The Mage’s Nemesis Has Reincarnated - Chapter 202

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The Natural Enemy of Mages Has Been Reincarnated – Episode 202
【Sudden Quest: Find the Thieves Guild!】
└You must discover the teleportation coordinates from Berhiman Harbor to the Western Continent.
└Locate the Thieves Guild hidden within the harbor.
【Conditions】
└Find the Thieves Guild
【Rewards】
└Random stat increase of 5,000
└7th-tier skill proficiency increased by 10
‘Did it read my thoughts?’
I accepted the quest with that notion in mind.
It was something I intended to do anyway.
There was no reason to refuse.
‘Finding the Thieves Guild is simple enough.’
Typically, the Thieves Guild uses shops as fronts.
Blacksmiths, general stores, clothing shops—the like.
They operate as ordinary establishments while maintaining the guild’s headquarters hidden within.
‘Among all business types, taverns are the easiest targets.’
Therefore, if I wanted to search, I should start with the taverns.
The Tavern Owner was likely a guild member planted by the Thieves Guild.
Of course, they wouldn’t let just anyone through—a contact code was essential.
‘That’s not difficult. I have Mind Reading. So, shall I check the taverns?’
There weren’t many taverns in the harbor.
I expected to find one quickly, and fortunately, my expectation proved correct.
The moment I saw the owner of the tavern called [Wind and Cloud], I knew.
‘A member of the Thieves Guild.’
The reason was simple.
-Is he just a customer? Or a client?
When he looked at me and harbored such thoughts befitting the Thieves Guild, how could I not know?
The Tavern Owner approached with a smiling face.
“Welcome. We’re honored to have you at our establishment. Will you be staying the night?”
Instead of shaking my head, I uttered something unexpected.
“The king of the sky is the eagle.”
Then the Tavern Owner, whose expression had hardened, posed an equally unexpected question.
“…And the king of the earth?”
“Man.”
The brief exchange of words was sufficient.
To be recognized as a client.
“Confirmed. Please follow me.”
The Tavern Owner turned and led me toward the Royal Kitchen of the establishment.
Once I cleared away the utensils from the Royal Kitchen floor, a door leading downward appeared.
“Go down and walk straight ahead—you’ll find a guide. Discuss the details with them.”
Zeke nodded and pushed his body through without hesitation.
Thud, click!
As the door sealed shut and darkness engulfed the passage, it posed no obstacle to one who wielded aura.
‘So I just walk straight down from here?’
Though no light flickered ahead, the Underground Passage offered only a single path.
After walking some distance through the damp, chilling corridor—
“A customer?”
A voice reached me from ahead, accompanied by torchlight.
A man stood holding a torch aloft.
“Welcome, client. You are the one who made the request, yes?”
“Yes.”
“Welcome to our Nightfall Guild. What information did you seek to obtain?”
“I came for teleport coordinates to the Western Continent.”
Upon hearing my true purpose, the man visibly stiffened.
-The Western Continent? What business could he possibly have there? More importantly, teleport coordinates are first-class intelligence!
Reading his thoughts, I realized he treated the coordinates themselves as premium information.
-The Western Continent coordinates are known only to our Guild Master himself…
The man’s eyes swept up and down my frame.
-Could he be a scout from a rival guild?
He even suspected me of being a spy, fearful that such valuable intelligence might be extracted.
“You don’t have the information?”
Unable to bear his hesitation, I pressed the question. The man forced an awkward smile.
“How could that be? Our Nightfall Guild can obtain any information whatsoever. We could even determine the color of that famous saint’s undergarments. However, teleport coordinates are first-class intelligence, so only our Guild Master possesses them.”
“So can you help or not?”
When I pressed forward assertively, the guide faltered.
-Is he really from another guild?
His presence was far too commanding for some common thief sent to pilfer information.
Concluding otherwise, the guide’s expression brightened.
“Follow me. I shall introduce you to our Guild Master.”
I followed the guide deeper into the passage.
I did not forget to verify my rewards along the way.
[Thieves Guild Discovery Complete!]
[Sudden Quest Cleared!]
[Reward: Random Stats increased by 5,000.]
[Reward: 7th-Tier Skill Proficiency increased by 10.]
