Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 211

Legion staggered as he walked, drawing puzzled looks from everyone.

He addressed the crowd, his voice firm.

“Absolutely no one is to watch what I’m doing. Anyone who looks will die. I swear on my sky, I’ll kill you all.”

The vampires had no choice but to nod, sensing the murderous intent behind his words.

“That goes for you too. If you sneak a peek, you’ll become a servant and meet a miserable end.”

Legion glared at Drazzer, singling him out.

Too bad.

Drazzer flinched.

He had been planning to secretly observe Legion’s actions, but the stern warning deterred him.

Soon, Sergeant Kim’s scream, as if echoing from the depths of hell, reverberated through the prison.

The agonizing scream made the vampires cover their ears. The underground prison shook.

The terrifying screams of Sergeant Kim sent shivers down the spines of the criminals locked up on the first and second basement floors. They feared a monster would emerge and devour them.

Gradually, the screams subsided, and Legion reappeared, holding something in his palm: four crystals. A substance smeared them, but the dim light of the underground prison obscured the details.

A faint smell lingered in the air, but the pervasive moldy odor made it impossible to identify.

Legion placed the crystals in Tando’s hand.

“Feed these to your comrades.”

“What are these?”

“Feed them if you want to live.”

“Really?”

“If you don’t trust me, give them to Dre or Jack Nicher. But your comrades will all die.”

Tando looked at Drazzer, whose eyes widened with a greedy glint. His cynical gaze seemed to plead, *Give them to me if you’re not going to eat them. Please, give them to me.*

Tando realized the crystals were incredibly precious.

*Perhaps they would act like potions,* he thought.

“Eat them,” Legion said, his voice weary. The terrifying murderous aura had dissipated.

Legion felt a surge of gratitude for all the mothers in the world.

*Mothers are great.*

*They bore me through such pain.*

*The problem is…*

*Mothers give birth to one or two children at most. At most, six or seven. If they have more than ten, they should be given an award for contributing to the development of the continent.*

*But I just gave birth to four.*

Unimaginable pain had pierced through his entire body. Now, it felt like no ordinary pain would even register anymore.

He still had to give two more crystals to Drazzer.

*Maybe…*

*I might be the first human to experience the labor pains of giving birth to a hundred children.*

“Okay.”

Tando, having received the crystals, approached his collapsed and gasping comrades.

“It’s a very good deal. Donte Corman gave them to us.”

“Do, Donte Corman? The Butcher of Hell?”

“Yeah, if it weren’t for him, my sister and brother would have died.”

“That monster…”

“Stop talking nonsense and eat them. We need to get out of here quickly. If we don’t recover even a little bit of strength, we’ll all die here.”

“Okay.”

Napalm nodded and swallowed the crystal Tando placed in her mouth.

“Ugh, the, the smell…”

“What’s good for the body is always bitter to the mouth.”

“I, I can’t stand it. Something’s wrong.”

“Bear it and swallow it.”

Suddenly, strange letters appeared on Napalm’s retina. This was the first time this had happened.

*-The crystal has been disassembled. Passive skill ‘Legion’s Grace’ has been created. You have received Legion’s grace, and the automatic health recovery function has been activated.*

Startled, Napalm looked around. No one seemed to notice the change.

*Who is Legion?*

*-The man in the ironclad armor is Legion.*

*Not Donte Corman?*

*-It is Legion. He has bestowed grace upon you. Serve him with all your heart. If you serve him well, more goodies will come your way.*

*Goodies?*

*-This is the ability. If your health drops below 20 percent, it will be fully restored immediately once. However, there is a cooldown time until the skill returns. Cooldown time: 3 days.*

At the same time, Napalm’s health was fully restored.

She couldn’t hide her surprise.

Letters also appeared on Legion’s retina.

*-Treasure Hunter Napalm has developed blind loyalty to you.*

Legion didn’t understand what it meant.

A faint light began to emanate from Napalm’s body, the same kind of power that Hymo and Hayler possessed.

*Divine power…*

Another Legion follower was born.

Napalm, having recovered her strength, approached Legion and knelt on one knee.

“Please take care of me.”

“Huh? Ah, well. Please take care of me too,” Legion replied awkwardly.

Soon, the other hunters also ate the crystals. They too received Legion’s grace and gained immense divine power.

The hunters would unleash tremendous divine power whenever they thought of Legion.

*The problem is that bastard.*

Legion looked at Tomahawk, who was twisting his body while looking at him.

*Drazzer only had pigtails.*

*His actions are manly.*

*But why is that bastard acting like that?* He was hiding behind Napalm with his huge body, glancing at him.

“Let’s leave him behind,” Legion said, pointing at Tomahawk.

Kuwuaaaaaang!

A monster whose head touched the ceiling blocked the group trying to escape.

It was a monster with a pointed snout and hundreds of triangular teeth. Black wings fluttered on its back.

Its arms were stretched out very long, and its fingernails shone like steel.

