Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 157

Magic is a Waste to Learn – 158

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A’s Secret 4

Legion sat on a nearby rock.

“Anyway, this is a big deal.”

He was watching the atrocious scene of Mamon dragging three humans, but Legion wasn’t particularly moved. In fact, the three people should be more worried about what they would suffer inside.

“How do I bring Mizsette back?”

Legion felt hungry and opened his subspace, reaching in and stirring around. There was nothing to eat.

He didn’t expect potions either, as he ran out of them a long time ago.

He searched just in case, but as expected, nothing.

He was going to starve to death.

Ah, there was something.

Top-grade mithril.

“Damn it, I’ll gain weight if I eat this.”

His intelligence increased, but he still gained weight.

Since the decision, the ridiculously harsh diets like before were gone, but he still didn’t like gaining weight.

But what could he do?

Intelligence was really important to use high-level magic.

He couldn’t keep his intelligence at the bottom just because he didn’t want to lose weight. Well, it had improved quite a bit now, but it was still not enough to recall everything from the ancient dungeon.

That bad Mark bastard. Thinking about it makes me angry again.

Legion crunched and chewed the mithril.

Legion smiled as he watched Mamon, using his tremendous dark magic to destroy the black warriors of the Stone Head Church.

“Our Mamon really has a sense for things.”

Our Mamon put butter on the mithril to suit his master’s taste.

It would be delicious if grilled over charcoal once.

No!

What am I thinking?

Legion grabbed his hair with both hands. No one in the world would think of grilling minerals over charcoal.

Ah, no!

Still…….

I want to try it at least once.

A moment later, the phrase ‘Disassembled’ appeared.

-Ding! Intelligence has increased by 3.

The artificial intelligence seemed embarrassed by Legion eating the mineral.

-It is recommended that you stop eating. You will gain 15 kilograms. Remember the past. Do you want to be called a pig again? Can you handle being pointed at? Can’t you still see your thing when you pee? Obesity is the cause of everything.

…….

Is this guy crazy?

-If you eat like this, your chance of having a stroke in your 40s increases by 10 percent.

He’s really scaring me.

Whatever. I’m hungry.

* * *

“Hoo.”

Lich Mamon breathed lightly and picked up the item that Atopy dropped.

“What are you eating so deliciously?”

He handed it to Legion and asked.

Legion shook the mithril and said.

“Top-grade mithril. You’re a good subordinate after all. Thinking of me like this.”

“Me?”

He didn’t ask, ‘When?’ It seemed like his master wasn’t in a bad mood.

“You put butter on the mithril.”

“……Did I?”

“Yeah, it tastes like butter?”

“……Is that so?”

That was a comb made of top-grade mithril.

He made it because tapping the scalp with a comb made of mithril was said to be good for hair loss. The end of the mithril was covered with oil from a skull.

It seemed to taste like butter. The glistening made it look like it was really buttered.

It was his own secret.

He had decided to take this fact to the grave. He wouldn’t reveal the identity of the mithril even if a knife was held to his throat.

Legion chewed up all the remaining mithril and even burped. Then he examined the items Lich Mamon handed him. There were two in total.

One was a gauntlet.

The other was a necklace.

Mark, scan them for me.

-Poison Gauntlet.

Attack power increased by 25 percent.

Physical defense increased by 20 percent.

Magic defense increased by 15 percent.

Poison resistance increased by 80 percent.

Skill: Poison Mist.

Skill: Poison Rain.

Skill: Poison Dissolve.

Skill: Poison Cloud. Available.

Oh! Four option skills?

-The usage is different, but the stats are all the same. Sprinkle, fly, scatter.

Hmm, what. Are only the names different?

-That’s right.

It’s not a bad item, so keep it for now. What about the necklace?

-Poison Necklace.

98 percent detoxification ability against any poison.

10 percent decrease in health.

Do not wear when with your wife or lover.

Decreased stamina.

Maximum 10 seconds.

What the heck is this?

A rabbit would last longer than this.

-It’s a detoxification item. Excluding everything else, the detoxification rate is a whopping 98 percent.

This was also kept.

It’s not a great item, but a detoxification rate of 98 percent would be quite useful. Legion knew that there were many items that increased resistance to poison, but it was hard to find items that detoxified.

It seemed good to have one of these items in case of an emergency.

And-

He breathed lightly and looked at Legion.

“Did you find out who it was?”

Legion asked.

“Yes, sir. The opponent is a black warrior of the Stone Head Church. One of the five guards of the Archbishop.”

“Stone Head Church, those guys really have a bad relationship with me.”

Legion rubbed his chin.

“Shall we go back to the dark elf village for now?”

