Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 275

Magic is Learned for Nothing – Episode 276

# 276

Earl! Legion 1

Dragon Bone-

Mountains of Dragon Bone!

Though it has lost its magical power, what can compare to its hardness? If I’m not mistaken, the hard spine and shin bones could be sold at exorbitant prices on the black market.

The head… it’s huge, but some eccentric aristocrat might buy it to decorate their castle.

In other words, dragon bone is a pile of money!

That’s why Draizier was a little nervous.

Would this money-grubbing Legion… just leave this dragon bone alone?

Draizier looked at the completely shattered Bone Dragon.

He was so surprised by his master’s incredible power that his jaw dropped, but now is not the time to worry about that.

What remains is-

That coveted dragon shin bone.

I wanted to reinforce the handle and blade of the Tyrant’s Fang anyway… and the ax handle is also badly damaged…

Even though it was made from a branch of the World Tree that had lived for a thousand years, it couldn’t compare to dragon bone.

Spiritual power, utility, balance, and style.

Nothing can compare to this dragon bone.

How good would it feel to make a handle out of dragon bone? The hitting sensation would be so satisfying.

Ugh, just thinking about it makes me feel proud.

Draizier carefully approached the wreckage of the Bone Dragon.

I need to snatch it up quickly.

He was about to pick up the Bone Dragon’s shin bone, his pigtails of blonde hair flying.

“Stop right there!”

Legion’s voice was heard.

Draizier looked at Legion with a startled expression, grinning sheepishly. *As expected, the master is incredibly quick-witted*, he thought.

The figure is absolutely artistic! How can she create such a body with everything in the right place, nothing out of place, and no excess? Should I get plastic surgery magic too? But I refuse to wear iron armor for six months.

But really-

It’s driving me crazy the more I look at it. Black skin is also fine…

Why is she wearing a helmet? It looks like an executioner about to chop someone’s head off on the guillotine. Seen in that context… it seems even more brutal than when she’s wearing armor.

She wouldn’t say something crazy like she suits that big ax, would she? If she tries to take Tyrant’s Fang, I’ll have to run away no matter what.

“Did you call me?”

Draizier asked in a slightly subdued voice.

“Yes.”

“What’s up?”

Draizier watched Legion carefully.

Still, I’m sure I had a part in catching this Bone Dragon. Surely, after all that hard work, she’s not going to stop me from taking just one shin bone, is she?

“You’re not eyeing the bones right now, are you?”

Draizier was startled.

“I am… but? I’ll just take one shin bone.”

“What are you going to use the bones for? To give to the dog you keep at home?”

*Do you want to see the dog clutch its head and collapse? Where did you hear such a terrifying thing!* he thought.

What dog in the world has ever eaten a dragon bone shin bone?

“That’s ridiculous.”

“Then why are you taking it?”

“I need it for something.”

“No way.”

“Why!”

“I have a use for it.”

“Take it all. Just give me one shin bone. I’m not asking for much.”

“I’d like to, but have you ever seen a Bone Dragon without a shin bone?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Just what I said. Have you ever seen a Bone Dragon without a shin bone? It’s crippled. Imagine a Bone Dragon walking around with crutches. It wouldn’t be intimidating at all. What kind of Bone Dragon would that be?”

“Y-You don’t mean? You’re thinking of reviving that monster?”

“Yeah, I need to recycle it. It’s a waste.”

“How?”

“He’s over there. The new employee.”

“Who? Ah!”

Only then did Draizier recall the shuttle, who had been groaning alone without any presence. Only then did he remember what his job was.

To put it nicely, a Dark Mage.

The product of horror and madness that hangs out with corpses was none other than a Necromancer [a mage specializing in raising and controlling the dead].

That Necromancer shuttle was rolling his eyes, full of fear.

*I’m done for. I got caught by these damn humans and even signed a contract! I’m going to live as a slave for the rest of my life and then die.*

“Shuttle!”

Legion called the shuttle.

As soon as the syllable ‘Sh’ came out, ‘Yes! Shuttle coming!’ came out as an automatic reflex.

