Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 119

# 120

Stronger at Night 2

Ronstar became the acting lord.

It seemed they gave him that title because he was destined to become the lord someday. However, he knew he couldn’t live up to his father’s expectations.

No, he was fine until then, but the problem started after he met that bastard Legion.

Just thinking about when he was defeated by that guy still makes his chest boil with anger.

He thought about killing him at least 10,000 times.

If it’s impossible with his own strength?

He could move his father.

His father was the most powerful among the viscounts under the count’s territory. He had nine barons under him. The number of 4-star knights alone was over thirty. Adding in the private soldiers, they could wipe out Baron Legion’s territory in half a day.

That’s what Ronstar thought.

So, he threw bait that his father and vassals would be most greedy for.

-Mithril mine.

To be honest, he doubted that Legion really had a mithril mine.

He could be rich.

He might have a lot of wealth passed down from his parents, and since he heard rumors that he was from an old family with a Sword Master, he might have some hidden wealth, right?

But Ronstar didn’t believe he had a mithril mine to that extent.

Isn’t that right?

If he had a mithril mine, he should have been successful from the start.

Baron Alexander’s family? He had never heard of them before. If he had a mithril mine, there’s no way it wouldn’t have been rumored, and above all, he wouldn’t have remained a mere baron, that’s what he thought.

Even Count Persimmon was like that.

In Ronstar’s view, the title of the ruler of the North was synonymous with, ‘Ah, yes! Just eat honor there and live buried for the rest of your life.’

So, he must have been blinded by the word mithril mine.

Based on the enormous funds from the mine, he could rapidly develop the city, and based on that development, if he pioneered the connection routes to the royal capital, the west, and the east, he could transform it into a city connecting the Eastern world and the Western Empire, that was his judgment.

How much did the count covet that territory?

But suddenly he collapsed?

He couldn’t believe how absurd this was. He had never seen anyone as lucky as Legion in his life.

So, he incited his father.

If there’s no mithril mine, he can just take the blame. If there is, it will bring enormous profits to his father’s territory.

“No contact yet?”

Ronstar asked the butler.

“Not yet. Please don’t worry too much. Baron Legion’s forces can never stop the viscount’s troops.”

“What are Baron Legion’s forces like?”

“Baron Legion’s forces. Ahem.”

The butler cleared his throat. He thought for a moment and then said again.

“Barons are not allowed to have private soldiers except in a few places such as the coast guarding against pirates, the Dusselph Mountains guarding against monsters, the Darkwood where monsters live, and the Devil’s Swamp in the west. They might gather a few as a self-defense force, but it will never exceed several dozen.”

“Is it impossible to gather knights too?”

“That’s not true. Knights can choose their lord at will. But which knight would serve a remote baron? They will serve a noble who can at least climb the ranks. Knights are not fools either.”

“I heard that Legion’s territory is adjacent to the Dusselph Mountains.”

“Then they will have a slightly larger number of self-defense forces than other barons. At most, it won’t exceed 50.”

The butler’s prediction was roughly correct.

The number of self-defense forces in Legion’s territory was only 50.

It would be difficult to imagine that in the middle of them, there was Draischer, the Lich Mamon, the Ogre Sephiah, twenty-five magic warriors, and a new employee who was a newly hired 4-star or 4-circle magician.

“Right? I think so too…….”

Even so, what is it?

Ronstar stared out the dark window.

The trembling of his heart that started in the morning was not easily subsiding.

* * *

Legion and Draischer, along with the exclusive servants, were heading to Viscount Beach’s territory with over 200 prisoners in carriages, even providing blankets.

Inside the carriage, snoring could be heard.

“Damn it…….”

Bacon cursed as he looked at the Viscount Beach’s soldiers who were sleeping soundly with very tired faces.

“They’re really living the good life. How can they sleep in this situation?”

They were the ones who were really tired.

Due to the sudden battle, they had poured their strength to almost the limit, and it took more than two weeks to replenish it. Even so, most of them were still groaning every morning.

