Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 380

Magic is Learned for Nothing – Episode 381

# 381

The Dead Tell No Tales 2

“Ah, I’m tired.”

Legion wiped the sweat from his forehead. The mixture of blood and sweat stung his eyes.

He regretted it again at times like this.

He always forgot to make a contract with a water spirit. He had read about it in a classic novel before.

It said that if you make a contract with a water spirit, it would wash your body in an instant. How efficient.

He was so tired when he got home from work. There were more than a few times when he just wanted to collapse on the bed and sleep.

He could just say it then.

“Undine [a type of water nymph], wash me. Every nook and cranny. I repeat, every nook and cranny. And if I fall asleep because I’m tired, change my underwear too.”

Kyaa!

Perfect.

It was a perfect plan.

So, he once explained this to Sanka, the first plastic surgery magician and leader of the Dark Elf village.

Sanka was horrified to hear Legion’s plan.

He looked like he had never seen such a pervert in his life.

Of course, Legion interpreted Sanka’s expression as being surprised that his plan was too simple.

Sanka said.

“You are already a being closely connected to spirits. Ah, scary. Your affinity is too great. Heut!”

Suddenly, Sanka covered his mouth with both hands.

“Why?”

“No, it’s nothing. Anyway, just know that giving up contracting with the water spirit Undine is for the best.”

Sanka said that and left the spot.

He saw the King of Curses attached to Legion’s shoulder.

The King of Curses clenched both fists while looking at Sanka.

-Get lost! I can’t give this man to anyone. If you reveal that I’m next to this man, three generations will be cursed.

Sanka had no choice but to get away from Legion as if his feet were on fire.

In that situation, Legion didn’t even feel or see the King of Curses attached to his side.

Occasionally, the King of Curses subtly tried to get him to put his seal or signature on something in order to make a contract with her.

When Legion drank a lot, she transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman, materialized a contract in her hand.

And she sat on his lap and whispered in his ear.

‘I want to be with you forever.’

Ssibal [a Korean swear word, similar to ‘damn’].

He got beat to a pulp.

He was truly a heartless person.

To beat her so mercilessly when she had transformed into the most beautiful woman.

Well, that’s how he earned the great title of Dark Lord.

Since then, the King of Curses had transformed into the most beautiful woman several times to seduce Legion, but each time, all that came back was a beating that chilled her to the bone.

So, the King of Curses could only stick by Legion’s side and couldn’t make a contract.

She beat away any other spirits that approached Legion.

In any case, Legion’s small wish was to make a contract with a water spirit, but for that reason, he had no connection with any spirits other than the Curse Spirit.

Legion looked at the huge man staring blankly at him.

Armor that looked very expensive at a glance.

Items that looked expensive at a glance, dangling all over.

A warhorse that looked expensive at a glance.

All circumstances pointed to him being Marquis Ebola, even though he didn’t have it written on his forehead.

So, with the strongest staff ever, he pointed at Marquis Ebola and asked.

“Hey, mister, you look like Marquis Ebola.”

There was no answer.

Was he a bit of a screwball?

Legion asked Smurf, Marquis Ebola’s adjutant.

“Hey, you short guy over there?”

“Me, me?”

“Is there anyone shorter than you? Is that guy Marquis Ebola?”

“Y-yes. Who are you?”

“Me? My name is Legion.”

“Lesbian?”

“…….”

Was this dwarf kidding me?

“Legion!”

“Ah, Legion. Who’s that?”

He was joking too much. In this situation. Did this guy not even know the enemy’s name?

-Your recognition is at rock bottom. 10 levels below Drazzer.

헐! [a Korean expression of disbelief or shock] So, the reason the opponent didn’t recognize me was because my recognition was low?

-That’s right.

Lower than Drazzer?

-It’s not just low. It’s way lower. There are countless people who know Drazzer but don’t know you. Ask your allies. Do you know Count Legion? I guarantee 80% don’t know you. Instead, 80% know Drazzer.

Wow! My pride is hurt.

-That’s the difference in recognition.

Legion forcibly swallowed his rising anger. His recognition was lower than his subordinate, Drazzer.

As Legion, who secretly liked to stand out, he could never tolerate this.

“Okay. Hey, Marquis Ebola, brace yourself. I’m coming now.”

Legion pulled on the reins and ran towards Marquis Ebola.

For reference, Legion’s horsemanship was terrible. It was the horse that kept him from falling, not him keeping himself from falling off the horse.

So, Legion liked to walk. Every time he rode a horse, his butt got chafed, and it was a lot of trouble.

But he couldn’t not ride a horse on the battlefield just because his butt was chafed.

Inevitably, he came up with a temporary solution. He secretly went to the mart and bought things that women used during their periods. He put them on his butt.

He was definitely not a pervert.

He used them because it didn’t hurt when he did this.

Thanks to that, Legion was still able to fight without his butt hurting too much.

Marquis Ebola looked at Legion, who was coming at him awkwardly.

He was so dumbfounded that he didn’t even want to answer. He didn’t know how he got here with such horsemanship.

Was his name Legion?

He thought he had heard of it, but he couldn’t remember where he had heard it.

If he couldn’t even remember it, it meant it wasn’t worth remembering.

Marquis Ebola snorted and looked at the aligned guards.

“That’s ridiculous.”

“It’s a puppy. Shall we take care of it?”

The subordinates glared at Legion, who was approaching quickly with fierce eyes.

A young and handsome man.

The knights only saw Legion as an armed man who was trying to take the enemy’s head and gain merit.

