The Mage’s Nemesis Has Reincarnated - Chapter 62

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The Natural Enemy of Mages Has Been Reincarnated – Episode 62
“Hey, hey. Look over there.”
“Is the new recruit coming this way?”
The mercenaries’ expressions darkened as Zeke McLafflin approached.
“Don’t tell me he overheard our conversation?”
“From that distance?”
“That’s impossible unless he’s an Aura user.”
Unless he was an Aura user capable of enhancing his physical faculties, there was no way their conversation could have carried that far. Yet the mercenaries watched Zeke McLafflin with wary eyes as he drew closer.
They had something to hide, after all.
“What is it?”
“What’s the matter?”
“What do you want with us?”
The seniors’ responses were curt.
I knew the reason well enough, but I pretended not to.
Instead, I deliberately crafted a bright smile to lower their guard.
Foolish enough to appear simple-minded.
“Hello, seniors. I came to introduce myself! I’m Zeke McLafflin, the new recruit who just arrived today. It’s a pleasure to meet you!”
My courteous and respectful greeting caused the mercenaries’ hostile expressions to soften.
“Ah, you came to introduce yourself?”
The misunderstanding dissolved, and their wariness evaporated.
“Yeah. Nice to meet you, nice to meet you.”
“You look young, but you’ve got good manners. How old are you?”
“I’m sixteen.”
“Wow, just a kid.”
“I’m jealous, really jealous. If I were twenty years younger, I’d have been friends with you, damn it.”
The mercenaries chuckled, unaware of the truth.
I hadn’t simply come to introduce myself.
‘They’re planning something against Mary. I need to confirm what. Their intentions are obvious enough, but I should verify.’
I couldn’t ignore those who dared to lay hands on my subordinate.
I needed to correct their sinister gazes as well.
But more than that.
[Randomly duplicating 5 spells from ‘Luke’.]
[You have acquired the 1st Circle spell ‘Magic Missile’!]
[You have acquired the 2nd Circle spell ‘Lightning Bolt’!]
[You have acquired the 3rd Circle spell ‘Paralyze’!]
…
…
[Randomly duplicating 5 spells from ‘Colin’.]
…
…
Magic replication was their primary objective.
They had no idea that even now, their spells were being stripped away and catalogued.
“You said your name was Zeke McLafflin? I’m curious about something.”
“Yes! Please, ask me anything.”
The mercenary gestured with his eyes toward Mary.
“Her. What’s your relationship with her?”
‘He took the bait.’
I delivered the answer I had prepared, hoping they would ask about Mary.
“Mary? She’s my older sister.”
“Your sister? She’s your sister?”
“You two don’t look very similar, do you?”
“Your sister is quite beautiful.”
“And her skin is so fair… ahem.”
The way they drooled looked exactly like rutting beasts.
Regardless, I bid them farewell to leave an impression.
“Well then, since we’ve been introduced, I should be going.”
“Wait, Zeke McLafflin.”
“Yes?”
“Later tonight. Could you bring your sister to our Dormitory?”
“Why?”
“Why? We want to throw her a welcome party.”
“That’s right! I’ll give you the location, so bring her tonight, alright?”
Their intention was transparent, but I nodded obediently.
“Understood. I’ll pass the message along.”
“Good.”
“We’re looking forward to it. Hehehehe.”
Behind me as I turned to leave, I heard their snickering, but I ignored it and continued walking.
Now was not the time to deal with them.
‘I’ll wait. For nightfall.’
It wasn’t Mary who had fallen into the trap—it was them.

* * *
The Golden Eagle Battle Mage Unit had a total of twenty-seven members.
While this was extremely small compared to the overall number of mercenaries, it was also proof of just how rare mages truly were.
The outcome of territorial wars hinged entirely on how many mages one could secure.
Perhaps for this reason, the Mage Unit had quite a few mercenaries who acted as they pleased.
They rarely got dismissed, after all.
“Oh, you’re here?”
“Over here, over here!”
“Pretty girl, sit next to me. Come this way!”
The mercenaries welcomed Zeke McLafflin and Mary as they entered the Dormitory.
There were four of them in total—the same ones who had been whispering about Mary earlier.
“Sister, sit here.”
“Sure.”
Mary sat down first, and Zeke McLafflin was about to sit beside her when—
“Wait, wait. Zeke, you should head out now, shouldn’t you?”
“Huh? But you said you were holding a welcome ceremony. Why just me…?”
