Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 98

Need a Break 1

-Get well soon!

Violence is the best way to get things done. Mamon finally ate the God decision and was incredibly surprised afterward.

“M, Master! My divine resistance has increased tremendously! H, how can this be…”

“Want another one?”

“O, of course, Master. If it is something you give me, this Mamon will do it without an ounce of doubt.”

Mamon danced away.

Damn ‘eats well’ skill.

-You’re forgetting something.

Mark said suddenly in a brighter voice. *This guy seems to be developing in a strange direction*, Legion thought.

“What is it?”

-‘Helicobacter be gone’ passive skill.

“……”

I was uneasy from the moment Mark brightened up, and my unease has become a reality.

Yes, I remember.

‘Helicobacter be gone’ passive skill.

A skill that allows me to excrete whenever I want, right? So, if this combines with ‘eats well’? Does that mean I can lay dozens or hundreds of decisions a day, like laying eggs?

-That’s right!

Mark’s coaxing skills are getting more and more plausible.

-The jewels you stole from the Count, they’ll only cause problems if you keep them, right? It’s much better to have them as decisions.

So, I decided to lay decisions…

After laying about seven, I feel like I’m going to die. This is really not something a person should do. But the problem is that I ate so much at once that leaving them is also a pain. I have to break them all down in the end…

-Push, push! Yes, now! I see it, I see it…

‘Mark, you son of a b*tch!’

-You idiot, push! Isn’t this the biggest one! Just push this time! Push now!

“Kkeueueueuk!”

-It’s coming, it’s coming, it’s coming!

Legion thought that the opal decision coming out now was a really big mistake. He ate as many as thirty at once. Of course, he expected thirty small decisions to come out, but they merged in his stomach and came out as one.

*Damn it, I didn’t know it would turn out like this.*

My a**hole feels like it’s going to tear.

“Uaaaaaaagh!”

Legion gave a powerful force to his lower abdomen for the final push. He could definitely feel a large lump at the end of his anus.

It was at that moment.

“Boss, Boss. Are you there?”

Heimo’s voice was heard. The mercenaries’ murmuring voices are also heard.

“Hey, wasn’t that a Lich just now?”

“Hey, no way. What Lich grows hair? Liches are skeletons.”

“That’s strange. His face was definitely a skeleton.”

“You saw wrong. Haven’t you heard the rumors? About the Count’s family being turned upside down because of a Lich? If a Lich was here, we would have been done for already. Look. Our boss is fine too.”

“I see. I must have seen wrong. I guess it was just someone who looked like a skeleton?”

Legion smirked.

*Where in the world is there someone who looks like a skeleton? Bring him to me once. I’ll give you 100 gold.* Anyway, the opal that I was about to lay went right back in.

I’m not in a good mood.

“Do you have good news?”

Legion asked, looking at Heimo.

“Something big seems to have happened.”

“Something big? What big thing?”

Legion asked, puzzled. To him, something big is only when all of his assets are stolen by someone. Other than that, there’s not much that can be called a big deal.

“Count Persimmon…”

“What about the Count? Did he die or something?”

It would be a very exciting thing, but that probably won’t happen. What could possibly cause a 6-star master-level knight to die suddenly in his own territory?

“No.”

“Of course not. Anyway, then it doesn’t seem like a big deal, does it?”

“It’s not that.”

“It’s not that, what is it?”

“He’s got dementia.”

“Eeeeeh?”

What kind of bullsh*t is that? How old is the Count to get dementia?

“I heard it from a soldier who works as an informant. He found the Count smearing sh*t on the basement wall.”

“Wow~.”

Legion felt sorry for a very brief moment.

His children are all grown up, but they got married early and are still young. But already dementia.

Legion had no idea that such a thing had happened because of him.

“Okay. That’s good news. I’ll give you 100 gold.”

“O, One hundred gold?”

Heimo’s face lit up. He gets paid and gets a generous bonus. How could he not be happy?

“And since you brought me good news, I’ll give you this too.”

Legion took out 100 gold and handed it over, and next to it, he handed over the four decisions he had laid a little while ago.

“The two golden ones will enhance divine power, and the white one will have the effect of enhancing magic power. Discuss it among yourselves and take it and eat it.”

“Wow! W, what on earth… what is this?”

“You don’t need to know that. You’ll see the effect right away if you eat it.”

Heimo stared at the decision and Legion for a long time, then quickly hid it in his arms. An item that can be eaten to enhance magic power and divine power…

He never imagined he would receive something like this.

Heimo thought that he really had to serve President Le with all his heart.

-That guy has a pretty impressed expression, I really wonder if he would be like that even if he knew it came out of your a**.

Mark poured cold water on Legion’s satisfied mood.

* * *

“Lord Baron… you really don’t look good.”

Heinz said cautiously.

“Something happened. That’s enough… so what are you going to do?”

“I mean, I’d like to have the Count stay in the Alexander territory for a while.”

Heinz said calmly.

Legion looked at him, and Dreiser was quietly waiting for Legion’s decision. Legion pondered for a moment and then answered.

“No.”

Legion’s tone was firm.

“Lord Baron. I swore to be with you, but… I can’t bear to see the Count smearing sh*t on the wall. Please be a little more open-minded.”

“I don’t feel good either seeing my disciple in that state… please understand.”

“I said no! Why do I have to take care of him?”

