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Infinite Mage Chapter 161: Clay Marsha (4)

Chapter 161: Clay Marsha (4)

“Touching‌ someone who’s had‍‌‌ their magic stolen‍ will break the​ Pillage spell?”

Shirone‌‌ was sure of‌‍‌ the answer, despite​ the silence from​ Marsha.

However,​ something still felt⁠​ off. If the‌‌​ condition for lifting⁠ the magic-stealing spell‍ was merely contact,‍ maintaining distance made‍ sense.

But⁠ the problem was​‍⁠ that Marsha was⁠⁠‌ in a far‍ too advantageous position.‌⁠ She had stolen‍ numerous spells involving⁠‌ the Particle of‍ God, while Shirone⁠‌ himself could only​‍‍ rely on Windcutter.‍⁠

Wasn’t‍⁠ this a fight​​ worth engaging in?⁠​ Yet she had​ moved dozens of⁠‌‍ meters away, as⁠‍‍ if terrified.
“A mindless Unregulated‌ Eater…”

Shirone’s​⁠⁠ eyes widened. Everything⁠‌ now became clear‍ in his mind.​‌⁠

“I’ve‌⁠ got it! A mental gap. Marsha‌‌​ isn’t perfect.”

It‍‍‌ was a simple‍ matter when he​‌ thought about it.‌⁠ If magic could‍ be stolen just​ through contact, who‌ would be able⁠ to defeat her?‌⁠ There had to​‍​ be a price​ involved.

Shirone​‍⁠ didn’t know what​‍​ it was, but‍​ it had to‌⁠ relate to the​ trauma behind the​⁠‌ Unregulated Eater.

“An⁠⁠​ Unregulated Eater is‍‌​ a being with‍ mental distortion. To​‍ harness such overwhelming⁠ power, their trauma‍ must have been‌‌‌ there from the‌​ start.”

Thus,‍‍‌ he couldn’t come​​ closer. Shirone had‌‌ figured out how⁠‌‌ to break the⁠ Pillage spell, greatly‌‌​ increasing the chances‍‍​ of triggering that‍​‌ price.

Marsha‌‌ feared not losing​​ the stolen magic,‍ but the terrifying‍ consequence that would​‍‌ follow immediately after⁠‌‍ breaking the spell.⁠

“But‌​​ she’s stolen countless⁠⁠‌ spells up to⁠​ now. How did⁠ she survive back‌ then?”

The​‍ answer came quickly.⁠⁠ As soon as⁠ Shirone found it,‍⁠ he charged at​⁠‍ Marsha.

There⁠‍​ was no time​⁠ to waste. Marsha​​​ was only stalling⁠​ for time until⁠​‍ reinforcements arrived.

Magic‌ deprivation achieved at‌⁠⁠ the cost of⁠⁠ her greatest suffering.‌⁠‍

If​ Shirone risked triggering⁠‌ that price, Marsha⁠ wouldn’t dare fight.⁠‍

Conversely,​⁠ if he wasn’t​​‌ that afraid, the⁠ magic-stealing spell wouldn’t‍ exist in the‌⁠ first place.

Shirone‍ was no longer‌⁠​ afraid. There was​‌ still enough time.​⁠‌ He had to⁠⁠‌ capture Marsha before‍ the reinforcements arrived.⁠‍

“Hik!”​​⁠

Marsha‌⁠‌ let out a groan and moved⁠ further away. Her​‌⁠ face grew pale‍‌‌ even if Shirone‌‍​ just closed in​ a little. Her‍⁠ playful speech and‍⁠‌ charming expressions had​‌⁠ vanished.

“I‍​⁠ can do this!⁠ I can get‌​ my magic back!”​

Having⁠‌ found hope, Shirone⁠‌‍ relentlessly pursued Marsha.‌ Though tracking down‌ a mage with​⁠‍ Teleportation was nearly​‌ impossible on foot,‍‌ he couldn’t stop⁠⁠ with the life-stealing​ thief right in⁠ front of him.‍‌​

“Shirone!⁠⁠ Watch out!”

At‌​ Tess’s shout, Shirone​ looked up. Ten‌⁠ streaks of light‍⁠‌ thundered down from‌ the sky.

Marsha’s‌ face brightened for‍‍ the first time,‍‍ while Shirone was​​ so disheartened he‍​‌ could hardly keep‍ running.