“Don’t you see the alcohol we’ve set out?”
“A kid like you shouldn’t be joining a drinking gathering.”
On the Pangaea Continent, anyone over twelve years old was typically considered an adult.
Forming a Circle and sending someone for magical training both used twelve as the standard age.
However, since they weren’t physically mature at that age, alcohol was generally permitted only from sixteen onwards.
For Zeke McLafflin, there was no reason he couldn’t drink.
Still, the mercenaries pressured him with their eyes to leave without trying to join in.
He had no choice but to read the room awkwardly.
Unable to hold back any longer, one of the mercenaries shouted loudly.
“We’ll hold your welcome ceremony later, so just leave Mary here and get out. Now!”
“Ah, understood. Please call me next time. Then….”
As Zeke McLafflin left, the mercenaries locked the door so no one else could enter.
Click—
They were ready to have some real fun.
With the pretty young lady here.
“Your name’s Mary, right? Do you drink well?”
“Huh? Oh, no.”
“Don’t say that—have a drink.”
“I’ve never even touched alcohol.”
“Then this is a perfect opportunity to try.”
“They say it makes you feel pleasantly tipsy and good?”
“But….”
“Come on, you should listen to your seniors, right?”
“Think of it as an initiation rite.”
“Come on, hurry up.”
The mercenaries pressed their drinks on me again.
The sharp, acrid scent of whiskey stung my nostrils.
‘What do I do? Should I drink? Zeke said to play along appropriately, but….’
I couldn’t gauge what “appropriately” actually meant.
When I continued to hesitate and made no move to bring the glass to my lips, one of the mercenaries finally set his drink down in frustration.
“Damn it, you gotta know when to back off. You’re really killing the mood.”
“If you’re a newbie, act like one. Your attitude’s all wrong.”
“Anyone watching would think the glass was poisoned.”
Each of them chimed in, piling on the pressure.
At this point, I couldn’t refuse anymore.
“Gulp, blech!”
“Aw man, why’d you spit out good liquor?”
“You really haven’t drunk before, have you?”
“A woman who doesn’t drink? That’s rare.”
“And not just a pretty face—that body’s something else too. Heh heh.”
Their glances gleamed with base desire.
They’d been drinking among themselves already, but their stares were far too brazen to blame on alcohol alone.
“Drink up, will you?”
“How else are you gonna make it as a mercenary?”
“P-please, I can’t drink anymore. My head is spinning….”
“You haven’t even had a sip and you’re already whining?”
“You drink to get drunk. Dizziness is part of it.”
“Heh heh, you should be dizzy. For us, anyway.”
Their snickering revealed some hidden intent, but I couldn’t refuse the drinks they kept pressing on me.
“Gulp, gulp, blech!”
“No, don’t spit it out.”
“That’s right, that’s right!”
“Drink it all.”
“Here, have another!”
It didn’t take long for me to become intoxicated from drinking for the first time in my life.
“Ugh. Everything’s spinning….”
Thud—
As I collapsed as if losing consciousness, the mercenaries’ mouths curved upward in unison.
“Finally went down.”
“I can’t believe she really had never drunk before.”
“Now we can have some real fun, huh? Heh heh.”
Just as the snickering mercenaries reached out to grab my collar—
“What are you doing?”
A voice came from the room, and all eyes turned.
I had no idea when Zeke had arrived, but there he stood with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall.
“What, what is this? How did you get in?”
“When did you get there?”
“I’ve been watching from the very beginning.”
The mercenaries were left speechless by Zeke’s composed reply.
Their faces showed they still hadn’t grasped the situation.
Not until Zeke’s form faded from view.
“…!!!”
“What, what!?”
“He disappeared?”
“Could it be invisibility?”
Zeke reappeared as if to confirm their guess.
“Correct.”
“You can use invisibility?”
“Then that means you’re 5th Circle?”
“No.”
Zeke corrected them.
“It’s 6th Circle, not 5th Circle.”
“What? 6th Circle?”
Even 5th Circle was hard to believe, but 6th Circle?
It was absurd.
Why would a 6th Circle mage join a mercenary company?
Especially at only sixteen years old.
At sixteen, achieving 6th Circle was talent worthy of a noble title.
Knowing this, the mercenaries clearly didn’t believe him.
“Is this brat messing with his seniors?”
“How did you do that? Did you get an invisibility scroll?”
“You’re fooling us with some artifact or something, right? That’s it?”
