Magic is Learned for Nothing – Episode 265
# 265
A Man Who Was a Traitor in His Past Life 2
Over 100 guards, armed with spears and swords, were approaching Legion and Drezzer near the inn.
Drezzer sighed deeply.
It seemed the commotion was getting bigger and bigger. All they wanted was the Skin Powder.
Why did they keep interfering like this?
In reality, Legion and Drezzer had no idea that the capital, Poman, was heading towards catastrophe because of them.
Unbeknownst to them, they were sitting on wyverns [large, winged reptiles] that were traveling at speeds of hundreds of kilometers.
“What are you going to do?”
Drezzer asked Legion.
What to do? Legion was also a little annoyed.
“Let’s blow them all away.”
-You mustn’t kill them.
In battle, life and death are up to fate.
-You mustn’t kill them. You have to leave at least a little room to escape.
Just don’t get caught.
-You never know what will happen.
Okay. I’ll be careful.
Legion nodded. As he stepped forward, the guards who were slowly approaching stopped walking.
The pressure Legion exerted was beyond imagination.
Even without the power of the Dark Lord, he was strong. Instinctively, the soldiers couldn’t approach Legion.
Still, they were public officials who lived off the kingdom’s taxes.
If they retreated here and were forcibly discharged, they wouldn’t receive a pension.
Why do citizens choose to be guards, even though they know it’s a dangerous job?
The salary is lower than other jobs.
But unless they did something really wrong, they wouldn’t be fired. The best thing was that if they retired at the age of 65, they would receive a pension regularly until they died.
Other old people had no jobs and made a living by selling waste paper.
In comparison, guards or public officials had a secure future in their old age.
So they overcame their fear.
“Drop your weapons!”
The captain of the guard shouted.
“If you drop your weapons, we’ll take extenuating circumstances into account.”
Extenuating circumstances? Legion scoffed.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t have time to joke around with you guys.”
Legion spread his hands wide. After his magic power increased, the feel of ancient magic was very satisfying.
It was very efficient, powerful, and simple.
It was the same now.
It seemed like it would be good to use this magic to chase away those gnats.
“Call the Gatling.”
Instantly-
Numerous magic bullets began to fire from Legion’s fingers.
The magic bullets were not easily visible to the eye. The size was smaller than a knuckle, maybe the size of a small bean.
Hundreds of such magic bullets began to fire in rapid succession.
Babababababab-
The explosive power was not that great.
But the penetration was amazing. The wooden walls were pierced through and passed through to the next wall. Some guards quickly brought wagons to block the front, but it was useless.
Babababababab-
The wagon quickly became a honeycomb.
“Sh, shield bearers!”
The captain of the guard shouted.
“We’re annihilated!”
“What?”
“Look over there!”
The adjutant pointed to one side of the alley. More than twenty shield bearers were groaning and collapsing on the floor.
The shield, which had been hardened by mixing mithril [a fictional metal] with steel, was riddled with holes like a honeycomb.
The soldiers fell without being able to block the magic bullets.
They were mostly hit in the arms and legs, so their lives were not in danger, but they were completely unable to fight.
Bababababa-
Numerous magic bullets flew over the soldiers’ heads.
The guards, who were already intimidated by Don Quixote, trembled with their heads buried on the floor.
“Damn it.”
The captain of the guard knew that the battle was over.
Already more than half of the soldiers were injured in their arms and legs and collapsed on the floor.
It was impossible to maintain the front line any longer.
“Don Quixote!”
They were truly cruel and terrifying monsters, as the rumors said.
“Retreat! Retreat! Fall back!”
The captain of the guard gave the order.
As soon as his order fell, the guards grabbed the back of their injured comrades’ necks and crawled out of the alley.
All sorts of screams echoed from that place.
People who had been sleeping and people who had been drinking were secretly watching the sudden large-scale slaughter without even breathing.
Everyone who witnessed this shouted in unison.
“The most cruel and worst murderer in the history of the continent is Don Quixote!”
“Gulp.”
Raiden, who watched the situation, swallowed hard.
He fired thousands of magic bullets from his fingers. It was an attack magic that broke his common sense.
No, it was magic that he had never even imagined.
It was difficult to compare in terms of power, but wasn’t this a range attack at the level of a dragon’s breath?
Bombardment magic like Meteor is at the level of an 8-circle master, but it is not very effective unless it is a fixed target.
There are even people who say, ‘Wow, it looks good. I should watch it until it falls,’ while watching a meteor falling from the sky.
What about the magic from a while ago in comparison?
It’s really beyond imagination.
The most surprising thing is that Don Quixote is a magician.
“What on earth…….”
There was no end to the abilities that monster possessed.
Raiden spread his palm and looked at it. White magic was forming. Frost made with a moment’s breath. He could say that he had found 50% of his original ability with this much. It was only 50%, but he was still a little confident.