[Remaining Proficiency for 2-Star Achievement: 45/100]
As the quest completed, another materialized immediately after.
【Sudden Quest: Obtain the Teleport Coordinates!】
└It is said that only the Nightfall Guild Master possesses the teleportation coordinates to the Western Continent.
└Obtain the coordinates from the Nightfall Guild Master.
【Condition】
└Acquire Western Continent teleportation coordinates
【Reward】
└Random stat increase of 5,000
└7th Circle skill proficiency increased by 10
‘They’re practically handing out stats like candy.’
Obtaining the coordinates through a quest was hardly difficult—not with my ability to read minds.
All I needed was to meet the Guild Master.
Following the guide, the corridor soon widened, opening into a chamber furnished like a proper room.
With my hunter’s senses already attuned to detect presences, I encountered exactly the person I expected.
“Welcome. I am the Guild Master of the Nightfall Guild.”
‘Not even revealing his name. Well, this is a place where information is bought and sold.’
The Guild Master clearly believed that even his own name could become a commodity in trade.
“Given that you’ve sought me out, it appears you require first-class information. What exactly are you looking for?”
Before I could respond, the guide spoke first.
“He seeks the teleportation coordinates to the Western Continent.”
At the mention of the Western Continent, the Guild Master’s eyebrows twitched.
His lips pressed shut as if refusing to divulge any information.
-Western Continent coordinates? That’s the highest-grade intelligence we handle. You want that? You don’t look like you have the means to afford it.
His sidelong glance and cautious demeanor were no different from that of a common merchant.
-Let me test the waters.
The Guild Master opened his mouth with a smile.
“If I may be so bold, might I ask why you seek the Western Continent coordinates?”
“I’m fond of travel. I’m curious about the Western Continent and thought I’d visit, but as you can see, I lack the coordinates.”
“If you need coordinates, could you possibly be a 7th Circle mage?”
“Yes. That’s why I’m here to purchase the coordinates, isn’t it?”
The Guild Master’s expression hardened.
I couldn’t hear his eyes rolling, but I could certainly hear his mind working.
-A 7th Circle mage? He doesn’t look it at all… But if it’s true, he’d have more than enough wealth to buy the coordinates. I should probe further through conversation to gauge how desperately he wants this information, then quote him an inflated price and negotiate down.
Having calculated all this internally, the Guild Master flashed a smile.
“So you’re a mage. Haha. To achieve such heights at such a young age is truly remarkable. However, these coordinates are far more difficult to obtain than they appear. As you know, they can only be acquired by actually visiting the Western Continent, yes? So I must ask—what price did you have in mind? Perhaps we can reconcile our positions and reach an agreement…”
“Actually, I’ve changed my mind.”
“Pardon?”
“I won’t buy it.”
I turned to leave.
[Western Continent teleportation coordinates obtained!]
[Sudden Quest cleared!]
I’d already read his thoughts and obtained what I needed.

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“Move faster, you wretches!”
A whip cracked across my back.
Crack!
“Ugh.”
I felt the searing pain of flesh tearing, but there was no time to hesitate.
I had to clear all these rocks by the end of the day.
“Hurry up! Once we clear these stones, the view ahead will be perfectly unobstructed! What do you think Carjephilos will say if he comes to rest and finds these rocks blocking the scenery? He’ll complain that we have all the time in the world but can’t even be bothered to move a few stones! So get moving, now!”
The Lich Dragon said this while swinging the whip again.
‘That insane bastard. Just to see a view, he wants us to clear away mountains of stones….’
Discontent creased Lucas’s brow—a slave dragon—but the price came swiftly in the form of the whip.
Crack!
“You! What’s with that expression? Got a problem?”
“N-no, I don’t….”
“Move faster, I said, faster!”
Dodging the relentless whip, Lucas hurried to move the stones.
‘Damn, it hurts…. Honestly, one spell could clear all this, so why are they making us do it by hand?’
I continued my silent complaints, but none of us dared speak them aloud.
Eighty slave dragons were being exploited for their labor and freedom.
By thirty Lich Dragons.
“Ugh, damn it. It’s so hot. The Western Continent has absolutely brutal weather.”
A slave dragon watched enviously as a Lich Dragon conjured water with magic and gulped it down.
