Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 136

Magic is Learned in Vain – Episode 137

# 137

Finding the Bidet 2

Legion was surprised to find such a large structure in the middle of the forest. He was even more surprised that the structure extended underground.

The circular structure appeared to be deeply embedded, its depth impossible to estimate.

“Wow, it’s huge,” Mizsette exclaimed.

Even if a demon was sleeping here, the structure was undeniably huge and beautiful. The circumference alone was over 50 meters.

“This is the place,” Natalie said, pointing to the stairs leading into the structure.

“How far down do we have to go?”

“Well, I’ve never been there before.”

“Okay. Thanks for your help.” Legion waved his hand and started down the stairs without hesitation.

The stairs were embedded in the wall, spaced apart. The darkness was absolute, with no light penetrating.

Mizsette cast a light spell. Every three minutes or so, a ball of light soared into the darkness. It wasn’t very bright, but it at least allowed them to see the path ahead.

“Why are you coming?” Legion asked, looking at Natalie, who was closely following him.

The other Dark Elves remained in the forest, but Natalie had followed Legion.

“Isn’t there a curse linked to the contract?”

“So?”

“If Legion dies, will the curse be lifted?”

“No.”

“Seriously? Then how do I lift the curse if Legion dies?”

“How do you lift it? You just have to live the rest of your life with the curse.”

Natalie looked at Legion with a dumbfounded expression. *What kind of bastard is this?*

“Shouldn’t you at least lift the curse before you die?”

“Why should I?”

“Why? If you die, I have to live with the curse for the rest of my life. Lift the curse before you go down.”

“I can never do that.”

*What kind of Nolbu [a Korean folklore character known for his greed and cruelty] mentality is this?*

“Why?”

“If I die, you won’t pay back my money.”

“That’s…”

“I can’t stand that.”

“I can pay you back!”

“To whom?”

“To anyone…”

“I’m the one who’s supposed to be paid back. Who are you going to pay? Just pay with your life. We’re crossing the River Jordan [a metaphor for death] together.”

Natalie had never met such a psycho in her life.

Usually, when people are about to die, they forget everything and even forgive their enemies, right? To cross the River Jordan together because she didn’t pay back the money? *Is this bastard crazy?*

“Then if you die in the dungeon, I die too.”

“Pay me back now. Then you won’t die.”

“You know I don’t have any money.”

Legion waved his hand.

“Let’s meet in a good relationship in the next life.”

*What kind of bastard is this?*

Natalie was speechless. She had been in awe of his great skill and his resistance to spider venom.

Just a little bit.

That’s all canceled.

Her father was right.

This bastard is a shut-in and a psychopath.

She looked at Mizsette, who she could at least talk to, and raised her voice.

“Is he always like that?”

“Yeah.”

“…Really?”

“Give up. He’s not the kind of person who will ever bend his will.”

“Then what do I do?”

“We also signed a contract. It’s over the moment you sign the contract. You just have to pray you don’t die.”

Mizsette said definitively.

When Natalie looked like she was about to cry, Mizsette came closer.

“Don’t worry. He’s stronger than he looks. He’s not someone who will die easily.”

“No one has ever entered a dungeon and come back alive.”

“Still, believe in him.”

Mizsette looked at Legion’s back as he waddled down the stairs. She whispered softly in Natalie’s ear.

“He’s not someone who will die, and he’s not someone who will let you die without paying him back. So you’ll be able to pay him back and be free.”

“Right… Right?”

“Yeah, he’s quite soft on the inside, even if he looks like that.”

Natalie’s expression brightened at Mizsette’s words.

As she strode down the stairs, Haimo approached and said.

“Do you really think the boss is soft on the inside?”

“Yeah, a little too much.”

*Is it a little or a lot?*

“Still, isn’t he hitting us too much for being soft? He tortures us a lot… And the beatings are merciless.”

“But he bought us food.”

“That’s true… But.”

“He even gave us that precious decision.”

“That’s true.”

“So, I meant that he might be a little more of a good person than you think.”

Haimo finally realized the true meaning of the answer.

He might be a little scary, he might be very scary, he might be a little good person, he might be a very good person, he might be a little soft person, he might be a very soft person… *Huh? That’s not it?*

* * *

They had been descending for a whole half-day.

Legion looked up, but the bright sky was nowhere to be seen, likely because they had been descending in a winding path.

Before them stood a door with a giant snake painted on it.

-I smell something.

What smell?

-The smell of loot.

Oh ho? Really?

-That’s right. The moment you open this door, I strongly feel that you will get a great item.

Why does an AI always talk about feelings?

-Originally, an AI like me has a super-sense that transcends human emotions.

*헐-! [a Korean expression of disbelief or shock, similar to “WTF!”]* Where did you hear such nonsense? Did you scan it?

-Scan complete. As expected, no Wi-Fi. Rich Mamon cannot be summoned.

He’s always impossible to summon when I need him. He’s not very useful.

-Raise him with affection. He’ll be quite useful when he becomes a 9-circle mage in the future.

So scanning is impossible too?

-There’s a lot of interference. I can’t check what’s inside.

You’re not useful when I really need you either.

-Raise me with affection. I’m useful sometimes.

Okay, okay, good. Let’s go.

“Hoo.”

Legion took a deep breath and opened the iron door with the snake painted on it.

Squeak-

When the door opened, a huge cavity unfolded. It was a scene that made you wonder if hell was unfolding.

Whoosh-!

A wave of intense heat struck his entire body.

It’s not just heat. Some strange energy filled the cavity.

It was not an easy place to enter.

A stone bridge spanned a river of lava flowing deep below. It seemed that this intense heat was coming from the lava.

“Hmm-! I think it would be better to go in alone.”

Legion sincerely thought so.

