Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 487

Will Flowers Bloom on a Burning Field? (1)

Legion moved to the desert room.

The more he looked at the desert room, the more amazed he was. He was simply astonished by how they had managed to create something like this.

To briefly describe the desert room, it featured a giant iron door with a picture of a Red Dragon breathing fire.

That was it.

There was nothing behind the iron door. Next to the iron door was a switch that controlled gravity, fixed at 100 times normal.

Legion instructed the soldiers guarding the iron door:

“Never lower the gravity.”

He intended only to increase it, never decrease it.

Just in case, he tried to tamper with the gravity control device, figuring the higher the gravity, the better.

But unfortunately, he couldn’t increase it any further.

If he could have increased it to 1,000 times, many of the strongest warriors in the human realm could have been forged.

Legion gave no thought to Drayzer, Lich Mamon, and Prettia, who were suffering in the desert room.

In fact, as soon as they entered, they experienced hell in less than a second.

Prettia couldn’t stand it and reverted to her original form.

Lich Mamon’s bones were crushed into powder countless times. If the vessel of his soul hadn’t been dissolved in Legion’s blood, Lich Mamon wouldn’t have survived the repeated shattering of his bones.

Drayzer experienced the worst of it.

Prettia could return to her original form, and Lich Mamon could at least catch his breath while regenerating.

Drayzer had to endure 100 times the gravity solely with his own abilities.

“Damn it, Legion! Master or whatever, just let me out! I won’t let you get away with this!”

Drayzer survived only because of his burning hatred for Legion.

He was able to endure because he was determined to inflict the same suffering on Legion.

Of course, Legion had no idea about that.

“How many minutes left?”

Legion asked the soldiers guarding the iron door of the desert room.

“About 30 minutes left.”

“Can’t we just open the door? I’m in a hurry.”

“If we do, the gravity control device might break. It’s better to just wait.”

“Really? I guess I have no choice.”

He was a lord.

If he showed signs of panic, the soldiers would also become anxious. He mustn’t show any signs of being flustered in any situation.

But Legion was also human.

Over a million lives were looking to Legion for leadership. In an instant, all those lives could disappear like dew.

He couldn’t help but be nervous.

Moreover, the current situation was rapidly deteriorating.

Hundreds of subordinates had achieved tremendous increases in their abilities in the desert room.

Many Sword Masters were born, and their power was by no means inferior to that of the Empire.

However—

What was the result?

Consecutive defeats.

They were losing territory. Countless strong individuals fell like straw and lost their lives.

The casualties were impossible to count.

Legion eventually retreated all his troops.

The good news was that there was still one card left.

In some ways, it was the strongest card.

If they couldn’t defeat the enemies, there was no hope.

Then what if Drayzer even fell?

Hmm. The end of humanity?

Or would a new species be born?

Whatever it was, he didn’t want to see such newly born species on this land of death.

“Would you like something to drink?”

A soldier asked cautiously.

“No. I’m not in the mood for that.”

“Understood.”

Legion brought a chair and sat in front of the iron door.

It was a clear autumn sky.

Not a single cloud could be seen.

It was such a nice weather.

What the hell was this war doing in such weather?

He wanted to dissect the brain of that archbishop. If he wanted to play war so much, he should do it in the winter.

Or go to another dimension and do it.

Damn archbishop.

Just then—

Fssssss!

A considerable amount of steam poured out from the iron door. Legion, who was standing in front of it, was covered in steam.

“Ah, hot, hot, hot!”

It was so hot.

It felt like being enveloped in hot steam from the spout of a kettle.

If it weren’t for his magic defense, he would have suffered at least a second-degree burn.

That was close.

—Creak!

The iron door finally opened.

Five figures, men and women, slowly walked out.

Huh?

When did you guys go in?

Drayzer, Lich Mamon, Prettia.

And Shuttle and Raiden (Drayzer’s rival, though not many people remember him), whom the author had forgotten about.

