Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 382

# 383

The Power of Duke Gong (2)

“W-What is that? A Bone Dragon, right? It is a Bone Dragon, isn’t it?”

“Uhhh? A steel golem bigger than a Bone Dragon appeared. Am I seeing things? Whoa! Damn, that’s awesome. The character I’ve always dreamed of. But those things are trampling all over our inventions? What should we do?”

Berrimore shouted, pointing to the ground from the top of the stone tower. He was so dumbfounded that he was rambling.

Connelly, a wizard from the Neck House Kingdom, was also speechless in amazement.

He felt like he understood why Duke Trebia was so wary of this kingdom.

“That kingdom has maintained its name for over 5,000 years. Even the Empire has only been around for a few hundred years. During the Great Black Dragon Invasion, many countries were destroyed, but that kingdom alone maintained its lineage. Do you know why?”

“How would I know?”

“Resilience.”

“Resilience?”

“You could call it national character, or perhaps a deep-seated sense of belonging. Such things are deeply rooted. It’s not something that a powerful nation can simply possess. It’s the pride of the people that even the Empire doesn’t have.”

“Are you saying that the people are the foundation?”

“That’s right. And based on that, there are countless extraordinary people scattered throughout. That is tradition.”

“Tradition…”

“When the kingdom is in danger, they will reveal themselves. Our Neck House Kingdom has always been considered stronger than them. We’ve clashed with them quite a few times so far.”

Duke Trebia euphemistically referred to invasion as clashing.

“…”

Connelly listened quietly to the Duke’s words.

“Yet, we have never managed to take that kingdom. It’s because of their resilience. That’s why I’ve put in so much effort over the years. Although I failed.”

Now he seemed to understand the meaning of Duke Trebia’s words.

When he first came here, the situation was simple.

Duke Gong, with his much stronger power, seemed sure to sit on the throne. There seemed to be little he could do to help.

But Duke Gong and Duke Trebia had maintained a friendship for a long time.

Just being by his side was enough to show off.

Of course, it was a friendship that no one should know about.

It was because of Duke Gong that Duke Trebia and his party members were able to operate in the capital, Poman.

When they summoned the Bone Dragon, they planned to make a deal with Duke Gong to seat him as king if they occupied the capital, Poman.

Since then, the situation had changed drastically.

Who would have thought that Duke Gong would go bankrupt?

It was an unthinkable and unimaginable event. Thanks to that, they reached out to him.

Help us.

Connelly gladly helped them.

Because he intended to extract a huge fee for his trouble.

But…

A Bone Dragon, no less.

The Bone Dragon with a mace on its tail was mercilessly sweeping away the Human Modification Knights.

The magic corps, which had been the most threatening to the enemies, was blown away by a single breath of the Bone Dragon.

The Human Modification Knights desperately approached the Bone Dragon, but then a giant steel golem appeared.

He realized for the first time that there was such a huge steel golem in the world.

The entire body of the steel golem was covered with runes of all kinds. In short, it was covered in money.

You couldn’t do such a thing unless you had an absurd amount of money.

Even Duke Gong, the richest man in the kingdom, or rather, the richest man he used to be, wouldn’t be able to do such a wasteful thing.

Hundreds of magic cannonballs flew and hit the steel golem, but it didn’t even flinch.

Multiple layers of barriers nullified all magic attacks.

Every time a barrier appeared, hundreds of gold disappeared. In the blink of an eye, dozens of layers of barriers appeared and disappeared.

In other words, tens of thousands of gold disappeared in an instant.

He didn’t know who the owner of that thing was, but it was clear that he was richer than he could imagine.

He seemed to be saying to him as he looked at him.

-I’m confident when it comes to money.

Hehehe, somehow he could hear his laughter.

“Ah, Connelly, this is a disaster. At this rate, the Human Modification Knights we worked so hard to create will be annihilated. Ah! That Lich! It’s that Lich!”