He‍⁠ had thought there‌ was enough time,​ but he was‌‍ wrong. The surviving‍ subordinates had quickly‍ arrived using a magic circle.

“Hohoho!‍​‍ They’re finally here.⁠ Now it’s all‌⁠ over!”

Twenty​ Schema users crowded‌⁠ around Marsha, forming‌⁠ a protective barrier.​ Getting through that​‌ to capture her‌ was impossible.

“S-Shirone…”‌

Amy⁠​​ bit her lip,⁠‍ swallowing her tears.⁠​​

Was‌‍‌ it really going‌ to end like⁠ this? Shirone might⁠ have to abandon⁠​ his dream of⁠ being a mage.‌

“This​ can’t be happening.‌ I loved magic⁠‌‍ so much. I worked so hard…”​‌

Shirone‍‍‍ gazed at Marsha⁠⁠ as if giving​‌‌ up on everything.‌​ His expression was‍‌⁠ one of utter⁠‍⁠ emptiness.

“Oh‍⁠ my, Shirone? Why​‍ are you looking​ at me like‍​ that? Ah, because‌‌‍ of your magic?⁠ Don’t worry. You’re​ still young, so​ you can learn‍ it all over​ again. Of course,‌​‍ you’ll never be⁠ able to use‌‌ the magic I stole, even if‌‍ it takes you‍​‌ your entire life.”‌

“The⁠‍ Sound magic was​‍​ also stolen from‍ someone else, right?”​‍

“Fufu,​​‍ right. You know⁠⁠⁠ I have a thing for stealing.⁠‌​ Why are you‌ suddenly so petty​​ when you claimed‌‌ to understand me‌‌‌ before? You easily​‌​ paid 50 silver‍ for that vase,⁠⁠‍ but now you‍‌⁠ can’t give up⁠‌ your magic? What,‍​‍ too precious to⁠‍⁠ share?”

Amy‍‌ screamed in anger.​⁠

“Shut‌ up! How can⁠​‍ you say that?⁠⁠​ What did Shirone⁠​ ever do to⁠ you?”

How‌​‍ could someone be‌‍‍ like that? Not​‍‌ content with just⁠ stealing Shirone’s magic,​‍ Marsha seemed intent⁠​‍ on crushing his⁠​ entire life.

“Hohoho!⁠ That’s hypocrisy. There’s‍‍ no one good​​‌ in this world.⁠​⁠ They pretend to‌ care, but they’re‌‍ always hiding selfish‌​ thoughts behind their‌‌​ kindness.”

Though‌⁠⁠ Marsha was cursing​ the world, all‍ Shirone heard was‌‌⁠ her cursing one⁠‍⁠ person.

Her‌‍⁠ father.

He‌⁠ had taken in‌⁠‍ the orphaned Marsha⁠‌‌ and raised her‍⁠ until she was‍ seventeen, but realizing⁠ that those years⁠ were shaped by‌⁠ a twisted desire​⁠‍ must have left‌ her devastated.

That’s‌‌​ what made Unregulated‍ Eaters so terrifying:‍​ their power was​ rooted in human⁠​‍ trauma.

For​ ordinary mages, omnipotence‍‍ complemented their omniscience.‌​ For Unregulated Eaters,‌‍⁠ however, omnipotence twisted​​​ omniscience.

“It’s‌‍ so painful that​⁠‍ even their thoughts⁠ get distorted. That’s‌ the Unregulated Eater.”‌⁠

That​​ twisted humanity manifested​⁠⁠ through magic, and‌⁠ now Shirone understood​ why the Magic⁠‍ Association didn’t recognize‌‍‌ it as magic.⁠

“You‌‌ have my sympathy.”‌

Marsha’s⁠ eyes sharpened. Who‌‌​ was he to‌​ pity her?

Shirone,‌​ who had lost⁠ all his magic,⁠ was the one‌‍​ deserving pity, falling‍‍‌ victim to his⁠ own hypocrisy.

“Hmph!⁠⁠ Now you’re trying⁠‌ to win me​⁠ over? After trying​‌‍ to kill me?‌⁠ Do you think​ I’ll let you‍‌‍ off?”

“Actually,⁠‌ I’m not sure‌ myself. I don’t​​​ know how much⁠ you’ve suffered.”

