Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 458

Magic is Learned for Nothing – Episode 459

# 459

The Feast of Absolute Inaction (1)

Forse’s senses were heightened by the long-awaited real battle. He had thoroughly trained his rusty body for a month.

Although his skills hadn’t improved, he had reached a level similar to his former self.

And didn’t he have a secret weapon?

No matter how great the Legion Lord was, it wouldn’t be easy to stop his secret weapon.

But he had been feeling a bit queasy since earlier.

A rumbling sound came from his stomach.

Things didn’t look good.

Oh!

Suddenly, it felt like someone was riding a rapid current in his intestines. Whoosh! Something was rushing down.

This was a disaster.

It was almost there.

Forse clenched his anus tightly. Thank goodness. It was blocked. No, this wouldn’t do. He had to finish this quickly.

Forse moved as fast as he could. If he delayed any longer, he would suffer a humiliating defeat in front of all these spectators.

“Ooooooh! Metamorphosis! For those who don’t know, commentator Jo Nane will explain it.”

Announcer Piranhia shouted.

“Metamorphosis is a technique where you move so fast that your body appears to be two. It’s much more difficult than forming an Aura Blade [a blade of concentrated energy]. Amazing from the start. Player Forse is showing off his extreme agility.”

Forse looked at Legion’s face. He was staring straight at him.

Amazing.

He had become even stronger in the meantime.

To not even flinch after seeing his agility.

Yes, he had heard that he could use 8-star and 8-circle magic simultaneously. He admitted it. He was stronger than him.

But it wouldn’t be easy to block this attack.

Take this!

Forse suddenly stopped in front of Legion.

It was a distance where his fist couldn’t reach.

Surely Forse wasn’t going to show off his 100-meter Divine Fist.

The only person in the territory who could perform the 100-meter Divine Fist was Mamma Yujiro.

Therefore, even for Forse, it would be difficult to use the 100-meter Divine Fist.

But the distance between them was only 2-3 meters. If he was determined, it wasn’t an impossible distance.

The distance of 100 meters was difficult, but a master could release aura from this distance.

“Rocket Punch!”

Everyone’s eyes widened.

It was a technique they had never seen before.

Forse’s left arm fired off with tremendous speed.

The time it took for his left arm to reach Legion was only 0.001 seconds. It was not a speed that could be followed with the eyes.

The distance was also close.

Thwack!

As expected-

The Rocket Punch broke through the magic defense in an instant and accurately struck Legion’s stomach.

“Kueeeek!”

Legion screamed, unlike a lord, and was thrown 10 meters into the air.

And down!

Rojas (a servant of the Legion mansion who was the referee, making a rare appearance) started counting down in a tremendous voice as if to assert his existence.

“One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Lord! Lord! What are you doing? Get up quickly! Only 3 seconds have passed since the match started.”

He whispered to Legion while counting down, slowing down the countdown as much as possible.

Surprisingly, Legion was crying.

Damn it, what is this all about?

His stomach had been hurting since earlier, and eventually, this happened. As soon as the match started, a war broke out in his stomach.

-All troops! Charge towards the anus! Siege units, open the gates of the anus!

The crazy things shouted.

He endured it.

He persevered to the end.

The problem was that he was so focused on that that he couldn’t properly face Forse.

In fact, he couldn’t even see who was in front of him.

Cold sweat was pouring down as he worried about his anus being occupied. His face was covered in sweat even before the match started.

He couldn’t even form a magic defense. He just barely managed to raise a minimal barrier.

Of course, he couldn’t stop Forse with such a magic defense.

Forse moved.

It was amazing agility.

He would have thought so in the past.

But to Legion now, Forse’s movements were slow.

He could catch him easily.

If only his anus wasn’t about to explode!

He had never experienced this since becoming a Transcendent Grand Master. Even if he ate rotten meat, his stomach wouldn’t be upset.

But he was upset.

What kind of food did he eat?

To think that there was food that could cause diarrhea even to a Transcendent Grand Master. To be clear, it wasn’t poison. If it were poison, he would have noticed the moment it touched his tongue.

He was going crazy.

Ah!

That bastard is attacking.

What is that!

He remembered.

Bidet had made Forse’s severed left arm, so that was it.

Ah! He can’t avoid it.

What to do!

The Rocket Punch accurately struck Legion’s stomach. The movement of his intestines became even more active.

Legion fell-

-General! We have finally opened the anus.

-Good! It’s an escape. Let’s breathe the fresh air of the world!

The enemies began to flow out through Legion’s anus.

Legion couldn’t help but shed tears.

He couldn’t move.

He just let go of his consciousness.

The medical team was urgently deployed and brought an emergency stretcher to lift Legion.

“Ugh, what’s this smell?”

“It’s so toxic. Surely Forse didn’t use poison on the Lord, did he?”

Just go. You bastards. I’m so embarrassed.

But…….

A sad thing happened.

Forse also missed his chance.

Rumble, rumble.

Forse looked at the sky and shed a tear.

This morning.

Everyone who ate Chef Decarson’s meal suffered the same fate.