“Damn it! It’s a True Ancestor [a powerful, ancient vampire] awakened by blood! Berserker mode is activated. How much blood did it drink? We can’t stop it. We all have to split up and run away,” Leadcoff said in a horrified voice.

These are vampires who haven’t consumed human blood in a long time.

Occasionally, some vampires trade blood with human merchants, but they’re mostly nobles who only dilute it with alcohol to savor the taste.

Vampires have become too weak to tolerate human blood.

Because of this, once they taste it, they lose their minds. The interrogators drank the hunters’ blood to their heart’s content, intoxicated with pleasure that had reached its limit, so it would take a long time for them to return to their senses.

Even after that, they’ll crave human blood.

-Kuwuaaaaaang!

The interrogators, having unleashed their magic power, charged towards Legion and his party. Their heads kept hitting the ceiling, breaking and shattering the stones.

“Ah, annoying. What a nuisance.”

Legion swung his iron sword powerfully. Sparks flew from the wall where the sword struck.

Ppeoeoong!

The interrogators, hit by the iron sword, flew through the wall. They stuck their tongues out and collapsed on the floor, completely still.

“Huh?”

“Huh?”

“What, what is it?”

“What is this?”

Leadcoff, the New Knights Templar, and Beyond were speechless, watching Legion display such overwhelming strength.

The treasure hunters, new believers in the Legion Order, nodded as if it were natural, even though they were seeing Legion for the first time.

“As expected of Legion-nim [term of respect, like ‘Lord’ or ‘Master’].”

“That’s right. Legion is the strongest.”

Tomahawk twisted his body.

“Wait, wait a minute, what are you talking about? Legion? Who’s that?”

Tando, completely confused, asked her older sisters.

“Who else could it be? It’s him. Ah, how ecstatic.”

Napalm, Harpoon, Ram, and Tomahawk looked at Legion with eyes full of respect.

*Are they crazy? Why is everyone acting like that?*

Tando looked at Legion. He was emitting a murderous aura beyond imagination.

*Why do they respect such a monster?*

* * *

Legion, back at Beyond’s mansion, frowned.

There wasn’t a single vampire left. They had all run away.

And a part of the mansion had completely collapsed.

Judging from the severed and destroyed surfaces, a fierce magical battle had taken place!

“What on earth happened here?”

Leadcoff narrowed her beautiful brows, looking around.

“Princess! Princess!”

Surprised, Beyond rushed into the half-collapsed mansion, crying out for Princess Sharons.

But no matter how much he searched, Sharons was nowhere to be found.

Vampires don’t leave corpses when they die; they turn to ashes and disappear. That’s why they always carried accessories to identify them.

Fortunately, no accessories with Sharons’ name were found.

In other words, she wasn’t dead yet.

“Who on earth…….”

Beyond knelt down, lost in thought.

Legion examined the collapsed mansion. Flames were still rising in some places, and the air was still hot. It hadn’t been long since Sharons had been kidnapped.

If he went now, he could catch up quickly.

*Mark! Where did this energy go!*

-It continued to the left. Approximately five… believed to be Black Knights.

Black Knights? Not vampires?

-Definitely Black Knights. The unique dark magic of the Stone Head Church is everywhere. This isn’t a simple problem. The Stone Head Church has intervened.

Legion nodded.

It was as Mark said. It wasn’t a simple battle for the throne. He understood why the vampires were rising up like wildfire.

It felt like someone had predicted this and written a script.

He knew the reason.

The Stone Head Church must have bribed Spielberg. He’d have to check the details to find out.

-Hurry.

Okay. Let’s go.

Legion moved quickly.

Clang, clang.

*Damn slow.*

Drazzer followed behind him leisurely, hands behind his back.

“What are you doing?”

“Trying to save Sharons.”

“Are you kidding me?”

“Can’t you see how damn fast I am?”

“Ah… you’re a little faster than a turtle.”

“Aish.”

Legion realized he couldn’t chase anyone. He couldn’t catch up with Sharons with his abilities.

“You go.”

“To save Sharons?”

“Yes.”

“You should have said so sooner.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know I was this slow.”

“Understood. I’ll bring her back soon.”

Drazzer flew away. The giant disappeared from the sight of all the vampires in an instant.

The hunters and members of the New Knights Templar, who had never known Drazzer’s true nature, were speechless. They couldn’t even see a shadow of how Drazzer was moving.

“W-was Jack Nicher originally this fast?”

Tando rubbed her eyes.

“Well, then, let’s get ready too.”

Legion said, grabbing his iron sword.

“Prepare for what?”

Napalm asked Legion kindly.

“Prepare for what… we’re trapped, so we have to prepare to get out.”

“Trap?”

“Yeah, a trap. We’re trapped.”

“N-no way!”

At Legion’s words, the group looked around.

A barrier with aurora-like colors was spreading widely, centered on the mansion. And a dozen black magicians revealed themselves, releasing their blink magic [teleportation magic].

“Hehehe, there are plenty of pretty older sisters to dissect.”