Magic is Learned in Vain – Episode 438
# 438
Gangster School (1)
While the Lord was desperately fighting, spitting blood as if he were dying, the territory was peaceful.
-The next stop is Legion Private Academy. The next stop is Legion Private Academy.
The conductor’s voice flowed from the speaker of the large carriage that could transport thirty people at once.
Stove Jobs of Apple Motors, whom Legion had contracted with as a substitute for *Kkwong* [a Korean transportation company, similar to Greyhound in the US], in Las Vegas, was producing a series of big hits.
Stove Jobs’ large carriage, the bus, was one of them.
The bus circulates greatly throughout the Legion estate. There are more than forty stops.
Thanks to the bus and the stops, the activity area of the territory residents has increased more than 10 times compared to usual.
In particular, as the market became active on a large scale, local specialties from each village began to be distributed at low prices.
Legion decided to widen the road to 4 lanes, which is much larger than it is now.
In addition, 10 more lanes were constructed.
The long-term plan was to build a road all the way to the Vampire Kingdom in the far north.
It would cost an enormous amount of money, but Legion had enough funds to handle it.
If a direct line to the Vampire Kingdom were opened, far northern products would flow in in large quantities.
After crunching the numbers, a quote came out that at least 3 times more money could be made just by building the road.
Thanks to this, the Legion Duke’s territory is vibrant.
There was no place where construction was not underway. Tall skyscrapers are also being built in every town.
“Is this Legion Private Academy?”
Several men and women got off the bus.
“We’re late. Damn it. Today’s guidance teacher is Jo Nnae. I’m screwed.”
“There are still 2 minutes left. Run!”
The children ran towards the school with all their might.
However, only one student is relaxed.
It goes without saying that students are prohibited from smoking. Nevertheless, he put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it.
He took a long breath and exhaled, as if he was used to it.
His name is Muffle de Bouya.
He is the son of Baron Muffle, who recently moved.
He looks like a delinquent teenager at first glance.
But he is no ordinary delinquent teenager.
He has a history of taking over five academies in the capital city of Poman.
A genius fighter.
He instinctively felt mana at the age of five, and by the age of twelve, he was able to convert mana into magic power and create a mana blade.
Just as there is a world for adults, there is also a world for teenagers.
He had no choice but to move to the Legion Duke’s territory because of his father’s work, but the boy believed that he could take over such a backward academy in just one day.
He was confident that he could do it.
Because he had knocked down everyone who had ever opposed him in one blow.
Even the teachers couldn’t touch him.
The reason why he was able to continue attending school despite being on the verge of expulsion several times was thanks to his potential ability.
Bouya could become a Sword Master who would lead the future.
The principal thought so.
Having a 7-star Sword Master from his school would guarantee the future.
Even if he produced only one Sword Master, he would be praised as a prestigious school.
That’s why Bouya was able to attend school despite causing so many accidents.
However, he could not stop him from transferring. Bouya protested to his father that he would stay at school.
But he had no choice but to give up his will at his father’s words.
“There is something you don’t know. Your father was a member of the Gongwang faction. Do you know what will happen if this fact is revealed?”
Even a reckless teenager could fully guess what would happen afterwards.
He would disappear into the execution ground without a sound.
His father was trying to avoid this place in a hurry. At least, if he worked under Duke Legion, he hoped that he could survive even if it was revealed that he was a member of the Gongwang faction in the future.
Bouya grabbed the shoulder of a boy running next to him.
“Ah, what is it?”
The boy looked at Bouya. *What?* He had a look on his face that said, ‘Who is this bastard?’
“You’re a student at Legion Private Academy, right?”
“Can’t you tell by looking?”
“Let me ask you a few things.”
“Ask me later. I’m going to die if I don’t go now. Do you know who the guidance teacher is today?”
How would he know?
Today is his first day of transfer.
“Never mind. Let me ask you a few things.”
“Ah, damn it, I’m in a hurry! Today’s guidance teacher is Jo Nnae. Jo Nnae! Do you think he’ll care about our situation?”
“Jo Nnae or whatever. Do you want to get hit and start?”
Bouya raised his fist. Blue mana was flowing from his fist. The boy was startled to see his fist.
“Mana Fist?”
Swordsmen create mana blades. On the other hand, martial artists create mana fists.
It is more difficult to create a mana fist, but which one is more efficient is still being debated in academia.
“Yeah, Mana Fist. You know what will happen to your face if you get hit by this, right?”
“Oh, damn it. I didn’t even do my homework, so nothing’s working out. Who the hell are you? I’ve never seen your face before.”
“I’m Bouya.”
“Bouya?”
“Yeah, I’m a transfer student.”
“No wonder I’ve never seen your face before. Okay, what do you want to ask?”
“Who’s the boss of the academy?”
“Boss?”
“Yeah, the strongest guy. Is this such a rural area that you don’t even know the word ‘boss’?”
“Why wouldn’t I know that word? It’s just that it was a word that was popular about 10 years ago, so I was surprised and asked again. The boss of Legion Private Academy is Lindabone.”
“Lindabone?”
“Yeah, he’s a giant over 2 meters 20 centimeters tall [approximately 7’3″], and has never lost. He’s the next student council president.”
Bouya tilted his head. It was the first time he had heard that the boss of the school was the student council president.
The boss of the school is a delinquent student. Isn’t that the accepted theory?
“Our school has a vice president who studies well and a president who fights well.”
“What, what a crazy school.”
“Isn’t it like that at other schools?”
