Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 438

Magic is Learned in Vain – Episode 439

# 439

Gangster School 2

“Ugh.”

Bouya regained consciousness. His face throbbed. He touched his nose, relieved to find it wasn’t crushed. No nosebleed either. Yet, the shock to his face lingered.

He opened his eyes.

A bright ceiling came into view. The blanket covering his stomach felt fluffy. The pillow smelled fragrant.

“You’re awake?”

Bouya looked towards the source of the clear voice. A considerable beauty was looking at him.

“A Dark Elf?”

It was a Dark Elf, a sight he wouldn’t encounter in the Holy City of Poman.

It was his first time seeing one in person.

The ‘Harem of the Ring’ trilogy had been a massive hit, and the Dark Elf who appeared in it had risen to stardom. But he had only seen her in videos.

This was the first time he had faced one at such a close distance.

The Dark Elf before him seemed much more beautiful than the one who had appeared in ‘Harem of the Ring.’

“I am a Dark Elf. I’m Natalie, the medical instructor (daughter of Dark Elf Ssenka, sister of Rene. She inherited medical magic instead of plastic surgery magic and became a doctor).”

“Natalie?”

“Yes, I’m doing my internship here.”

“Like a priestess… or something?”

Natalie is very beautiful. Moreover, she looks young. At first glance, she looked like she was his age.

Perhaps that’s why he didn’t readily use honorifics [formal terms of address].

“It’s a little different from a priestess. I use medical magic to cure diseases, and priestesses use the power of God to heal them.”

Bouya narrowed his brow slightly. Even after hearing it, he didn’t quite grasp the difference.

“But why am I here…?”

“I heard you stood up to Dreizger?”

“Dreizger? You mean Crazy Dreizger?”

“That’s right. Dreizger dragged you here by the scruff of your neck.”

Ah, I see.

Only then could Bouya understand the whole situation. He had fought with Dreizger, one of the Seven Greats of the kingdom [a group of highly skilled individuals].

Crazy Dreizger, who was rumored to be a Grand Master [an extremely powerful martial artist].

He had faced him.

As he remembered, fists had been exchanged. He thought his fist might have reached him.

It didn’t make sense that he was the only one who was beaten up this badly while Dreizger was fine.

Maybe his nose was crushed.

A narrow margin.

Smirk-

Bouya smiled.

“That’s quite an interesting smile. Why are you smiling like that?”

Natalie asked.

“I lost by a narrow margin.”

“Who?”

“Me. He was indeed skilled enough to be called one of the Seven Greats of the kingdom. It’s a shame, but I admit defeat today. But I’m still young. By this time next year, Crazy Dreizger will be beneath my feet.”

Natalie looked at Bouya with a ‘What nonsense are you spouting?’ expression.

She had never seen a kid bragging about being able to stand up to Dreizger.

Even if all the combatants in the Dark Elf village risked their lives, they couldn’t inflict a single wound on Dreizger.

He wasn’t just rumored to be a Grand Master.

He really was a Grand Master.

It was impossible to even guess how strong he was.

But…

What crazy nonsense is that kid talking about? Is he hurt in the head?

“Who lost to whom by a narrow margin?”

A man who had been covering himself with a blanket next to Bouya raised his upper body.

Bouya was startled and looked at the man.

Crazy Dreizger also boasts an enormous physique. The thickness of his forearm alone is thicker than the waist of the beautiful Dark Elf in front of him.

But…

The man lying next to him seemed even bigger than Crazy Dreizger.

He didn’t look ferocious, but the sense of intimidation he exuded was beyond imagination.

“Prometheus, are you done sleeping?”

“Sleeping? I was really lying down because I was in pain. Look here. I got bruised from being hit by those guys.”

A slightly youthful voice compared to his size. He pointed to his cheek with a thick index finger.

It was only slightly scratched.

“All the kids who were taken to the temple are twenty in total. Their parents will be contacted soon.”

“Hmph, they started it first. Mom told me not to live getting beat up.”

