Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 358

Magic Learned in Vain – 359

Central Five – 1

Legion felt a pang of regret.

He, too, had received a chain letter. The letter instructed him to write seven more copies and spread them throughout the world.

But Legion thought that seventy copies would be better than seven.

That would make it ten times more effective.

Since it had to be handwritten, he left the light on in his room and wrote chain letters all night long.

Feeling resentful about writing seventy copies by himself, he wrote 700 copies on some of the other letters.

Thanks to Legion, the territory was overflowing with spirits of curses. Some of these spirits attached themselves to the letters.

And so, Legion’s chain letters spread throughout the country.

He was unaware.

Numerous people were suffering because of his chain letters.

No one knew where the chain letter had originated.

Even the king himself received a chain letter.

The king wondered if it might have been sent by the crown prince and opened it, only to be caught off guard.

The king was seriously contemplating whether the country was in this state because he hadn’t written seventy chain letters.

One of these letters was received by the spiritist, Wonhyeok.

“Hey. I’m sorry.”

Legion woke Wonhyeok up to retrieve the letter.

“W-What are you? Is it okay to just barge in like this?”

“It was just delivered to the wrong person. The real one is this.”

Wonhyeok, barely regaining his senses, looked at the letter with fear-filled eyes.

He worried that another terrifying message might be hidden inside.

“It’s just a letter. I assure you, it won’t harm you in any way.”

Wonhyeok couldn’t trust Legion’s words.

Still, unable to suppress his curiosity, the spiritist Wonhyeok unfolded the letter and read it.

-To my dear reader, Wonhyeok.

What! What is this!

Wonhyeok was startled and looked at Legion.

Legion nodded, signaling him to continue reading.

-I imagine you were quite surprised by this sudden letter. Your face is probably flushed, and you’re very embarrassed.

The reason I’m sending this letter to Wonhyeok is because you consistently leave comments.

Thank you for leaving the most comments.

I would also like to express my gratitude to many other readers.

First, let me answer one question.

I would like to write 1,000 chapters, but the publisher keeps pressuring me to release new chapters almost daily, so it looks like it will end around 500 chapters.

There will likely be no changes.

But it’s still 20 volumes.

I hope you enjoy it.

I don’t think I’ll be appearing to waste pages unless absolutely necessary.

And I adhere to the amount of content I release.

My small wish is to have over 10,000 comments before the novel ends.

So, I thank Wonhyeok and the many other readers who leave comments.

To be continued.

Ahhhh! What is this! This is…

A soap opera.

Wonhyeok took his eyes off the letter.

Then, he put the letter in his pocket and left. It seemed like this was no longer a place for him.

“Where are you going?”

Legion asked.

“I’m leaving.”

“Where to?”

“To my world. I am grateful for having been in your world for a while.”

Legion tilted his head, not understanding what Wonhyeok was saying.

“Go in. If you go deeper into the forest, she’s there.”

“She?”

“The witch in the forest.”

“The witch in the forest?”

“That’s all I can say. There’s no appearance fee…”

Wonhyeok disappeared like that.

What on earth is going on?

What is this absurd development?

Legion couldn’t figure out what situation was unfolding.

* * *

The King’s faction’s camp, 20 kilometers away from the walls of the capital, Poman.

Count Persimmon’s 12,000 troops and Dreyza’s 6,200 troops arrived at the camp.

Vasservavap, recognizing Dreyza, approached with a bright smile.

“Dreyza!”

“Have you been well, Vasservavap-nim?”

Dreyza also smiled and took Vasservavap’s hand.

The ill-tempered Dreyza was disliked by most people. People tended to misunderstand him because of his rough *maltu* [way of speaking].

Dreyza didn’t care whether they did or not.

He was isolating the world all by himself.

There were a few people to whom Dreyza would change his *maltu* [way of speaking].

Even to his most beloved master, he would mix *banmal* [informal speech] and *jondaetmal* [formal speech], but he didn’t do that with Vasservavap.

It wasn’t because of his age.

It was because his efforts to sacrifice himself and help the people of the world, even at the age of almost one hundred, seemed admirable.

He was a great sage of the 8th Circle.

But the magic he had learned was completely different.

Take Mamon, for example.

True to his title as the Demon King of Depravity, he learned attack magic, summoning magic, and curse magic with all his might.

If he wanted to, he could inflict fatal damage on a city with weak magical defenses in an instant.

The master was the same. The attack magic he unleashed based on his knowledge of ancient magic and tremendous magical power was beyond imagination.

However, Vasservavap might not be able to unleash proper attack magic.

It is said that he can only unleash the minimum amount of attack magic to protect himself.

Now, the three guardians of magic follow him, but in the past, he traveled alone a lot and had countless near-death experiences.

Vasservavap is the great sage of rest and knowledge.

He gives enlightenment to people and teaches them what is right and wrong.

It is said that even the most evil person would shed tears and repent when exposed to Vasservavap’s ‘You are originally a good person’ magic.

That’s why Dreyza respects Vasservavap, who has lived a consistent life.

*I should live like that too.*

*Consistently.*

“You’ve come a long way.”

“No. This is where I should be.”

“What about Count Legion?”

“It seems he has other business. Isn’t he like the wind? He won’t come until the battle begins.”

“That’s right. He’s like the wind. I wonder if I’m getting old, but I sometimes miss Count Legion.”

Dreyza exclaimed, “As expected.”

Among all the people Dreyza had seen, the master’s connections were the strongest.

It seemed like he had never met anyone who genuinely hated the master.

And yet…

Why do almost all the people around the master experience misfortune?

It’s truly an incomprehensible thing.

Dreyza looked around.

It was an enormous army.

