Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 278

Magic is Learned in Vain – Episode 279

# 279

The Night of the Waxing Moon 2

“I solemnly pledge, before the proud flag of the kingdom, to dedicate my body and mind to the boundless glory of the nation and its people.”

I had high expectations for receiving the title of Baron, but the investiture ceremony ended more quickly than expected.

There was nothing special.

You swear, bow, write the oath, receive congratulations, get the king’s seal, kiss the back of his hand, and receive the letter of appointment, and it’s over. However, this letter of appointment will maintain the Alexander family for a long time, unless a descendant gets involved in a scandal with the Queen.

Legion knelt on one knee-

Freiza unknowingly prostrated himself on the floor.

“Raise your head.”

The King’s voice was heard.

Only then did Freiza slightly raise his head. His pupils darted from side to side like marbles.

‘What should I do now?’

Before coming here, he had received some education from the maids. ‘You can’t do this in front of His Majesty. You can’t do that. You can’t do this either. You can’t do that either.’ Damn it! After hearing so many ‘can’ts,’ I wanted to fart just to do something I hadn’t been told not to do.

It was scary enough when it was just Legion… but a king!

The pressure was greater than I had imagined. He was a powerful man who could end my entire lineage with a single word.

‘Ah- this is intense!’

Seeing Freiza’s nervousness, Legion said quietly,

“Freiza, His Majesty told you to raise your head.”

“Yes? Ah, yes. I should.”

Freiza raised his head abruptly, like a jack-in-the-box (a toy where a figure pops out suddenly).

The king that Freiza imagined was about 2-3 meters tall and exuded as much intimidation as Legion. Like the god of thunder, ready to burn everything in the world… but the man before him was too frail.

He looked like he was about to collapse while coughing up blood.

If it weren’t for the golden crown on his head, he would look like a dying, consumptive [suffering from tuberculosis] patient from any neighborhood.

Cough, cough.

The King coughed severely a few times, and a maid covered his mouth with a white handkerchief.

The white handkerchief was quickly stained with blood.

The Great Sage Baserabap and Duke Sijinpi were looking at the King with pitiful eyes.

It didn’t feel real, to the point where I wondered if this person was really the King.

“Do I look too pathetic?”

The King gave a gentle smile.

The wrinkles on his lifeless face rippled from side to side. His age was also hard to guess.

“Ah, no, Your Majesty.”

Only then did Freiza realize that he had been staring at the King too openly, and he bowed deeply.

I can’t believe I committed such rudeness because I was so surprised!

The maids had repeatedly told me never to make eye contact with the King… Freiza regretted it, wondering if he would be beheaded here.

“It’s alright. Anyone would see me as an old man waiting to die in a room.”

The King rose from the throne. Two maids rushed to his side and supported him from both sides. The King staggered, but no one stopped him.

The King stood before Legion and Freiza. His gaze fell on Legion’s face.

“Count Legion.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“You are truly handsome.”

The King had never seen such a handsome man in his life.

The moment he saw him, he felt his eyes light up. He truly had the most beautiful face of anyone he had ever seen.

“You flatter me.”

Legion thought the King was teasing him.

He may be handsome… but his face must be dark. He should be grateful that the title was properly bestowed.

Watching Legion thinking that, Mark hesitated for a moment whether to tell him the truth.

Estée Lauder’s Advanced Night Repair was so effective that the dedicated care over the past half-month had paid off. His face had become white.

Of course, his scalp and below his neck, where he didn’t apply the cosmetics, were still dark.

“Yes, Count Legion. Baron Freiza.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“As you know, I don’t have much authority as King. But I can give you a small gift. What do you want?”

The King had publicly declared to him, ‘The nobles of the region adjacent to the Düsseldorf Mountains will be incorporated into Count Legion’s territory.’

Furthermore, he had granted the Düsseldorf Mountains to Legion.

There was a slight trick to this, as the Düsseldorf Mountains were considered completely useless whether they were granted as territory or not.

Since it was a place swarming with a huge number of monsters and rumored to have dragons, the King was moved by Legion’s words, ‘I will protect it.’

“You are truly a blessing to our kingdom. I will grant you the rank of Count and also the authority of a Margrave [a military governor of a border territory in some European countries].”

