Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 132

# 133

Night Comes 2

Creak—

The door to the room where the drug guild members were held creaked open.

I don’t know why only that door makes that ear-scratching metallic sound.

The members, including Mizsett, were surprised, even though they knew who would emerge.

Swish—

Lich Mamon floated silently from inside the doorway. Without a word, he brushed past Mizsett and the members.

“Y, you’ve worked hard.”

Haimo, who was closest to him, spoke to Lich Mamon. Lich Mamon stopped for a moment and shone his inner light. Then, he tapped Haimo on the shoulder and disappeared down the hallway.

“Oh, my heart. My heart is shriveling up. What did Mamon-nim [a term of respect] say just now? He slightly shone that terrifying inner light.”

Steel asked.

“He said good job.”

“Seriously? That’s the look for ‘good job’?”

“Yeah. It’s a very warm look.”

“I can’t be alone with Mamon-nim. My heart will shrivel up, and I won’t be able to survive. What if he suddenly says he’s hungry and absorbs my life force?”

“He’s not that kind of person.”

“You’re saying that because you’re close to Mamon-nim. Anyway, shall we see how our guild members, who received spiritual education from Mamon-nim, are doing?”

Steel glanced inside the door.

He flinched and took a step back.

“Why?”

Mizsett asked. Now they had to clean up after them. But why aren’t you going in?

“Just look, you’ll see.”

Steel covered his nose and entered the inn room. Everyone was spaced out. Some had wet themselves, and some were foaming at the mouth.

How much do you have to suffer to end up like this?

It was at that moment.

“Aaaaaaah!”

A scream erupted from the boss’s room. That high-pitched voice. You could recognize it with just one listen.

It was the boss’s scream.

Surprised, the members drew their weapons and rushed into the boss’s room.

What they saw there was—

Lich Mamon being hit.

“I told you to make noise when you walk around, didn’t I? You startled me! What? Should I put a bell around your neck?”

* * *

Thud, thud.

Legion walked through the back alleys of the night.

He had already seen three fights, two stabbings, and five people staggering around, addicted to alcohol or drugs.

Just a moment ago, two rather rough-looking guys approached.

Spit—!

“Hey, little pig. Got any money?”

The bigger one spat on the ground and said. The slightly skinnier one next to him was chewing on his tongue and smiling threateningly.

“Mark, do I look that easy to you?”

-Are you even asking?

Well, Lilac seemed to have said that too, and other guys seemed to have said that too.

-You just have a look that lacks tension.

“Hmm! When I looked in the mirror earlier, I definitely looked dignified?”

-You’re mistaken. Don’t say ridiculous things.

“Hey, pig! Are you ignoring us?”

The bigger guy took a step closer, and the smell was terrible. Legion took out the Jungchul Staff and slammed it into his mouth, then used that same force to uppercut the skinny guy’s jaw.

“Kuek!”

Both of them fell, bleeding profusely.

I sincerely hope they learned a lesson not to judge people by their appearance.

Anyway, this Signal’s entertainment district.

It’s really harsh. The atmosphere is much more intense than other places. It’s like dirty mud churning greatly.

Drug dealers are visible on every street corner, maggots are swarming in every alley, and the maggots are waiting to attack people under the guise of making a living.

“Ah, those guys over there are glaring at me too.”

-Nailed it. That’s your current position. To others, you look very easy, like someone they just want to beat up.

…….

Wow, this bastard is hurting my feelings for the first time in a while.

Legion recalled what he had said to Hwangso.

“The drug guilds in this territory don’t fight each other. They all know each other. They have clearly defined areas, and they never invade each other’s territory.”

“Really? Who’s cleaning up?”

“I, I don’t know.”

I sent him back to be with Mamon for another 30 minutes… He really doesn’t seem to know.

An organization where you don’t know the boss.

Does that make sense?

-It’s a compartmentalized organization.

What’s a compartmentalized organization?

-Compartmentalized organization.

That’s what I said. Anyway, what’s a compartmentalized organization?

-Just think of it as an organization that’s easy to tear apart. Since there are no connections between them, even if you take down the guys at the bottom, you can’t find out who the guys at the top are.

Legion scratched his forehead.

I came to fix the staff, and the job is getting bigger and bigger.

That’s not what he wanted at all. He thought he would catch a few drug dealers, beat them up, and hand them over to the Knights. Then they would take down the drug guild on their own.

But it seems like it’s not a problem that can be solved that way.

Even those brainwashed guys behind them didn’t know who they were working for.

It’s ridiculous.

“Should I just ignore it?”

-Do whatever you want. Actually, drugs aren’t something that disappears just because you get involved. And it’s not like it’s your problem to solve anyway, right?

“Right? This isn’t my territory.”

-That’s right. This is Count Persimmon’s job.

“That’s right. So, should I just go… but I feel a little bad.”

According to Heinz, drugs are spreading like poisonous mushrooms throughout the county.

