receiving praise from a human. How peculiar it feels.]
[Then it’s decided. Now tell Stella to lure the Successor of God to the Cabin.]
[I’ll contact Stella myself.]
Andrealpus stepped forward and spoke, then transmitted the message through the Luminous Portalsphere.
After finishing the call moments later, he opened his mouth again.
[Stella says she’ll lure him to her Cabin in the Holy Empire. Coordinates are W294.93.293.17. It’s not far from here.]
[Hehe, that place shall become the grave of both Stella and the Successor of God.]
Watching the demons snicker among themselves, I quietly slipped away.
Now that I’d heard everything, I needed to leave immediately and inform him of this fact.
Not Stella—Zeke McLafflin.
‘The position of First Forerunner? That means nothing to me. What I want is to learn how to cast spells without mana.’
For that, the Successor of God had to remain alive.
That was why I slipped away.

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Baluduk, who had been sifting through his memories, suddenly snapped back to awareness.
The Successor of God was walking toward the Cabin of his own volition.
‘This won’t do! Didn’t I warn him that it’s a trap!’
What good was arriving early to issue a warning?
He knew it was a trap, yet he was determined to enter anyway.
‘No matter how strong that man is, he can’t withstand the coordinated assault of six Demons.’
The moment he stepped into the Cabin, both he and Stella would vanish without a trace, as surely as if the earth had swallowed them whole.
Baluduk, consumed by anxiety, decided to tip off Stella as well.
“Stella.”
“Shh. Don’t call me by that name, Baluduk. And if you have something to say, tell me later. Right now is a critical moment—”
“No, I must speak now. If I don’t, you could be in terrible danger.”
“What do you mean, Baluduk?”
Baluduk laid bare the truth before her.
The plan he had overheard from the Demons.
Stella’s footsteps faltered.
Her eyebrows arched like drawn bows.
“What? They intend to use me as bait as well?”
“Yes. They said it was unavoidable—that you would have to be sacrificed.”
“Is that why you appeared here? To warn me in advance?”
It was truly the Successor of God he meant to warn, but given the circumstances, there was no choice but to let the deception stand.
“Yes… I couldn’t bear to watch you suffer such a fate.”
“Hah…”
Was it the sting of betrayal by her own kind?
Stella gazed into the void with hollow eyes and exhaled a long sigh.
“You mustn’t let the Successor of God enter the Cabin. You must stop him yourself, if need be.”
“No. There is another way.”
“There is?”
A slight smile played across Stella’s lips as she called out to Zeke, who was walking ahead.
“Zeke? Would you go on to the Cabin first? I have something to attend to, so I’ll join you later.”
“Sure, no problem.”
Zeke continued forward without hesitation or suspicion.
Watching his retreating figure, Stella’s smile deepened with quiet satisfaction.
“There. I don’t need to follow him at all, do I?”
“Ah… I see.”
Baluduk stared blankly as Zeke walked alone toward the trap.
Stella would live, but at this rate, the Successor of God would perish.
“To think you came all this way to warn me personally after learning of the Demons’ scheme. You did well, Baluduk.”
“I… I merely did what I could.”
“I apologize for deceiving you about my true nature. I should have revealed from the start that I was playing the role of a Saint, but I kept it hidden to handle matters more carefully. I’m sorry.”
“Ah, no, Stella. There’s no need to apologize.”
The misunderstanding between them had been resolved.
Stella, who wore a bright smile, folded her arms and gazed at Zeke’s retreating figure.
“Now we’re simply watching from a distance. We can’t afford to miss the death of the Successor of God, can we?”
Though the plan hadn’t unfolded as intended, Baluduk couldn’t find another excuse to slip away.
The Successor of God had already reached the Cabin.
‘It’s… over.’
From what he’d heard, they would unleash sniper magic the moment he entered the Cabin.
Six of them simultaneously.
Even if he sensed it beforehand, it would already be too late.
The Successor of God would have no means to stop it.
‘It’s over. Everything. The Successor of God, my desires… all of it.’
Baluduk abandoned all hope the moment Zeke stepped into the Cabin.
He believed that six spells would detonate shortly after, obliterating both the Cabin and Zeke in the blast.
But there was no need for that.
‘…?’
Even after waiting several minutes, the sniper magic never came.

* * *
‘The Demon Faction came up with quite a clever method, didn’t they?’
Zeke, now inside the Cabin, was well aware this was a trap point.
He had read Baluduk’s thoughts and seen through every scheme the Demon Faction had devised.
Yet he had entered willingly.
Why?
‘Because I’m confident I can stop it.’
There was no need to absorb the magic in the first place.
A simple barrier would suffice.
Zeke activated the Limiter Release he’d kept in reserve just in case.
【Skill Activated: Limiter Release】
His detection range expanded tenfold in an instant.
[Demonic energy detected at 512 meters ahead.]
‘So that’s where you are? You demon bastards. Why didn’t you go further back?’
Even if they attacked from further away, nothing would change.
His magic absorption skill could absorb demonic sorcery as well.
‘First, I’ll block everything.’
Zeke immediately activated his skill.
【Skill Activated: Demonic Energy Absorption】
[Absorbed 45 demonic energy.]
[Absorbed 53 demonic energy.]
[Absorbed 49 demonic energy.]
…
…
…
A considerable amount of demonic energy was being absorbed.
I was drawing in every bit they released.
‘At this rate, I won’t be able to do any sniping or anything else.’
With my hunter’s senses expanded tenfold, I detected their positions as well.
‘There they are. Six little vermin.’
To be precise, they weren’t vermin—they were walking treasures.
Each one I caught would grant me a skill.
‘Shall I go collect some fortune pouches?’
I cast Glacial Path, my newly acquired skill.
Crackle—
An ice sheet formed across the ground.
Sliding across the path like an arrow, I burst out of the Cabin in a flash.

* * *
A few minutes earlier.
[He’s inside.]
Andrealpus, confirming that Zeke had entered the Cabin, issued orders to the demons around him.
[Let’s begin.]
[Understood.]
Six demons chanted their inherent demonic magic.
Death’s Bombardment—a sniper spell that indiscriminately bombards an area up to 500 meters away.
Six demons simultaneously drew up their demonic energy to cast it, but—
[Huh?]
[…?]
[What’s this?]
Their confusion came at the same instant.
[The demonic energy won’t gather.]
[What’s happening?]
[Could it be…?]
Seire cried out convulsively as the thought struck him.
[It’s the Successor of God! He’s blocked our demonic energy!]
I was certain—I’d experienced it before.
But the other demons dismissed it with hollow laughter.
[Nonsense. Do you have any idea how far it is from there to here?]
[A full 500 meters. Are you saying it’s possible to block our demonic energy from that distance?]
[Impossible.]
All of them denied it with one voice and one mind.
A natural reaction.
Disbelief was only to be expected.
Setting aside whether blocking magical energy was even possible, imagining a range this vast was nearly inconceivable.
But reality told a different story.
I attempted to cast another spell, yet nothing—complete silence.
It shouldn’t have been possible.
Yet I had been utterly cut off.
It didn’t take long for them to confront this reality.
“Hello there, you little fortune bags. What brings you to this place?”
Zeke McLafflin, who had been in the Cabin, suddenly materialized before them.
“Did you all gather here hoping to die by my hand?”
The Grim Reaper had arrived.

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