“Of course not. Okay, so if I defeat Lindabone, the school will be in my hands?”
“Huh? You’re going to fight Lindabone?”
“Of course. I’m going to become the boss and run this school as I please.”
“Hmm, it won’t be easy.”
“Does that sound come out even after seeing my Mana Fist?”
“There are quite a few guys like you.”
“There are many guys who use Mana Fist?”
“Of course. There are also many guys who use Mana Blade. Ah, have you ever heard of the Western Front?”
“Western Front?”
“Yeah, they’re an extreme group, and they’re very strong. Everyone can use Mana Blade and Mana Fist. They’re a group that can compete with Lindabone.”
“Hmm. So there are several factions in the school?”
“Of course. It’s a bloodbath. Besides that, the Bald Brigade and the Legion New Church are no joke either.”
“Bald Brigade? Legion New Church?”
“We just call the Bald Brigade that. They shave their heads and walk around together. What was it? They said they were eliminating their desires or something.”
“What about the Legion New Church?”
“Do you know who the lord of this territory is?”
“Do you think I’m an idiot?”
“The lord is god-like here.”
“What does that mean?”
“It’s really true. There will be a lot of people who will die if the lord orders them to die. There are tons of people who would believe even if the lord made *adzuki* [small red beans] beans out of soybeans. Even the guidance teacher, Jo Nnae, is like that.”
“A, a cult?”
“No way. Don’t you know about the sacred achievements that the lord has accomplished so far?”
“I don’t know. Isn’t it just luck that he was promoted to duke?”
“Tsk tsk tsk, you’re saying something that will cause big trouble. There’s a Legion Museum in the school.”
“What’s that again?”
“It’s a museum built by the great wizard Mizset and his colleagues to commemorate the lord’s achievements.”
He seemed to have heard of the great wizard Mizset and his colleagues. They seemed to be known as great adventurers. Why would they build a museum for the lord?
In Bouya’s opinion, there was no connection.
“Anyway, the guys who use their fists a lot in school are divided like that. Of course, there are quite a few lonely wolves. Especially, don’t touch him. It’ll be a real mess.”
“Who?”
“Prometheus.”
“Prometheus?”
“Yeah, you’ll know him when you see him. He’s a mixed race of human and orc. He’s a freshman this year, and he’s incredibly strong. If you mess with him for no reason, you’ll get a nosebleed.”
“Hmph, freshmen are nothing…….”
“Is that all? I’m really late. I’m going.”
After saying that, the boy ran madly towards Legion Private Academy.
“Cowardly bastard.”
Bouya put another cigarette in his mouth. He lit it and exhaled deeply.
It’s already late anyway.
What will change if I hurry to school? It was better to waste a little more time than to be scolded anyway. These are the experiences he has learned from his previous schools.
“Hoo-oo-oo.”
The cigarette tastes good today.
Is it because it’s a clean area with fresh air?
“Are you a student at Legion Private Academy?”
Someone asked from behind Bouya.
Bouya was startled. He didn’t notice anyone coming right behind him until just now.
He quickly twisted his waist to look at the other person.
*Oh, shit, you scared me.* What kind of human being is that?
Bouya had never seen anyone who looked so fierce.
Even monsters seemed cuter than this man. Furthermore, this crazy man had his hair braided in pigtails. He was so dumbfounded that he couldn’t even laugh.
“So?”
“So?”
The man narrowed his brows slightly.
Bouya was terrified. It’s not because he was intimidated by the other person’s momentum. It’s because his face was fierce. He soothed himself like that.
“Is it okay for a student to smoke?”
“Is there a school rule that says it’s not allowed?”
“Is there?”
Once again, the man narrowed his brows.
The man looked at the young man standing next to him.
“Profiler Principal. It’s not like all the guys at school are like this. It’s just that this guy is a little rude.”
“Don’t worry. Now that I’ve decided to take on the role of principal. I’ll remodel them all into humans.”
“Human remodeling. That’s good news to hear. Hey, did you hear that?”
The man asked while looking at Bouya.
“W, what are you talking about.”
“He said he’s going to remodel you into a human. Okay, that’s great. Let’s start by remodeling you as the principal’s first assignment.”
“What the hell. Do you know who I am!”
Bouya confidently created a Mana Fist. Even at his previous schools, the teachers were intimidated when he showed them his Mana Fist. They ran away with their tails between their legs, saying, ‘Be careful next time.’
After that, no teacher ever nagged him again.
It will be the same now…….
Bang!
Oh…….
Something flashed before his eyes. At the same time, Bouya’s most confident Mana Fist collapsed.
Something must have gone wrong.
His eyes were spinning.
His mind turns white.
He wanted to shout, ‘What the hell happened?’, but he couldn’t open his mouth.
Bang!
Once again, something flashed before his eyes.
Gradually, Bouya’s consciousness fades away like a flashing light. As he lost consciousness, he heard something ridiculous.
“Ah, it’s really hard to take out the maximum power.”
“Did you hit him with your fist?”
“Fist? If I hit him with my fist, this kid will die.”
“Then what did you hit him with?”
“Wind pressure.”
“Wind pressure?”
“That’s right. Principal. I just took out the maximum power and blew this kid’s face off with wind pressure alone.”
“You took out the maximum power and hit him with wind pressure alone, and you knocked out a student who can use Mana Fist?”
“It’s harder to hit him lightly like this than to kill him.”
Bouya thought.
You lying bastards.
Where are you saying such nonsense?