* * *

Okay!

Perfect!

Look at this beautiful curve created by the Tyrant’s Fang!

A perfect line without any unnecessary elements. As a Dreizer who had trained for so long and honed his skills through thousands of battles, it was a movement close to ecstasy that he felt for the first time.

The world seems to be moving slowly.

The Tyrant’s Fang was rushing towards the red lizard’s head, cutting through the air.

Even if you are the red lizard’s grandfather, you can’t escape the Tyrant’s Fang now!

But why did Preitia suddenly stop using magic?

Preitia’s eyes are still blank. Her lips are twitching……. What is she saying?

Dreizer suddenly became curious and read Preitia’s lips.

“Y-you, h-how…… d-do…… y-you…… k-know…… t-that…… s-spell……?”

Huh? What spell?

The Dragon Slayer’s spell? How do I know this? I know it because I learned it! You’re dead now!

But suddenly, he felt strange.

How do you know that spell? That means…… you know it too?

How do you know?

Dreizer felt those words rising to the tip of his throat, but it was already too late. The Tyrant’s Fang was already close to Preitia’s head.

But-!

At that moment, the left eye of the Red Dragon held in Preitia’s left hand flashed. The right eye of the Red Dragon she held in her right hand contained the persistence magic of the human realm, and the left eye she held in her left hand contained three of the language magic that dragons could only use when they were embodied in their true form.

One of them.

“Stop!”

A magic that temporarily dominated time and space exploded.

The moment the language magic flowed from Preitia’s mouth, the entire time of the Düsselph Mountains stopped for 3 seconds.

And at the same time, Dreizer realized that the difference in power between him and Preitia far exceeded the level he had imagined.

How on earth!

Can a Dragon Slayer even exist? How can I beat such a monster?

During the long 3 seconds, Preitia stepped back, and then the bombardment was unleashed.

Kukukukung!

It would have been a critical hit under normal circumstances, but-

As expected-

The bombardment, a 6th circle magic, did not reach Preitia.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Dreizer recalled the third move he had prepared. The Dragon Slayer’s Spell 3rd Form, Crash Landing of Love, which was difficult to achieve with the power of 7 stars!

Dreizer focused all his dark magic on the Tyrant’s Fang.

“Crash Landing of Love!”

Poohwahwahwahwah!

The flames of dark magic stayed on the Tyrant’s Fang for a moment, then instantly shot out towards Preitia.

Kwakwakwakwakwang!

The Crash Landing of Love hit Preitia directly.

“Huff, huff.”

Dreizer smiled as he watched Preitia caught in the explosion.

“How is it, you bitch! This is my trump card to catch you.”

Dreizer smiled contentedly.

The Dragon Slayer’s Spell. The name of the spell is not very trustworthy, but the contents are solid. Even so, I wondered if it would really work on a dragon…….

I know for sure this time.

This is definitely a technique that can catch a dragon.

The flames disappeared. But Preitia, floating in the air, was not injured at all.

However, her expression was very different from before.

Until just now, she only had cold eyes that said she would get rid of Dreizer no matter what.

What about now?

It was an expression like a raging flame.

Why on earth?

“You are…….”

For the first time since the battle began, Preitia opened her mouth.

“I am what?”

“What is your name?”

“Are you curious about that now?”

Dreizer snorted.

“I asked. What is your name.”

No matter how beautiful she looks on the outside, a dragon is a dragon. When she asked intensely, the pressure was no joke.

It wasn’t a question that needed to be proud of. So he answered.

“Dreizer.”

“Dreizer?”

“Yes, I’m Dreizer.”

“Are you a descendant of Alexander?”

“Alexander?”

“Yes, Alexander.”

The only family that uses the name Alexander is the master. Why did the name Alexander suddenly come out of her mouth? As soon as the word Alexander came out, Preitia felt even more fiery.

Somehow…….

I feel like I showed the Dragon Slayer’s Spell for nothing. How should I answer? Dreizer hesitated for a moment and decided to pretend to be the master.

“I am a descendant of that family.”

“A descendant of Alexander de Recordian?”

I don’t know if it’s Alexander de Recordian or castanets, but the master would know.

Oh, wait a minute…….

Suddenly, the initial A written in the Dragon Slayer’s book came to mind. At that time, I didn’t think much of it and passed it over.

That A…… Alexander’s A?

“Yes, I see…… you were a descendant by that bastard. You came to humiliate me with that bastard’s descendants.”

Preitia’s magic power was rising to an incomparable level.

It’s stronger than when using the double staff.

Oh? Something seems wrong.

“That married bastard! This time, I’ll root out his rotten mind!”

W-wait a minute.