“Hoho!​​ Finally admitting it,‌‍ huh? No one​ cares about the‌‌​ pain of others!⁠⁠ That’s human nature!‌‍ Everyone’s just awful.”‍

“So…​ I’m coming to‍⁠ you now.”

Marsha’s​⁠​ heart skipped a beat. There’s no‌ way he could⁠ get here with​⁠ 20 subordinates standing‌ guard.

“You‍‌ might be right.⁠‍ Maybe it’s hypocrisy.⁠‍ But I still‍ believe we can‍​ share our pain.‌​ If you truly⁠​‌ show your wounds,‍‌ I can see​‌‍ the real pain‌⁠ within you. So⁠⁠⁠ show me. I need to see‌ the real suffering.”‍⁠

“Don’t​‍‌ spout nonsense. Why‌ would I accept‌ pity from you?”​‌

“I’m‌ going to break‍​​ the shell trapping⁠ you and see⁠‍⁠ for myself how‍⁠‌ deep your wounds‍ go.”

“Don’t⁠ come any closer!‌⁠⁠ I’ll die if​ you do! If‌​ I die, you’ll​ never get your‍ magic back!”

With​‌‍ a terrified look,‌‌ Marsha screamed. The‌‌⁠ wound was so‍ deep that even‍⁠​ a feather landing⁠ on it would‌‌ be excruciating. And‍⁠‍ Shirone wanted to‍ open it up?⁠​ And dig through‍ it?

“I⁠⁠ promise never to‌ abandon you. Whatever⁠⁠‍ the pain, I’ll‍ bear it.”

When‌⁠ Shirone finished speaking,​‌​ Marsha’s subordinates drew‌‍‌ their swords and‌ blocked his path.⁠​‍

“Don’t‌‍‍ let him through!‍ Cut his head‍ off!”

Shirone⁠ looked at them‍‍‌ quietly before turning‌​ to Rian.

“Rian,​ protect my side.”‌

Rian‍ was the most‌⁠‌ injured among them,⁠ barely able to​​ move, but he‍ stood up without‌​ a word and‌ slung his sword‍ over his shoulder.‍

Tess‍ spoke up, following​⁠‍ behind.

“Wait,‍ I’ll do it.‌ I’m not as‍ hurt as Rian.”​

“It’s​‌ okay, Tess. This‍⁠‌ is what my​‌⁠ lord asked of‍ me.”

“But‍‍ in your condition…”​⁠‌

Shirone​⁠ shook his head.⁠‌⁠

“Tess,‌⁠ Rian has to⁠‌‌ guard me. I can’t let anyone⁠​‍ else shed blood.”​

“Blood?‍ What blood?”

As⁠‍ Shirone slowly advanced,‌⁠​ he spoke to‌‌ Rian.

“Rian,‌⁠‍ cut down anyone‍‌ who tries to​‌ attack me.”

Rian‌‍ couldn’t understand his‌⁠ request. He had‍⁠ no magic, and​‌ even walking was⁠​ a challenge. Charging⁠​ into enemy territory​‍ meant certain death.⁠‍‌

“Alright,‌‌‌ I’ll handle it.”‌

But‌‌ Rian obediently followed​‌ Shirone. A sword‍⁠ doesn’t judge; it⁠‌ just follows its​ master’s orders, even​‌ at the cost‌ of its life.​‍

Marsha‌ trembled with rage.​

“Check​ my wounds? Share⁠⁠ my pain? Nonsense,​⁠‌ bullshit.”

Shirone⁠‍ was just trying‌​ to get his​‌ magic back by⁠ lying through his‌​ teeth.

That’s​ humanity. Even when​‍ they pretend to‍‍‌ be kind, they⁠ only seek to‌‌‌ satisfy their own​ greed.

“Kill⁠‍‌ him! Kill that‍⁠ brat now!”

At​ Marsha’s cry, her‍​⁠ 20 subordinates lunged⁠‌ forward. Enhanced by​‍⁠ Schema training, they⁠‍ closed the gap​ swiftly, raising their​ blades high.

Rian‌⁠ grasped the hilt‌‌​ of his sword‌‌ tightly. How long‍‍⁠ he could hold​ out was uncertain,​‍ but even if‌ he was decapitated,‍‌ he planned to⁠‌ press forward.

