Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 246

# 247

A Tearful Letter 1

Dreyzaire received a letter.

He looked at Legion with a puzzled gaze. A man with a liver bigger than his heart [meaning someone exceptionally bold or audacious].

It was hard to believe he was only 19 years old.

He was like a raccoon who had been through thick and thin [implying someone streetwise and resilient]. Moreover, after donning the ironclad armor, no one could guess his age.

Perfect-

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A con artist, perhaps.

There are only two types of people who know about Legion.

One type says, ‘He has become a lord of darkness,’ and people will respond with, ‘I knew he would become that someday.’

The other type says, ‘Don’t talk nonsense. He is a hero.’

Dreyzaire couldn’t understand why such extreme evaluations were made.

And the biggest problem is himself.

He knows that he is a kind and good person.

He wanted to grab his master’s hand and say, ‘You’re not kind. Look in the mirror.’

His eyes would roll back, and he would torment me for the rest of my life. Let’s not say such things.

“This letter isn’t for me, is it? It might be a very important letter for the master. Or it could be a secret. Do you still want me to read it?”

Legion turned his head towards Dreyzaire.

Clang, clang.

“I am not ashamed that you know everything about me. Read it. It’s okay.”

Dreyzaire shuddered.

What kind of cheesy line is that? There’s no need to say such things.

Just tell me to read it.

Natalie looked at Legion and Dreyzaire with envious eyes, as if saying, ‘Indeed, the friendship between men is wonderful.’

That’s not it. Please don’t look at me like that.

“I’m really going to read it.”

“Even if it says that I am not my father’s son, it’s okay if you read it.”

Don’t overdo it!

“Alright. Ahem. Then I shall read it. To the esteemed Baron Legion.”

Dreyzaire slowly began to read the letter written in Senca’s own handwriting.

-To the esteemed Baron Legion.

Have you been well?

Your fame has reached even here.

As expected, my eyes were not mistaken. You are a hero of the kingdom, helping all races without discrimination.

Ah~!

I want to burn myself by your side [expressing intense admiration or longing].

Dreyzaire frowned and almost tore up the letter.

What kind of flowery language is this? This is a real problem. Quite a few people, elves, dwarves, and other races, go crazy when they see Legion.

A hero?

What a load of crap.

Where do you see that?

“What’s wrong?”

“Ah, nothing. I’ll keep reading.”

Dreyzaire panicked, worried that his feelings might have shown on his face, and began to read the letter again.

-The reason I am writing is about the Full Body Reshaping Magic that is being cast on Legion.

As soon as the words ‘Full Body Reshaping Magic’ came out, Legion’s heart sank.

He had a feeling that ominous words would jump out of the letter. If there were no problems, she wouldn’t have sent a letter through her daughter.

Gulp.

Legion swallowed dryly without realizing it. He prayed with both hands that everything would pass peacefully.

-The time for Legion’s Full Body Reshaping Magic is running out. By now, Legion’s muscles and bones, which were as flimsy as slime, should have returned to normal to some extent.

This is also the most painful period. You will be dying to take off the ironclad armor. Your patience will be reaching its limit. I know that this is a pain that no one else could endure.

I once again commend Legion’s will to endure such pain in the hope of becoming handsome.

But you must not be careless. Now is the time to grit your teeth and endure even more. If the bones and muscles are set now, they may not be able to be reversed. They will become strangely and completely solidified. Please, please be careful.

Enough with the preamble.

Let’s keep it short since I know all this.

-The reason I am writing is.

The main point is coming.

-When the Full Body Reshaping Magic is over, you will have to take off the ironclad armor. That is the most important part. Because the body has been inside the ironclad armor for a long time, it will recognize the ironclad armor as skin. Therefore, separating the skin and the ironclad armor naturally is the most important finishing touch in the Full Body Reshaping Magic.

The thing that makes this possible is a mineral called Skin Powder. Grind the Skin Powder into a fine powder and put it inside the ironclad armor along with a magical liquid. Then the skin and the ironclad armor will separate.