Bouya scratched his cheek. What is this? What is this conversation? It was like a conversation between a child and a daycare teacher.

Is this huge man mentally challenged?

“Oh, right. Hey, you said you lost to Dreizger Uncle by a narrow margin?”

Prometheus asked, looking at Bouya.

“He was definitely very strong. But in the face of my fighting spirit, even he didn’t know what to do. In the end, I did lose, but it was by a narrow margin.”

Bouya clenched and unclenched his fist. Faint magic was generated from his fist.

It was Mana Fist [a technique that enhances physical attacks with magical energy].

There was no need to show off Mana Fist here. It was just showing off. Especially in front of the beautiful Dark Elf named Natalie, he wanted to show off his skills.

The boy’s warning to be careful of Prometheus had long disappeared from his mind.

“I haven’t lived many years, but I’m hearing all sorts of bizarre things. Right? Teacher. This guy says he has similar skills to Dreizger Uncle. If Sepia or Mamon heard that, they’d collapse holding the back of their necks. Their wish is to beat Dreizger Uncle.”

“He’s probably still half asleep.”

Natalie said with a bright smile.

“Right? I thought so.”

“Half asleep? Are you saying such nonsense even after seeing my Mana Fist?”

Bouya shouted at Prometheus.

“You’re not trying to brag with kids’ play, are you?”

“What? Kids’ play?”

Prometheus clenched both fists. Then, iridescent light poured out from his fists.

It was a powerful force that couldn’t be compared to Mana Fist. The magic power was so strong that all the furniture in the infirmary swirled around and spun in all directions.

“Aura Fist?”

Aura Fist [an advanced technique using life energy] that only warriors of 3-star or higher can use. But that big man was generating Aura Fist from both fists.

Moreover, this overwhelming magic power!

The windows trembled, and the beds they were lying on shook from side to side.

It was an incredible force.

Bouya couldn’t close his mouth at the tremendous power he had never experienced before.

“Prometheus! Stop it!”

Natalie raised her voice.

“Ah, I’m sorry.”

Then, as if nothing had happened, the magic power that had filled the infirmary disappeared without a trace.

“Are you going to keep showing off your strength?”

“What do you mean showing off my strength? I just generated some magic power.”

“Why are you acting like a child?”

“I am a child.”

“Oh, right. I keep forgetting. He’s 7 years old because of his early birthday. Well, it wouldn’t be fun to play with peers. That’s why upperclassmen keep picking fights.”

7 years old?

Bouya thought he had misheard.

How could this man be 7 years old? Just looking at his face, he looks like he’s in his early 20s.

“Are you kidding me?”

Bouya asked Natalie.

“What?”

“That man is 7 years old? That doesn’t make sense.”

“Why not? He’s just growing a little faster.”

“A little?”

Bouya looked at Prometheus again. Even looking again, it didn’t make sense.

7 years old?

He was Prometheus, the strongest martial artist of all time who would lead the territory after Legion.

Having inherited enormous magic power innately, he grew into an unbelievable monster after receiving intensive training from Legion and Dreizger.

“Where are there 7-year-olds like that?”

“Oh, that guy is so suspicious. If you’re awake, go back to the classroom.”

Prometheus quietly got up from his seat and tried to leave the infirmary.

“You stay.”

“Hmph, why?”

Hmph.

That giant said hmph?

Ah! Confusing. Confusing.

Bouya felt dizzy. His confidence, which had been so confident until this morning, had waned considerably.

“Mom said she’s coming.”

“Oh, Mom?”

Prometheus, who had been emitting a terrifying aura, was twitching his face as if he was about to cry.

The fact that a 7-year-old had unimaginable magic power and aura was so mismatched that Bouya felt like he was about to lose his mind.

“I have a lot to study. Can’t I go back to the classroom?”

“No. Your mother and I will have a consultation together.”

“I’d rather have Dad come.”

“I want to, but your mother is coming in person.”

Prometheus tore at his hair. He made a face as if his future was bleak.

Natalie laughed for a long time as if Prometheus’s expression was cute.

