Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 195

“Kekekekeke.”

Silcut laughed heartily.

“Hahahahaha!”

“Hohohoho!”

Bacon and Hazelra also laughed.

-Grrr (These guys are funny).

Sephia also laughed. The mercenaries didn’t know why they were laughing.

“They must see me as the Crown Prince. Oh my, how embarrassing.”

Crown Prince Lauzel scratched the back of his head.

“That’s right. Listen here, mercenaries. This man is the most knowledgeable Lauzel in our territory.”

“A, a teacher?”

“Yes, originally a herbalist, but very knowledgeable, so he’s teaching.”

…….

The mercenaries couldn’t understand. How could a herbalist be knowledgeable? And how could a knowledgeable herbalist become a teacher?

Is there a professional connection between the two that we don’t know about?

“He teaches the children in our territory many things. Magic, military science, economics, kingship. There’s nothing he doesn’t know.”

…….

The mercenaries couldn’t understand even more.

A former herbalist teaches magic, military science, economics, and kingship? How does that make sense?

“If you work hard, you can become like Mr. Lauzel here.”

Work hard at what?

Studying herbs? Then you’ll automatically learn kingship?

-Grrr (These guys don’t believe it).

Sephia said. He drooled as he looked at Silcut. His expression seemed to ask, Can I have a taste?

“Oh my, Sephia. No, you can’t. The interview isn’t over yet. Tasting comes later.”

The mercenaries unknowingly trembled.

They didn’t know what Sephia meant by tasting, but they instinctively felt it wasn’t good for them.

“A, are you really not His Highness the Crown Prince?”

“Hahaha, what about me looks like the Crown Prince?”

He looks exactly like the Crown Prince.

Pearly white skin, deep eyes, a demeanor overflowing with etiquette and grace, courtly manners that no one can follow, elegant gestures, and a dignified aura in every movement.

Anyone would think, ‘Ah, he’s a high-ranking noble.’

But it seems no one here thinks so.

He was a herbalist, but he had an epiphany and became a teacher. Or he was a herbalist, but he was originally smart and became a teacher.

The mercenaries began to wonder if something was wrong with their heads. Right, it doesn’t make sense to understand the ogre’s words in the first place.

They felt a deep confusion. It was as if they had come to another world.

“I like your eyes. You pass!”

Lauzel held up a sign that said ‘Pass’.

“The teacher’s eyes must be accurate. I also pass.”

Silcut also held up a sign. Hazelra and Sephia also agreed to pass.

But the mercenaries’ hearts were against it.

They felt like they would lose their minds if they stayed here. They looked at each other. Let’s run away as soon as we get out of here. They nodded slightly.

Their minds were united for the first time.

“Okay. Go to the left, sign the contract, and go out to the training ground. The physical test will start soon.”

Let’s just pretend to do it. And pack our bags and run away.

The mercenaries opened the door on the left as Bacon said and entered a new room.

The moment they entered, they froze.

The curse spirits that the shaman of the Amazon orc village had lent them had spawned and multiplied into hundreds.

The curse spirits filled the room.

The curse spirits grabbed the mercenaries’ fingers and led them to the contract.

-Ohohoho, sign quickly. The annual salary is 200 gold. The bonus is 200 percent. The others are weapon contract workers, but you guys are permanent employees. You must be quite skilled. Sign first and read the contract carefully.

“W, wait a minute! We should read the contract even if we’re signing!”

-I saw the letter the master sent. He said, ‘They’re useful, so give them a good mental education and train them. There may be some who fall behind during training, but embrace them with camaraderie. Don’t let anyone drop out.’

“M, master? Training? Why us?”

-Legion the Baron. Don’t you know? Legion the Baron is the one who sent you here. He is omnipotent.

What are you talking about? How can a human be omnipotent? Is he a god?

-Legion the Baron is equal to God.

Sh, shit. I knew something was wrong. We’re screwed. This is a cult!

The desperate mercenaries looked at each other again.

Let’s run away.

They nodded.

The mercenaries immediately opened the door and ran away. The curse spirits shook their heads as they watched them leave.

All they’re doing is increasing the number of contracts…

I don’t know why all the mercenaries who come here try to run away.

When the mercenaries opened the door, the subordinates who had gone for the interview earlier were doing PT [physical training] exercises.

The drill instructors were the ogres and exclusive servants that Sephia had gathered. They frowned as they looked at Rice, Beef, and Abdul Jabbar.

“Again?”

The drill instructors’ expressions soured.

“Why aren’t you signing and trying to run away? Hey, you guys, come here.”

Rotto gestured to them.

Rice, Beef, and Abdul Jabbar were furious. How dare they look at us, the mercenary captains, like that!

“You cult bastards! You’re all dead!”

They rushed at Rotto, and-

In less than 5 minutes, they were dragged away to sign the contract.

The terrifying sound of a disaster echoed in their ears as they were dragged away.

“The master said they were useful… but they’re not very good. I think we need to conduct guerrilla training.”

They don’t know what guerrilla training is.

But their instincts were whispering that they would soon experience hell.

The curse spirits began to attach themselves to their bodies one by one, laughing ‘Hohoho’.

