Magic is Learned for Nothing – 150
Legendary Pig 2
The Fire Wall that Legion had cast subsided. The knights trapped within were sprawled on the ground.
“Kuh-heuk, you monster.”
“What? Did you say pig?”
Legion pulled out his Reinforced Iron Staff and utterly crushed the knight who had dared to mutter something at him.
The knight kept saying, ‘I didn’t say pig, I didn’t say pig,’ but Legion wouldn’t listen.
He was practically developing acquired pig deficiency syndrome [a humorous exaggeration of his sensitivity to the word “pig”].
“Do you want to eat our Pig Neck?”
What? Pig?
*Thwack!*
“That’s it, we’re breaking up!”
What? Pig?
*Whack!*
“I was hit by frost this morning.”
What? Hit by a pig?
*Thwack, thwack, thwack.*
Thanks to this, Legion’s subordinates didn’t dare utter the word ‘pig’ near him.
His obsession manifested even in battle.
-His condition is getting worse, Your Majesty. If we don’t recover the ‘Exploding Awesomeness’ passive skill soon, many people will bleed.
Mark thought so. And that was exactly what was happening.
Having defeated all the knights, Legion wiped the blood from his face with his palm and looked at Baron Signal, who had collapsed. The baron’s forehead was cracked. He was still unconscious.
“Come back.”
Legion stretched out his hand and used Telekinesis.
Lulu’s hammer, which had fallen to the ground, returned to him.
Legion grabbed the hammer’s handle and walked towards Baron Signal.
Baron Signal saw Legion approaching.
He was in too much pain to think straight, but he had to move to survive.
The knights had all been defeated.
He, who was far less skilled than them, could not possibly defeat this monster.
But the shock was too great, and his legs were too weak to stand properly.
“Just what the hell are you!”
“What? What kind of pig am I?”
-OMG! Your Majesty seems to be losing his obsession. How could *that* sound like a pig?
It sounded like a pig to me.
-It doesn’t, Your Majesty.
“By the way…”
Legion, who was heading towards Baron Signal, stopped walking.
A boy was lying on the ground, bleeding profusely. The boy looked at Legion with warm eyes.
“I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere…”
Legion tilted his head. His face seemed familiar, but he couldn’t remember.
Was he a restaurant employee?
-Is your intelligence dropping again, Your Majesty? It’s obviously the Dark Elf kid thief who stole your wallet.
“Ah, that little thief.”
His face was so messed up that he couldn’t be sure.
If he caught him, he was planning to take back his wallet, smack him a few times, and then lecture him.
“If you steal other people’s money, you’ll cry tears of blood. If you steal other people’s money, three generations will starve. If you steal other people’s money, your children will suffer in poverty. If you steal other people’s money, you will surely be retaliated against. You’ll be dragged into slavery and work until you die.”
But looking at his current state, it seemed like he had already been lectured. He should just get his wallet back.
“Where’s my wallet?”
Legion asked.
“W-wallet?”
“Yes.”
“I’m sorry, but it was taken.”
“By whom?”
“By the lord.”
Rene glanced at Baron Signal.
Baron Signal’s expression twisted. Could the owner of that wallet be him? Baron Legion? No way. It couldn’t be him. Wasn’t he supposed to be very handsome?
He had never heard that he was short and fat. That Dark Elf kid must be scamming him.
*Thwack!*
Legion smacked Rene on the back of the head.
“Ouch, that hurts.”
“That’s the punishment for stealing 10,000 gold.”
“I didn’t know there was 10,000 gold in it.”
“Did you spend it?”
“I didn’t spend it. It was a bill issued by the Central Bank, how could I spend it?”
“That’s right. You can’t spend it. Anyway, don’t ever touch a wallet again. You’ll ruin your life.”
“How can just touching a wallet ruin my life?”
“It’s true. There was a person like that before.”
“What kind of person?”
“A person named Jean Valjean.”
“Jean Valjean?”
“Yes, he was so hungry that he stole bread. The price he paid was too harsh. He was imprisoned on Alcatraz Island [likely a fictional prison inspired by the real Alcatraz], the worst prison on the continent. He served 19 years there.”
“Wow! That’s really pitiful.”
“Right. Even after his release, many people persecuted him. But thanks to a priest he met by chance, he turned over a new leaf. He became the owner of a textile factory and helped many people.”
“That’s amazing. So, does that mean that someone who stole something is okay if their intentions aren’t bad?”
“No. Listen to the end. One day, he saved an old man from being run over by a carriage and became the mayor, but he was suspected of being Jean Valjean by Javert, a prison guard he had met in prison. His suspicion grew, and Javert, who had argued with Jean Valjean over the punishment of an employee, reported him to the lord.
Then, thanks to another person being falsely accused of being Jean Valjean, the suspicion was cleared, but Jean Valjean realized that an innocent person had gone to prison in his place and began to worry. After much deliberation, Jean Valjean went to the lord and revealed his identity.
But he was immediately arrested by the ruthless Javert and became a life-term prisoner. Jean Valjean, who was imprisoned again, faked a drowning accident and escaped.
And he rescued Cosette from the evil innkeeper Thénardier. Cosette is the daughter of the woman Jean Valjean loved. Afterwards, Jean Valjean, avoiding Javert’s relentless pursuit, worked in a convent and sent Cosette to the convent’s boarding school. After spending six years there, Jean Valjean left the convent with Cosette and changed his name to Fauchelevent and lived in hiding. Now they were inseparable.
