The Mage’s Nemesis Has Reincarnated - Chapter 79

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The Natural Enemy of Mages Has Been Reincarnated – Episode 79
“Guh, guaaahhh!”
There was no time to adapt to the overwhelming agony.
Slice—!
One arm severed, and another wave of excruciating pain washed over me.
“Guaaahhh! Uuuaaahhh!”
“Shall we continue? Or would you prefer to talk?”
Even amid the chaos of torment, Zeke’s voice came through with crystalline clarity.
Chad gritted his teeth with the stubborn tenacity of a mule.
“No, I have nothing to say to you. Especially not to the one who killed the man I loved!”
“I didn’t kill him. He took poison and killed himself the moment his identity was exposed.”
“That’s the same thing!”
“So you have nothing to say?”
Chad remained silent.
Only clenching his teeth against the pain.
“Well, there’s plenty left to cut. Take your time thinking about it.”
The remaining arm was severed once more.
Chad’s screams grew even louder.
The torture continued relentlessly for a full thirty minutes.
Had any witness passed by during that time, it would have been catastrophic—but Zeke harbored no such concerns.
“Don’t harbor any hope of rescue. I’ve erected a magical barrier to block the sound and conceal our presence.”
“Guuuh… you… demon…”
“The demons are you and your ilk, who sought to drag the Hamilton Territory into death.”
Zeke smiled wickedly and drove his blade in once more.
With all four limbs severed, the torso was the only target left.
“Ah, ahhh…”
Now only a feeble whimper escaped—he no longer possessed the strength to scream.
“Isn’t it strange? With this much mutilation, you should have bled out long ago. So why are you still alive?”
“…”
“I have a rather effective healing spell. I’ve been subtly using it to keep you alive. Your tenacity isn’t what’s keeping you breathing—it’s my mercy.”
“…”
“So abandon any false hope. This hell won’t end until you speak.”
Zeke’s lips twisted into a malevolent smile as he drove his blade into Chad’s body once more.
It was torture that would make even Satan recoil—yet Chad refused to yield.
‘What a stubborn bastard.’
I exhaled inwardly, my tongue clicking against my teeth.
This was becoming nothing but a waste of time.
-Zeke. This one doesn’t seem like he’ll open his mouth.
-You see it too, Carbollearos?
-Besides, his mind is already shattered by agony. Even if you lift the hallucination you’ve cast, it’ll be difficult for him to regain his sanity.
‘Haah….’
Chad’s eyes were certainly unfocused, devoid of any spark of consciousness.
Convinced it was futile, I dispelled the illusion.
A soft rustling sound.
Chad’s severed limbs materialized as if they had never been cut at all.
The pool of blood that had pooled on the ground vanished in the blink of an eye, and there lay Chad in its place.
His body unmarred, perfectly intact.
A sigh escaped my lips.
‘I even used the illusory magic I learned from Azrahil, yet it proved worthless….’
From the start, I had employed illusions with the intent of extracting information.
I used [Illusion Injection] to make Chad experience genuine agony, and [Illusion Design] to craft every meticulous detail.
I amplified the intensity of the false suffering with [Pain Maximization] and concealed everything with [Phantom Veil].
In essence, everything from severing his limbs to creating the blood pool was nothing but deception.
‘What a stubborn wretch. He wouldn’t even break under illusory torture.’
Was it vengeance for the man he loved that I had killed?
Chad, who had ultimately refused to speak, would never speak again.
His mind shattered by agony, he merely gasped like a fish, staring blankly at the sky.
‘This won’t do. I’ll have to search for Daikin Village on my own.’
Before mounting the carriage, I regarded Chad one final time.
His mind was already broken—he posed no further threat—yet I couldn’t simply leave him here.
‘Death would be a mercy for the likes of him.’
I rifled through Chad’s belongings and retrieved his communication crystal and Mage Guild badge.
Then, with my feather blade, I swiftly severed his life.
A dull thud.
As a genuine pool of blood—not an illusion—formed around Chad’s body, I climbed back onto the carriage.
To complete the Quest, I needed to finish the delivery and uncover their true intentions.
“Let’s go.”
The carriage retraced its path, leaving the corpse behind.

