Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 301

Magic is Learned for Nothing – Episode 302 (302/502)

# 302

By Chance, By Chance 2

“Boss.”

Raiden spoke quietly.

“Huh?”

“People are saying… you have the Midas touch, Boss.”

“Mi… what?”

“Midas [In Greek mythology, King Midas was granted the ability to turn everything he touched into gold].”

“Why am I a minus?”

“…….”

*Sometimes*, President Ley seems very smart, but then he says strange things. They say there’s a fine line between genius and idiot, so is that it?

“Anyway, I heard that anyone who *you* touch becomes stronger.”

“Is that so?”

Legion thought about it.

Come to think of it, it seems that way. Look at that Draizir bastard, how strong he’s become. Sepia too, the Amazon orcs, the exclusive servants, the new recruits….

Thinking about it, it feels like a loss.

*I* made them so strong, and *I* still have to pay them a salary!

I need to come up with a countermeasure. Pay tuition. At the appropriate amount *I* think is right.

“Boss.”

Legion was solidifying his plan when Raiden called again.

“Yeah.”

Raiden suddenly knelt on one knee.

Why is he doing this again? It’s burdensome.

“I pledge my loyalty to you, Boss.”

Hey, hey, don’t do this. Think about the recipient’s position. Doing this out of the blue is rude.

“Please make me stronger.”

Haah-! This bastard is hopeless too.

I just forced a decision a few days ago, and my ass is killing me, why is this bastard doing this again?

“What are you going to do with the strength?”

“…….”

Raiden couldn’t answer. He wants to get stronger… but thinking about it, he doesn’t know *why* he needs to be.

“Well, yeah, do you need a reason to want to get stronger? That stupid Draizir is as strong as that, so you must be annoyed that you’re weaker than him. Ah! It seems like you’re starting to fall behind even the errand boy now, aren’t you?”

“…….”

What’s the intention of that remark? It’s true, but it feels awful. But he couldn’t show it. President Ley always starts with a PT [Personal Training] session if you get upset with his words.

Damn it, should I… rub my palms together and say something?

“So? Do you sincerely want to get stronger?”

Legion asked nonchalantly. Raiden quickly replied, thinking he had finally caught an opportunity.

“I do.”

“Really? There will be tremendous hardship and adversity.”

“I am prepared.”

“Well, okay. If that’s what you think….”

Legion took out a decision.

“What’s that?”

“I’m saying it again… it will be incredibly painful and difficult.”

“I am prepared.”

“Don’t quit later, okay? If you quit, you can never go back.”

“I will bet my life.”

“Alright. Well, let’s begin.”

“Here?”

“Yeah, it’s the beginning, so here is enough.”

Raiden carefully received the decision Legion gave him and swallowed it.

*I* will soon become stronger too. Wait, Graizir. I will soon become stronger than you again.

Ice Hero Raiden clenched both fists.

Ding!

A strange alarm echoed in Raiden’s head.

* * *

“Ah, seriously, why are you doing this? I don’t have it.”

Licensed real estate agent Elf Dapal-ah was really annoyed. She felt like throwing salt on that grim face.

But she couldn’t.

Before being a real estate agent, she *is* an elf.

She was born with the ability to use magic, and making contracts with spirits is as natural as eating.

Dapal-ah usually maintains a clean suit to deal with customers. The most useful spirit for that is the water spirit.

The water spirit has also evolved and now emits steam.

It flattens out wrinkled suits when asked.

All those spirits ran away as soon as they saw that man. A human who could terrify spirits to that extent!

The opponent was Draizir.

Dapal-ah is seeing such a grim human for the first time in her life.

Leaving aside the race, it’s the first time she’s seen such a grim face. It’s more gruesome than monsters like ogres, trolls, and undead.

Even if she hasn’t committed any sins, her legs go weak just looking at that face. She feels like she has to confess even if she has to make up a sin.

*I’m* sorry, please forgive me.

If it weren’t for the pigtails, she would have unconditionally catered to that guy’s whims.

Because of that pigtail style, she unconsciously let her guard down. She unconsciously thought, ‘His face looks scary, but he’s a pervert.’

Thanks to that, Dapal-ah is facing this situation.