Berrimore finally remembered something as he watched the Lich, who was wreaking havoc on Duke Gong’s army with terrifying magical power.

“That Lich?”

“Yeah, the Lich whose chest was pierced and shattered by His Excellency the Duke.”

“That Lich was annihilated.”

“I thought so too. But look at that long hair. It’s so shiny. More beautiful than any beauty’s hair. Do all Liches originally have such long hair?”

“No.”

Connelly shook his head.

He had met a total of three Liches in his life.

In fact, meeting the Lich, the strongest race of the undead, three times was a lot.

Almost all humans have never even seen what a Lich looks like.

Among them, the most impressive was the Lich he met in the capital, Poman. Waving her long hair, she exuded magical power beyond imagination.

If His Excellency Duke Trebia hadn’t been there, the other party members would have been in quite a bit of danger.

But a being very similar to that Lich had reappeared.

That power that transcends common sense.

His skin was tingling all the way here.

To be clear, she is stronger than the Lich he met last time. But why is it? Why does that Lich and this Lich feel like the same Lich?

“I don’t think she’s dead.”

“Hmm.”

If that Lich hadn’t died, the problem would be serious. She would hold a grudge against Duke Trebia in some way.

In fact, thanks to Duke Trebia, the Lich Mamon had decided to become even stronger.

To eat Duke Trebia alive the next time she met him.

“Come to think of it, that Bone Dragon looks familiar too.”

“The Bone Dragon too?”

“Yeah.”

It’s not easy for humans to distinguish between Liches and Bone Dragons. They’re all skeletons, so how can you tell them apart?

You have to look at them, wipe them, tighten them, and maintain them every day to be able to tell them apart. It was extremely difficult for Connelly and Berrimore to distinguish the Bone Dragon from the few times they had seen it back then.

The Lich Mamon could still be distinguished thanks to her long hair, but the Bone Dragon was even less distinctive.

But connecting the Lich Mamon with the situation at the time naturally linked them to the secret weapon, the Bone Dragon, that they had created.

“That can’t be. The Bone Dragon was shattered back then. There’s no way that Bone Dragon could be here.”

“The Lich came back to life too, didn’t she?”

If the Lich came back to life, there’s no reason why the Bone Dragon wouldn’t come back to life, is what he meant.

That’s right.

That’s a good point.

Connelly nodded.

Things had gone wrong.

At this rate, Duke Gong will be finished.

Duke Gong is the best piece that Duke Trebia has planted here. It takes more than 10 years to raise him again. He couldn’t afford to lose Duke Gong.

“I have no choice.”

“Are you going to do it?”

“Yeah.”

“The damage will be enormous.”

“As long as Duke Gong survives. Everyone else can die.”

“Even if Duke Gong resents you?”

“Resent?”

Connelly smirked.

“Far from resenting me, he’ll be grateful. So don’t worry.”

“Really? I’m kind of worried.”

“The battle has already completely tilted towards the Royalist faction. At this rate, the Gong faction will be finished. Just helping them is a blessing.”

“Hmm. I don’t know.”

Berrimore lay precariously on the railing and crossed his legs.

Connelly turned his head and cast a spell.

He had laid out magical items all over this battlefield in preparation for any unforeseen circumstances.

With this…

Both sides will perish.

“Arise! Ye dead!”

* * *

Duke Knuckle, who had been launching a joint attack with Baserabapap against Marquis AIDS of the Central Army, stopped talking and watched this absurd situation with his mouth open.

He was dumbfounded.

He didn’t know how to express it.

When the Bone Dragon appeared, spewing fear, a significant number of warhorses on the battlefield were terrified and dropped their owners to the ground.

Duke Knuckle barely managed to stop his warhorse from running away by pulling on the reins.

The warhorse was still terrified.

Bone Dragon.

The monster that had plunged the capital, Poman, into death and terror.

The casualties were not that great, but the citizens of the capital, Poman, had to engrave the Bone Dragon’s majesty in their eyes.