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‘Didn’t I change direction here earlier?’
I had arrived at the spot where Chad had instructed me to turn.
I’d come based on the assumption that I must have altered my course while heading toward my destination.
‘This direction is probably the correct one.’
After correcting my path, I traveled for quite some time.
Yet no village appeared.
‘Is this really the right way?’
My unease was short-lived.
Fortunately, a small city came into view.
An Old Man was even passing nearby.
‘I should ask him for directions. I’ll need to disguise myself just in case.’
Using a skill, I transformed into someone else in an instant.
This time, it wasn’t Nathan’s appearance, but Chad’s.
“Excuse me, sir. Could you tell me where Daikin Village is located?”
“Daikin? Just cross one more hill in that direction and you’ll find it.”
“Is that so? Thank you very much.”
Having learned the direction, I urged my horse forward immediately.
As I crossed the hill just as the Old Man had said, the village came into full view.
That must be Daikin Village.
‘So it’s the village where 23 people live?’
I approached while recalling Chad’s report.
The farmers working in the fields spotted the carriage first.
“Huh? That carriage…?”
“Isn’t that Chad?”
“Yeah, it sure is.”
“Everyone gather around! Chad brought the milk!”
‘Milk?’
While I was bewildered, the villagers rushed toward the carriage.
“So today was the milk delivery day?”
“Welcome, Chad!”
“Ah, yes.”
I accepted their greetings awkwardly while focusing on the word “milk.”
‘So what was in the boxes was milk?’
I finally understood what cargo had been loaded onto the carriage.
‘Milk, of all things…’
Though it was absurd, I couldn’t shake my suspicions.
They wouldn’t go through all this trouble just to make a genuine milk delivery.
Recalling Chad’s report that the villagers had been administered drugs, something was definitely amiss.
“Everyone, come over here!”
By the time word had spread, nearly twenty villagers had gathered.
Everyone spoke up with eager faces.
“You’ve come to distribute milk again today, haven’t you, Chad?”
“Ah, yes, that’s right.”
“We’re grateful every time. You give us milk for free….”
“We wish we could offer you something in return, but you refuse everything….”
The villagers smiled and all turned their gazes toward the cargo bed.
Their eyes gleamed with anticipation for the milk to be distributed.
‘I should open the boxes first.’
There were three wooden crates in the cargo bed.
When I opened them all, each crate contained ten bottles.
Bottles filled with pure white milk.
‘It looks like ordinary milk, but… it probably isn’t, is it?’
Could there be medicine mixed into this?
As I gazed at the milk with such suspicions, the villagers could no longer contain themselves and stepped forward.
“This one’s mine, right? Give it to me.”
“Hey now, don’t push. Keep your place in line.”
“Everyone, form a line! A line!”
The villagers were desperate to receive the milk.
Even if it was free, such an eager reaction was unexpected.
For Zeke, who had lived in wealth, it was a response I couldn’t comprehend.
‘Had they lived in such poverty that milk was precious? Or did this milk hold some other secret?’
Though suspicion lingered, I distributed the milk nonetheless.
Or rather, they took one bottle each of their own accord.
‘I’ll have to observe their reactions after they drink it.’
Given that they drank it every time, there likely wasn’t anything poisonous in it.
Still, I felt a sense of danger.
‘Hmm. Should I try just one?’
Since there were still a few bottles left after distributing them all, I had the option of tasting it myself to confirm.
‘Surely I won’t die? The villagers all drink it.’
Thinking that if anything went wrong, I could recover with Blessing of Light, I picked up one milk bottle.
Pop—
I brought it to my lips directly, when an unexpected message appeared.
[A harmful substance that induces hallucinations has entered your body.]
[Your resistance completely resists the harmful substance at 100%.]
‘Hallucinations?’
The moment I saw the message, I spat out the milk I had been holding in my mouth.
The residents who witnessed this gave me strange looks.
“Why are you doing that, Chad?”
“Why would you spit out something so precious?”
“Did you choke on something?”
‘Choke? Do you even know what you’re drinking right now?’
Zeke wanted to reveal the truth, but he had to swallow the words rising in his throat.
If he acted rashly now, it would look suspicious, and besides, he still needed to uncover Azrahil’s scheme.
‘I’m sorry, but I need to have someone drink the milk and watch what they do. I can’t experience hallucinations myself because of my resistance.’
It sounded like an excuse, but it was truly the only way.
There was no answer except to observe people’s behavior.
That is, until a certain boy appeared.
“Sir! I told you not to take that milk! Give it here!”
“Leon! What are you doing!? Give it back right now!?”
Suddenly, a boy named Leon appeared and snatched the milk from a man’s hands.
And then he hurled it to the ground without hesitation.
Naturally, the milk bottle shattered.
“Leoooooon!!!”
The man, consumed by rage, grabbed the boy by the collar.
“Do you have any idea what you’ve done? I’ll kill you!”
He suddenly raised his fist, his eyes devoid of reason.
As the terrified Leon squeezed his eyes shut.
Crack—
Zeke stepped in and grabbed the man’s arm.
“That’s enough. What are you doing to a child?”
“B-but Mr. Chad saw it too, didn’t he? That bastard ruined my precious milk…!”
“You’re going to beat someone over just milk? And a child not even ten years old?”
“Ugh…”
The man, who had been about to throw a punch, soon calmed down and gestured for Zeke to release his arm.
It wasn’t so much that Zeke’s scolding had brought him to his senses, but rather that he had surrendered to the overwhelming grip strength.
“I’ll let go. But don’t ever lay a hand on the child again.”
“Yes, I understand. By the way, Mr. Chad. Do you have any extra milk? If you could give me just one more…”
“One moment.”
Zeke turned away from the clinging man and looked at the boy.
“Are you alright, kid?”
“I’m not a kid.”
“Then should I call you Leon?”
“Call me whatever you want. Just don’t come to our village anymore.”
Leon’s gaze toward Zeke was far from welcoming.
To everyone else, he must look like a kind man delivering free milk—so why?
“Leon. Can you tell me why you don’t want me coming to the village?”

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