“Ah, this bastard knows how to curse with his eyes.”

And he suddenly throws a punch? It’s obvious that she’ll have a blue and purple bruise around her eye.

Really, this lair….

It must be cursed.

Not long ago, a crazy ogre named Sepia came and forced her to buy useless things… before that, some dwarves appeared, breaking through the floor.

It’s too much.

The guardians who hadn’t been fired yet were forcibly dragging him out, but they were getting hit one by one and slamming their heads into the floor.

“Why aren’t you doing it?”

You devil.

Not only does he come to someone else’s house and cause trouble, but he also harasses a worker who isn’t even the homeowner… and even throws a punch at a good real estate agent.

“Where did that Preetia bitch go?”

“Huh!”

Dapal-ah was so surprised that her neck almost snapped.

She was going to tell Preetia everything about this guy when she came, and she was going to enjoy watching him get punished….

What is this guy that he calls the great and noble Red Dragon Preetia a bitch?

“She’s not… here.”

“Not here?”

“Yes.”

“Not here?”

“Yes, she’s not here!”

Dapal-ah waved her hand.

It’s unsightly to wave her hand while her head is stuck.

However, she’s curious about how old this guy is. He’s speaking informally from the first meeting. He looks at least 50 years old on the outside (Draizir is in his late 20s). Maybe he’s about to turn sixty.

Still, *I’m* older than him, you rude bastard.

Draizir looked past Dapal-ah’s head, which was stuck.

“Hey! Preetia! Are you really not inside? Are you hiding because you’re scared?”

Dapal-ah felt like her heart was sinking at Draizir’s shout.

Why is this crazy human saying such nonsense here? If he wants to die, he should die alone, why is he coming here to cause trouble and drag me along?

I should erase the video recorded on the CCTV [Closed-Circuit Television].

“Where did she go?”

“I don’t know.”

“You really don’t know?”

“Ah, I really don’t know. I’m not an elf hired by Preetia-nim [Nim is an honorific suffix in Korean]. I’m just helping. I have a separate job.”

“What’s your job?”

“Real estate agent.”

“Does a dragon also sell houses?”

“Of course! The most sensitive to houses in the world are dragons. But dragons live so far apart that they don’t know the land prices and market prices around them. They needed someone who could accurately judge the market prices on both sides. That’s why we elves got into the real estate business. You didn’t think only humans buy and sell houses, did you?”

“…….”

He didn’t know.

He never thought there would be such a behind-the-scenes story.

“Okay, let’s say that’s true, why is a real estate agent here? In a house with no owner.”

“There’s a reason. It’s a bit much to tell you my personal affairs. Anyway, come back later. Preetia-nim is out right now.”

“When can I meet her if I come?”

“How would I know? She said she’d be back soon, but her concept of time is completely different from humans. Soon could be 10 or 20 years. The phrase ‘don’t wait’ means she’ll be gone for about 100 years.”

Draizir realized.

He thought that maybe he wouldn’t be able to meet her again in this lifetime.

It’s a shame but~

This is also fate.

If there’s a connection someday, we’ll meet again.

Draizir left the lair with a regretful heart.

Dapal-ah, watching Draizir’s disappearing back, was speechless. She doesn’t know when the dragon’s lair became a place where anyone could enter.

Everyone comes barging in.

To make matters worse, that ogre bastard forced her to take over the goods. She doesn’t know what to do with the mountain of B-grade guardian dragon feed piled up in the warehouse.

“Hey, bring a bag of salt! I’m going to sprinkle it all!”

* * *

Draizir came down the mountain path.

He was walking and sat on a rock. He sat down and took out a bottle of good spring water from his backpack and drank it.

Exchanges with the Extreme Sea Vampire Kingdom have also begun.

Surprisingly, the best-selling item among the items imported from the Vampire Kingdom was spring water.

‘Water from the Extreme Sea! It cleanses even your soul,’ was the advertising slogan that hit the jackpot. The vampire merchants were raking in money in Legion’s territory, and Legion signed a contract for the continental distribution rights for that water.

Anyway-

He is a super master.

So many people think that a super master walks on grass leaves.

