Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 351

Magic is Learned in Vain – 352

# 352

The Mad King’s Frenzy 2

Legion returned home in triumph.

The rumors had already spread throughout the territory.

-I heard our Lord gambled away his entire fortune.

-They say he even wagered his title as Lord.

-He must be out of his mind.

-Totally insane.

-But in the end, Shuttle came in first and won a 20,000-fold payout.

-20,000 times? Is that even possible? But how much did he bet?

-I heard he bet 10,000 gold.

-10,000 gold with a 20,000-fold payout, how much is that?

-Over 200 million gold.

-H-Heck! 200 million gold? Does that much money even exist?

-Thanks to him, the city of Las Vegas, the city of pleasure, went bankrupt. All the public officials in charge of finances there have been replaced by our Lord’s subordinates.

-Ah, so that’s why dozens of public officials suddenly left?

-That’s right. He’s really our Lord, a true man.

Wherever two people gathered, they talked about Legion.

Everyone was busy praising Legion. Even if they didn’t get a single bronze coin themselves, they were happy as if it were their own accomplishment.

Watching those people, Rose, the owner of the pub, smiled gently.

“It’s truly amazing.”

Heater, who became a stay-at-home husband thanks to his wife’s good earnings, nodded.

“Indeed. I never imagined the Lord would rise so quickly.”

“Exactly. Until that bastard Paring, or whatever his name was, oppressed the Lord, I never thought the territory would become this big.”

“It’s not just a rural backwater anymore. He’s a Count. This is the Lord’s direct territory. Amazing. I can’t believe this place would become a direct territory. The population alone seems to have increased a hundredfold.”

Rose nodded.

The small village square had transformed into almost a city.

When the Lord was still small, Rose’s pub was the only one in the village.

But now, the number of pubs exceeds 50.

It’s not just pubs.

Recently, claw crane machines are also popular. Besides that, all sorts of shops were thriving.

It’s a street where the lights never go out, 24 hours a day.

Moths are drawn to the light. Moths are like organized crime.

But there were no organized crime gangs here.

Sephia comes to drink whenever she has time.

The exclusive servants also come to drink whenever they have time.

The 1,000 regular soldiers, now increased in number, also come to drink when they are off duty.

Even if just one of them shows up, the organized crime gangs are annihilated.

That actually happened once.

Thirty organized crime members flowed in from another region. They heard rumors that the center of this area was Rose’s pub.

They barged in and threatened Rose.

“Pay us protection money. We’ll protect you.”

Rose couldn’t help but laugh.

Who was protecting whom?

“Why are you laughing? You bitch! Do you know how scary we are?”

Rose didn’t say much. She pointed to Sephia, who was drinking with Nubira in the back.

The faces of the organized crime members turned pale at the sight of the two giant ogres.

Some couldn’t withstand Sephia and Nubira’s murderous aura and wet themselves.

-Krrr (Just come with us? Or become a corpse).

For some reason, the organized crime members could understand the ogre’s words.

After that day, the thirty organized crime members never appeared in the territory again.

Rumor has it they were dragged to the coal mines.

The coal mine is called the ‘Personality Development Center’.

Minimum 1 year.

Maximum 30 years.

The soldiers who attacked the Lord in the early days are still diligently swinging their pickaxes there.

The other criminals who were caught in between were the same.

It seemed to be a very scary place.

Even living there for just one year completely changes a person.

They become people who can live without laws.

But since there is light, moths keep gathering. After that, five more organized crime gangs appeared, and all were dragged to the coal mines.

There are quite a few mines, so they were all dispersed and assigned.

Since then, organized crime has disappeared from the territory.

Occasionally, people who have drunk too much cause trouble, but that level is overlooked as a minor offense.

Murder, robbery, and rape are exiled to the Extreme Sea.

The merchants know who lives in the Extreme Sea.

There is a vampire kingdom there.

Sending a living person to the vampire kingdom?

Everyone knows what that means.

So, the consensus was that people who committed serious crimes suffered something more terrible than going to hell.

Legion’s territory is challenging for a 0% crime rate.

How great is it to live in such a good town.

And the Lord earned 200 million gold.

How could they not be happy?

* * *

A festival was held.

Legion opened the granary generously.

Bonus payments were given to all the territory residents.

5 gold each for everyone.

The average monthly salary for workers in the kingdom is 5 gold. Legion’s territory is slightly higher than that, around 7 gold.

Even so, a bonus equivalent to almost a month’s salary was given to all the territory residents, so how could they not be happy!

“Eharah! Diya! Play the music! Long live the Lord!”

“Long live the Lord!”

The festival lasted for three days and nights.

Thanks to that, the birth rate of children increased again the following year.

Legion was also enjoying a rare moment of peace.

He took out the Ireland-made whiskey he had been saving. When he was away, he missed this Ireland-made whiskey so much.

After taking a warm bath, Legion opened the window.

His mansion was not far from the village, so he could see the square.

The sun hadn’t even set yet, but it was already noisy. The sounds of laughter seemed to be gathered together and reaching him.

Legion smiled happily and drank his whiskey.

Then, Dreiser and Mizsette came to mind.

Their faces made him angry.

Those bastards ran away.

Mizsette disappeared to who knows where. Dreiser also disappeared to who knows where.

Only Miback remained.

Miback carefully came and said, ‘They told me to tell you that they had urgent business and left first.’

It was obvious why they ran away.

Because they couldn’t steal the Mad King’s slush fund.

But he wasn’t angry.

It would be petty to get angry.

He had earned 200 million gold for free.

