Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 170

Magic is Learned in Vain – Episode 171

# 171

Frozen in Ice 2

Licensed Realtor Elf Dapal-ah stared at Prettia with a nervous expression.

‘That crazy bitch’s antics are getting worse every day,’ he thought.

He knew why she was like that. He had seen it himself.

Human, yet possessing magical power that transcended races; human, yet with a ferocious appearance that could devour an ogre; and above all, those unsettling eyes.

He hadn’t known who he was dealing with, but now he did.

The Alexander family, who had settled in the Dusselrup Mountains a long time ago. She said he was a descendant of that family.

So Dapal-ah disguised himself as a merchant and infiltrated the Alexander family’s territory to gather information.

It was a rapidly developing territory.

When he had visited 100 years ago, it hadn’t seemed like such a large territory.

The number of residents was also close to several thousand.

It wasn’t the Arctic, but it got very cold in winter.

Winter lasted for half the year, making double cropping impossible, unlike other territories. It was difficult to expect bountiful harvests. In Dapal-ah’s experience, such territories were usually poor.

However, the Alexander family’s territory was very wealthy.

Thanks to the mithril [a rare and valuable metal] in the mine that gushed out like a hot spring. Rumor had it that the development of the Abrinium mine was almost complete.

He also heard that the lord was quite benevolent and only collected 10% of taxes. Compared to other well-off areas that took 50% of taxes from tenant farmers, it was an absurdly small tax.

The man claimed to be a descendant of the Alexander family.

His name was Dreyzer.

However, according to what he had found out, the lord of the Alexander family was a man named Legion.

In other words!

Legion lied.

‘He is very strong for a human. He also has a lot of money. He also has the absolute trust of the territory residents. But he’s sneaky. How dare he lie in front of a dragon?’

So he passed on the information he obtained to Prettia as it was.

“The descendant of Alexander de Recordian is a man named Legion. A man named Dreyzer, who is said to be one of the kingdom’s seven strongest, has nothing to do with the Alexander family. In other words, a man named Legion must have been frightened and lied.”

“I knew it. That bastard’s appearance is exactly like Recordian. How dare he lie to me!”

Prettia was furious.

“Will you annihilate the territory?”

“I’m not that ignorant. They’re living beings, even if they’re just trash. I can’t just kill them for no reason. I’ll just deal with that bastard. What’s his name?”

“Alexander de Legion.”

“That bastard! I’ll catch Legion and make him my eternal slave.”

Prettia gnashed her teeth while thinking about Dreyzer. He had touched the nose hairs of a sleeping dragon [a metaphor for greatly angering someone].

She thought she had forgotten everything…….

No, she had been trying to forget.

Her hatred was sleeping deep in her heart. Dreyzer woke it up.

“Then what about the lair?”

“I have to sell it. Haven’t you found the Black Dragon yet?”

“It’s a strange thing. It seems to have been quiet since he committed strange acts against monsters. No more monsters have appeared saying they saw the Black Dragon.”

“Then look for other dragons. I’ll give you the address.”

“Address?”

“Yes, the Dragon Lord has revised the new address system. 2-ro 38, Heumhan Street, Dusselrup Mountains. Something like that.”

Dapal-ah barely managed to hold back the curse words that were about to come out.

When the Dragon Lord changes the address, licensed realtors and postmen must adapt to the new address.

Dragons have special brains that never forget anything once they see it, but elves are not like that. They have to struggle with the newly revised address book for days.

Inevitably, the elves of the Dusselrup Mountains had to create a new magic book containing the address book. It’s usually not easy.

“Do I have to visit them all?”

“Then should I look for them?”

Prettia asked back.

“Y, yes. I have to visit the customers.”

It’s hard enough to handle Prettia, but now he has to go to other dragons to sell the lair. He’ll have to make a separate catalog for Prettia’s lair.

‘Damn it, if she wasn’t a VIP customer, I wouldn’t want to get involved with dragons anymore,’ he thought.

