Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 416

# 417

No Rules 1

The Grand Duke is in a foul mood.

On the surface, he doesn’t seem particularly cruel. He doesn’t enjoy oppressing others. If not for his position, he wouldn’t be difficult to approach.

Originally, his personality was somewhat naive and even cheerful.

It was the reincarnation from the darkness of the Demon World into a human body that influenced his personality.

But that was only when he had a proper body and human emotions.

In times like these, his true nature explodes.

The ten black knights and black mages guarding him couldn’t even speak properly and held their breath.

If he’s consumed by madness, they all die.

Kukukukukung!

Look at that!

Is that even possible with human power?

No.

The Grand Duke should not be judged by human standards.

Kukukukukukung!

The massive Darkwood was caught in an explosion and disappearing.

It’s being reduced to dust.

Perhaps the trees of Darkwood, which had guarded the gap in dimensions for thousands of years or more, were screaming as they were cut down by the power of darkness.

Kukukukukukukung!

The Grand Duke was completely eradicating all life in Darkwood without leaving a trace.

Beyond the word ‘terrifying’.

It was shock and horror!

The super-sized Stone Golem with tremendous brute force.

The super-sized Black Panther displaying unimaginable power.

The super-sized Wood Dragon that could be called an island floating in the sky.

The Silver Wing, over 50 meters in size but flying at supersonic speeds to intercept enemies.

Each one was a monster far surpassing the abilities of the bishops.

And those monsters-

The Grand Duke took them all down at once.

The most terrifying was the battle with the witch. It was a battle of a level never imagined before.

It was neither magic nor aura [a type of energy used by warriors].

Some unknown force enveloped them.

The Grand Duke shattered that unknown energy with force.

I thought the Grand Duke had become stronger.

But I couldn’t be sure how much stronger. He hadn’t collected all of his body yet.

He had only gathered the Black Dragon’s blood, claws, soul, and Vast [likely refers to a significant portion or essence].

What he was supposed to get from the witch today was the Black Dragon’s arms and legs.

At least with that, resurrection as a Black Dragon was possible.

But she disappeared.

The witch didn’t say a word.

The Grand Duke also knew that the witch wouldn’t say anything to him.

Because she wasn’t a being who could open her mouth with magic.

“Uwaaaagh!”

The Grand Duke completely annihilated Darkwood, which had been watching the world as an observer with the witch for thousands or tens of thousands of years, maybe even longer.

Pudduddeudeuk!

The Grand Duke gritted his teeth.

Where the hell did she go?

Or did someone swallow the body instead of me? If so, that bastard will have an immortal body.

Of course, he’s no match for me.

Even if I kill him, I can’t find the arms and legs.

The arms and legs will be reborn again and appear somewhere.

In other words, I have to start all over again.

I can’t guarantee how I can find them.

Extremely unlucky, I might not be able to find them even after a thousand years.

“Even without those arms and legs… it’s not like there’s no way.”

The Grand Duke’s lips turned cold.

An indescribable madness seized his eyes.

“Open the portal.”

“Understood!”

The black mages cast the portal.

A portal appeared that only about ten people could pass through.

“From now on, tell all the believers.”

“About what?”

“Locate the Ancient Dragon’s position.”

“Does that mean?”

“Start a war with those bastards.”

“A, an Ancient-class Dragon, you say?”

An Ancient-class Dragon was not just a simple dragon.

It meant the leader among the seven dragon tribes. Catching him meant war with that dragon tribe.

Moreover, the end of that magic power was beyond imagination.

Even if seven-star black knights swarmed him, they couldn’t win.

Even if seven-circle mages spammed meteors, they couldn’t win.

Does that mean the Grand Duke can defeat such an Ancient Dragon alone?

I guess so.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t initiate such a terrifying operation.

“Which Ancient Dragon are you talking about? I’ll find out the location right away.”

“Which Ancient Dragon?”

“Yes?”

“It means find them all.”

Everyone’s heart seemed to stop.

All the Ancient Dragons?

This absurd…

Is the Grand Duke planning to cause a dimensional collapse?

“Find them. All of them.”

“Understood.”

The black knights and black mages bowed in unison.

They didn’t see the Black Dragon’s head, which was emitting terrifying magic power from the Grand Duke’s back.

* * *

Dondekman and Jack Nicher breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the Neck House army lift the siege.

They were very anxious.

If they launched a full-scale attack, how many people could survive here?

Everyone dies.

It’s just a massacre.

Only one person would survive.

Red Dragon Preitia.

At first, when she revealed herself as ‘Red Dragon,’ I thought it was a joke.

But how should I think of an opponent who can play with me and Jack Nicher like toys?

Dondekman was a seven-star warrior at least three or four times stronger than Jack Nicher.

And the top class.

When such Dondekman got angry and charged at her, he was crushed.

He really came back from the dead.

She was an expert at hitting.

I didn’t know there could be a human who could accurately hit only the painful spots like this.

You can’t hit this well without a long experience.

Okay. Let’s admit it.

We were very unlucky to get caught up in the Red Dragon’s game. There’s one thing I don’t understand.

Dragons never reveal who they are during the game. As soon as they reveal it, all games are over.