Without a doubt, the Mad King must be clutching his neck and collapsing right now.

Thinking about it calmly, he realized that he had grown a lot.

-You’ve grown a lot.

Shut up.

I just wanted to insert a flashback scene.

-Okay, keep reminiscing.

Mark became quiet.

Damn it, it’s hard to get back into the mood.

Umm.

Thinking about it calmly, he realized that he had grown a lot.

In the past, he couldn’t even connect himself to the Mad King. He was literally a distant existence.

He wondered if a small rural lord like him would ever be able to meet the Mad King in his lifetime.

But not anymore.

He had grown enough to face the Mad King with dignity.

He felt a little proud.

Knock-knock-

Someone was knocking.

“Who are you?”

-Who are you, my foot. It’s me, Hazel. Can I come in?

“Oh, come in.”

The head maid, Hazel, came into the room. Our kind Hazel. She needs to get married soon. But with that face, it’s impossible. Her body is okay, but her face is like an orc.

No, these days orcs are too pretty. It’s a strange thing.

“I thought you’d be watching porn. I guess not.”

Legion’s expression crumpled.

He was caught exactly once.

When he bought a video magic tool at the department store. He secretly locked the door with a pounding heart and watched it.

He thought it was locked.

But it wasn’t locked.

Hazel came in to clean the room. She said she knocked.

He was so focused on the video that he didn’t know she was coming in.

He was caught red-handed.

It was a memory he never wanted to think about again. How embarrassing it was.

“I don’t watch that stuff. I was just curious and watched it once.”

“Who said anything? It’s normal for an adult man to watch porn. You don’t even have a girlfriend, so you have to watch something like that.”

A virgin can say anything.

“But why?”

“Oh, right, Count Persimmon has arrived.”

“Huh? Why is that guy here?”

Count Persimmon had returned to his territory after finishing his recuperation. He felt immense gratitude towards him.

Of course.

Because he was the one who restored his intelligence.

He would never repay kindness with enmity.

Moreover, Count Persimmon was a priest of Dreiser, wasn’t he?

Dreiser is my subordinate.

Anyway, the family tree is strangely twisted.

Well, if we’re talking about twisted family trees, Jonas is the best.

Jonas’s husband, Porse, is older than his father, Zenon.

Zenon is my cousin.

Just imagining the awkwardness that would flow when they gathered together was enjoyable.

It wouldn’t just be awkward.

Just thinking about it makes me laugh.

“I don’t know. He didn’t look too good.”

“Alright, I’ll go down and see. But aren’t you off work yet?”

“I’m about to leave.”

“Are you going home alone?”

“Of course, I’m going home alone. Who else would I go with?”

“Don’t you have someone you’re dating?”

“No comment. Lord, that’s my private life.”

“That’s strange. I heard something.”

“Whatever you heard, only the words from my mouth are true.”

“Alright. Go home quickly. Today is the last day of the festival. You should go and enjoy it.”

“That’s what I’m planning to do anyway. All the other maids have already gone there. It’s all right.”

“Sounds good.”

“Why don’t you go with them, Lord?”

“No way. I don’t really like the club atmosphere.”

“Really? Sephia seems to have a lot of fun.”

“Sephia does?”

“Yes.”

Legion frowned.

Ogres gathering in a club and dancing closely together? Just thinking about it is terrifying.

A scene from a horror movie was no different.

Ah, by the way, is Gezineis filming the movie well?

The filming of the movie starring Legion was in full swing in the capital, Poman.

He wouldn’t be sucking my money dry and lazing around, would he? I should have assigned a manager to him. Becoming a Count means there’s too much work. There are too many things to think about. There’s so much work that I keep forgetting. So, these days I’ve developed a habit of taking notes.

Mark, that bastard, doesn’t teach me unless I ask. That’s how I learned the habit.

“If you see Sephia, tell her to stop going to clubs. I’ll check how much her skills have improved soon.”

“Hehe, alright. Then I’m leaving. Have a good night.”

“Yeah, you too, Hazel.”

Legion sipped the remaining whiskey. Kya, the sound came out naturally. He closed the lid of the whiskey bottle.

He was planning to drink two more glasses today, but it seems like it’s not the day for it.

* * *

“Oh? Viscount Heinz?”

“It’s been a while, Count Legion.”

Heinz saluted Legion when he saw him.

When I saw him before, he had circular bald spots due to extreme stress, but now he seems to be okay.

“How did it go?”

“Thanks to you, I broke through the 5th Circle. I’m grateful, even if it’s late.”

“Oh, congratulations. So, what are you now?”

“I have reached the 6th Circle Master.”

“Already?”

“It’s thanks to the book left by the genius magician Mamon.”

“That’s a relief. A 6th Circle Master.”

“I’m late too, but congratulations on your promotion to Count.”

“Hehe, thank you.”

Legion smiled brightly and sat down.

But Count Persimmon, who was sitting in front of him, did not look good.

A large shadow was deeply cast over him.

Instinctively, it made him think that something had happened.

“Perhaps…….”

“Perhaps what?”

“If you’re going to ask me to be a guarantor, I’m sorry, but I refuse. I’ve seen many people ruin their families with guarantees.”

“That’s not it.”

Count Persimmon’s expression soured.

Heinz barely managed to hold back his laughter at Legion’s sudden mental attack.

“Then what’s the matter? To come all this way.”

“Because something big has happened.”

“Something big?”

“Yes. The Mad King…….”

“The Mad King what?”

“Has swallowed the capital, Poman.”

Huh? What is this again?

“It means a civil war has broken out.”

Hell~!