Huh! Margrave!

Legion felt like his mouth was about to split open, but he nodded calmly.

Margrave!

This was equivalent to giving him higher authority, even among the same Counts. The privilege of a Margrave was that he could create as many troops as he wanted, had the right to inspect the surrounding territories, and had no restrictions on the number of soldiers.

Furthermore, he was given the authority to decide on wars with neighboring countries on his own.

How amazing was this?

Moreover, unlike other nobles, the Düsseldorf Mountains were like a treasure trove to Legion. A huge number of dungeons and enormous mines.

And the Wyvern World he was planning these days!

With this, more than 100 times the land where people lived came into Legion’s hands.

In addition, some nobles came under his command.

The Beech Baron family, the Lemon Baron family, the Kyle Baron family, and the Nadiger Baron family all belonged to the territory ruled by Legion.

I can’t help but laugh.

I wonder what kind of expressions those guys will have when they receive this news.

They might be digging their own graves with the desire to die.

“Your Majesty, I apologize for saying this, but that land is very barren.”

Legion spoke shamelessly.

Dreyzer shuddered at the sight, disgusted by his hypocrisy, but fortunately, no one else saw it.

Being barren is a thing of the past, and now it is one of the five wealthiest territories in the kingdom.

However, the King was unlikely to know much about the region at the edge of the kingdom.

The danger of the Düsseldorf Mountains was also very famous.

“That’s right. It’s barren land. So?”

“The population is small, and there are too many monsters.”

The King looked at Baserabap. Is that right?

Baserabap nodded.

“That’s right, Your Majesty. It’s not just the border that’s dangerous. Count Legion’s territory, which is adjacent to the Düsseldorf Mountains, is also very dangerous due to the annual southward migration of monsters. If the Alexander family had not settled there and stopped the monsters, the kingdom would have had to spend a huge amount of money to stop them.”

“Hmm, is that so? Was the situation that serious?”

“Until our territory returns to some semblance of normalcy, I apologize, but I would like a tax exemption for a few years.”

“Taxes?”

The King pondered for a moment and said.

“Is that all you want? What is a few years of tax exemption to someone who protects such a place? Hear ye! From now on, Alexander Margrave will be exempt from taxes for the next 20 years.”

The King declared loudly.

Yes!

Legion clenched both fists.

He wouldn’t have to pay any taxes on the money he earned from Wyvern World. In fact, he had been racking his brains thinking about the enormous amount of money he would have to pay in taxes. He was even considering hiring a smart tax accountant from the Royal Academy to avoid paying taxes.

But he doesn’t have to pay taxes!

How wonderful!

I should leave the advertising to Baserabap.

The travel destination loved by the 8th Circle Great Sage Baserabap.

The best place to visit before you die, recommended by Baserabap.

Baserabap said that even seeing this beauty once is worth more than 8th Circle magic.

This is really amazing.

Ancestors!

I think I’m going to sit on a pile of money.

Legion clasped his hands together and offered thanks to a god he didn’t even believe in.

* * *

Legion and Freiza entered Duke Sijinpi’s mansion together.

It was hard to refuse his request to attend a grand party today.

A banquet, not a party?

What kind of party is it? Freiza was worried about that too.

“How is it being a noble? Does it feel real?”

Legion asked gently.

“Ah, well, not really yet.”

Freiza answered in a frozen posture, as if he had the King of Terror in front of him.

“Don’t worry too much. Nobles are people, citizens are people, tenant farmers are people. I think it’s important for people to live together.”

Together…….

Freiza vowed not to associate with anyone who used words like ‘together’ or ‘we’ to him in the future.

But he couldn’t show it, so he bent his waist about 25 degrees and rubbed his palms together as he replied.

“Hehehe……. Of course. It’s a world where we all live together.”

Shuttle felt a sense of déjà vu at the sight.

‘This guy is one of my kind.’ I knew something was strange from the beginning. I feel like my position is getting smaller and smaller. I’m afraid I’ll be kicked out like Sarah Connor.

Shuttle seriously began to think that he needed to create his own character soon.

“Right? So, I was wondering if we should start talking about the business we’re going to do together. What do you think?”

Freiza looked at Legion with anxious eyes.