But!

The great thief Sarah Connor has stolen the Skin Powder.

You bad woman!

Legion staggered.

Of course.

I knew something ominous was going to happen. Is that why the cuckoo cried so sadly this morning?

-You must be very surprised by now.

Yes, I am surprised.

I can’t believe that thief stole that precious Skin Powder. No one knew that the Skin Powder was gone for a week because she was so elusive.

But!

Who am I?

I’m Senca.

I put a unique Dark Elf tracking magic on the Skin Powder. Our Dark Elves cannot chase after the thief. As you know, we are still rebuilding the village after that mess.

Therefore, I hope that the hero Baron Legion will catch the great thief Sarah Connor and bring back the Skin Powder.

Again, the Skin Powder is an essential item for the Full Body Reshaping Magic.

Also, please note that the Skin Powder will be useless if too much time passes. The ironclad armor and the skin will stick together as one.

Legion staggered again.

So, what?

I lost the magic tool for the plastic surgery, and you’re telling me to go find it?

This is so unfair.

He turned his head towards Natalie.

“My thoughts are right, aren’t they?”

“…….”

Natalie slightly frowned her beautiful eyebrows. Her beauty shines more and more as the days go by.

She doesn’t have an overwhelming appearance like Sharonz, nor does she exude haughtiness like Hazelre, nor does she have a healthy beauty like Jonas, nor is she as flamboyant as Napalm, nor does she have the strength of Queens.

Natalie gave off the feeling of a pure flower.

People passing by would unknowingly stop and turn their heads to look at Natalie.

Her appearance was like a fragrance.

But to Legion, her appearance smelled like poop.

Natalie didn’t understand what Legion was saying. ‘My thoughts are right?’ It’s as if he’s mistaken himself for having learned mind-reading.

But still, because he is the respected Lord Legion.

“Lord Legion’s thoughts are always right.”

“Yeah, really… my life is crap. It seems to be completely twisted.”

Tears welled up in his eyes.

He was so happy that something good suddenly happened. Promotion to Count. Moreover, skipping over Viscount and becoming a Count in one go.

But there was a trap of fate.

If I can’t find the Skin Powder…

Life is over!

Whether it’s black skin or whatever, it’s all over. What’s the point of having to live in ironclad armor for the rest of my life?

The dream of going to a hot spring and soaking in the water goes down the drain. Only Dreyzaire will be happy.

“I’ll keep reading.”

“Yeah, read it.”

Legion’s voice was dejected. It was a despondent voice as if he had given up on the world.

-Natalie can track the Skin Powder. I hope you find the Skin Powder with my daughter.

There is not much time left.

I may not be by your side. Therefore, I have passed on everything about the Full Body Reshaping Magic to my daughter. If I can’t get here in time, please resolve it locally.

May there be endless glory in your future.

Good luck.

“What the hell.”

Legion cursed without realizing it. Resolve it locally?

It’s supposed to be a legendary plastic surgery magic!

It’s not some illegal procedure, so why resolve it haphazardly locally?

What if my skin really becomes ironclad armor? That means I’ll have to poop standing up for the rest of my life.

-Even if the world deceives you, do not be angry or sad.

Shut up!

You stay quiet.

-Okay.

Legion sighed about ten times in a row and turned his head towards Natalie.

Natalie was filled with great dreams.

She doesn’t just respect Legion. He was her ideal type.

The voice of Sergeant Kim who returned from hell, the murderous aura caused by the automatic activation device for killing intent, the always bloodshot eyes, the overwhelming hardware.

Everything about him made it difficult to approach him.

But Natalie was wearing serious rose-colored glasses [seeing things unrealistically].

The Legion seen through her eyes was no different from the hero who defeated the Dark Lord in the past.

The Natalie seen through Legion’s eyes was no different from a dwarf that the goddess of beauty Venus had failed to create. To make a comparison, she looked similar to Princess Fiona from the play Shrek, which was popular at one time.

