Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 286

Great Forge.

Molten metal flowed endlessly from the massive furnace.

It was the highest quality molten metal, rarely seen even in the best blacksmithies. About 30 dwarves were blowing air with all their might to keep the flames roaring.

Other dwarves received the molten metal and hammered it relentlessly, sweat pouring down their faces.

Over 300 dwarves were pouring their hearts and souls into this place, treating it as if it were their hometown, fully demonstrating their skills.

This place was the perfect environment to showcase their capabilities.

A place full of a good working environment and good ore! They knew very well that it was almost impossible to find a place with such conditions to ignite their artistic spirit.

So, they began to churn out tremendous works competitively.

As a result, the finest goods sold at the ‘Dwarf Shop’ near the smithy began to pile up.

Moreover, at incredibly low prices.

To put it bluntly, you could buy an item that costs 1,000 gold coins in a kingdom department store for only 200 gold coins here.

Of course, only for a while.

Legion had already established a plan to use it as a kind of loss leader [a product sold at a loss to attract customers] to attract people for the time being, and then gradually raise prices when the department store opened later.

Of course, Bide, the head of the Great Forge, agreed to it.

When the department store opened, they would divide the goods into grades and charge proper prices. They were also preparing ultra-low-priced, rip-off products to sell only to people brought in by guides from time to time.

He was going to create ‘Wyvern World’ by bundling Legion’s territory, the port city of Ciem, and Wyvern Village together.

It was like one huge special economic zone.

A generous 50 percent discount for the territory residents living in the Alexander family’s territory. Outsiders would be charged properly using a fixed price system.

These days, Legion often dreamed of swimming in piles of gold. Whenever that happened, he felt strangely like a talking duck.

“Okay, that’s it.”

Bide said, tapping the tail of the resurrected Bone Dragon.

-Krrr.

The Bone Dragon wagged its tail.

It seemed quite satisfied, flashing its sharp teeth and smiling contentedly.

Surprisingly, the Bone Dragon was gradually understanding human speech. This was because Mark used his artificial intelligence transfer technology to insert a small chip into the Bone Dragon’s empty skull.

Inserting a chip smaller than a baby fingernail into a huge head might not seem like much, but strangely enough, it started using its head quite a bit.

According to Mark, the dragon had an IQ of over 2,000 when it was alive.

Legion was shocked.

An IQ of 2,000.

If the IQ is 2,000, isn’t that the smartest being in Middle Earth?

But why does it act so dumb?

“Can’t we restore its old IQ?”

-I don’t know, because my head is empty. But if you fill the brain haphazardly, you’ll just create weaknesses, so even if a way comes up, it’s better to hold back if possible.

So, I decided not to do it… I’m a little uneasy, but it’s still nice and listens to me well, so I have to take comfort in that.

It also has a good relationship with Lich Mamon.

The order between the two was determined by age…

“I have lived for 250 years. You are an undead who is barely three months old! Kneel, that is the difference in status between you and me!”

The Bone Dragon didn’t seem to understand, but it seemed to have decided to serve Mamon as its older brother.

The two honed their friendship by flying together whenever they had time.

When flying high in the sky, it looked as if the Bone Dragon and Mamon had merged when viewed from below…

It looked so dangerous that Legion felt dizzy.

“Aren’t those bastards going to accuse us of being the incarnation of evil and try to destroy the continent?”

“…”

Dreyzer didn’t answer.

It was hard to hold back the words, ‘If those guys are the incarnation, then you, master, are the source of evil itself,’ which were welling up in his throat.

In fact, that day is coming soon.

The day Mamon and the Bone Dragon are recognized, plunging the continent into fear and shock.

The bards will sing of that day as ‘The Last Day of the Kingdom’.

It’s still a long way off.

The reason the Bone Dragon came to the Great Forge was because of its missing tail.

Since Sepia and Shuttle had already made *gomtang* [Korean oxtail soup] with it, the tail could not be regenerated. Above all, there were ribs missing in places, some fingers were gone, and there were parts that had disappeared completely, so I had no choice but to think of a last resort.

“I don’t mean to be derogatory, but isn’t a disabled dragon a bit…”

So, Legion visited Bide with the Bone Dragon.

Then Bide came up with a different idea.

“I think I can barely match the strength of the existing skeleton in other parts. But this tail.”

“What about the tail?”

“How about attaching a flail?”

“Flail?”

“Yes, I think it would look much cooler.”

“Ho! That sounds like a good idea.”

Legion and Bide were on the same page.

