Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 263

Magic is Learned for Nothing – 264

# 264

A Man Who Was a Traitor in His Past Life 1

Mammon is idle again today.

He doesn’t even twitch until his master summons him, regardless of whether they’re stirring, frying, or deep-frying something.

Is his master in danger?

Shouldn’t a true hero overcome challenges on their own?

Mammon has mastered all the secrets to becoming strong. He’s read an enormous number of books, too.

Generally, the path to becoming strong is straightforward.

However, the path to becoming *super* strong is virtually impossible without the intervention of fate.

First of all, a super strong person must face numerous trials.

They must have been sickly or ill since childhood. Overcoming that, training relentlessly, and surviving near-death experiences about 300 times is the only way to *barely* achieve it.

To become super strong, one must experience many hardships and encounter numerous lucky coincidences.

They might accidentally eat a bellflower root on the road, only to discover it’s wild ginseng, or they soak in what they think is a hot spring, only to find out it’s a mystical liquid called Gungcheong petroleum [a fictional, highly potent substance].

They get lost and wander into a cave, where there’s a skeleton.

They kneel and bow to the skeleton, who says, ‘Oh, a kind junior. I have a provision prepared for you,’ and teaches them martial arts.

Only when such trials and coincidences overlap can one reach the level of super strong.

If Legion heard Mammon’s ‘Super Strong Theory,’ he would strangle him, grind him into dust, and dismantle him.

“You! You son of a bitch! You’re saying I have to go through *more* trials here? Let’s die together!”

Because Mammon has such a ‘Super Strong Theory,’ he never steps forward unless his master summons him.

So, he was leisurely lying in his subspace, watching numerous videos he had recently purchased from the Seongdo Poman department store.

Indeed, content needs a good story!

He’s seen enough plays and musicals, so there’s not much left to watch. But… recently, an amazing hair designer from a neighboring kingdom was creating a sensation.

The hair care content he creates!

He replayed the videos several times.

Each kingdom had different methods for improving hair texture. He’s particularly interested in scalp massages these days. They say scalp massages improve hair texture….

Did I even *have* skin? Even if I don’t, wouldn’t a massage make it better? Or would it have no effect?

He was pondering this when it happened.

Mammon suddenly raised his head. An incredibly ominous energy was piercing through his entire body. If he had skin, every hair would have stood on end.

“What is this?”

It was a shockingly evil and powerful energy.

He had only seen such a presence emitting its existence so intensely once before.

The ‘Black Dragon’s Blood’ that had materialized in the Vampire Kingdom.

But the energy he felt now was different.

If the Black Dragon’s Blood was a vague evil, this energy clearly harbored ‘hatred.’

Hatred for life!

Primal hatred held by the dead!

Even Mammon, the strongest being among the undead, a Lich, began to tremble all over from this endless hatred.

Something beyond his abilities was awakening.

“What the hell…”

Mammon reached out and opened the subspace.

It seemed he had to directly confirm the identity of whatever it was.

* * *

Sarah Connor and Raiden settled in a shabby inn on the outskirts of Seongdo Poman.

There were no pursuers.

They wanted to leave Seongdo immediately, but that was difficult. After all, they had to hand over the Skin Powder to the Marquis tomorrow.

Fortunately, it was still quiet here.

The fat innkeeper took 2 silver coins and led them to a moldy-smelling room. Luckily, it was summer, so they could open the window and ventilate.

They didn’t have much to complain about.

In the current situation, this room was a blessing. They didn’t know when that monster would come after them.

Raiden shuddered, thinking of the seemingly immortal ironclad warrior.

‘Even if I regain my strength… can I beat that guy?’

He clenched his fist tightly.

If he could just regain the power of his former 7-star master, he would never lose.

Raiden thought so and steeled his resolve.

“You should wash up first.”

Raiden said, looking at Sarah Connor.

“No, you go first. I’ll wash up later.”

Sarah Connor smiled brightly.

She doesn’t let go of her smile even in this situation. He thought she was truly amazing again.

Raiden entered the bathroom.

As he took off his clothes, his firm body, covered in countless scars, was reflected in the mirror. Although his inner strength had declined, his body was not broken. He entered the hot water, took a stance, and focused his mind.

Mana moved through his limbs and expanded his cells.

It felt like the inside of his rusted blood vessels was being cleaned.

Frost formed on the bathtub.

The frost gradually spread in all directions.

The entire bathroom turned into a freezer. Icicles formed on the ceiling.

The hot water quickly cooled down.

Mana was rapidly filling the newly awakened blood vessels. He was recovering little by little.

Could he recover tonight?

Probably not. But he had to do something. Otherwise, it would be impossible to face that monster.