“Hey, you guys have been through a lot.”

Legion waved his hand at them and twisted his lips. He tried to smile, but he couldn’t. Damn it, his heart ached when he thought about his subordinates.

In that moment!

Prettia’s fist flashed before Legion’s eyes. Legion couldn’t even track Prettia’s movement. It was like lightning.

Thwack!

Legion, who was hit squarely in the jaw, fell on his butt. One side of his cheek quickly swelled up.

“What! What are you doing!”

Legion shouted at Prettia.

“What am I doing? What am I doing, you ask?”

Prettia glared at Legion.

“What’s wrong with this woman?”

Legion grabbed his cheek and looked at his subordinates. No one showed Legion a look of sympathy.

Rather, their eyes were filled with hatred.

Even Legion’s summon, Lich Mamon, was saying, ‘Damn it, you deserved that. You should get hit more.’

*Is that bastard crazy? I can hear everything.*

“Don’t you still know what you did?”

“What?”

Prettia walked towards the gravity control device and pointed to the numbers.

“Are you crazy? 100 times the gravity? Damn it, I almost died because of the device *I* made.”

“Ah~~, that.”

“Ah? That?”

“Wow! Thanks to that, I’ve become incredibly strong. How strong have I become? Super magic power is flowing out on its own. It’s no joke.”

Legion gave them a thumbs up. He could rest assured with this much.

“Wow. You too…….”

Legion patted Shuttle on the shoulder.

Shuttle almost strangled CEO Les [Legion’s nickname].

When Drayzer, Lich Mamon, and Prettia entered the desert room, everyone welcomed them enthusiastically.

But when he and Raiden, who had low recognition, entered, no one applauded.

There was even an unfortunate incident where the author wrote it down in his notes and forgot about it.

And yet, they suffered just as much.

He was a 6-circle necromancer [a powerful mage]. His physical abilities were weaker than other mages.

He couldn’t even compare to warlocks, who were called combat mages.

But look at this!

These muscles.

Shuttle was an outcast.

He was short and quite skinny.

Until he entered the desert room.

But now his body was comparable to Drayzer’s. He purely developed his physical abilities to survive.

Moreover.

How had the numerous skeleton soldiers changed?

Beyond imagination.

They used to bully him, but he spoke frankly with them through this opportunity. Their common enemy was CEO Les. He must be enjoying himself alone after driving them into this hell.

He would never forgive him.

“Master…….”

Drayzer gritted his teeth as he looked at Legion.

It was a year of hardship.

It was a time of grinding teeth and trembling.

Enduring 100 times the gravity was not something a human could do.

Even if he was given 100 million gold in cash, he would never go into the desert room again.

Legion, noticing the bad atmosphere, quickly changed the subject.

“Now is not the time to be doing this.”

“What are you talking about?”

“The guys who went into the desert room in the first round were smashed.”

“What are you talking about? Sword Masters were born in droves. Moreover, Bacon and Porse are Grand Masters.”

“You’ll know when you go. In the north, fanatics and dragons are pushing in, and in the east, a god-level undead has been born.”

“God-level undead?”

“I don’t even know its name. Its strength is beyond imagination. Even a Sword Master is not even a mouthful for it.”

“Hmm.”

Drayzer let out a shallow groan. In fact, he thought that even if he left the desert room, he wouldn’t have to step up.

He witnessed the amazing evolution of his subordinates who entered the desert room in the first round.

He thought that they would be able to stop the enemies’ invasion.

But—

It was unexpected that both fronts would collapse.

“What about my subordinates?”

Drayzer’s 500 bodyguards.

They were stopping the undead’s invasion along with the regular soldiers.

In particular, Mamma Yujiro and James were outstanding. Mamma Yujiro was on the verge of becoming a Grand Master. If he continued to train for another 2-3 years, he would definitely reach Grand Master.