A swordsman in the⁠ lead jumped up,⁠⁠ slashing down toward​‌ Shirone’s head. Gritting‌ his teeth, Rian‌ prepared to strike​ back.

But‍‌​ at that moment,⁠‌‍ the swordsman’s body⁠⁠‍ turned to light‌⁠‍ and soared into​ the sky.

A sharp noise from‍⁠ a Teleportation spell‌ tore through the‌​ air.

Marsha⁠⁠ watched in a daze, and Amy⁠‌​ and Tess stared​‌​ from the other​ side, also perplexed.​​

“What‌‌⁠ are you all‌‍ doing? Attack! We’ll​ win this no⁠ matter what!”

At⁠​ the command, three⁠‌‌ swordsmen launched their‌​⁠ assault. But they,‍‍ too, were whisked‌⁠ away into the‌ air before they​ could strike Shirone.⁠

Marsha’s​‌‌ lips quivered.

Shirone​‌‌ was approaching, and‍ with each step,‌‌‌ subordinates disappeared with⁠⁠ a loud noise.⁠

“What​⁠ is this? What’s‌ going on?”

Amy⁠‍​ was the only⁠ one who understood⁠​ the situation, but​‍‌ even her voice​‌ trembled.

“Amazing.⁠‌ I knew he‍ had an exceptional⁠⁠‍ magic sense, but‍ I never imagined‍‍ this.”

When⁠ had Shirone anticipated⁠​‌ this moment?

When‌​​ Marsha’s subordinates arrived?‍‌ Or when he‌‌‍ figured out the​ limits of the‍‍‌ Pillage spell? No,‍ it was probably‍‍ when Rian told​‌ him about Windcutter.​

“What‍​⁠ is it, Amy?⁠​​ What is Shirone⁠​ doing now?”

“It’s‌⁠ magic. Slow Time,⁠‍‌ a spell that‌ reduces the speed⁠​⁠ of time.”

Connecting‌‌‌ theoretical omniscience directly⁠ with omnipotence was‍‍ only possible for⁠‍‍ Shirone. Even Amy⁠ hadn’t expected he‌⁠ could do this.‌

Marsha​ must have been‍‍‍ equally unprepared. Shirone,‍‌​ once entangled in⁠‌ lies and conspiracies​⁠‍ that drained his‌​​ power, now brought‍ his insight to​ the surface, disrupting‍‌ Marsha’s calculations.

“Slow‍ Time? Is that⁠‍ really Slow Time?”‌⁠

Tess​⁠ scanned the battlefield‍‌ again. From the⁠‌​ outside, everything appeared​‍‌ normal. The only​‌ observable change was⁠⁠ that any enemy⁠ who approached Shirone​‌​ flew away.

But‍‍ Rian, inside Shirone’s‌‍ Spirit Zone, saw⁠ something completely different.​⁠

Once‌‌‌ someone stepped into​‍‍ Shirone’s Spirit Zone,‍​‍ their body would‍​‍ flash with light‍​ and then move⁠ agonizingly slowly.

Those‍ who reached the​​ level of sublight‌⁠ speeds could warp‌‍‍ the zone’s time.‍‍ Shirone couldn’t stretch‍​ time as dramatically‍‍ as Alpheas, but​⁠​ he could easily‍ double its relative‌ distortion.

“So‍‍ I just need‌​​ to cut them‌‌​ down?”

Rian‍⁠ prepared to slash⁠‌‌ at the approaching‌⁠⁠ enemies. Their eyes‍‍​ were filled with​⁠ terror, knowing they‌ were doomed. They‍‍ quickly activated their​ teleportation bracelets and⁠‍ vanished.

With​‌‍ the enemies retreating‍‍ even before the​ fight, Rian snorted‍⁠‌ dismissively and continued⁠ following Shirone.

Screeching‍‌‍ noises from teleportation‍​‍ filled the air.⁠ Now, only three‍⁠ subordinates stood between⁠ Marsha and Shirone,​ but even they‍⁠ fled as Shirone‍ advanced.

Once‍​‍ again alone, Marsha​⁠⁠ trembled with a ghostly pale face.‍ She was trapped‍ in a cycle⁠⁠ of terrifying thoughts.⁠

“Don’t‍‌ come near! If‍ you do, I’ll​ die! If I die, you’ll never​⁠⁠ get your magic⁠‍‍ back!”

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