He felt like his whole body was overflowing with power.
However, the moment he saw that monster’s magic, he became a man who bowed his head again.
“Let’s go. We have to go. Now, while that monster is paying attention to other things.”
Sarah Connor grabbed Raiden’s arm and pulled.
She was already dressed. She was also wearing light armor. It wasn’t enough to block that monster’s magic bullets, but it was better than nothing.
“Yes, let’s go.”
“Where should we go?”
“Let’s get out of the capital first.”
“And then?”
“After we completely escape from their grasp, let’s request the guild. I think it would be better to contact Marquis Porse through the guild.”
Sarah Connor nodded. She thought that would be better too.
No matter how wide the capital was, she thought it would be difficult to escape that monster’s eyes if she stayed here.
If she got out of the capital and hid somewhere, that monster wouldn’t be able to find her.
“Let’s go.”
Sarah Connor took the lead and went down the stairs.
She headed to the stable behind the inn. The horses had eaten and rested enough, so they would be able to escape with strength.
“Giddy up!”
They drove the horses without looking back.
But- Legion’s hawk eyes had already spotted them.
“Wheeeee!”
As he whistled, the ghost horses came running.
Legion grabbed the reins of the ghost horse and tried to get on. The ghost horse flinched. Its eyes were full of fear.
“Haa, are you scared?”
Nod nod.
“Just hold on a little longer. If I catch those guys, I won’t ride you again.”
Legion made a promise to the ghost horse.
Even so, the ghost horse was afraid. Its back was broken back then. It just snapped in half. It would be much better to pull a wagon instead…….
The ghost horse tapped the floor with its hooves.
-Write me a contract too.
“Now?”
Nod nod.
“Let’s do it later.”
Shake shake.
“I’m busy, can’t we do it later?”
Shake shake.
Reluctantly, Legion had no choice but to quickly write a contract.
-I, Legion, will never ride Ghost Horse 1 again after this is over. If I break this promise, my soul will be eaten by the ghost horse.
“Okay, is that okay?”
Nod nod.
Only then did the ghost horse allow Legion to ride it. Legion got on the ghost horse.
-Krrrrrrrr.
The ghost horse thought both of its knee cartilages were breaking.
It barely held on. It clenched its teeth and started running.
Yes, let’s just catch those bastards. If I catch them, I don’t have to carry this monster again.
With that thought in mind, the ghost horse ran faster than usual.
* * *
Don Quixote and Jack Nicher drank strong whiskey and fell asleep.
They hadn’t slept properly lately. They realized for the first time that they had so many enemies.
Only then did they sincerely regret having committed so many murders.
Resentment calls for resentment.
So they decided not to do the dark things that the royal family did anymore.
To do that, they came to the capital first.
As soon as they entered Poman, the capital, there were no more attacks from those guys. It seemed that it was too much of a burden to openly aim for their lives here.
They were planning to sleep well today and go to the Rose Palace early tomorrow.
They were going to meet Count Marco Polo, the head of the intelligence agency, and tell him that they would no longer live as dogs of the royal family.
Of course, they would lose a lot.
They would have to give up their huge salary and their license to kill would disappear. Their lives would be quite uncomfortable from now on.
They were willing to endure all of that.
They couldn’t live like this forever.
If they could, they were thinking of abandoning their honor and name and living in seclusion.
They should marry innocent country girls and farm.
Someone might ask Don Quixote. With that appearance? Don Quixote would answer like this.
I have more money than you.
They had a drink and went to bed.
They went to bed, but a bright ear disturbed their mood.
-Kill Don Quixote!
-Catch Don Quixote!
-Don Quixote is causing national strife!
-Don Quixote is trying to split the country in two!
-It turns out that Don Quixote was a traitor for generations.
Don Quixote, unable to bear it, got up from his seat. He looked at Jack Nicher and asked.
“What the hell is this?”
“W, well.”
Jack Nicher also seemed embarrassed. He was relieved inside. Thanks to Don Quixote, I’m getting less hate.
Of course, he couldn’t express it on the outside.
Only Don Quixote got out of bed and opened the window.
Many people were marching in the streets. Somehow, he felt that a dangerous energy was rising.
Many citizens were marching with pamphlets.
-The Gongwang faction must step down!
Citizens also rushed in from the opposite side.
-The Gukwang faction must not jeopardize the safety of the citizens! Step down and be judged by history!
The number of citizens was increasing.
The words he heard in the meantime made Don Quixote’s heart sink.
-Hang the personal Don Quixote of the dictator!
The Gongwang faction citizens shouted.
-Kill Don Quixote!
The citizen faction also shouted.
Don Quixote looked at Jack Nicher.
Why are you only picking on me!