He said ‘start,’ as if he were a fish being gutted on a hard cutting board with a well-sharpened knife.

“Hehehe……. I should. But…… what, what kind of business are you talking about?”

“It’s nothing special.”

Legion patted Freiza on the shoulder and continued.

“I hired a few wyverns this time.”

“…….”

Did I hear wrong?

What did he hire?

Did he hire someone who uses the name Wyvern? But can a person use the name Wyvern? Ah! Well, there’s G-Dragon, so…….

“Hehehe-! That’s a good thing.”

Freiza rubbed his palms together diligently. It felt like his hands smelled like chicken poop.

“Right? I think so too. I was really lucky.”

Legion casually said words that Nubyeo Nubyeo and Bibyeo Bibyeo would have gone crazy over if they had heard them.

Freiza asked.

“But what kind of business are you going to do with that?”

“It’s nothing special. I’m thinking of building a Wyvern World.”

Did he decide to build a world for a man named Wyvern? What does this mean?

Freiza gave Vegeta a look.

‘Do you understand what this guy is saying?’ Vegeta shook his head.

“It’s nothing special, but the business is very big. So it would be good for you to meet them, right?”

“Hehehe-! Yes, it would.”

Freiza agreed without even asking what he was talking about.

“Okay. Then I’ll assume we’re doing it.”

“…….”

Legion led Freiza and Vegeta to the huge mansion that Duke Sijinpi had specially provided. The 12 Warriors couldn’t hide their presence, so they were carefully following behind.

Legion turned around the mansion.

The smell of meat wafted through the air. A barbecue party was in full swing.

Yes, a barbecue party that nobles like.

Freiza also likes barbecue parties. Inside, Dreyzer, who was already excited, was teasing the sobbing Raiden while singing. Other than that, it seemed like a normal barbecue party.

However…….

What is this member?

In the distance… two wyverns were visible. At first, I thought they were statues… but I directly saw them swallowing a live bull in one bite.

They looked like they were about to pull out a pillar and pick their teeth.

And what is that skeleton… the Lich [an undead creature, often a powerful sorcerer]? When our eyes met, Freiza felt his whole body freeze with a murderous glint.

Wyvern? Lich?

And next to them, the famous people laughing and chatting, the three guardians of magic, were visible.

How can they get along like this?

What’s even more surprising is… the people serving? No, the skeletons… were there 40 of them? Anyway, they were busily moving around.

-Hey, the meat is running out on table 3. Move it, move it!

The foreman skeleton shouted at his subordinates.

The skeleton soldiers were diligently carrying food, rattling their bones.

I haven’t lived that long…….

But this is the first time I’ve ever seen a party made up of such bizarre members.

It wasn’t just Freiza.

Vegeta and the 12 Warriors were the same.

The opponents in front of them were all monsters.

Even the necromancer, who was rubbing his palms and trying to please others, was by no means inferior to them.

In a word, it was shocking.

Nubyeo Nubyeo, who was eating pigs and cows whole on skewers with fruit, found Legion.

He approached with a happy expression, like a dog who had found his owner.

It is a huge wyvern with a wingspan of over 30 meters when both wings are spread. Even with its wings folded, it is bigger than an ogre. The sight of such an overwhelmingly large wyvern wagging its tail as it approached was- not cute at all.

Freiza, Vegeta, and the 12 Warriors unknowingly put their hands on their swords and stepped back.

The murderous aura that Nubyeo Nubyeo was emitting right in front of them seemed to drag their minds down to the bottom of a distant stream.

-Legion, have you arrived? Are you hungry? Would you like to eat this?

Nubyeo Nubyeo held out a skewer with a whole pig and cow on it.

“It’s okay. I’ll eat on my own.”

“Boss! Congratulations!”

“Congratulations!”

“Congratulations on your promotion to Count!”

“Woo-hoo! Is our territory now becoming a County?”

“Wow, a County. I’ve never had such a good thing happen in my life.”

Congratulations were offered to Legion from all over the place.

Legion waved his hand, embarrassed.

“I became a Count as scheduled because I’m good. So there’s no need to gild my face like that.”

“Ah, yes.”

The subordinates nodded with an ‘of course’ expression. Looking for humility in Legion, who lives with the taste of his own excellence, was a mistake from the start.