“What if a dragon appears and wants to trade a lair? Will they come here?”

“No. I’ll contact you periodically.”

Prettia waved her hand, and her appearance changed from a dress to a travel outfit. Even though it was a travel outfit, it was covered in expensive items.

It was all legendary set items.

If a human noticed the set items she was wearing, they would go crazy.

“I’m going to catch that bastard.”

“Legion, who lied about being Dreyzer?”

“Yes, I’m going to catch that bastard and make him my slave. I’ll pay off the debt I owed 200 years ago this time.”

A dragon’s unique ferocity appeared in Prettia’s eyes.

Dapal-ah felt a chill and lowered his head. ‘Crazy human. Why did that human commit such crazy acts following in his ancestor’s footsteps?’

He couldn’t understand the man at all.

Like that-

Prettia descended the mountain to catch Legion.

* * *

Hymo and his colleagues were seriously contemplating while looking at the box in front of them.

“Isn’t this… a coffin?”

“It looks like a coffin, doesn’t it?”

Clearly, the box in front of them was a coffin.

It was about going into a coffin and becoming a frozen human. He wasn’t dead yet, but he was going into a coffin to become a frozen human. It felt like he was walking into his grave.

The boss was also using magic for the first time.

When he asked where he learned such magic, he replied, ‘Trade secret.’ Yeah. Such great magic must be a trade secret…….

‘What a load of crap!’

‘Are you playing with people’s lives!’

‘Why do I have to go into a coffin to become a frozen human!’

“It’s easy to transport.”

Legion replied nonchalantly. Then he asked in the voice of Manager Kim, who had returned from hell [a reference to a demanding and harsh boss].

“Why? Don’t you want to go in?”

“B, boss.”

“Yeah.”

“Honestly.”

“Honestly what?”

“It’s scary to go into a coffin, but your voice is scarier. Does your voice change like that when you get plastic surgery magic?”

Legion’s normal voice was playful.

Listening to it, the intonation of the pitch sometimes made you feel good. It’s a billion times better than the scary voice now.

I can’t stand listening to it because it gives me goosebumps.

“No. It’s only like that while I’m wearing this armor.”

“That’s a relief.”

“Is it that weird? It’s convenient because no one is picking a fight.”

“Later, you should listen to yourself. You should definitely listen to what kind of voice you’re speaking in.”

“Well, when I take off the armor.”

“Do we only need to be here for a few days?”

“If we take it short, it’ll be fifteen days. If we take it long, wouldn’t it be a month?”

“Fifteen days to a month.”

If I can only survive, I can waste that much time. The days I will live will be much more than the time I waste.

“Please take care of me. Boss.”

“Yeah, trust me. Oh, just in case, did you write a will? Give it to Mizsett. She’ll keep it and send it to your family if you die.”

Hymo and his colleagues’ faces contorted. I don’t know if he wants us to die or live.

They wrote letters to their family and friends yesterday.

Normally, they thought it didn’t matter when they died. But when they thought they might die tomorrow, the past they had lived flashed through their minds like a lantern.

They, who had left home when they were young, thought about their parents for the first time.

Are they still doing well in their hometown?

Are my siblings still in my hometown?

Are they sick anywhere?

They wrote letters to their parents with sincerity. Only then did they realize how much they had failed to be filial [dutiful to one’s parents]. If they survived this time, they were planning to take a vacation and visit their hometown.

“Hoo, then I’ll go in.”

Hymo and the mercenaries went into the coffin.

“Um, my coffin seems a little small?”

Hymo raised his hand.

The size of the coffin was 190 centimeters. Hymo is a giant close to 2 meters. Of course, the size of the coffin is bound to be small.

“No time. Just close it.”

Legion ordered Mizsett.

“Sorry.”

Mizsett closed the coffin lid with a sad expression.

Thump, thump, thump!

Hymo urgently knocked on the coffin lid.