But they were also missing due to the god-level undead’s bombardment.

“It’s a mess. It’s impossible to confirm which units have survived. First of all……, I gave the order to retreat. But it’s impossible to confirm how many subordinates have survived.”

Legion clenched his teeth.

He had been thinking about whether he should step up himself before it came to this point.

He was the strongest in the territory.

But his subordinates strongly dissuaded him.

They said that someone was needed to hold the center now. That person should be Duke Legion, not the king.

If he had known that the situation would become this serious, he would have stepped up himself even if he died.

“I’ll take responsibility for the aftermath. I’m responsible for everyone who died in this war.”

“Understood. Then what should we do?”

“Help the retreating allies.”

Drayzer nodded and went out of the mansion. He paused for a moment and said to Legion.

“Are you going into the desert room?”

“I have to.”

“There will be nothing for the master to do when he comes out of the room.”

“Huh?”

“Because I’ll wipe them all out before the master comes out.”

It was tremendous confidence.

Drayzer was never one to make empty promises. He perfectly understood his own skills and Legion’s skills.

The fact that he was saying such arrogant words meant that he had that much confidence.

“Is it possible?”

“Whether it’s the archbishop or the god-level undead……, they can’t beat me.”

Legion chuckled.

Okay, if you say so.

“Good. Wipe them all out.”

“I’ll go first.”

In an instant, there was a ‘pop’ sound and Drayzer’s entire body disappeared. Following him, Prettia also disappeared.

Amazing.

It wasn’t teleportation.

It wasn’t using a portal either.

It was simply flying. Nevertheless, Legion couldn’t properly track Drayzer’s figure.

It seemed faster than the movement Prettia had shown a little while ago.

It seemed to have broken through the speed of sound several times faster.

Beyond imagination.

“Then, CEO, we’ll go first too.”

Shuttle and Raiden also smiled confidently and flew up. They also disappeared from Legion’s sight at an amazing speed.

“Why aren’t you going?”

Legion asked Lich Mamon.

“I’m going to go slowly.”

“Slowly?”

“Yes, Drayzer and Prettia will wipe them all out anyway.”

“Are they that strong?”

“Yes.”

“How much compared to me?”

“Hmm, you’ll be offended.”

“It’s okay. Tell me.”

“Even if ten masters gathered, they wouldn’t be able to beat Prettia.”

Ah, that’s really offensive.

“But Drayzer is stronger than that Prettia.”

“Hmm. What about you?”

“Now I’m also……, stronger than Prettia.”

Damn it, that’s really offensive. To be a master weaker than his summon.

“I see. Go ahead.”

“What about you, Master?”

“I’m going into the desert room too.”

“Fighting!” [Good luck!]

“Okay. Go ahead.”

Legion set the gravity control device to 30 times. Then he shook his head.

Change of plans.

You only live once. Do you live twice?

Oh well, whatever.

He adjusted the gravity control device to 100 times. Others have done it, so why can’t I!

Legion took a deep breath and opened the iron door of the desert room and went inside.

The soldiers closed the iron door.

Soon after—

Lich Mamon smiled evilly and approached the gravity control device. The gravity control device was originally limited to 100 times.

But the creator, Prettia, said that she could temporarily adjust the gravity control device to 200 times.

Beep beep beep beep.

“The password is 0720.”

It was Prettia’s birthday. As she taught him, he unlocked the gravity control device and increased the gravity to 200 times.

“Hehehe. The master’s pain is so sweet to us.”

Lich Mamon had a relieved expression.

He opened a portal with a wave of his hand, using the highest-level magic more easily than a 1-circle magic [basic magic]. And then he disappeared into the portal.

And—

Legion’s scream echoed from inside the desert room.

“W, what is this! It’s too hard! Is 100 times this hard? I can’t do it. I can’t do it. Ugh. Hey! Is anyone there? Please open the door!”

It goes without saying, but no one answered.