Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 432

The Unholy City 2

Legion smiled and waved his hand.

“Act like a magnanimous person. If you throw a punch first as usual, who would think of you as a Duke? Now, who are you?”

“Legion, the Duke.”

“That’s right. What kind of Duke?”

“The youngest Duke in the kingdom.”

“That’s right. Because you are young, there is a very high probability that others will look down on you. The more you are like this, the more you should not punch.”

“I know that much.”

Legion looked up at the sky.

Autumn had already arrived.

Until recently, many people suffered from the heat wave of midsummer.

In particular, old farmers suffered great damage. Their children told them not to go out to the wheat fields because it was so hot. But the old people didn’t listen.

“They are all living things. They are thirsty and tired just like us. So I have to help them.”

However, many old farmers could not withstand the hot sun and collapsed.

It is said that more than thirty people have died from heatstroke this year alone.

It was an unusually hot summer.

The summer sun retreated as if it had never happened. It got quite chilly in the morning and evening.

Around 10 a.m. is the most refreshing. It’s a little chilly, but you can take a deep breath. The sky is very high, and there are often days without a single cloud.

“I can’t beat people on such a pleasant day.”

“Right.”

Legion twisted one side of his lips. To others, it looked like he was being mean and mocking.

However, in his previous life, Mon Saeng-gyeo [a character from his past life] said that Legion looked like a very urban man when he saw him like that. She also added that he looked sophisticated.

*I don’t know why her words suddenly came to mind….*

Now that I’m better looking than I was in my previous life, if I make that expression, everyone around me will be mesmerized.

Legion twisted his lips and waved his fingers.

“It’s okay. Anyone can make mistakes.”

As generously as possible.

Vassarabab looked back and forth between Legion and Annabelle in surprise.

And he said in a small voice.

“What if you provoke Count Annabelle? You have to accept it with a generous smile.”

“Yes?”

“Isn’t that a provocative act to anyone? Of course, I know that you have a deep meaning. But I don’t think it’s right in this situation. Am I being too intrusive as an old man?”

“Yes?”

*What is this all about?*

For reference, Vassarabab received the position of Prime Minister. But he did not receive a title.

He was not a noble, but he was second only to the king in the hierarchy. It was a very unusual situation. There has never been a person who has risen to the position of Prime Minister without a title.

Because if you become a 5th grade civil servant, you can receive at least the title of Baron.

Nevertheless, Vassarabab stubbornly refused the title. “When the country is stable, I will go to the Magic Tower and devote myself to research for the rest of my life,” he told King Lauzel.

“So I don’t need the title of nobility,” he also said.

King Lauzel wanted to keep Vassarabab tied down, but his will was so strong.

Inevitably, Vassarabab temporarily decided to take the position of Prime Minister.

As expected, he is excellent. When he took the position of Prime Minister, the internal affairs quickly stabilized.

It wasn’t that there were no problems.

Duke Sijinpi, who thought he would become Prime Minister, began to put him in severe check.

But so far, it is as solid as a fortress.

King Lauzel is a national hero.

He crouched like a sleeping dragon and reversed the situation all at once with many heroes.

Although the royalist faction was divided into Duke Sijinpi and Vassarabab, the number of nobles who supported King Lauzel was overwhelmingly large.

He is the Prime Minister pushed by such a king.

No matter how much Duke Sijinpi tries, he could not push Vassarabab out unless he had a critical weakness.

Therefore, even without a title, Vassarabab can naturally speak informally to Legion.

Legion didn’t care much.

If Vassarabab used extreme honorifics, it would have been more burdensome.

At Vassarabab’s words, Legion looked at Count Annabelle. His eyes were heavily sunken. The knights guarding him were the same.

If Legion were not a Duke, they would have drawn their swords and taken action immediately.

*Why?*

“Damn it… this is fucked up… Ahem, Your Excellency the Duke. I think I have been rude. I would like to greet you again. I am Count Annabelle, who is in charge of the commercial city of Conjuring.”

Annabelle gave a military salute to Legion.

*Damn it, this is fucked up…* He said it quietly, but Legion and Vassarabab heard it clearly.

The warrior guarding Legion and Vassarabab was Count John Wick.

Originally, he was Duke Sijinpi’s right-hand man, but he was promoted to Count at once for his contribution to effectively blocking Inflenza and Count Sass in the final battle.

John Wick became independent from Duke Sijinpi. He still has a strong connection with him, but the feelings they feel for each other are not as special as before.

Especially after witnessing the power beyond common sense of Legion and Dreiser.

The kingdom’s seven strongest.

In John Wick’s opinion, it seemed like a relic of the old era.

Instead of hitting everything, they should be divided into the kingdom’s two strongest and five strongest.

Of course, the strongest were Legion and Dreiser.

He doesn’t think the other five strong can beat these two.

Even Marquis Porse, who is now missing, does not even have the image of fighting against them and winning.

He had always believed that the strongest person he had ever lived with was Marquis Porse, but Duke Legion and Viscount Dreiser were men who overturned his common sense all at once.

And yet…

That puppy-like Count Annabelle provokes Duke Legion.

Of course, Duke Legion may have made him feel a little bad.

So what?

He is a Duke.

He couldn’t even be compared to a Count.

But how dare he utter profanity in front of His Excellency the Duke?

*What a bastard.*

John Wick stepped forward and placed his hand on the hilt of his sword. His eyes looking at Annabelle are very fierce.

He was about to draw a sword full of aura at any moment.

“What did you just say?”