It’s called the Oath of the Dragon Language or something.

But Preitia proudly revealed who she was. And she added this.

“Let’s go together for the rest of our lives.”

Lifetime…

Somehow, that word ‘lifetime’ feels very heavy.

Surely not a real lifetime.

Anyway, the operation was smooth thanks to Preitia. But she was the only one who could survive.

Fortunately…

The Neck House army lifted the siege and took it wide.

What the hell are they up to?

“How many hours left?”

Dondekman asked Jack Nicher.

“21 hours left.”

“Good. We only have to endure for 21 hours.”

The kidnapping plan is simple.

Receive 200 million gold in imperial currency, open the portal, and run away. I don’t care about the prince. I’m just going to leave him and run away. What good is killing him?

With 200 million gold, you can go to the end of the continent and live and eat for ten generations until the end of your life.

No matter how red-eyed Neck House is and searches, they can never find it if they launder money through the empire even once.

Hehehe.

I’ve been strangely unlucky for the past few years.

Wow, this is so good!

“Huh?”

“Why?”

“Someone’s coming?”

“Again?”

“Looks like a negotiator.”

“Hmm.”

I just need to get the money, but why keep negotiating?

They’re probably going to ask for a discount, right? No way. Preitia takes 100 million gold. The remaining 100 million gold must be divided among the mercenaries. We have to make a living too.

“What should we do?”

Jack Nicher looked at Dondekman with eyes that said, ‘Shall we kill them?’

So far, three negotiators have been killed.

The reason for killing them is simple.

It was an example.

Those bastards came up to me very arrogantly and said, ‘Hey, you trashy kidnappers! I’m very busy, but I’ll deal with you now, so sit at the negotiating table!’

At first, I was going to listen to a few words, but I got pissed off and just killed them.

The other two were the same.

They were just guys with garbage in their mouths.

They started swearing from the beginning.

Then they threaten that if you don’t come out soon, you’re all dead.

I was dumbfounded.

I don’t know who’s threatening who.

So I killed the negotiators and threw five hostages from the 30th floor.

Ah!

I’m a bad guy by nature after all!

I felt so relieved to see the guys breaking like watermelons.

“There are three of them.”

“Yes.”

“There is no negotiation other than saying they brought money.”

“Understood.”

Jack Nicher, who nodded, took out his exclusive weapon, a dagger. He smiled coldly as he looked at the only memento his mother left behind.

Originally, he was born as the son of a prostitute. It’s natural, but he doesn’t know who his father is.

Jack Nicher lived in a brothel until he was twelve years old. That was his whole life. He had never thought that prostitutes were dirty.

Then one day…

A man under the influence of drugs beat his mother to death.

It was unfair.

Anyone could see that the man was wrong. So he appealed to the law.

“My mother was beaten to death. I know who the man who beat her is. Please punish that man.”

But the government did not help him. Rather, they beat him and sent him back, saying he was lying.

The boy cried in the rain.

The world is like a dog [a common expression meaning the world is unfair].

If you don’t have power, you can’t do anything.

The boy’s consciousness awakened.

He took the dagger his mother had left him.

“This is a sword to protect me. Keep it. You will become much stronger with this sword.”

I’ll get stronger.

He cut all the prostitutes in the brothel with a dagger. People pointed fingers at the boy for cutting the poor prostitutes, but he never regretted it.

He cut while crying.

They were his sisters, aunts, and mothers.

“Be born as a human in the next life. Sisters… don’t live like this again.”

The sisters died smiling.

Jack Nicher was imprisoned in a local prison and met Dondekman there.

“I’ll make you fucking strong.”

He became stronger than 5-star and escaped from prison and killed all the people in the government office. He found his mother’s memento and came here with Dondekman.

It was perhaps a time when he could reach the peak of his life.

If I get 200 million gold…

I’ll throw away my mother’s memento too.

Although the process may not be to his liking, no one can get 200 million gold, which is more than the entire budget of the Baroque Kingdom.

I will…

I will live well on behalf of them.

So…

Die for my bright future!

Jack Nicher swung his dagger.

An intangible sharp aura flew towards the three men.

* * *

“That guy swung his sword?”

Shuttle pointed at Jack Nicher with his finger.

“Yeah, I saw it.”

“It’s like an aura. Wow! I can’t see it. It’s amazing.”

“I know.”

“It’s flying incredibly fast, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Aren’t you dodging it?”

“Do I have to dodge it?”

Shuttle looked at Legion with an expression that said, ‘What the hell are you talking about?’

Aura cuts even steel.

The more trained the aura, the more the power varies.

Now, let’s see.

The distance from that guy is at least 100 meters. A warrior who can fly an aura more than 100 meters away can’t be ordinary. At least the attack power is 5 stars.

Moreover, it’s intangible.

Maybe he’s a warrior specialized in assassination.

He’s quite a threatening presence.

And you’re not dodging the aura that such an opponent flew? Are you out of your mind?

“Hey, hey, don’t look at me like that.”

“Why?”

“You’re giving me a look that says, ‘What are you going to do without dodging the aura now?'”

“Well, I thought the boss would have some way.”

“What way?”

“Then?”

“There’s no need to avoid something like this.”

Legion was right.