The problem was that a huge amount of work had arisen due to the sudden increase in personnel. In addition, the master, who had given them three days off, suddenly changed on the fourth day.

“The reason you guys suffered this time is all because you’re weak.”

Hehehe…….

Yes, it’s because we’re weak.

“The enemy was of course 700, and we were only 30 with 50 self-defense forces, but if we were as strong as Draischer, this wouldn’t have happened.”

“That’s right.”

Draischer seriously agreed.

So, special training began. For the past two weeks, they had been pushing themselves to the limit. Draischer, this Number Three, was a piece of trash who really knew the limits of people.

He would stop the training when it seemed like they were about to die…….

As expected, Lotto couldn’t stand it and rushed in on the fourth day…… and that’s what happened.

“Still, it’s better than Sephiah, right?”

Lotto took comfort in that.

Sephiah didn’t know that the master had released two of Draischer’s barriers and rushed in…… unfortunately…… became Number Three.

In any case, magic power is still boiling below his dantian [energy center in traditional Chinese medicine].

Even so, they are working hard, but the guys who invaded the territory are eating well and sleeping with snores.

You wouldn’t be human if you weren’t angry here.

The other exclusive servants forcibly suppressed their boiling insides.

“Just bear with it a little longer.”

Legion said.

“Yes? I didn’t say anything.”

“It’s all written on your face. You’re angry because we’re suffering like dogs, but the prisoners are eating well and sleeping well.”

“Well, that’s true, but still, there’s nothing we can do about it. I’m just a little annoyed. I guess you can’t help your origins, right?”

Bacon said cautiously, reminding Legion that he was also a noble.

“Bullshit, what’s the difference? We all eat three meals and take dumps. I don’t like seeing them either. But let’s just bear with it a little longer. We’ll be able to smile very happily in the morning.”

Bacon tilted his head as if he didn’t understand well.

“You’ll see. Those guys are…… all…….”

Legion smiled as he watched a noble stealing a blanket from inside the carriage.

“They’re all money, money. Think of them as money. The blanket too.”

Draischer had a strange feeling.

Vitality began to circulate throughout his body from sunset to moonrise.

In simple terms, his condition was just so-so during the day, but as soon as the sun set, he felt like he had taken a very good tonic.

What on earth is this?

Draischer generated red aura from his palm.

It was a much more refined aura than before. In the past, he had to exert a high degree of mental power to activate the aura, but now it was easily generated just by gathering his breath.

“Could it be!”

He searched the status window.

At first, it felt like someone else was living in his head with him. It was very uncomfortable.

But after some time, it didn’t seem so bad.

This was a more convenient function than he thought. Especially last time when there was a very urgent situation…….

‘Oh no! This is a disaster. I have a sudden urge to poop! What should I do? I don’t have any toilet paper? I still have to drive for 30 minutes to get to the territory…… Ugh! This is a symptom of a sudden urge to poop that is difficult to endure for more than 3 minutes!’

-There is a pumpkin patch 30 meters to the left. The lush pumpkin leaves are rough, but if you rub them well and use them, they are still usable.

That was the answer he got.

Oh!

Thanks to that, Draischer was able to easily take care of his business.

This is it.

Draischer asked in his mind.

‘Why am I like this today?’

-You become stronger when you receive the magic power of the moon.

‘Ah, that’s it. Dark Great General.’

The master keeps asking what my job is, but I’m not answering even if I die…….

I guarantee it!

The moment this fact is known to the master, it will be the same as announcing it to the entire continent.

He is not someone who will strictly keep my secret.

So, I vaguely glossed over it. The master is still trying to find out what kind of job I have.

He’s really persistent.

How much stronger do I become when I receive the magic power of the moon?

-The overall ability is strengthened by a minimum of 10 percent.

Minimum. So, it means I can become stronger?

-The more you use dark magic power, the stronger your overall ability becomes. If you achieve Grand Master with dark magic power, you can upgrade your ability by more than 300 percent.

The story of 300 percent became honest to his ears. But he soon lowered his head.