What was born was a terrifying flail with countless black iron thorns attached to its huge tail.

The diameter is twice the height of an adult male.

The weight is over 5 tons. Is there anyone who can withstand being hit by that? In a word, it was a flail that could be called a moving siege weapon.

It strikes with an overwhelming mass that far exceeds magical power, so it cannot be blocked by mediocre barriers.

-Krrr (Master, can I go play)?

The Bone Dragon asked.

“Where are you going?”

-Krrr (I wanted to try using my tail).

“Okay, come back by dinner.”

-Krrr (Okay).

The Bone Dragon flapped its huge wings. It was several times larger than Nubyeo Nubyeo. When the Bone Dragon spread both wings, it reached 100 meters. Its enormity was truly showing an overwhelming sense of intimidation.

When the Bone Dragon flapped both wings, the dwarves who were secretly watching at Crate Forge tumbled down.

Originally, dragons and dwarves are close to natural enemies.

Of course, dwarves also hate dragons. They hate it, but they can’t resist it. If they make a dragon angry, all the dwarves in the world may be massacred.

But this Bone Dragon is an ally.

Nevertheless, the dwarves could not stand in front of the Bone Dragon. It was a problem caused by the memories of being severely abused being engraved in their souls.

Regardless of the dwarves’ feelings, the Bone Dragon disappeared into the sky in an instant. It’s amazing that such a huge Bone Dragon moves so quickly that it can’t even be seen.

“Even the Bone Dragon is a subordinate… You really are…”

Bide was about to say that he had become a demon king.

Apparently, he has no awareness of that at all.

After living for so long, I realized that no matter what I say to a human being who is blocking his ears like this, it is useless. Is it like reading scriptures to a cow?

If you read scriptures to a cow, does the cow understand?

Was that what it meant?

Oh? Then shouldn’t I talk to Legion too? Bide felt something strange and fell into thought.

Well, someone will tell me even if I don’t.

Dreyzer?

Isn’t that human also a demon king?

Lich Mamon?

That monster originally summons the demon king to destroy humanity.

Sepia?

She is like the right arm of the demon king.

Bacon, Lotto, Haimo…

They’re like mid-bosses who will be defeated by a hero.

When the hero invades, I should advise him not to level up awkwardly, but to defeat him with all his might at once.

Bide looked at Legion with anxious eyes.

I didn’t know it before, but when I look at it like this, I see it again. Isn’t the face hidden in the helmet actually wearing the expression of a demon king descended from hell?

The surroundings are all terrifying guys.

No matter how you look at it, the existence called the demon king in ancient books seems to be Legion, but Legion doesn’t seem to be aware of that fact.

But what can I do…

Let it be. Surely I won’t die.

“The smithy has really grown while I wasn’t looking.”

Legion asked.

“Half of our village has moved here.”

“Really? That’s good. Do you need anything?”

“Um… not really. The Devil’s Road to the mountains is also being drilled well.”

“Devil’s Road? What is that?”

“Ah, isn’t the main road to the kingdom the King’s Road? The road that penetrates the Dusselrup Mountains from here is called the Devil’s Road.”

“Huh? Really? It doesn’t sound good, but…”

“It’s okay. I think it’s a very fitting name.”

“…”

“More than that, it seems that dwarves from other regions are also thinking of moving here…”

“And?”

Legion’s brow furrowed slightly. I smell it, I smell it. This means you want money.

“I’m not planning to make a plan in a hurry, but as you know, we need some space for the dwarves to live.”

Indeed!

Legion quickly turned his head. How do I refuse this?

“I heard you had something to say?”

“Ah-! That’s right. Let’s move the seat inside.”

Bide put his hands behind his back and moved to his office.

The dwarves who met him greeted Bide with eyes full of respect.

Bide nodded slightly in response.

A significant number of dwarves looked at Legion, who was wearing a helmet with his shirt off, with suspicious eyes.

“Ho-!”

Legion’s eyes flashed as he looked at the passing person.

“This is amazing!”

“What are you talking about?”

“I didn’t know until now, but it seems that dwarf women have beards?”

“That’s right. Is there a problem?”

Bide frowned. Humans used to belittle dwarf women based on their aesthetic standards… The most terrible of these discriminations was the existence of beards.

If Legion utters those words, many young dwarves will rebel.

“Ah, it’s nothing.”

Legion scratched the back of his head and continued.

“I think there are many beautiful women. The beards are also luscious.”

“Ho- you!”

Bide’s eyes flashed.