“It’s not the owner. No. Ahem. It’s not the uncle who’s taking care of him. Anyway, all the attendants will follow. The uncle doesn’t have to worry even a bit!”

The inside story was like this.

Legion told Dreiser about Count Persimmon’s dementia. Surprised, Dreiser ran straight to Count Persimmon’s mansion.

Dreiser, who appeared a long time later, was quite dejected.

He used to bicker with him, but he doesn’t feel good about the fact that his disciple has become like that.

“No matter what, why should I take the Count with me? Don’t you think so? He has his own children. Tell them to take him and live with him.”

“The priests say that if he rests in a place with good air and uses good herbs, he will get better. They say he’s in that state because he received a big shock… As you know, your territory in the North produces the most high-quality herbs, Lord Baron, doesn’t it?”

“Damn it! So what does that have to do with me.”

“Hey! I’m asking you like this! Let’s do that. Furthermore, if you put him in debt this time, won’t he pay you back handsomely when the Count wakes up?”

-That’s right.

Mark chimed in, even though the two of them were already troubled enough.

This guy has never solved anything well by chiming in…

-Statistically, Count Persimmon is known to have rewarded people he trusts quite a bit. If you treat him well, you’ll definitely get a reward.

Damn it, so? Are you saying we should take in and help the guy who was trying to rip me off?

-Actually, now that we’re talking about it… I don’t think the Count has dementia.

What are you talking about?

-I scanned his brain…

You scanned it?

-It’s damn hard.

……

-I think he learned the Iron Head skill. In other words, it’s all your fault that the Count became like that.

Why is it my fault! It’s your fault!

“Lord Baron…”

“No. I’m sorry, but I’ve already made a decision.”

Legion pursed his lips firmly and nodded.

“I can’t do that without getting a penny.”

“Yes? If it’s money…”

“I can’t stay in someone else’s territory without getting a penny. So, 3,000 gold a month. Then I’ll acknowledge it. He has to take care of what he eats, what he wears, and get what he needs on his own. Of course, he has to find a place to live on his own.”

“T, that seems a bit expensive?”

“What’s so expensive about the Count staying? That’s pocket change. And there’s one more condition!”

Heinz looked at Legion in embarrassment.

“What if I cure the Count’s illness? What will you do then?”

Legion’s head was full of thoughts of breaking down mithril and making decisions to feed the Count.

‘If his intelligence drops, I can just raise it! Whether he becomes a pig or not.’

-Wow! You’re really a genius!

Mark was newly impressed.

* * *

-Ting-a-ling.

The ‘Luck is more important than effort’ skill is activated for you. The wall of the 4th circle that you couldn’t cross even after working hard for 5 years has been broken down by the Legion magic power decision you just ate.

You are now a 4th circle wizard.

Mizsett shed tears of emotion.

“How can this be?”

After eating the decision that Heimo had given her a little while ago, which raised her magic power, she broke the wall of the 3rd circle [a significant barrier in magical progression].

She, who was subtly knocking on the master of the 3rd circle, the spring of mana that was shimmering like a serous membrane overflowed due to the decision, and she became a 4th circle in an instant.

“Sob sob sob… I’m so happy. I’ll follow President Le for the rest of my life.”

Her colleagues all congratulated her.

The three of them looked at Heimo, who was about to eat for the second time.

Heimo looked at the decision in front of him with a pounding heart.

Heimo opened his eyes again.

“I’m eating it now.”

And he took one decision to his mouth. This sweet, savory taste that touches the tongue. A deep fragrance. Passing through an amazing umami [a savory taste], the decision dug deep into his throat.

“Are you okay? Captain?”

Archer Hailer asked cautiously.

The next person to eat was him, so he was also very much looking forward to what effect it would have on Heimo.

Heimo quietly opened his eyes.

“Yeah, I think I’m okay. Nothing’s happening?”

Heimo looked at Mizsett as if it was strange. Mizsett nodded as if it was natural.

“Wait. You’ll know soon.”

“Yeah.”

It was then.

-Ting-a-ling.

“Wh, what is it?”

Heimo was startled when a strange letter appeared on his retina and he heard a sound in his ear.

“Why? What?”

His colleagues asked Heimo what was wrong.

“Ooooooh! This is it, this is it! You guys can’t see it?”

“What?”

“There are letters floating in front of my eyes.”

“In front of your eyes?”

His colleagues rubbed their eyes. They spread their hands and waved them around. But they couldn’t see the letters that Heimo was talking about. Only Mizsett chuckled.

-Heimo! Great luck has come to you.

“Hiiiik, what. Letters are popping up.”

“What letters are popping up?”

“Really. It says great luck has come to me.”

“What are you talking about. Seriously.”

“This is it, right Mizsett?”

“That’s right. That’s the effect of the decision that President Le gave you.”

“Oooooooo! Oooooooo!”

Heimo’s voice grew louder.

“How on earth am I supposed to explain this…”

-You have acquired the ‘Reward for Trust’ skill. You have a grateful heart for Legion and trust him, so if you pray for him, your divine power will increase. That divine power will lead you to the path of a paladin [a holy warrior]. Resistance and attack power against the undead are increased by 20 percent. Divine power is increased by 20 percent. Resistance to wounds and self-healing ability are increased by 20 percent.

The divine healing skill and divine defense skill according to prayer are created.

“Wow! I’m a paladin!”