Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 413

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# 414

Suddenly, Negotiator 2

Babel Temple.

500 meters tall.

120 floors.

More than twice the height and size of the Magic Tower of the Baroque Kingdom.

No one knows who built it.

But it has been there, in that place, since long ago.

Some say it was an altar built to reach God.

Others say it was a spire created to challenge God.

Even if archaeologists fought tooth and nail, insisting their words were right, no one could clearly discern the truth.

One thing is certain.

The Babel Temple was established at least 2,000 years ago.

Some archaeologists even claim it is a twin tower built in the same era as the Dark Babel Tower in the Desert of Blood.

The massive Dark Babel Tower, large enough to house the secret base of Neck House.

It is still unclear how deep underground it was built.

The discovered underground floors number 323.

Excavation stopped when the underground base was constructed.

Excavation will not resume until the researchers studying the monsters have completely withdrawn.

Thus, it was not discovered that the Dark Babel Tower and the Babel Temple are twin towers.

Currently, the Babel Temple was being used by the Monde Necro monks, the largest sect in the Neck House Kingdom.

The temple was so large and wide that it was considered impossible for anyone to occupy it.

Even if someone could, it would only be possible with a large-scale force.

But…….

Unbelievably, a force of fewer than 500 people occupied the Babel Temple.

* * *

“Sister, it’s all thanks to you.”

Don Quixote expressed his gratitude to the beautiful woman in the voice of Sergeant Kim, who had returned from hell [a reference to a soldier hardened by war].

“Well, it’s thanks to my brothers’ hard work.”

“No. It would have been absolutely impossible without your absolute magic.”

“Let’s make it clear. How much are you giving me?”

“I will give you 60%.”

“Good. 60%……”

She smiled.

Her red hair was very impressive.

She was able to use absolute magic without any difficulty.

It was Precia, the Red Dragon, who had been wandering the human realm for years to catch Don Quixote.

Let’s take another look at the dramatic scene of her meeting Don Quixote.

Precia’s annoyance had reached its peak.

It had already been several years since she jumped into the human world to catch the bastard named Don Quixote.

She was called a master of tracking, but she still hadn’t found any clues about Don Quixote.

What was surprising was that everyone’s evaluation and appearance of Don Quixote were different.

He would appear in the north one day and in the south the next.

It was an impossible distance to travel in a single day.

Of course, there was the useful means of portals, but they were not used much except by the wealthy royals.

Most people thought it was better to use defensive magic on the castle than to use portals.

It was good to shorten time and distance, but the usage fee for portals was too expensive.

Nevertheless, Don Quixote appeared everywhere.

The same goes for his appearance.

Some people say he is very handsome.

Some say he is like a dwarf.

Some say he is very scary.

Some say he wears full plate armor and has a height of 2 meters [approximately 6’7″].

Various.

It was impossible to estimate Don Quixote’s appearance.

Only one thing was the same.

Praise for him!

Everyone was praising him as a hero.

Precia had never experienced such an amazing human since she was born.

Really…….

He was so unlucky.

A human that everyone praises.

A hero.

Precia hates such pretentious humans.

The more she knew, the more unlucky he was.

But!

Where the hell did he hide?

She couldn’t even smell him.

She couldn’t even see his face.

He doesn’t use his abilities.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Everything was unknown.

The only thing she knew.

Only the name Don Quixote.

Quite by chance, she found the mansion where Don Quixote had lived in the mountains.

It was a place where an old farmer was growing organic vegetables.

How did she know it was where Don Quixote had lived? The nameplate was still there.

Precia grabbed the old farmer by the collar and asked.

“Where did that bastard go?”

“He said he was going on a trip.”

“A trip?”

“Yes, he invented a way to grow organic vegetables and made a fortune. He even got a patent. He will probably receive royalties for the rest of his life.”

“So where did he go?”

“He said he was going on a continental tour.”

A continental tour?

Precia’s heart sank. She couldn’t even find Don Quixote hiding in the Baroque Kingdom.

But look around the entire continent?

If he didn’t come back, she might miss him for the rest of her life.

Anger surged.

She wanted to see his face at least.

“Where? Didn’t he say where he was going?”

“I vaguely heard that he was going to look around the Neck House Kingdom first.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m not sure. I just vaguely heard it.”

Precia’s heart became anxious.

If she missed him this time, she felt like she would miss Don Quixote forever. She immediately opened a portal and flew into the sky above the Neck House Kingdom.

She had entered the portal’s coordinates for each kingdom.

So she could fly directly from where she was to another kingdom at once.

The problem was…….

It was hundreds of kilometers away from the military city of Thema.

The distance that would have been faster if she had just walked became even further.

Precia arrived in the military city of Thema with tears in her eyes.

It was a military city, but tourists never stopped coming due to its regional characteristics.

But what Precia saw upon arriving in Thema was not a splendid relic.

It was giant monsters turning the city into ruins.

Precia was frustrated.

Are we not meant to be?

Will I not be able to meet him in this lifetime?

At some point-

Her anger towards Don Quixote was slowly turning into affection.

“My frustration! Find the smell of him!”

Precia grabbed a monster approaching her with one hand.

The 30-meter-class monster snorted at the human who didn’t even reach its ankles trying to attack it with force.

Impolite human!

So it tried to step on her and kill her.

But the monster was stepped on and killed by Precia.

Crushing.

Every time she stepped on it, a part of the monster’s body was torn off. Some monsters were horrified to see that.

It was impossible.

Angry monsters rushed towards Precia.

Precia glared at the monsters. Her red eyes accurately shot at them.

