Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 452

Magic is Learned for Nothing – Episode 453 (453/502)

# 453

Why are you all doing this to me? (1)

“Ah… seriously.”

Legion crumpled the tissue he used to plug his nose and spat it out. The tissue was stained with blood.

The nosebleed had stopped.

“I should just—!”

Legion glared at Preetia.

Preetia was shameless. No, she was radiating an aura that said she had every right to beat him up.

“What?”

Preetia jutted out her chin and glared at Legion like a fierce leopard.

“I clearly said I handed over the money.”

“To whom?”

Legion looked at Dreijar. He had asked him to handle the matter while he was receiving the king in Fort Poman.

You gave the money, right?

Of course.

Dreijar nodded.

“Don Quixote, Jack Nicher, the mercenaries, your share. I couldn’t find you, so I left it with Don Quixote.”

“How much?”

“50 million gold.”

“Why 50 million gold? It’s 100 million gold.”

“I don’t know how much you guys decided to split. I just divided it equally and handed it over to Don Quixote. 50 million gold each.”

“How much did you take?”

“200 million gold.”

“You sly bastard! Why 200 million gold for you!”

“I planned the operation. If it weren’t for me, you guys would have had to settle for just 200 million gold. And I guarantee you wouldn’t have even received 200 million gold without me. You’d still be chased by Duke Trebia and the Cobra Legion or whatever. Can you beat them easily?”

“Hmm.”

Mediocre knights were nothing to him.

But if a group of 7-star, 7-circle or higher mages ganged up and swarmed him, it would be quite troublesome.

In particular, Duke Trebia was suspected to be an 8-star master. Even young dragons were no match for him.

Of course, there was a world of difference between young dragons and himself, a wyrm-class dragon. Even ten young dragons wouldn’t be a match for him.

Frankly speaking, he was confident that he wouldn’t be afraid even if the ancient geezers came.

Nevertheless, Duke Trebia made him uneasy. He was definitely not the type to fight fair and square.

If he were to pick a fight with a dragon, it would be because he was confident of winning.

He would be preparing to stab him in the back somehow.

That’s why he didn’t want to fight Duke Trebia if he could help it.

Preetia glanced at Dreijar. That big, dumb oaf was an 8-star warrior like Duke Trebia.

Their skills seemed to be similar.

But Dreijar was confident that he could win all 100 times if they fought 100 times.

Dreijar was strong. But he was too fixated on one-hit kills and head-on battles.

From Preetia’s perspective, he was the easiest opponent to fight.

Seeing Preetia looking at him, Dreijar’s face turned red.

Has she finally realized my feelings? He whispered to Preetia.

“Let’s go register our marriage.”

“Register what?”

“Marriage.”

Preetia was so dumbfounded that she glared at Dreijar.

“Are you crazy?”

“I’m not crazy.”

“You’re not crazy, but you’re asking me, a Red Dragon, to register our marriage?”

“Yes.”

Marriage registration, as humans understand it, doesn’t have a significant impact on Preetia. However, the moment she utters the draconic words that she will marry him, it severely infringes upon the dragon’s freedom.

In other words, Preetia would have to live as a wife with immense power until Dreijar dies of old age.

That was the power of draconic words.

Of course!

Preetia thought Dreijar was crazy.

“Just because we did it once, you’re clinging to me like this?”

“Just once? Call it love.”

“Love my ass. I’ve lived much longer than you, but I haven’t seen true love. It’s all lies disguised as love. You’re the same. So don’t talk to me about marriage registration or any other bullshit and go sit in that corner.”

It was a harsh statement that would make anyone wince.

Nevertheless, Dreijar was beaming. What was so good about it?

“I’m patient.”

“Yeah, have patience until you die of old age.”

Preetia turned her head back to Legion.

“Okay. Assuming that’s true, where’s the 50 million gold?”

“I gave it to Don Quixote.”

“Why give it to him?”

“I needed to find you. So I gave it to those who lived with you.”

“Lived with me?”

“That’s how it seemed.”

“You should have given it to me directly!”

“I’m telling you again, I didn’t know where you were.”

“I should just—!”

“Why? Gonna hit me again? I won’t stand for it this time.”

Legion and Preetia’s eyes met.

Preetia, who had raised her fist, clenched her teeth.

The handsome young man in front of her was not some ultra-Yanus [an extremely handsome man].

He was Duke Legion of Alexander Territory.

Her lair was in the Dusselph Mountains. Having lived there for a long time, she knew Alexander Territory well. She hadn’t paid attention to it for a while because of that crazy Alexander stalker, but she definitely knew the Alexander family well from her perspective.

Knowing that this handsome young man was a descendant of the Alexander family, it all made sense at once.

It was no coincidence that Alexander de Recordian came to mind when she first saw Legion.

This was truly a terrible fate.

It was sickening.

Even that Dreijar was like that.

That guy was Duke Legion’s closest aide. To be connected to such a guy.

It seemed like this life was ruined.

No matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t escape the Alexander family.

Should she give up on this life and aim for the next life after reincarnation?

What if she reincarnated as a dog instead of a dragon? Or as an oxpecker that lives by eating the leftovers stuck in an alligator’s teeth.

She was too scared to commit suicide because of that.

But she knew this for sure.