“You have an eye for women!”

“Hehehe! It’s basic.”

The two raised their hands high and high-fived.

“Ah, come to think of it, you’re not married yet.”

“That’s right.”

“I’ll introduce you to a nice dwarf bride soon.”

“Really?”

Bide raised his thumb and replied.

“Really!”

The two passed by a huge furnace. Many dwarves were looking at them. Among them, a young and muscular dwarf brought a rolled-up map.

“I’m going to talk about this.”

“What?”

“Two mines have been discovered.”

Money flashed in Legion’s eyes. The corners of his mouth went up without being able to hide it.

I’ve been completely unlucky until now…

Is Jushin [a deity] giving me luck because he feels sorry for me?

No.

Jushin was too busy to pay attention to Legion. He was ordering the angels to give oracles.

-Hurry up and awaken the humans! Give an oracle!

-That’s strange. No matter how much we give oracles that disaster is coming, humans don’t believe it.

-What the hell is going on!

-I don’t know. I think this is all because of the Black Dragon’s powerful magic.

-Oh, that’s a big deal. At this rate, Middle Earth will be destroyed. Why don’t humans believe the oracle!

-I don’t know. No matter how strong an oracle we give, humans scoff at it.

A dream of a black pig biting the ankles of priests? They think it’s a prenatal dream and celebrate.

Just a dream of a black pig appearing? Humans bought lottery tickets.

A dream of a giant black pig destroying humanity? They just treat it like a dog dream.

The angels’ hearts grew impatient.

No matter how strong an oracle they give, no one believes them! Soon, they will have to descend directly and preach.

Anyway, Legion was overjoyed to hear that two more mines had been discovered.

“What kind of mines are they?”

“One is a gold mine.”

Oh oh oh oh! Gold mine! It’s a gold mine! Jesus Christ!

“What about the other one?”

“The other one is a mine with mana magic stones buried in it.”

“Really?”

Oh my god!

Legion felt like he was going to die of happiness. Now I know why people have heart attacks when they are happy. Mana magic stones are an essential element in all magic tools.

In short, it is a metal that is essential for magic tools.

It is necessary to contain mana and convert it into magic power. The higher the grade of magic stone, the more mana it can contain, so the higher the grade, the more expensive it is.

Therefore, magic stones are almost the same price as mithril of the same grade.

Legion forcibly suppressed his desire to dance.

As a lord, I have dignity. It’s a bit awkward to dance here, so I’ll have to dance when no one is around.

“But I found something strange.”

“Strange thing?”

“Yes, I’m going to give it to you. It’s too much of a burden for me to have it.”

Bide arrived at the office.

There was a red luminous stone attached to the ceiling of the office. Overall, it’s quite dark. Dwarves seem to like dark things.

No wonder their eyesight is bad.

Bide opened the safe in the corner of the office and took out a box. It was a sealed box that could block any power from flowing out.

When it was opened-

Legion frowned.

A sticky, damp, unpleasant feeling arose, like when entering a very old, deep basement.

“What? That is.”

“I don’t know either. So, I’m showing this to you.”

Bide took out a black ore from the sealed box.

It was smooth but also felt dull. He handed it to Legion. Legion, who received the black ore, looked around intently.

There didn’t seem to be anything special about it.

“Look closely.”

Bide turned on the lights in the office. With a snap! A bright light turned on. The black ore is much easier to see. Only then could Legion understand what Bide was talking about.

Something was inside the black ore.

When I looked closely, it looked like a torso. It looked like an animal’s torso, and it also looked like a human’s torso. It was difficult to pinpoint exactly what it was.

“What is this?”

“I told you I don’t know.”

“What’s inside?”

“That’s right. I think something is sealed. So, I called you. I thought it was too dangerous for me to have it.”

“So… you’re going to toss the bomb to me?”

“Surely! I’m just asking for your help because it’s beyond my ability. Instead, you found two mines, didn’t you?”

“Ah, two mines are good, but I don’t want this.”

Legion gave the black ore back to Bide.

“Huh?”

It was an unexpected reaction. Usually, shouldn’t you say things like, ‘I’ll keep it.’ ‘Don’t worry. I’ll take responsibility for this.’ ‘I should take a look.’ etc.?

That’s what the lord should do.

“I’m going.”

“Huh?”

Legion waved his hand and left.

“Hey?”

Legion doesn’t answer.

“Hey! Legion!”

Damn the lord.

What kind of bastard is that!

Bide, holding the black ore in his hand, was speechless with disbelief.