The atmosphere was unusual. He had a feeling that great danger could be lurking.

“Everyone, be alert. Natalie, it would be better for you to stay outside.”

“It’s okay. I can do it too.”

Natalie took out a dagger imbued with wind magic and held it ready.

Legion didn’t say anything more.

“Take care of yourself.”

Legion took out his steel staff and held it.

He was a little sad that Draizer wasn’t there. The members’ skills are improving, but their strength is not comparable to Draizer.

He is a 7-star warrior!

The kingdom’s top 7 strongest!

Except for the reclusive eccentrics, he is one of the 7 strongest in the kingdom.

*I wonder if that bastard is doing well, he wanted to fight a dragon so much.*

* * *

Draizer did not fight the dragon.

He was fighting a black magician for no reason.

“These bastards are all dead! Dragon Slayer Style 2, Spark of Love.”

Once again, a powerful skill unfolded from Draizer’s Overlord’s Fang.

*I don’t know why such bizarre names were attached to each formula. It didn’t stick to my tongue, so I tried shouting it with a different name.*

Heavenly Demon Soul!

Tears of the Dragon!

Dragon Attack!

etc.

Surprisingly, the formula did not unfold just by changing the name. Once a strange name is set, it seems that it can only be unfolded by shouting it.

*I was very curious about who was the author who created the Dragon Slayer’s formula.*

Initials A.

Draizer was determined to find out about him in the future.

The first formula of Dragon Slayer, ‘Give me your heart’, which symbolizes the dragon’s teeth. The second formula, Spark of Love, is linked to this.

Electricity is combined with the dragon’s teeth to unleash it.

Its power is at least twice as strong as Give me your heart.

콰콰콰콰콰콰! [Sound of explosion]

The entire front line collapsed.

The relentless barrage of electricity instantly blew away the black magicians with weak defenses. It was quite cumbersome to defend at first, but they disappeared all at once with the combination of Dragon Slayer Style 1 and Style 2.

“Hoo, hoo.”

Draizer took a long breath.

A considerable amount of mana was consumed in a single attack. The magic consumption was as amazing as the power.

It is not a skill that is usually easy to use.

*I had no idea how much mana I would have to accumulate to unleash all the formulas of Dragon Slayer neatly. At least 5 times more mana than now is needed.*

Will I be able to reach that level when I reach 8 stars?

It is a very high level that I cannot reach yet.

But the power is enough. The black magicians who were pouring out attacks like crazy all disappeared into dust except for one.

“Keuheuheuk.”

The Black Knights were also hit hard. A technique that embodies the shape of a dragon.

*I never even thought that there was such an amazing skill.*

“Haaap.”

Draizer jumped into the midst of the Black Knights. Usually, they would be flustered in this situation – but the Black Knights were responding calmly because they were quite skilled.

Their greatswords were swung sequentially from above and below.

“You’re quite good. But your opponent is not.”

Draizer jumped up.

It was agility that was hard to believe for a giant of nearly 2 meters.

The greatswords of the Black Knights swept past the top and bottom of Draizer, who was half-leaning his body. Ferocious light flickered in his helmet.

Anxious look.

Draizer, who had avoided the greatsword, swung the Overlord’s Fang horizontally.

“Die!”

The unique ferocious aura stretched out instantaneously.

His aura pierced the chests of the Black Knights around Draizer in an instant.

Even the Black Knights, who had strong defenses, could not block Draizer’s aura head-on.

It is a red aura specialized in attack.

Moreover, wasn’t he a 7-star warrior?

The attack power was ridiculously strong for the Black Knights, who were only 5-star, to block head-on.

“What the hell are you!”

Fry, the fifth bishop of the Stone Head Church, shouted.

He couldn’t believe the situation. Ten black magicians and five black knights were defeated in an instant.

Yes, they can be defeated individually. There are plenty of opponents stronger than them.

But the subordinates learned the Hapgyeoksul [a fictional martial art].

That’s why they were able to catch even Jujimon, the descendant of the legendary hero.

No matter how 6-star or 7-star knights are, they could never escape alone if they fell into their Hapgyeoksul.

This was not just his own thought.

It was the result of countless experiments repeated in the church.

But-

That monster-like guy endured all of his subordinates’ Hapgyeoksul with his bare body.

No, not bare body.

Yes, is that it?

That unbelievable defense must be because of the armor he is wearing.

It is at least a legendary item.

Otherwise, he could not have endured the body blows of his subordinates.

“What are you going to do knowing?”

Draizer smiled as he shook off the blood on the Overlord’s Fang.

“A guy who’s about to die is curious about everything.”

“Die… Who’s going to die…”

“For reference, let’s make this clear. I didn’t attack first? You guys attacked me out of the blue first. So don’t blame me even if you die.”

Fry frowned at Draizer’s words.

He was right.

Fry teleported with twenty subordinates. Even while consuming a portal stone of enormous price. This matter was so important.

He had to retrieve the Cyclops’ ‘Black Dragon’s Heart’. That is the most important thing among the pieces of the Black Dragon.

But what.

A man was sitting right at the entrance of the Cyclops Dungeon.

Looking at his appearance, he was a villain.

The moment Fry saw him, he knew that this bastard was the one who came to steal the ‘Black Dragon’s Heart’.

The subordinates also agreed.

They had never seen a kind person who looked like that. He had a face that screamed he was a villain.

*Maybe we’re just a drop in the bucket.*

Draizer’s impression was that strong. He immediately ordered an attack.

And the result is this.

As expected, he was strong.

A villain among villains.

“Which sect are you from?”

Fry asked, gritting his teeth. He couldn’t defeat him with the remaining forces.

“What sect?”

You cruel bastard!

Are you still going to play with us!