“What are you looking at? Thirsty?”
“I… yes.”
‘Don’t answer!’
Lucas tried to stop the slave upon seeing this, but it was already too late.
“Come here.”
The Lich Dragon grabbed the slave’s head.
“I’ll let you drink your fill.”
Whoooosh!
A torrent of magical water surged down the slave dragon’s throat.
“Gack, gack!”
The relentless stream continued until the slave was on the verge of drowning, only then did it stop.
“Cough, cough, hack!”
“How’s that? Refreshing?”
“Khehehehe.”
The Lich Dragons watching from the sides snickered with amusement.
The slave lay sprawled on the ground, tears and mucus streaming down his face, retching uncontrollably.
Crack!
“Where the hell is this bastard lying around? Won’t you get up?”
The merciless crack of the whip continued without pause.
To them, an enslaved dragon was nothing more than a plaything to toy with.
Just like now—clearing stones, building mansions under the pretense of creating retreats—they squandered time on meaningless tasks and exploited my labor.
They even forced me to scrub the bodies of the Lich Dragons in their corporeal forms, every crevice and corner.
For a slave dragon polymorphed into human form, it was as grueling as climbing a mountain, but the shame cut far deeper.
‘How much longer must I endure this existence? A hundred years? A thousand? Ten thousand?’
No, it wouldn’t last ten thousand years.
The slaves would age and die long before then.
‘Those accursed Lich Dragons will never grow old and perish.’
I, Lucas, found myself tempted by the thought of selling my soul to a demon and becoming a Lich Dragon myself, just to escape this torment—but the more I considered it, the more I rejected the notion.
Becoming a Lich Dragon meant losing all my previous memories, which was no different from death.
What use was immortality if my mind died in the process?
‘If I want to live, I endure. There’s nothing else I can do….’
I worried about how long these desperate days would continue, yet hope was not entirely absent.
“Lucas. Have you given thought to the proposal I made?”
The one who appeared suddenly and broached the subject was Miyoshi, a feline-faced beastkin.
Regardless, I found myself taken aback.
“M-Miyoshi. What are you doing here? I don’t need any proposals or anything else—just leave, quickly.”
“It’s fine. I was careful not to be discovered. Besides, there’s no sound, so they won’t find me anyway. Don’t worry.”
One of the defining traits of the feline race was their stealth.
When still, they left no trace of presence; even when running, not a single footfall could be heard.
Moreover, their bodies were so lithe that they could fall from great heights without suffering impact damage—a truly wondrous species.
“There are plenty of other people here. With eighty of them around, do you think they’d notice one of me? Look, they’re not even looking this way right now.”
“No, what if you’re discovered? Coming here in the first place is dangerous.”
“The real danger is your situation as a slave. How much longer do you think those wretches will keep you alive?”
“I don’t know. Just leave already, before you get hurt.”
I found Miyoshi’s sudden appearances burdensome.
Each time she appeared with her pointless proposals, offering false hope.
“But what about the proposal I made?”
“You mean that insane idea about escaping together?”
“It’s not insane—it’s entirely feasible.”
“Jumping off a cliff together? How is that not insane?”
“I’m feline-kin, so I won’t get hurt. I can even carry one person with me. If you use me as a cushion when we land, I guarantee you won’t be injured.”
“You want me to jump off a cliff with you? No. Absolutely not.”
“Then you’ll spend your whole life doing this and die?”
Miyoshi’s words were sharp, but not without truth.
They accurately reflected my future.
“Sigh. Why did I have to meet you….”
“Your heart’s wavering right now, isn’t it? Honestly, you think it’s a decent plan?”
“Can’t you save the others?”
“That’s difficult. There aren’t many Miyoshi who favor a dragon like me, and they wouldn’t go out of their way to help anyway. Besides, having only one out of eighty escape actually increases the success rate, doesn’t it?”
“I suppose that’s true, but…”
Lucas wanted to escape alongside another dragon, even if he managed to flee.
They were kindred spirits and comrades who had faced death together.
That was why he had hesitated despite all the proposals offered to him.
Miyoshi, growing impatient, lost her temper.
“Ugh, you’re so frustrating. If you don’t want to, then forget it.”
“Wait. I need time to decide…”
That was when it happened.

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