Soon…

Thumping sounds are heard.

Prometheus’s mother appeared. She was running so urgently that the vibration was felt on the first floor.

Prometheus’s mother grabbed the doorknob and tore it off.

“Prometheus! You little brat! I told you not to cause trouble!”

It was Amadeus, who married Zenon, Legion’s cousin. Their lovely child was already 7 years old.

As soon as he saw his mother, Prometheus shed tears like chicken droppings [crying profusely].

“Sniff, they started it first. And I didn’t even use Aura. I just pushed them.”

“You just pushed them, and twenty people were taken to the temple?”

“Then should I just get beat up?”

“Well, getting beat up is not okay, but… Haa. What should I do with this?”

Amadeus sighed deeply and shook her head. She waved her hand as if she had just noticed Natalie.

“Natalie, I’m sorry every time.”

“Don’t mention it. Still, you’ve done a good job educating Prometheus. He knows how to reflect properly.”

“What’s the use? I wonder who he got that overflowing strength from.”

Natalie chuckled. Did she really not know?

The blood of the Alexander family and the strongest warrior of the Amazon Orc tribe met.

It would have been stranger if an ordinary child had come out.

Of course, it was something to be celebrated that a much more amazing child than expected had come out.

No one had ever seen such a child.

Only 7 years old.

Prometheus has skills comparable to a 4-star warrior.

If he gains experience under a good teacher, the youngest Sword Master in history might be born.

Well, it would be stranger if he was weak.

It’s harder to find weak people around him. There are 5-star to 7-star warriors everywhere.

Thanks to this, Prometheus had no idea that he was strong.

“I’ll talk to him sternly. Thank you, Natalie.”

“Don’t mention it. Don’t push him too hard.”

“No. I really need to teach him a lesson this time.”

Amadeus grabbed Prometheus’s earlobe and pulled him.

“Ouch! It hurts! Mom! It hurts!”

“I’m doing it so it hurts! You little brat! Who did you take after to be so disobedient?”

Amadeus dragged Prometheus out of the infirmary.

A storm-like time had passed.

Bouya was stunned, watching the giant Orc and the even more giant 7-year-old kid.

It was as if he was possessed by a ghost.

“Transfer student.”

Natalie called Bouya.

“…”

“Transfer student?”

Bouya, who was still out of his mind, didn’t answer.

“Transfer student?”

“Ah, yes?”

“You should go back to your class now. Have you completed the transfer procedures?”

“Yes, I believe my mother did.”

“Have you met the principal?”

The principal?

Ah, is the man who was standing with Dreizger earlier the principal? He was quite young for a principal.

“Then go straight to your class. Your homeroom teacher will be there. Do you know what class you’re in?”

“Ah, yes.”

Bouya nodded.

“Should I take you there?”

“Ah, no. I can go alone.”

“Okay, don’t be reckless next time. You could get seriously hurt.”

“…”

Bouya didn’t answer. He still thought his skills were second to none.

He slammed the classroom door open.

He shouldn’t look weak.

He had to show everyone that he was strong from the start.

Bang!

As the classroom door opened with a sound, about twenty students looked at Bouya.

“What are you staring at! You bastards!”

Bouya came on strong.

Okay.

Everyone was intimidated.

Bouya smiled with satisfaction.

The homeroom teacher Shuttle, who was on the platform, looked at Bouya.

Oh, no.

Shuttle sighed.

He smelled something similar to himself from Bouya.

That kind of smell that only bullies can emit. He had been bullied a lot when he was young. He had even thought about suicide several times.

It was his first time being a homeroom teacher, and he had a problem student like this from the start.

It would be a disaster if he committed suicide.

He had to tell the kids firmly.

Since he’s a weak kid, don’t hit him and get along well together.

“Hehe, don’t be so scared, you guys. I’m generous.”

Bouya still didn’t understand his situation.

* * *

While the territory was flowing peacefully like that-

Legion was fighting desperately against the monsters of the Demon World.

“Damn it, why do I always have to go through this dog-like suffering!”