“Where is this Sarah Connor or whatever?”

Legion asked.

“She is moving to the capital of the kingdom.”

“The capital of the kingdom?”

“Yes.”

“That’s good.”

That’s a relief.

He receives the title of Count directly from the king. Vasarabab told him not to be late under any circumstances. What would happen if I didn’t go to the investiture ceremony? If I’m not careful, I could even have my title taken away.

How many nobles and royals would be okay with canceling the appointment and making the king wait all day? Except for the political enemy Duke Gong and his opposition, there probably wouldn’t be any.

Therefore, I had to go to the investiture ceremony.

“That’s good. But there’s one thing I’m curious about.”

Dreyzaire, who had read the letter, asked.

“What?”

“That investiture ceremony.”

“What about it?”

“Is it okay to stand in front of the king wearing ironclad armor?”

“…….”

Legion was speechless. It was a problem he hadn’t even thought of.

Entering the king’s presence wearing blood-soaked ironclad armor? Without even taking off the helmet? Would any nobles and royals allow that?

“That’s right. It’s a problem.”

“The problem is solved if you just take off the ironclad armor.”

Natalie chimed in.

That’s right.

The problem is solved if I take off the ironclad armor…?

No!

What about this black skin?

“Ugh! I’m so stressed! I’m definitely not going to live long.”

Legion put his hand on his helmet and screamed. Nothing was working out.

Dreyzaire looked at such Legion with pitiful eyes.

The spirit of misfortune attached to his shoulder stealthily flew towards Legion as if swimming.

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“Please, just this one thing…”

Magician Mibaek grabbed Legion’s ankle and clung to him.

His eyes were bruised blue from being hit by the bundle of gold coins that Legion had thrown.

Legion was in a hurry.

Not only was he mentally in a hurry, but the actual situation was also very urgent. There was a mountain of things to deal with all at once.

So, I prioritized.

1. Find the damn Sarah Connor and go to the capital.

2. Catch Sarah Connor and take back the Skin Powder.

3. Take off the ironclad armor.

4. Regain the ‘Explosion of Coolness’ skill.

5. Return the skin to its original color.

6. Attend the investiture ceremony.

7. The king’s daughter, who happened to be visiting, falls in love with me.

8. Marry the king’s daughter.

9. Become the king’s son-in-law.

This was Legion’s plan.

For reference, the king doesn’t have a daughter, but Legion didn’t know that.

So, Legion had to hurry to the capital and catch Sarah Connor or whatever.

Before going, the first thing to do was to buy Estée Lauder’s Brown Bottle from Mibaek. It was an item that had to be purchased no matter how much it cost.

Without the magic cosmetics he had, he would never be able to return to his original skin color.

It was an unimaginable ultra-high price, but he was willing to pay any amount of money.

But!

This damn bastard is refusing to sell it, acting stubborn.

“I can’t. I really can’t. The Duke Gong’s wife and Marchioness Porse’s wife are the next customers. I’ll die if I don’t get the items on time.”

“I’ll die if I don’t have that either! Give it to me. Hey! Look at this.”

Legion took a deep breath and opened his face shield.

The color had definitely faded a little. But it was still black skin. All that was visible were white teeth. Fortunately, the teeth weren’t yellow.

“Do you see it?”

“I see it.”

“Your cosmetics will turn it back to its original skin, right?”

“I can’t guarantee it.”

“Even if you can’t guarantee it, it’s certain that it will change to some extent, right?”

“Yes.”

“So give it to me! You bastard!”

Legion threw a bag full of gold. Unfortunately, the bag hit Mibaek’s face.

Legion is a man with a conscience.

He paid twice the market price. But the weight was not insignificant. Mibaek’s neck snapped back from being hit by the bag of gold. It seemed like his neck bone was dislocated.

“You demon!”

“Baron Legion was a demon!”

“Ah, poor Mibaek.”

Numerous people around witnessed such Legion. In their eyes, Legion was equivalent to an attempted murderer.