“Wait a minute, boss. Aagh, my knees are touching the coffin lid. What happens if my knees and the coffin lid stick together?”

Hymo shouted, but Legion didn’t listen.

He took a deep breath and recited the magic spell. Instantly, the employees who went into the coffin froze as they were.

In an instant, everything was over.

It was a bit anticlimactic.

Hymo and his colleagues thought they would wake up soon.

Even if it’s long, it’s only a month. After that, they firmly believed that they would be able to live their lives as before.

They believed that the boss would definitely not let them die.

But they didn’t even dream that.

They would be kept frozen for more than a year.

* * *

Cold air flowed out of the frozen coffin.

The coffin was decided to be moved to Legion’s territory. It would be a big problem if it was dropped and broken on the way. So, 600 mercenaries decided to escort the coffin.

It’s an excessive number to move a few coffins.

However, the mercenaries said they would never leave, even if they died. They said they would die by Donteckman’s side even if they died.

So Legion said to them.

“Will you sign a contract? Legion Territory Public Recruitment Soldiers.”

“Legion Territory Public Recruitment Soldiers?”

The mercenaries tilted their heads. A contract is a contract. What is a public recruitment soldier? They couldn’t understand the thoughts of the Death Butcher Donteckman.

Of course, they don’t even try to understand. Death Butcher Donteckman. How could ordinary people like them understand him?

“Yes, go there and challenge the new recruit soldier public recruitment exam. Ah, Rice, Beef, Abdul Jabbar, you can apply for experienced soldier.”

“What about Donteckman?”

“I’ll stop by the Magic Tower to resolve things and then go.”

“Donteckman and Legion Baron are…….”

“He is…… very close to me. Think of him as me.”

“Ah~”

“Polish yourself diligently under him.”

“I understand. Then we will go to Legion Baron’s territory and take the soldier public recruitment exam.”

“Yes, work hard.”

Legion nodded in satisfaction.

He had already told Mizsett everything. He also wrote a letter. She can show the letter to Silcott.

They will see Donteckman and go to Legion’s territory and sign a contract in Legion’s name.

At a cheap price.

First of all, as a contract worker, not a regular worker.

Still, they provide 4 major insurances.

Clatter, clatter.

The carriage carrying the coffin departed.

The 600 mercenaries also left the Dark Elf village like a tide. It wasn’t just them who left.

Mizsett also left with her colleagues.

At first, she said she would go to the Magic Tower with him. But Legion shook his head. The fact that she disappeared must have reached the ears of the Archbishop.

He must have gone crazy.

He’s probably desperately trying to find Mizsett.

It would be better to go to the territory and lie low now.

When he said that, Mizsett also agreed.

She took out the necklace that proved she was a member of the Magic Tower and gave it to Legion.

“You must have this token to enter the Magic Tower. Otherwise, you will be attacked by the Golem. I know you won’t feel threatened by Golems, but there’s no point in having a dispute with the Magic Tower.”

That’s right.

There was no need to have an unnecessary argument with the Magic Tower while going to get Mandragora.

The crowded Dark Elf village became very desolate. It felt like something had been pulled out.

Now, only Legion was left.

He has to go to the Magic Tower alone.

-Can you do it alone?

Of course. I even have Mizsett’s letter.

-Now find Bidet. By now, he will have created the strongest staff.

Legion nodded.

If it wasn’t for his subordinates’ work, the first people he would have wanted to find were Bidet and Lulu.

He clearly promised.

He will complete the strongest staff ever.

By now, that strongest staff will have been completed.

Clang, clang.

Legion moved his heavy iron armor and went to the blacksmith where Bidet was.

“Bidet! Bidet!”

He called Bidet in front of the blacksmith, but there was no answer.

“Lulu! Lulu!”

Lulu also didn’t answer.

Come to think of it…….

Dwarves never turn off the fire in the blacksmith. Even if a natural disaster occurs, they unconditionally protect the fire in the blacksmith’s furnace.

But now this place was very eerie.