Later, Jean Valjean and Cosette got married.”
“…….”
Rene couldn’t say anything.
Was this even a story? Where did such an absurd story come from? He shouldn’t have listened.
“So, is there… no lesson?”
“Why not? There’s a lesson that we shouldn’t do bad things in the first place.”
Where’s the lesson? He ended up living well with a young woman.
“Huh?”
Rene pointed with his chin to where Baron Signal had been standing. He had disappeared while he was distracted.
“Why?”
“Baron Signal has escaped.”
“Huh.”
Legion also turned his head. *Damn it,* he thought, he had given him quite a shock, so he had let his guard down a little.
“Aren’t you going to catch him?”
“I have to catch him.”
“But why are you so relaxed?”
“He’s nothing. He’s in the palm of my hand. Do you want to make a bet with me?”
“What kind of bet?”
“How many minutes will it take to catch him?”
“He’s not someone who will be caught so easily.”
“That’s why I’m saying let’s make a bet.”
“What are you betting?”
“If you lose, ask your father.”
“Ask what?”
“Does your father do plastic surgery?”
“Yes, he does.”
“Ahem, I’m planning to get a full-body plastic surgery from your father.”
“Really? That’s the first time I’ve heard of that magic.”
“Yeah, I heard there’s such magic. Anyway, there’s one more thing I want to ask for. Of course, for free if you ask?”
“What is it?”
“Ahem. You know.”
Legion coughed awkwardly, as if he was very embarrassed.
“Tell me quickly. Baron Signal is escaping even at this moment.”
“Cancel the vasectomy [a medical procedure for male sterilization].”
“Cancel the vasectomy? What’s that?”
“There’s such a thing. Just tell him. Got it?”
“Okay. If I lose, I’ll tell my father.”
“Yes! Great.”
“Then what if I win?”
“That won’t happen.”
“But you never know. There’s always a possibility.”
“Tell me what you want.”
“Please forgive the debt I owe you.”
“How much? 10,000 gold?”
“Yes.”
“Hmm.”
He began to hesitate for a moment. 10,000 gold was all the money he had now. Moreover, he hadn’t forgiven the 20,000 gold he was supposed to receive from Natalie.
If he lost the bet, he would suddenly lose 10,000 gold. It was like losing a piece of his flesh.
However…….
Legion smiled and answered.
“Okay. If I lose, I’ll forgive 10,000 gold.”
He predicted that he would never lose the bet.
“Okay. Whoever it is, you have to keep your promise?”
“Of course.”
Legion smiled and turned his back.
His fat body moved incredibly fast. He jumped high and lightly climbed onto a branch of a tall tree. After moving his legs a few more times, he climbed to the top of a tree that was over several tens of meters tall.
Legion moved quickly, using the branches as stepping stones.
Rene, who was watching him, clicked his tongue. Dark Elves were also good at climbing trees. Their swift movements were like the wind.
But they couldn’t move from the top of a tree, using small branches as stepping stones like that person.
Especially with that bulk.
It seemed like he was going to lose the bet.
* * *
“Master! Master!”
Mizsett desperately chased after the Pseudo-Man.
In the past, she would never have been able to chase after her master. That’s how different their skills were.
But now, she was at least able to keep up with his pace.
At least, if she ran with all her might, she could keep up with her master’s pace.
When Mizsett showed no signs of falling behind, the Pseudo-Man stopped walking.
She was the disciple he had wanted to see, but he didn’t want to show her his pathetic self. But he couldn’t avoid it. She had witnessed his flaws, and she would come to the Magic Tower someday.
“Hoo.”
If he couldn’t avoid it, he had to face it head-on. He had no intention of making excuses to his disciple.
He turned around and looked at Mizsett.
*How many years has it been?*
“You’ve become quite the lady.”
The Pseudo-Man said calmly.
“Q-quite the lady?”
“Yes, your complexion has improved a lot. Your color has returned. Your energy has become very clear.”
“Me? I feel like I’m the same as ever.”
“No. When you were in the Magic Tower, you were very impatient. Everyone who knew you felt that way. Only you didn’t know. Many people were very worried about you. Why was she in such a hurry when she had such an extraordinary brain? When the time comes, she will naturally cross the wall of the 3rd Circle.”
“Master always told me that. To relax. To open my heart and go out and have a drink with friends. But I didn’t have the mind to do that at the time.”
“Yes, perhaps you didn’t want to be a bird trapped in a cage. Of course, it’s an unimaginably huge cage.”
The Magic Tower is a city.
Its height alone is beyond imagination. The number of floors is over 100.
It didn’t look like a building made by humans.
It was a building that only God could make. In fact, there were rumors that the path to God was open on the top floor of the Magic Tower.
Mizsett stayed on the 31st floor. Common 3rd Circle mages were not qualified to go any higher.
“You’ve opened the door to the 3rd Circle.”
“Yes, luckily.”
“Are you a 4th Circle Walker?”
“No. I was very lucky and reached Master.”
“Already?”
“Yes.”
Mizsett blushed as if she was embarrassed.
“That’s a really amazing growth rate. You’re a 4th Circle Master in your 20s.”
“…….”
She couldn’t say it was thanks to the president’s decision. This was everyone’s unwritten rule. Everyone who owed the president a favor would never speak about the decision.
“Yes, what you’re curious about is this, right? Why am I here?”