The monsters then realized that something was wrong.

A human could not step on them and kill them.

The monster that flashed through the monsters’ minds.

The strongest life form in the human realm.

A dragon.

That red hair, the suddenly changing red eyes. Red aura burning with blood.

Ah! It’s the notoriously fierce Red Dragon.

The monsters turned around and ran away from Precia without looking back.

And…….

Precia saw the back of a man in full plate armor in the distance. It was just a back view, but she felt certain that it was him.

Precia didn’t really trust feelings, but she thought this time was certain.

She immediately chased after the back of the man in full plate armor.

Precia was satisfied.

It was exactly him.

It was impossible to confirm his appearance because he was completely covered in full plate armor.

I wanted to see his face once.

What should I do?

Should I just go out and mess with him?

No. No.

Precia shook her head.

How did I find Don Quixote?

I can’t end it this easily.

What kind of punishment would be the most painful for him?

The biggest problem is that he doesn’t know me. Then I have to explain to him what harm he has done to me.

First of all, I have to make him regret destroying my lair (the Legion destroyed it) for the rest of his life.

Okay. Regret for the rest of your life.

Then let’s not kill him.

Let’s torment him for the rest of his life.

With that in mind, Precia laughed to herself.

Precia joined the mercenary group that Don Quixote was gathering.

A whopping 500 people.

What the hell is it?

What kind of game is he playing that he is gathering 500 A-class mercenaries?

Does he have so much money that it’s rotting?

“Are you a wizard?”

Jack Nietzsche approached Precia and asked. Jack Nietzsche’s eyes changed slightly when he saw Precia. Desire overflowed. It wasn’t like Precia couldn’t recognize it.

“……”

“Are you a wizard?”

Jack Nietzsche reached out and placed his hand on Precia’s shoulder.

Instantly!

Jack Nietzsche’s arm was broken before Precia even touched him.

“Keuheok!”

Jack Nietzsche’s body floated into the air. His limbs were twisted in a deformed way.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking was clearly heard.

Don Quixote and the hired mercenaries’ eyes widened.

Jack Nietzsche is a 6-star warrior.

There was no way a 6-star warrior could be defeated like this without using any power.

Even a Grand Master couldn’t do this.

“Kuaaaak!”

Jack Nietzsche’s arms and legs split apart in the air. It felt like something was pulling on his limbs. If he put in a little more force, his limbs would be pulled out.

“What? Who are you!”

Don Quixote shouted as he drew his sword.

“You……”

“Who are you!”

“What are you planning?”

“Who are you!”

Precia clenched one hand tightly. Instantly, all the mercenaries in the hall floated into the air.

Everyone’s limbs were twisted. They couldn’t resist or even scream.

Tap tap.

Only the sound of Precia’s high heels echoed in the hall.

No one can open their mouths.

Overwhelming magic filled the surroundings. The enormous magic was far greater than Don Quixote, Jack Nietzsche, and the mercenaries combined.

Don Quixote’s face turned white.

Fortunately, he was hiding his expression with his helmet.

“As expected, it’s Don Quixote. He doesn’t waver at all.”

Don Quixote was on the verge of peeing his pants. It’s just that the armor was too heavy to see him trembling.

“Aren’t you curious about who I am?”

“I’m very curious.”

Don Quixote said in the voice of Sergeant Kim, who had returned from hell. It was a trembling voice, but when it was transformed, it became incredibly fierce.

“Hehehe, as expected, you’re the man I’ve been eyeing. You’re never afraid.”

Don Quixote didn’t know what to say.

Why is that scary wizard eyeing me?

I didn’t even understand what it meant.

“I am Precia, the Red Dragon. I have been watching you for a long time. I will participate in this plan as well.”

That’s how Precia came to be with Don Quixote.

Who in the world can be above a dragon?

Naturally, Precia became the number one in this plan. She said to the mercenaries.

“I’m going to give all the bastards who run away to the trolls as food. Trolls like to peel off human skin and then chop up the bones one by one and eat them. Do you want to die like that?”

Not a single mercenary even thought about running away.

In fact, Don Quixote thought the success rate of this plan was about 60%.

The mercenaries agreed to participate in this plan for 10,000 gold each.

It was a huge sum of money that they wouldn’t be able to touch even if three generations worked.

Don Quixote thought that none of the five hundred mercenaries would survive and leave this place.

But with Precia’s participation, the plan was completely revised.

I guarantee that this operation will be 100% successful.

No one from Neck House can beat a dragon.

“Everyone put your hands above your heads! If you don’t move quickly, I’ll throw you out the window!”

The mercenaries, who were covering their faces, shouted fiercely.

There are over 1,000 hostages.

There were quite a few combat monks, but they were all subdued by Precia, Jack Nietzsche, and Don Quixote’s overwhelming combat power.

They were deprived of all their magic and tied up.

Precia put a barrier around the entire Babel Temple. No one could enter unless she released it.

After capturing the Babel Temple, Don Quixote used CCTV magic to send a video to the Neck House capital.

-Your first prince, Pelle, and 1,000 priests are being held hostage.

Deposit 200 million gold within 24 hours into the imperial magic account that I designate.

If you do not deposit 200 million gold within 24 hours, I will kill the first prince, Pelle, and 1,000 hostages.

Originally, he was going to demand 100 million gold, but the plan changed when Precia joined.

She takes a whopping 60%.

In order to eat the remaining 40%, he had no choice but to raise the amount.

A hostage situation of this scale has never happened in history.

The largest hostage situation in history was started by Don Quixote.