It was the first time he had seen so many troops gathered. The amount of food they consumed in a day would be unimaginable. Would they eat it all up like a swarm of locusts?

“Impressive, isn’t it?”

“Yes. How many have gathered?”

“The total force is 180,000. The number of nobles participating in this battle is over 200.”

“How many nobles are there in the kingdom?”

“Roughly 600, so about 1/3 have participated. Of course, most of the nobles have only participated in name. Below the rank of count, they have almost no real power.”

“Is it because of those Central Five nobles? Ah, I’m sorry.”

Only then did Dreyza realize that Vasservavap was also one of the Central Five.

Those who rule above the law, controlling the King’s faction.

If it weren’t for Duke Sizinpi, they would have already dominated the entire kingdom.

“It’s alright. More than that…”

“Yes?”

“Even if they treat you or Count Legion coldly, don’t take it too much to heart. No matter how much I tell them you are capable, they don’t even listen. Ah! Duke Sizinpi still acknowledges you to some extent. He seems to remember the Bone Dragon incident that happened in the capital, Poman, before.”

Vasservavap said, feeling apologetic.

The overall military strength of the King’s faction was still inferior to that of the Duke’s faction.

Nevertheless, the Central Five were not united.

They would oppose anything if it seemed disadvantageous to them. They seemed to think that it was advantageous for them that the Duke’s faction had seized the capital, Poman, and holed up there.

In Vasservavap’s opinion, the most powerful individuals in the King’s faction were Count Legion and Dreyza.

Count Persimmon, the overlord of the north, who was friendly with Count Legion, was also formidable.

Of course, just because an individual is strong doesn’t mean the group is strong.

But Vasservavap had a long life of experience.

He knew that there were no incompetent generals under a hero.

Count Legion and Dreyza were like that.

The fact that Dreyza was a vassal of Count Legion meant that they were already halfway there.

He wasn’t the kingdom’s 7th strongest for nothing.

But the Central Five were completely ignoring them.

Well…

Perhaps they didn’t want an absolute powerhouse like Dreyza to gain merit and threaten their position.

Especially Duke Knuckle, Duke NoMoney, and Duke Gaggle had a strong tendency to do so.

They were the kind of people who could stab Commander-in-Chief Duke Sizinpi in the back at any time for their own greed. They would never acknowledge Count Legion and Dreyza unless they were their own loyal subordinates.

“So, just greet them. There’s no need to talk to them for long. But who are those?”

Vasservavap seemed to have noticed Mamma Yujiro and James, who were standing next to Dreyza.

They were emitting a special aura even in this place where so many soldiers had gathered.

He couldn’t help but notice them.

“They are my deputies, Mamma Yujiro and James.”

“Mamma Yujiro?”

Vasservavap narrowed his brow.

It was a habit that appeared when he was thinking about something as he got older. Then his eyes widened.

“The Mamma Yujiro who was once called the strongest martial artist?”

Dreyza smiled.

It was an expression that meant yes.

“He’s alive?”

“Well, he had personal circumstances.”

“Amazing. Truly amazing. Count Legion and you are constantly developing.”

Vasservavap looked at Mamma Yujiro and James once more.

Mamma Yujiro was also one of the kingdom’s 7 strongest. Although he was called a former, he was definitely a formidable figure.

James, who was standing next to him, seemed to be just as strong.

Even if you looked at them one by one, they were not at a level that could be ignored.

Dreyza, who could receive loyalty from such people at the same time, was by no means an ordinary person.

Vasservavap felt that there was hope for the kingdom.

He had come to know Count Legion and Dreyza in his later years. If they had become friends with someone from the Duke’s faction first…

If the army led by Count Legion and Dreyza had been inside that huge wall instead of here, the King’s faction’s chances of winning would have been much lower.

But Vasservavap, who had a good eye, had missed one thing.

That Legion and Dreyza had reached a much higher level than his own.

If he had known that they were both Grand Masters, Vasservavap would have danced and gone to the Central Five. And he would have said this:

“You guys get out of here now. We have two Grand Masters here. We don’t need your useless lackey subordinates, so listen to these two and engage in battle!”

Unfortunately, Vasservavap’s combat ability was not that high.

“Let’s go. Let’s start by greeting them.”

Vasservavap took Dreyza, Mamma Yujiro, and James to the Central Five.

They were only focused on their conversation with Count Persimmon.

In fact, Duke Sizinpi had been uncomfortable with Count Persimmon’s overwhelming inclusiveness and had chased him away to the far north.

He thought that Count Persimmon would be able to stop the monsters of the Dusselrup Mountains and would not be able to increase his power any further. Of course, that thought was correct.

For a while, rumors circulated that he was sick because he had not appeared in political circles.

Just in case, he sent messengers several times, but he did not receive a satisfactory reply.

When the civil war broke out, the Central Five, except for Vasservavap, became anxious.

Count Persimmon was one of the most powerful knights, excluding the kingdom’s 7 strongest.

The difference between having him and not having him was significant.

So, he sent messengers several times to request Count Persimmon to participate in the war.

Fortunately, he joined with a powerful force. At other times, it would be better to cater to Count Persimmon’s whims, but now it was the right thing to do.

Thanks to this, no one paid attention to Dreyza, who had a much stronger force than him.

“Gentlemen. Gentlemen. Shouldn’t we greet them here too? This is Lord Dreyza, the military commander of Count Legion, who joined with a whopping 6,200 reinforcements.”

Vasservavap called out to the Central Five several times, feeling embarrassed.

Duke Knuckle, Duke NoMoney, and Duke Gaggle looked at Dreyza at the same time.

They were startled.

What?

What’s that thing?

“Alien?”