He quickly ran to Legion and stood at attention. *This is the human who finished off the Bone Dragon in one blow. No, he may look like a human on the outside, but he may not be human on the inside.*

Don’t resist unnecessarily.

Knowing how to suck up is the key to living a long life. If I act out according to my personality, my lifeline will be cut off.

“Yes, sir.”

The shuttle bent slightly at the waist and rubbed his hands together as he answered. In this posture, he can make the most servile expression in the world.

“Can you revive this?”

“Yes?”

“What do you mean yes? Can you revive this?”

“Yes?”

The shuttle looked back and forth between Legion and the pile of dragon bones, seemingly flustered. Revive it? This? How?

“Aren’t you a Necromancer?”

“I am.”

“Then you can do it. Reviving skeletons is your specialty. Revive this.”

The shuttle looked at the Bone Dragon, which was almost completely crushed, with a dumbfounded expression. It was completely shattered by the lightning strike. It didn’t even seem possible to match the bone fragments.

*How am I supposed to revive this?*

“Me?”

“Then who else is there? Is there another Necromancer here?”

In fact, he was a 6-circle Necromancer, but he was more interested in corpses and spiritual beings than skeletons. He wanted to differentiate himself from other dirty Necromancers who played with skeletons.

That’s why he’s a little weak at reviving skeletons.

At best, a 4-star skeleton warrior is his limit…

And you’re telling me to revive the Bone Dragon, which belongs to the strongest class of undead? Moreover, with this completely shattered thing that isn’t even complete?

“Why? Can’t you do it?”

Legion asked.

The curse spirit appeared and hit the back of the shuttle’s head wildly.

-You bastard, you bastard, say you can do it. You idiot. You’re slacking off. You have to do what you’re told as a newbie. You’re thinking you can’t do it from the start.

The shuttle’s head kept shaking back and forth.

Legion can see the curse spirit. The curse spirit salutes Legion.

-Loyalty, no abnormalities during duty!

Legion nodded slightly, pleased.

Thinking that he had been recognized, the curse spirit worked even harder. He mercilessly struck the back of the shuttle’s head. Thinking that it wouldn’t work, he even brought a golf club and hit the back of his head.

For reference, spirits like to go to the field to play golf every weekend to absorb energy.

The shuttle, thinking that he might die like this, nodded unconditionally.

“I can do it. Of course, I can do it.”

“Right? You can do it, right?”

“Of course. That’s right. Of course, I have to do it.”

Legion patted the shuttle’s shoulder with a proud expression. He turned his head back to Draizier.

“Sorry about that. I’ll get you a better handle later. It’s just for batting practice anyway.”

“Batting practice my ass.”

To compare the great S-class item Tyrant’s Fang to mere batting practice. If Tyrant’s Fang had ears, I’d want to cover them. They’d rot.

Legion asked the shuttle again.

“It’s impossible to revive it right now, right?”

“Probably.”

“You must have the Bone Dragon’s bones, right?”

“Yes, you must have them.”

“Then put them in here. The password is 1234. Don’t neglect your research until you revive it. Oh, Vasaravaap is coming. I’m going to go say hello.”

Legion’s figure alone is the strongest in the kingdom.

Incomparable to any man. Showing off that wonderful figure, Legion waved to Vasaravaap.

Watching Legion’s back, the shuttle sighed deeply.

Then, he started picking up the Bone Dragon’s bones and putting them into the subspace that Legion had opened.

The amount of bones alone is enormous.

To revive it perfectly, you have to find even the smallest bones.

“Skeleton soldiers! All mobilized!”

At the shuttle’s command, dozens of skeleton soldiers rose from the soil. In their hands, they held rusty pickaxes instead of rusty swords.

“Hurry up. We have to finish before the morning sun rises.”

The shuttle urged the skeleton soldiers.

-Krrrk, did you hear that? He wants us to finish before the morning sun rises.

Foreman skeleton soldiers raised their voices to their subordinates. They tirelessly searched for the wreckage of the broken Bone Dragon and put it into the subspace.

* * *

“Huh? What is it?”

Mamon, who was recovering in the subspace, was startled.