John Wick asked fiercely.

Annabelle’s eyebrows twitched like caterpillars as he turned his head to John Wick.

“What is this again?”

“What did you say in front of His Excellency…?”

“What does it matter to you what I say?”

“I will cut off your head for insulting His Excellency the Duke.”

“What? You crazy bastard. A guy I’ve never seen before is going to cut off my head out of the blue? Go ahead and try it, you bastard.”

Light spread in all directions from John Wick’s scabbard, who couldn’t stand it. A flash of light flashes.

At the same time, John Wick’s aura turned into dozens of strands and covered Annabelle’s entire body.

He doesn’t want to kill him.

But he was thinking of cutting the horse he was riding into pieces. He was the strongest knight in the Sijinpi Duke faction.

He also has excellent command skills to take charge of a group of generals.

*Kaga Gagagang!*

His sword-

It was blocked so futilely.

The huge men standing behind Annabelle deflected the aura with greatswords.

They must be at least 2 meters 30 centimeters tall [approximately 7’6″]. They were rare giants.

They were not wearing protective gear.

They were shirtless.

They only held huge greatswords, and there were no shields. All they had were iron face masks with two holes.

Because of the face mask, I couldn’t read their expressions.

“Ho, not bad.”

John Wick’s eyes turned cold. A hundred bodyguards also grabbed the hilts of their swords. They were ready to draw their swords at any moment if an order was given.

“Stop it.”

Legion stopped John Wick.

“However… Count Annabelle insulted Your Excellency. This is insubordination. This is a problem that can never be overlooked.”

John Wick didn’t seem to be able to let go of his anger.

He never looks down on Legion because he is young. He still doesn’t even guess how strong Legion is.

He is vaguely guessing that he might be the youngest Grand Master [a title for extremely powerful individuals] in history.

A Grand Master at that age?

In fact, it doesn’t make sense.

It doesn’t make sense, but he thought that Duke Legion would be a Grand Master based on his hunch.

That hunch was getting stronger and stronger.

What if Legion and Dreiser are the same Grand Master?

It is the blessing of the kingdom.

For at least 50 years, they will be able to stand up to any foreign invasion.

The weight of the word Grand Master is beyond imagination. No human could help but pay respect in front of the Grand Master.

I guarantee…

If Legion and Dreiser are really Grand Masters…

If King Lauzel is a wise ruler…

The synergy of these three might transform the kingdom into an empire.

*Empire.*

What a heart-pounding word.

John Wick had been thinking about that since some time ago. That’s why he felt a strong aversion to Annabelle, who was disrespectful to Legion, who might be the youngest Grand Master in history.

But Legion himself says it’s okay. Since he says it’s okay, he couldn’t step forward presumptuously anymore.

He swallows his anger.

He put his sword back into its scabbard and glared at Annabelle.

Annabelle smiled and said with his mouth, ‘What? What? What are you going to do?’

He is really a guy who provokes murder. If he gave the order, he wanted to cut off his head in an instant.

Before that, he would have to get rid of the strangely shaped bodyguards standing behind Annabelle.

“What does it matter what a human becomes if a dog barks together?”

Legion said.

“Yes?”

John Wick doesn’t seem to understand.

But Annabelle understood immediately what Legion was saying.

His caterpillar-like eyebrows twisted severely. His face turned red as if he had been drinking. His lips are moving.

“Let’s act like humans. Don’t act like dogs. If they bark, we can tickle their chins. Then the dogs like it. If they bark a little too much, let’s beat them up a bit and sell them to a dog butcher.”

“Ah, hehehe. Is that okay? He seemed like a bit of a rude dog.”

“What’s the point of using a knife? Like this. Like this.”

Legion pretended to step on a dog. Every time he did, Annabelle flinched as if he was being stepped on.

“You can step on them like this. Until they stop barking. Dogs listen well when they are beaten.”

“I understand. I will follow your orders. First of all, I will not pay attention to the dog barking.”

“Yes, yes, humans should act like humans. Dogs should act like dogs.”

“Yes, humans should act like humans. Dogs should act like dogs.”

John Wick looked at Annabelle while forcibly holding back his laughter.

*Oh, look at that bastard’s eyes. He’s going to eat people alive.*

Annabelle’s eyes were emitting an incredibly ferocious energy like the eyes of an undead.

John Wick, who was looking at Annabelle-

He felt very refreshed.

He realized for the first time that he could crush people with words like this, even if he didn’t use his fists.

“Vassarabab, let’s go. It’s almost time for the Imperial Princess to arrive.”

“Hmm, let’s do that.”

Vassarabab nodded. He glanced at Annabelle.

He looked so angry that it seemed like smoke was coming out of his head.

*Tsutsutsutsu.*

*This is your fault.*

How can you act like that without knowing what kind of person Duke Legion is?

Consider this much as fortunate.

I have never seen anyone who was safe after being involved with Duke Legion.

Vassarabab wished Annabelle good luck.

Anyway, I have to stay overnight at Annabelle’s castle today. I want to book a 5-star hotel if I could, but there was no hotel of that level here.

The only place where the Imperial Princess can be accommodated is Count Annabelle’s castle.

So I hope he doesn’t mess with Duke Legion anymore and lives quietly.

Of course…

“Legion, you son of a bitch.”

Annabelle had no intention of doing so. He clenched the necklace around his neck tightly with his hand.

Black light flowed out of the necklace and infused Annabelle with magic.

He is a devout believer in the Stone Head Church [likely a cult or religious organization].