Thanks to the word ‘dark magic power’ in front of it.

Damn it, if I do well, I’m going to become a public enemy of the continent.

In the end, is there only one way to get out of this? To become strong enough that no one can touch me soon. Until then, I must not get caught no matter what.

Draischer clenched the red aura in his hand. The force was a little too strong.

With a ‘thud’ sound, the trees around him collapsed. The surprised exclusive servants looked at Draischer.

“Oh, that’s dark magic power.”

Legion shouted as if he was happy to see it.

“Yes? What are you talking about? What dark magic power is this?”

Draischer was embarrassed.

It seems that the master, who is quick-witted, noticed something. This won’t do. In this case, it’s unconditional denial.

“It’s dark magic power.”

“Why do you say I use dark magic power? No. I only know how to use the magic power I learned from my master.”

“Is your master a Cyclops?”

“…….”

Why is Cyclops coming out here!

Draischer’s face turned pale. He must stop the master’s mouth no matter what.

“Why…… that, it’s the same as the magic power of the Cyclops who sucked people’s energy. We fought together. You know it too. Aha! Maybe you…….”

“No, it’s definitely not like that.”

“Have you become an Archbishop?”

I’m going crazy. What nonsense is that master talking about? An Archbishop.

“What are you talking about, Master? An Archbishop?”

The exclusive servants asked with surprised eyes. Their eyes were full of curiosity like the stars in the sky.

“Draischer and I went to the dungeon and met Cyclops, the Archbishop of the Stone Head Church. What did he say? He said he was taking over the body of Gracia, the demon beast of the demon world, and resurrecting.”

“Wow, you’ve been through a lot.”

“Well, what did I do? Draischer took care of him. He just broke his neck.”

“Wow!”

The exclusive servants looked at Draischer with eyes that said he was amazing.

“But Draischer absorbed the power while killing him.”

“Cyclops, the Archbishop of the Stone Head Church?”

“Yeah, the style of magic power is the same.”

“No! I’m telling you it’s not!”

“Really?”

“Really!”

“Is that so? Hmm…… it’s similar? If not, why are you getting angry? Hey, it’s not. I just asked because it was similar.”

Legion waved his hand and walked ahead.

Draischer almost fired a red aura at the back of Legion’s head without realizing it.

* * *

Hymo walked while reciting the Lord’s Prayer.

The new employee volunteered to be placed at the rear, saying that new employees should suffer. In front of him, the exclusive servants were pulling the carriages. The snoring of the prisoners could be heard all the way to where Hymo was.

-Our Legion in heaven.

Please give me a decision today.

May my divine power increase and bring happiness to many people.

Our Legion in heaven.

Please raise my salary during next year’s contract.

I also want to get married. Please let me have a blind date with a decent human maiden, not an orc warrior.

As he finished the prayer, divine power returned from his whole body. He still felt a little dizzy, but his stamina seemed to have recovered quite a bit.

The prayer is not the same every day.

If you say what you earnestly desire about Legion, your divine power increases.

You must desire it truthfully.

If you pray to Legion falsely, your divine power weakens immediately.

It was the same for Buffalo and Hailer.

The problem is Hailer…….

Hailer is a dark elf. He has a god he believes in in his heart. But he unintentionally converted. It seems that he is feeling confused about his identity because of that. He hadn’t seen him smiling lately.

Hymo grabbed his shoulder and said.

“The more you are like that, the more you should pray to Legion. Otherwise, you will only ruin your body.”

“I know. I know, but I don’t feel like betraying Dark Arena, whom I have believed in for over 200 years.”

“Betrayal? It’s not betrayal. It’s just that you are turning to the side that you believe in more. Dark Arena will understand enough.”

“Really?”

“I guarantee it.”

He shouldn’t have guaranteed it.

Hymo and Hailer had no idea that Dark Area, the god of the dark elves, was very angry about this.

Dark Arena gave several oracles saying that she would forgive him, but Hailer, who had closed his heart, did not know that fact.