Seeing their disbelief, Zeke shook his head.
“Unbelievable. Even when I show you, you won’t believe it.”
“Look at the way this little brat talks to his seniors.”
“His tone is rather sharp, isn’t it?”
“It has to be sharp. How could I speak kindly to people who tried to assault my sister?”
“Stop spouting nonsense. What did we do?”
“You have proof? Are your eyes proof? Huh?”
“If eyes are proof, we could just gouge them out.”
“This bastard won’t do. He needs some discipline.”
Watching them advance with menacing intent, Zeke couldn’t help but laugh.
They were relying on their numbers to intimidate, but that wouldn’t work on him.
“It’s you seniors who need discipline.”
“You disrespectful bastard!”
One of the mercenaries charged forward, apparently preferring to teach me a lesson with fists rather than magic.
But my skill activated first.
“Physical Restriction.”
“What—!?”
The charging mercenary’s body froze mid-air.
In an instant, he’d lost all control over his own form.
Whoosh.
His pants suddenly dropped, leaving him in nothing but underwear, and his comrades watching nearby gasped in shock.
The man himself panicked, realizing it wasn’t his doing.
“Luke! What are you doing!?”
“Why are you stripping like a madman!?”
“No, no! I’m not doing this!”
I smirked as I’d instantly fabricated evidence of indecency.
Since they’d never witnessed 7th Circle magic in their lives, they had no idea what was happening to them.
But the mercenaries weren’t entirely oblivious either.
“It’s your doing!”
“That brat definitely did this!”
Seeing my mocking expression, the mercenaries drew upon their mana with reasonable suspicion.
But light erupted from my palm far faster than they could react.
“Magic Missile.”
It was only a basic 1st Circle attack spell, but its power was undeniable.
Especially when dozens manifested simultaneously.
Pap pap pap pap pap!
“Ugh!”
“Argh!”
Dozens of Magic Missiles split into four directions, pummeling the mercenaries.
Each missile left bruises upon impact before vanishing, only to manifest again from my palm immediately after.
“Dogs need a beating to come to their senses. Don’t you agree?”
“W-wait!”
Pap pap pap pap pap!
Pap pap pap pap!
The relentless barrage hammered their bodies like meat dough.
Without pause, without mercy.
Pap pap pap pap pap pap!
Pap pap pap pap pap!
“Kuh… huh…”
“Ugh… ugh…”
The mercenaries’ eyes rolled back as they let out pathetic whimpers.
‘Should I stop here?’
I cancelled the spell that had come to mind, having no intention of knocking him unconscious.
“I’d say that’s lesson enough, wouldn’t you? So why did you have to touch our sister?”
“You, you bastard….”
That was when it happened.
Crash—!
“What is all this commotion?”
The door shattered as Commander Chris appeared in the doorway.
The timing was almost absurd, but it was exactly as I had planned.
Standing beside Chris was none other than my right-hand man, Peter.
‘I brought the Commander just as you asked, Zeke.’
Watching Peter communicate with that look in his eyes, I let out a quiet laugh.
‘Well done, brother. Perfect timing.’
Unaware of this exchange, Chris stared into the room with wide eyes of shock.
The mercenaries were curled up like caterpillars on the ground.
The only person standing upright was myself.
“I heard there was a fight, so I came to check—what in the world is this?”
The Commander looked at me with eyes demanding an explanation.
“Don’t tell me you did all this?”
“Commander. I can explain everything that happened.”
I explained the situation in a calm tone.
“These seniors called over Mary and offered her alcohol. Even after she refused multiple times, saying she couldn’t drink, they forced it down her throat under the pretense of an initiation ritual. Then, once Mary was intoxicated, they began removing her pants and attempted to sexually assault her….”
“What?”
Fury ignited in Chris’s eyes.
There was indeed a mercenary standing there in nothing but underwear.
While that alone wasn’t conclusive proof, it was certainly convincing.
These were the kind of bastards with terrible character to begin with.
“These damn fools…!”
Chris, now seething with rage, kicked at the groaning mercenaries.
“Stop your whimpering and get outside, now!”
“Ugh….”
The mercenaries, their bodies heavy as if waterlogged, forced themselves to their feet and glanced at me.
“What are you looking at?”
“N-nothing.”
Their evasive gazes now carried a fear that hadn’t been there before.
As the mercenaries limped after the Commander, I paid them no attention.
A Quest Complete message had appeared before my eyes.

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