The problem is that Count Persimmon’s intelligence has dropped sharply, and he can’t find a clue to solve it… Unfortunately, part of that role—actually, all of it—is on him.

I don’t feel guilty, but I’m still human, and I keep thinking about what I can get out of it, so I keep worrying about it.

-It would be best to raise the Count’s intelligence.

“I think so too. If he regains his intelligence… Hehehe! He said he’d give me a lot of jewels and money.”

Nevertheless, there was a reason why he couldn’t raise Count Persimmon’s intelligence. He couldn’t know where the blade he was holding would point.

If he regained his intelligence and harbored resentment towards him, it would be very difficult. Legion thought it would be better to leave things as they are.

So, Legion decided to take his time and improve their relationship slowly.

Above all, if the treatment period is prolonged, the 3,000 gold that is created for free every month… No, the 3,500 gold, including Dreizger’s, will also be extended. What else is this if not a cornucopia [symbol of abundance]!

The county can be ruled very well by his son and Heinz.

Then there would be no problem.

Damn Heinz!

You should have managed it better!

Coming to this city, I could feel that the seriousness was not ordinary. If this atmosphere spreads to my territory, it will be a very difficult situation.

Legion took out the Jungchul Staff as he watched the four men approaching him in front.

“Isn’t there an easy way to solve this?”

* * *

Fifteen days…….

It had already been fifteen days since he entered the Dusseldorf Mountains.

Dreizger quietly honed himself. All preparations were already complete. Now, all that was left was for the dragon to appear. He had become accustomed to the dark magic, so he would properly avenge himself from last time!

The current him was incomparably stronger than the past him.

At the time, he thought there was nowhere else to climb.

Now that he thinks about it, he can’t help but laugh.

He was too arrogant. To be arrogant with just that skill! Okay, Preitia, I apologize for what happened last time.

Instead, I’ll have to take your head this time.

Dreizger stroked the ring.

He had now obtained three of the Overlord’s set items. His skills had also increased tremendously, he had new techniques, and although it was dark magic, its purity was incomparable.

He had definitely become stronger with the item buffs—

He was now at the best 7-star level.

Very occasionally, when he entered ‘Madness’ mode, he could partially cast 8-star techniques.

Dreizger boasted that he was now overwhelmingly strong.

He will win this time!

Dreizger believed so.

But he couldn’t find the Red Dragon. He spread a lot of killing intent, destroyed things, and shouted, “Let’s fight, crazy Red Dragon Preitia!” but she didn’t appear.

She used to appear at the sound of a single call…….

“I heard that a fat and ugly red lizard lives here. Come out! I’ll mince you up for easy eating.”

Red Dragon Preitia would appear immediately and rage. But why isn’t she appearing this time, even though he’s making such a fuss?

“Where the hell did she go?”

Dreizger sat on a rock and took out a canteen to drink water.

It was a canteen made by grinding bacon. It automatically cooled the water in the canteen. Now that spring was over and summer had arrived, it was very hot during the day.

It’s scorching at noon.

He preferred cool water to lukewarm water.

That’s why he turned the idea he had been thinking about for a long time, ‘How nice would it be if the canteen had cool water,’ into reality.

How convenient it was that there were many wizards in the village.

What was it? They said that in order to permanently fill a magic stone with magic power, a tremendous amount of magic power was needed.

So, he quietly said.

“Okay, do it.”

Bacon and the remaining exclusive servants squeezed out all their magic power to imbue the magic stone with magic.

The sight of twenty-five people pouring cold magic into the magic stone at once was a spectacular sight.

It was really amazing.

The servants had to collapse and fall asleep for three days afterward.

Truly, like master, like servant.

“But… this is…….”

He thought it was a familiar place. He didn’t know it well because he came at night, but now he saw that it was that place.

The place that made him the Dark Great General.

It was near the collapsed dungeon of the Cyclops.

It hadn’t been long, but he felt like he had distant memories.

He was about to look around for a moment. Dreizger’s nerves were on edge.

A tremendous amount of magic power began to emerge from above the collapsed Cyclops dungeon.

The power is getting stronger and stronger.

Red and blue light surged.

It wasn’t magic power created to attack someone, but an energy aggregate.

Whoosh!

A tremendous light was emitted, momentarily stealing Dreizger’s gaze.

Dreizger raised one hand to block the light.

He slowly opened his narrowed eyes.

“A, portal!”

Dreizger, who rarely gets surprised, was a little surprised this time.

It was the first time he had seen a portal open.

A portal is a large-scale magic that only 7-circle mages can cast. A strategic magic with such powerful power that it can even determine the outcome of a war!

Even 7-circle mages feel mana depletion for ten days after opening a portal once, so even Dreizger is seeing it for the first time.

“Who the hell…….”

Opened the portal. Moreover, in such a remote place with nothing.

Dreizger couldn’t take his eyes off the portal.

And—

Bishop Fry of the Stonehead Church, ten Black Knights, and ten Black Mages walked out of the portal.

Their eyes met Dreizger’s.