And Decarson is also participating in this match.

* * *

Preitia’s lodging.

Legion had specially provided Preitia with a private residence. He was also wary of her, feeling guilty.

He regretted entrusting Donteckman with 50 million gold. If that bastard didn’t quickly take the money and give it to Preitia, he didn’t know what kind of chaos she would cause.

The large mansion, which could accommodate at least 100 people, was empty except for Preitia.

Originally, there were 12 maids, but they had all been temporarily dismissed for a month.

Preitia was sitting on a chair, legs crossed, reading a book.

It was a very famous book in the past.

The title was Dragon Balls.

It was a novel based on the premise that a girl’s wish would be granted if she collected seven Dragon Balls.

And Preitia, inspired by this novel, devised a way to become stronger in the fastest time possible.

It was the Desert Room created in the subspace.

One day in the real world was one year there.

She unconditionally created monsters of ridiculous levels and threw them in, so if a mediocre strong person entered, only bones would remain in less than half a day.

In other words, they couldn’t escape from the Desert Room.

Preitia had also used this room before. She only lasted four days.

It was too hot and stuffy, and she couldn’t stand it.

But Draischer and Lich Mamon. These guys had been silent for a month.

The limit had been reached.

If it exceeded a month, she would have to assume they were dead.

She had expected them to be strong, rare individuals even in the human realm, but it seemed she was wrong.

Preitia thought they could last up to 15 days at most.

Beyond that was impossible with human will.

Mamon wasn’t human, but he was very similar to human thought due to Legion’s influence.

No matter how well they got along, they would go crazy and die after a fortnight [two weeks].

But they far exceeded Preitia’s expectations.

At first, she thought, ‘Oh! Not bad.’

After 20 days, she became worried. Should she go in and check? She had even thought about it.

But she stopped.

If they were training, her presence could disrupt their rhythm.

She didn’t want to be scolded for nothing.

So she waited another ten days.

Now she was half in doubt.

They might be dead or alive.

Thinking about Draischer’s face, it seemed like he wouldn’t die even if he was dead.

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

The timer she had set started counting down.

Preitia closed the book she was reading and stood in front of the Desert Room. Her mouth was also subtly dry.

She was also curious about how strong they would become if they survived.

Surely they wouldn’t become stronger than her.

Immediately, Preitia shook her head.

It was impossible for a human to surpass her, who possessed the power of an Ancient.

Well, there was one being who didn’t make sense. But let’s exclude him.

There were always mutants everywhere.

Beep, beep, beep.

The time was up.

Cheeeeeek!

The sound of air escaping was heard from the side of the Desert Room.

Squeak!

And.

The Desert Room finally opened.

A long, black shadow covered Preitia’s face.

Draischer and Lich Mamon appeared.

Preitia stared at them blankly for a moment, then smiled.

“You guys are really not like humans. How strong have you become?”

Draischer and Lich Mamon’s magic couldn’t be felt. In simple terms, it meant that they could contain their overflowing magic within their bodies. Magic was always an energy that was emitted. To contain it within the body meant that they had become a vessel that was that much larger.

To control magic meant this.

It was a realm that only a very small number of all races who had learned magic could reach.

Nevertheless, a strange sense of incongruity flowed from them, whose magic only felt weak.

“Now I have to check.”

Draischer smiled, twisting his lips.

That smile.

It was a manifestation of confidence.

Draischer and Lich Mamon cherished their hair like their lives.

That hair was a mess. It was proof that they had been focusing solely on training without grooming it.

“The Tournament of Champions?”

“It’s started.”

“Aren’t you going?”

“How can I go leaving you guys behind?”

“Thank you.”

“Be sure to repay me later.”

“With my body?”

“Shut up!”

Draischer smiled and looked at the sky. His entire body disappeared with a pak!

Preitia, surprised, looked around.

“Up there. Up.”

Lich Mamon pointed to the sky with his bony finger.

Surprisingly, Draischer looked as small as a dot. It was an incredible speed that transcended common sense.

Could she really chase Draischer? She shook her head. It would be impossible in polymorph form, unless she returned to her true form.

“30 days here is 30 years in your time, right?”

“That’s right.”

“To only be able to do that after suffering for 30 years. You really have no talent.”

“What?”

“How are you going to beat Master if you’re so slow?”

“What?”

“I’ll go first. See you later.”

Lich Mamon wrapped his body in an old hood. Then he also disappeared with a pak! sound.

Pak! Pak! Pak!

The sound continued in the air.

Lich Mamon’s entire body disappeared and reappeared in units of hundreds of meters.

That speed was faster than the speed of sound.

“No way. Multiple teleportation! To do that magic so easily? How much has his mastery of magic increased?”

Preitia was dumbfounded.

Those guys had reached a level at least one level higher than she had imagined.

Maybe…….

“Lord Legion, you’re going to have to be on your toes.”

Preitia twisted her lips as she looked at Draischer and Lich Mamon, who had already disappeared from her sight.

Unfortunately, Preitia didn’t know that Legion had been eliminated in the first round.