A monster they never wanted to see again and didn’t want to encounter even in their dreams.

That monster had reappeared.

But the Bone Dragon was leaving the allies alone and catching only the enemies like rats.

It didn’t make sense to Duke Knuckle.

But then something even more absurd happened.

The Lich, the emperor of the undead, who could be called the enemy of mankind, appeared and was sweeping away the Human Modification Knights who were sweeping the battlefield with their powerful forces.

Duke Knuckle’s eyes met the Lich’s.

The Lich gave him a thumbs up.

Good luck.

He was dumbfounded.

Duke Knuckle asked the captain of the guard, Romeo, who was standing close to him.

“Did that Lich just say ‘Good luck’ to me?”

“I, I think so.”

Captain Romeo was just as dumbfounded. If there was even one such case, he would be able to deal with it, but it was by no means a common occurrence.

“Sir Baserabapap! Sir Baserabapap!”

Just then, the Great Sage Baserabapap and the three Guardian Mages passed by him.

The battle situation was rapidly tilting in favor of the allies due to the appearance of the Bone Dragon, the Lich, and the unknown giant steel golem.

Perhaps because of that, a blush appeared on the Great Sage Baserabapap’s face.

“What’s wrong, Duke Knuckle?”

“Take a look at that.”

Duke Knuckle pointed to the Bone Dragon and the steel golem.

“What is that?”

“Undead and golems have appeared.”

“So?”

“What do you mean, ‘so’? Shouldn’t we kill them right away?”

Baserabapap looked at Duke Knuckle with a ‘are you out of your mind?’ expression.

He had heard the approximate facts from Legion the day before.

“I was lucky enough to get some summons. It doesn’t make sense logically… Well, let me just say I was lucky.”

“What kind of summons did you get that made you use up all your luck?”

“Um, a Lich and a Bone Dragon.”

In fact, Baserabapap was very surprised here too.

He couldn’t believe that he was raising a Lich and a Bone Dragon as summons.

How could he raise a Lich and a Bone Dragon as summons unless he was a Demon King?

“I told you, I was very lucky. I don’t really want to use them… But you never know what might happen. If my subordinates are in danger, I’ll use them. So don’t be surprised.”

“Are they really not dangerous?”

“Perfect. I have complete control over them. They’re a little crazy, but they’ll never harm our allies. I guarantee it.”

“Okay. I’ll persuade the other nobles. But if they harm our allies, you’ll have to take responsibility for it.”

“Don’t worry.”

Legion smiled and answered.

That’s why Baserabapap wasn’t as surprised as he thought he would be.

The only surprising thing was that the combat power of the Lich, the Bone Dragon, and the steel golem far exceeded his expectations.

“It’s obvious that they’re allies.”

“Allies? Where do undead have allies and enemies? They are the enemies of mankind.”

“But they’re helping our allies right now. So, are you going to join hands with Marquis AIDS and strike the Lich and the Bone Dragon? Do you think Marquis AIDS will say, ‘Oh, let’s join hands’?”

“B, but they’re undead…”

“There are all kinds of undead.”

“What do you mean?”

“There are good undead and bad undead.”

“W, what nonsense.”

Baserabapap also knows.

How can there be good undead and bad undead in the world? To put it the other way, there are good psychopaths and bad psychopaths.

In short, it’s sophistry [a clever but misleading argument].

But he had no choice but to support Legion in order to justify it. He just makes things up.

“Be grateful that such powerful beings are on our side.”

“W, what the heck…”

Duke Knuckle couldn’t finish his sentence.

Drrrrrrrrr.

The sudden vibration felt very ominous.

With a bang! The entire battlefield began to turn red. It was a red light reminiscent of blood.

For a brief moment, the screams and the sounds of weapons clashing on the battlefield stopped.

And…

All the soldiers, knights, and mages who had died were being resurrected.

-Kieeeeeeeek!

Another nightmare had begun.