They just think that’s how it should be.

They shouldn’t eat either. They think they can survive for a month or a year with just a few grains of raw rice.

Crazy…….

Exaggerating writers have ruined so many people. Of course, you can walk on grass leaves. But who in their right mind would walk on grass leaves all day? It’s harder than you think.

Eating raw rice?

There are such masters.

Fat masters.

These days, people prefer oats to raw rice as a diet food. So please, don’t listen to nonsense and spread strange rumors.

Even a master like me walks like this.

It’s hard to walk for a long time. If it’s hard, I sit down, drink water, and rest.

“Should I go into secluded training?”

Draizir pondered.

The only being he can go all out against is the Red Dragon Preetia. He can’t go all out against others.

They’ll just die if he taps them, what do you mean all out!

As for the master….

He doesn’t know *him* well.

If he hits him once, he might get hit three times.

*The master* is so strong that it doesn’t make sense. But he still thinks he can win if he fights with all his might.

The difference in practical experience with himself is like heaven and earth.

Of course, the master will accumulate that much experience in a few years. But he had no intention of being caught up with so quickly.

What if the master becomes an 8-circle, 8-star master?

He just needs to become a 9-star warrior.

Draizir’s honest feeling was that he didn’t want to lose, even though he was the master.

The problem is that there is no one other than Preetia and the master who can gauge his skills.

Lich Mamon? He’s definitely strong.

But now he is two levels above. He guarantees that even if he pours out all his power, he won’t cause any significant damage to him.

So what do I do now?

Secluded training seemed to be the only answer to break through 8 stars.

The world of 9 stars that no one has ever been to.

When he becomes a 9-star, he will find his rude senior brother and smash him to pieces!

It was then.

An explosion was heard not far away.

“It’s not much left. Just a little more strength!”

“Damn it, you go first, sis.”

“Go where! Get up right now!”

It was a voice he had heard often. He slowly straightened his back and looked down the mountain where the voice was coming from.

As expected-

He thought it was a familiar voice, and it turned out to be those girls he had parted ways with in the Vampire Kingdom.

Treasure hunters with unique names… Ah! Anti-Tank Rifle Treasure Hunters.

It’s been a while.

Draizir waved his hand happily towards Napalm, the leader of the treasure hunters.

Napalm also found Draizir.

Her face, which had been almost dead, turned bright.

To meet Draizir in this place! It was a ray of hope and light. It was even more welcome because they met in a completely unexpected place.

She was prepared to die.

She had decided to at least let her younger siblings escape.

She thought it was really over now….

“What are you doing here?”

Draizir asked in a really leisurely voice.

It was a voice that made it seem like this was a park in front of his house.

Is it a privilege that only the strong can have?

“We’re being chased.”

“Why?”

Napalm was momentarily speechless.

*Why* was I being chased? It’s a voice that makes me feel guilty.

Usually, shouldn’t the question be ‘by whom?’ instead of ‘why?’ Or should he show chivalry and say, ‘Hide behind me! I’ll stop them.’

Why?

Do I have to explain why I’m being chased in a situation where my life is hanging by a thread?

If he doesn’t like the explanation, will he just leave?

“I have something to deliver to the boss.”

“So?”

“I think they’re aiming for that.”

“Who?”

Hull-! The main point finally came out.

“Them.”

Napalm pointed to the back. There was nothing in the direction she pointed.

But soon they revealed themselves.

Black fog appeared at the ends of the tall coniferous trees. The fog gradually turned into humans with distinct shapes.

They were all black mages wearing hoods deeply pressed down.

“Stone Head Church, huh?”

“Probably.”

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“I’m okay.”

Draizir is a respected martial artist. She couldn’t whine in front of such a Draizir.

“Step back. I’ll deal with them.”

Draizir spoke normally for once.

He looked up at the black mages standing unshakably on the high tree branches.

“Hey, hey, my neck hurts. Come down.”

Draizir gestured to the black mages as if calling a dog.

Mazure, one of the bishops.

He was notorious for being cruel even within the Stone Head Church.

He was also more confident in his skills than anyone else. He narrowed his eyes as he looked at Draizir with pigtails.

“This perverted bastard…….”