Why are so many bones coming in all at once? Even though the owner has a strange collecting habit, all sorts of strange jewels were already filling the subspace.

When Mamon used it alone, it was quite a large subspace, but now it feels quite cramped.

It’s like moving from a three-story mansion to a one-room studio apartment.

He had a lot of complaints about that…

Now, even useless bones are being pushed inside.

Lich Mamon, annoyed, poked his head out of the subspace. His long hair fluttered like a jellyfish.

When he poked his head out, the owner was gone.

Some nobodies were singing ‘Heave-ho, heave-ho, finishing another day’s work today~’ while carrying the Bone Dragon’s bones.

Not the owner, but some trash!

“Freeze.”

Mamon said to the skeleton soldiers.

The skeleton soldiers stopped immediately. The moment they saw the opponent, they immediately realized what kind of being it was. The undead monarch, whom they couldn’t dare to look at, was right in front of them.

To be honest, the Lich in front of them was scarier than the shuttle who summoned them.

The skeleton soldiers trembled, unable to move, with the Dragon Bone on their shoulders.

The shuttle was also startled. He never imagined that Mamon would pop out of the subspace.

He just thought that they were summoned from the ground or something, like skeleton soldiers.

But it seems that wasn’t the case.

The moment the shuttle saw Lich Mamon, his whole body began to tremble.

He’s a gentle sheep in front of the boss, but Lich Mamon is a monster no less than the Bone Dragon. If the boss isn’t around, he might take his life in an instant.

He’s definitely capable of that.

So, I have to say that it’s not my fault. That’s what the boss told me to do!

This is a matter of life and death.

“This is!”

“Enough. Just get down!”

“So, this is!”

“If you say any more, I’ll knock all your teeth out. Get down.”

“……”

With tears in his eyes, the shuttle had no choice but to do push-ups. The skeleton soldiers were slowly trying to run away, watching the situation.

You bastards, you can’t do that.

The shuttle squeezed out all his magic power to hold the skeleton soldiers in place.

Thanks to the full magic power, the skeleton soldiers had no choice but to bow their heads next to the shuttle without being able to return.

-Just let us go. If you’re going to get hit, get hit alone. What kind of dog-like behavior is this?

“Shut up. You ungrateful bastards.”

A bizarre scene unfolded where the summoner and the summoned pointed fingers at each other and cursed.

* * *

Legion returned to Duke Sijinpi’s mansion with Vasaravaap.

Vasaravaap and the three guardian mages hugged and kissed Legion, shouting, ‘You are the hero of the country,’ but Duke Sijinpi and his subordinates were far away.

Legion knows why…

He looked in the mirror.

As expected of a duke’s family, this expensive full-length mirror was placed in every room. Legion looked at himself in the mirror.

A perfectly sculpted muscle.

All the women will be mesmerized by this figure. As expected, it’s the undisputed strongest passive skill, ‘Explosion of Coolness’.

Up to this point, it’s art.

He put on his helmet.

Even up to this point, well… it can be argued as part of the mystique.

But-

Because he can’t wear clothes due to his body temperature, he’s only wearing short pants. It’s like wearing square pants. He’s been walking around like this.

Anyone can see that he’s a pervert.

Of course, Legion felt wronged.

Moreover, his constitution has changed because he released the iron armor early. He has to wear short sleeves even in freezing weather.

Otherwise, his body will have too much heat and cause serious damage to his organs!

Damn it!

It’s like trying to get rid of a wart and ending up with a lump.

It’s good that I got to take off the iron armor.

But telling me to walk around naked is a bit too much! If I could wear clothes, I would take off my helmet, but since I can’t wear clothes, I can’t take off my helmet either. If I had known this would happen, I would have applied the Estee Lauder that Mibaek gave me later.

Legion looked for the iron armor just in case.

He wondered if his constitution would return if he wore it for a few more days.

But what. The iron armor has disappeared somewhere. It seems that the iron armor flew away thanks to that damn Bone Dragon going crazy earlier.

So, Legion decided.

Bone Dragon, you bastard, just you wait until you come back to life. You’re dead.