* * *

“So, you’re Blood de Sharons, the fifth princess of the Vampire Kingdom?”

“That’s right.”

“Are you really a princess?”

“Can’t you tell just by looking at me?”

“Why does a princess look like that?”

“…….”

Sharons was about to burst.

This bastard is really bad. He doesn’t seem to know how much it hurts a woman to be criticized for her appearance. But she was envious.

Of Legion, who was receiving plastic surgery magic.

“Then, do you become handsome when you take off that armor?”

“Totally.”

“You’re a noble.”

“So?”

“What’s with ‘totally’ coming from a noble? Totally.”

“That’s how it is in our territory.”

“The people in your territory all use such harsh language?”

“Yeah. They even swear at me.”

Legion shuddered, terrified at the thought of Hazelra.

In the past, she even opened the windows in minus 4 degrees Fahrenheit, saying she was cleaning the room in the middle of winter. While I was sleeping. I’m also the lord. Well, my salary was a few months late, but isn’t that too much?

“You’re really pathetic.”

“Well, I think so too.”

It’s not like I’m working hard for myself.

When you think about it, I ended up like this while doing other people’s work. Now I want to find my own happiness and leave.

“Anyway, I told you who I am, so please introduce me to the plastic surgery magic practitioner.”

“Just by looking at you, you need to have full-body plastic surgery. It’s going to cost a lot of money. Everyone around you has been telling you that you’re pretty, right? That’s because you’re a princess. If you had grown up in an ordinary vampire family, everyone would have pointed fingers at you, saying you’re too ugly. You might have even been bullied. Maybe you would have committed suicide. You should be grateful to your parents. You’re born with a silver spoon in your mouth.”

Sharons was deeply hurt.

She thought she was pretty until now. But after hearing Legion’s words, she realized that wasn’t the case. The fact that everyone around her was just being agreeable because she was a princess was really convincing.

“Will I become pretty if I get full-body plastic surgery magic?”

“Of course.”

“You don’t know the results yet, do you?”

“Here.”

Legion opened a subspace and took out a portrait of the kingdom’s best theater actor. A hand made of bone popped out and handed over the portrait.

“Gasp! Th, th, that’s a lich [an undead creature], isn’t it?”

It was an unimaginable amount of magic.

Sharons unknowingly jumped up and chanted a magic spell.

The relationship between liches and vampires isn’t very good. They compete for the throne of the undead.

From a young age, Sharons had grown up hearing from her parents, ‘Liches must be wiped out!’ Naturally, she couldn’t have good feelings about liches.

But liches are too powerful.

The combat power of one lich easily surpasses the abilities of a top-tier vampire. An entire vampire unit had to be deployed to catch one lich.

If a lich is a tiger, then a vampire is a wolf.

Such a lich appeared without any warning.

It was only natural that Sharons was terrified.

“Oh, say hello. This is the lich Mamon.”

Legion said nonchalantly.

“Hi, nice to meet you.”

The lich Mamon fluttered his long hair and shone a ghastly light. He deliberately shook his long hair from side to side. The fragrance wafted dozens of meters away, showing how much effort he had put into it.

“A lich…”

“Get along well. He’s on our side. Don’t you want to get plastic surgery magic?”

At the word plastic surgery magic, Sharons withdrew her magic.

Still, the burning anger in her eyes did not subside.

Dreyzer jumped up and approached Mamon.

Mamon also knew Dreyzer. They both saw through each other that they were incredibly strong. Their skills had increased beyond imagination in the time they hadn’t seen each other.

Is he going to ask for a duel?

Dreyzer asked first.

“How do you manage your hair?”

“Hair?”

Dreyzer untied her braided hair. Her blonde hair was dry and brittle. The ends of her hair were split.

“It’s not even dyed, but the ends are split. And it falls out a lot when I wake up.”

“Ah, you can wash it with calamus water.”

“Calamus water?”

“Yeah, how to make it… Kuek!”

The lich, whose face was hit by a steel sword, returned to the subspace.

“You guys are sitting around talking nonsense.”

Legion had forgotten that he also had a bob cut.

Sharons was slightly disappointed. She touched her hair. And she recalled the lich Mamon’s hair. It was the best hair ever.

I wish I could have hair like that just once.

She made up her mind.

Not to leave Legion’s side for the time being.

This man is a plastic surgery master. If I stick by his side, I feel like I can learn a lot of know-how about plastic surgery.

“Ah, sorry. I keep getting sidetracked. Ah, this.”

Legion showed the portrait to Sharons. A handsome man was in it.

“Who is it?”

“He’s a famous theater actor in the kingdom. But I’m better looking than him.”

He’s calling himself handsome. What a great confidence.

“You’ll become that handsome after the plastic surgery magic is done?”

“Yeah.”

“Awesome. Then me too?”

“Yes, you can become pretty too.”

Again, Sharons was born with the most beautiful face ever.

But she now thinks she’s ugly. She thought she couldn’t escape this nightmare without plastic surgery magic.

For a long time-

The only way to live happily is plastic surgery magic.

“But it’s not free. You know?”

Legion shook his hands. Envelope, the envelope is open.

Dreyzer almost blew her master’s face off. What a hateful master.