Furthermore, looking at his clumsy horsemanship, they felt like laughing and didn’t even want to deal with him.

“Okay. I was already in a bad mood anyway… I’ll relieve my mood with that guy’s blood.”

“Be careful.”

“Be careful? Do I have to be careful against a guy like that?”

“I’m afraid even a scratch will be left on your precious body.”

“Don’t worry. I’m not who I used to be.”

Marquis Ebola raised his spear. Red aura was overflowing from the spearhead.

The aura was clearer than ever before. Its length reached a whopping 2 meters.

“Oooooo!”

Even the knights who had undergone human modification exclaimed from here and there.

“I’ll finish it in one shot.”

Marquis Ebola leisurely rode his horse towards Legion.

Anyone could see that Legion was at a disadvantage.

It seemed that Legion was approaching Marquis Ebola to make a last-ditch effort.

Furthermore, what Legion was holding was neither a sword nor a spear.

It was just a slightly long and fancy staff.

What would happen if a staff and a spear collided?

The staff could never withstand the spear.

That was common sense.

“Haaaap!”

Legion’s staff and Marquis Ebola’s spear, which was spewing out streaks of aura, collided.

A flash! A flash of light burst out.

It was a brighter flash than anyone could have imagined.

It was so bright that everyone around him lost their sight for a moment.

“Huh?”

Marquis Ebola didn’t close his eyes. He wasn’t weak enough to close his eyes at that level of flash.

Instead, he witnessed an unbelievable sight.

His aura disappeared as soon as it touched the staff. It immediately collided with the spearhead and shattered.

It was as if a giant hammer had struck his precious spear.

Kwajik! [sound of shattering]

-Kieeeeeek!

The spear screamed.

At the same time, Legion’s staff swept past Marquis Ebola’s waist.

“Huh?”

Marquis Ebola felt the staff pass through his upper body.

Pain rushed in less than a second.

It was the pain of suffocation.

The blood supply stopped.

The bones were cut.

The tendons were cut.

The heart stopped.

The dantian [energy center in the body] was ruptured, and magical power was being decomposed.

It was death.

Marquis Ebola looked at Legion as if he couldn’t believe it. He felt like a punk just a few seconds ago.

He admitted that he was careless.

But no one would have expected that the opponent would swallow his aura.

Was there anyone in the kingdom with that level of skill?

Even if he was one of the kingdom’s top 7, it was impossible.

Jureureuk [sound of liquid flowing].

Blood flowed from Marquis Ebola’s lips.

“You…, you….”

The focus of his eyes blurred.

He barely parted his lips while looking at Legion.

Not a single drop of blood was on Legion’s staff. He shrugged his shoulders at Marquis Ebola. Why?

“G-Grand Master?”

“Yes.”

Legion answered nonchalantly.

“N-no way. You can’t reach Grand Master at your age?”

“Because I’m a genius. Please don’t compare me to ordinary people like you.”

“Keuheok.”

Marquis Ebola expected a great word to come out of Legion’s mouth.

At least he wasn’t defeated by a bum. He thought it was worth it if the opponent was a Grand Master.

But the words that came out of the Grand Master’s mouth were so vulgar that he didn’t even want to think about them.

Marquis Ebola was furious and died instantly. His upper body separated from his lower body and fell to the floor.

At that moment!

Bacon and his unit members stormed onto the battlefield.

“Master!”

Bacon was panting. Just like last time with Drazzer, he couldn’t chase after his master this time either.

No, he had to do his best just to chase after him. Ironically, the enemies were only chasing after Legion, so their attacks on them became lax.

They were able to reach this place without taking as much damage as they thought.

Bacon’s magic sword blazed.

The sight of aura and fire magic being manifested at the same time was spectacular to anyone.

“Keuheuk.”

Only then did Marquis Ebola’s knights, who had lost their sight due to the flash, regain their sight.

What they saw was…

The death of their lord.

They couldn’t have imagined that their lord’s body would be split in half in that short amount of time.

They glared at Legion.

“It’s not that guy! That guy caught His Excellency’s attention.”

Smurf, the adjutant who was standing closest, shouted while shedding tears.

The knights agreed with Smurf’s opinion.

That young man’s ability cannot defeat their lord. Then?

“Is it you?”

The commander of the knights, who was leading the guards, looked at Bacon with eyes burning fiercely.

Bacon couldn’t answer the commander’s sudden question.

What was he?

“He’s a user of magic swords. I didn’t know that a skilled person like you was hiding in the royalist faction. What’s your name?”

“Me?”

“Yes. You!”

“My name is Bacon.”

“Did everyone hear that!”

The commander shouted at his subordinates.

“Yes!”

“We lost our lord to the magic swordsman Bacon. He is strong enough to defeat our lord in one blow. But we are not afraid. We will fight until everyone falls. Right!”

“That’s right!”

“Let’s go. Even if we meet our end here, we must not let the magic swordsman Bacon live. Let’s avenge our lord!”

Marquis Ebola’s guards went crazy and rushed at Bacon and his personal servants.

It was an absurd situation for Bacon, but the situation was too bad to make excuses.

The knights had a different level of strength than the enemies he had faced so far.

Legion shouted at them.

“Ssibal bastards! It’s me! Me! I killed the Marquis!”

No one listened to him.

“Hey! Hey! You crazy bastards! Hey! Please remember my name. I defeated the Marquis!”

“Shut up. You bait! Get out of here!”

Adjutant Smurf shouted at Legion with anger-filled eyes.

Thus, Marquis Ebola’s guards fought to the death until only one person remained.