To protect Sarah Connor, a confrontation with him was inevitable.

The problem is Dreizehn… If he attacks him with the ironclad warrior, the game itself won’t even be established [meaning the fight would be unfairly skewed].

Yet, he let him go.

What is he thinking?

Creak-

The bathroom door opened, and Sarah Connor entered. She was covering her entire body with a long towel.

Her slender arms and legs were immediately visible.

“No need for a freezer.”

Sarah Connor said with a smile.

Raiden got up from his seat. His firm phallus howled at the moon. Awoo!

The 300 million sperm were raging madly.

“Charge!”

Humanity’s savior, John Connor, is about to be born.

* * *

Sreureureuk-

Shuttle’s skeleton soldiers began to surround the inn.

A grim aura filled the inn’s surroundings. A quiet back alley. A place with few people, where occasional drunkards who came to relieve themselves were surprised and ran away without looking back.

Shuttle even summoned three skeleton wizards.

With his abilities, he could summon 3rd Circle skeleton wizards [a ranking system for magic users]. They couldn’t use all the magic like human 3rd Circle wizards, but they were capable of launching quite powerful attack magic.

However, their stamina was so weak that they would quickly disappear without skeleton soldiers to hold the line in front.

The reason Shuttle was going this far was simple.

He thought he had only been hindering Legion’s path so far.

He might become suspicious if he wasn’t careful.

He hadn’t shown enough. He needed to earn merit quickly so that Legion would trust him. That’s why he was squeezing out all his abilities to capture Sarah Connor.

Of course, Legion had no idea what Shuttle was thinking. It would be more accurate to say he wasn’t thinking about it at all.

“Deployment complete.”

Shuttle said to Legion. Legion nodded.

“Don’t miss her this time.”

“Understood.”

In reality, he was a negligible force, but Legion thought he would be enough to annoy the opponent.

Didn’t they say praise makes even whales dance [a Korean idiom meaning praise motivates even the most powerful]?

Legion was thinking that as he turned his head towards the inn.

Bweeek, bweeek.

The guards came running, blowing their whistles.

Shuttle frowned.

The skeleton soldiers’ very secretive deployment had all gone to waste.

He saw it was that bastard from before.

“Oh, it’s you again. Why do you keep summoning skeleton soldiers in the city? Take this ticket and pay the fine of nearly 5 gold at the government office.”

Shuttle was also annoyed.

“Damn it, where does it say you can get the same ticket twice in one day? It’s 10 gold. *10 gold*. Is 10 gold some kid’s name [a rhetorical question implying the amount is significant]?”

“That’s what I’m saying. I told you not to summon skeleton soldiers in the city. I told you it’s prohibited by law because of the disgust it causes!”

Shuttle realized his temples were throbbing. This guy doesn’t understand. What kind of public official works this hard?

“Please let it go.”

Shuttle, gritting his teeth, took out 1 gold from his pocket and handed it to the guard.

“Oh, what do you take me for?”

“If I pay 10 gold, my family will starve to death. Please let it go.”

“This is…”

The guard made a troubled expression, repeating that he couldn’t, he couldn’t.

Legion and Dreizehn watched them with dumbfounded expressions.

Seriously-

They’re playing around.

They don’t know what they’re doing when this isn’t the time for that.

“Huh? Uh, uh, uh?”

Another guard on patrol recognized Legion and Dreizehn.

“Te, terrorists! Don Deckman and Jack Nicher!”

He shouted in horror. He hurriedly put the whistle in his mouth and blew it madly.

Bweeiiiiik!

Bweeiiiiiiiiik!

“Don Deckman and Jack Nicher, who attacked the Marquis’s family, are here! Call for reinforcements!”

Legion and Dreizehn thought they wouldn’t be caught if they wore skeleton masks… but it seemed they were wrong.

In fact, no matter how much they wore masks, everyone who saw them said this.

“The attackers were Don Deckman and Jack Nicher.”

As a result, the guards defending Seongdo Poman were in an uproar. The intelligence agency was keeping a close eye on them. But they were so elusive that they lost them.

That’s how the accident happened.

Guards who had gone out on external duties and guards who had left work were all called back.

They had entered a state of alert and had to catch ‘Don Deckman and Jack Nicher’ no matter what.

The King’s faction and the Duke’s faction were on the verge of an all-out war because of their attack on the Marquis’s family.

Everyone was armed and ready to jump out at any time.

If the security forces in charge of public order couldn’t catch ‘Don Deckman and Jack Nicher’ and hear the truth, a civil war would break out.

In a word, the eve of a storm.

At that time, a guard discovered Don Deckman and Jack Nicher.

At least one company, about 100 guards, fully armed, began to rush towards Legion and Dreizehn in an instant.