The curse of the Alexander family that had lasted for 250 years was still binding her.

The more she struggled, the more she became entangled with this family.

“What’s troubling you?”

Dreijar asked.

“Troubling me? Troubling me? Are you my groom? Can’t you speak properly? Ugh! Annoying! Annoying!”

Preetia ruffled her luscious red hair and walked into the territory.

Dreijar, who didn’t know why she was angry, tilted his head and followed Preetia.

“Hey, soldier.”

The nosebleed had stopped.

Legion got up from his seat and called the soldier who had stopped him.

“Yes? Yes! Lord!”

The soldier was on high alert.

It was no wonder, as he had seen the lord of the territory and the legendary warrior Dreijar all at once. He didn’t know who the red-haired woman was, though.

How could he not be moved, having seen people he couldn’t see from afar right in front of him?

However, what was regrettable was whether he had failed to handle things according to the regulations and whether there was anything that would violate the law.

And he also heard amazing stories.

Stories about 100 million gold, 400 million gold, and 50 million gold.

As expected of the lord.

He was talking about unimaginable amounts of money as if it were nothing.

The soldier had no idea that the unimaginable amount of money was the funds that bankrupted the Neck House Kingdom.

“Can I go now?”

“Yes, please go in.”

“If it’s cutting in line, I’ll stand in line again.”

“Ah, you’re busy with official duties, so it’s okay. Please go in quickly.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Legion waved his hand and entered the castle gate.

The soldier turned to the people in line and said.

“He’s the lord.”

“I guess so.”

“Didn’t anyone here know the lord’s face?”

“I heard he was short.”

Someone raised their hand and said.

“I heard he was fat.”

“I heard he wears strange armor.”

It was all over the place.

None of the words could be trusted.

“Okay, okay, let’s start again. And as you learned a little while ago, don’t just start cursing at people who cut in line. Don’t use violence. A noble might have lost their ID, you know.”

“Yes, yes, we should. If we had used violence, we would have all been deported. But the lord is really kind. He generously forgave us for cursing so much. We were so moved.”

“Me too.”

“I’ve never seen such a handsome lord.”

“He’s totally tsundere [a character who is initially cold but gradually warms up to others].”

The people were deeply moved as they watched Legion’s back disappear into the castle gate.

Legion didn’t do anything…

Rumor has it that he went to encourage the residents who were suffering at the castle gate.

Rumor also has it that he held an old man’s hand and cried with him.

He handed out bottled water to everyone, saying, ‘This is the law, so you must abide by it. Even if it’s difficult, please try a little harder. The moment you enter that castle gate, you will be under the complete protection of the law. Duke Legion will never forgive those who harm you.’

Legion never said such things.

He never even thought about it.

He didn’t know where those words came from.

There’s a saying, ‘There’s no smoke without fire.’ It’s a figurative way of saying that there’s no result without a cause.

But what was happening now was a bizarre event with no cause and only a result.

It is said that countless refugees and tenant farmers who were moved by Legion because of this event joined the Legion New Church.

Legion had no idea that a temple of the Legion New Church, named after him, existed openly within the territory.

Legion is said to be the leader-

People had never seen the leader in the temple.

A huge bald man (Haimo) comes out and shouts ‘Do you believe!’ every day.

And he threatens that if you don’t pay money, you’ll go to hell.

* * *

Vampire Queen Sharon’s face gradually turned blue and hardened.

It was the most shocking news she had heard recently.

No matter how many times she pondered it, she couldn’t believe it.

“Great one. What did you just say?”

The White Dragon Tibone, who had polymorphed into a human, took a few sips of the whiskey that Sharon had presented.

He emptied the glass completely as if his insides were burning. And then he refills his glass again.

It wasn’t an act of trying to taste the whiskey, but just an act of wanting to get drunk.

“Just as I said. I’m going to empty my lair now.”

“Didn’t you say you were going to sign a lease agreement with Gloomy Eyes?”

“He’s not coming, so I can’t help it. Maybe I can meet him there.”

“If you’re talking about that place?”

“The place where the Dragon Lord resides.”

Tibone pointed to the sky with his finger. It probably doesn’t mean the celestial realm just because it’s the sky.

Sharon also knew where the Dragon Lord lived.

A mysterious place that only exists in legends.

The fantasy island, Threepiggybak!

It only remained in ancient books, and the number of people who had actually witnessed it could be counted on one hand.

“Threepiggybak?”

“That’s right.”

“I really want to go there.”

“If it’s you, the Dragon Lord might invite you someday. You get along very well with us.”

“I’m just grateful that you say that. But why are you suddenly emptying your lair?”

“Actually, that’s why I called you.”

“What?”

“Won’t you stand on our side?”

Sharon’s eyes twitched.

Dragons are neutral in the human realm. They transform into humans to enjoy entertainment, but basically, they don’t have a big impact on the human realm in any form.

That’s why they don’t distinguish between you and me.

There couldn’t be a side.

But Tibone said ‘on our side’.

She doubted her ears.

What on earth is he intending to say such a thing?

“On the same side?”

“Do you know why the Dragon Lord issued a general mobilization order to all dragons?”

“No.”

How could she know?

“The dragons have decided to actively intervene in the human realm.”

“What is that…”

“Continental War…”