Magic is Learned in Vain – Episode 46 (46/502)
# 46
You’re the Only One Who Doesn’t Know (1)
“Let me be honest. I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?”
“No, I don’t. The assassination attempt on the lord has already failed once. Five assassins have gone missing.”
“Hmm.”
The mercenaries let out shallow groans. *Just who is this lord? How could such a formidable force be hidden in this remote backwater? Could there be other hidden agendas at play?*
“Shall I tell you about the lord’s appearance?”
Parring thought of Legion again.
*His appearance changes every week.*
*He gets fat, then thin again. I don’t know why he does that, but it’s hard to understand his eccentricities. No, is that even possible in the first place?*
“I can’t accurately describe the lord’s appearance.”
“What are you talking about now?”
“I think it would be better to see it for yourself than for me to explain it.”
“Is he that… dangerous?”
“Dangerous, huh…”
Parring shook his head.
“I don’t know that either. Whether he’s dangerous… or just stupid.”
“What do you mean?”
“I just mean I don’t know. I have no idea what our lord is. These days, I’m starting to think he sold his soul to the devil…”
Parring’s words sent shivers down the mercenaries’ spines.
*
Legion left the mansion for training.
It seems the new year is coming soon. The weather is getting colder and colder. It always gets terribly cold in January.
So most of the estate residents sit by the fireplace, sipping whiskey, and spend January. Perhaps that’s why there are so many people born in October in this estate.
*Yeah, I wish I could sit in front of the fireplace with my girlfriend, sipping whiskey, and worrying about our future children, but I don’t have a girlfriend in the first place, Silca won’t allow me to drink as much as I want, and Mark is always bothering me in front of the fireplace.*
Legion sighed, looking at the bright moon.
*That son of a bitch, Mark.*
*Having to train in this cold weather…*
-I’m sorry!
*Sorry, my ass. What about this weight?*
-I didn’t know either.
*This bastard always says he didn’t know. And when I say something, he says it’s because I chose magic. Seriously, I’m so dumbfounded. With all the training I’ve done so far, I could have become a Sword Master [a master of swordsmanship] even if I had chosen magic.*
Legion twisted his chapped lips and scratched the back of his head. He’s wearing mittens because his hands are cold, so he can’t scratch well.
*Ah! This is so annoying! So annoying!*
*I’m cold, hungry, and annoyed because of you!*
-I said I’m sorry. Why are you being so petty? This is already my three hundred and seventy-fourth apology.
*Yeah, yeah, right. If you apologize once every 3 seconds, that’s 20 times a minute, and you’d be done with all those apologies in 18 minutes and 42 seconds. You son of a bitch!*
The whole story is as follows.
Last week, Legion went to the goblin village.
In fact, he had already harvested properly a month ago, so he was going to go after winter, but sometimes the goblin chief would offer a very strange thing.
This time was the same…
Named Omega.
*In fact, applying a jewel with an unknown name to the body and disassembling it is too risky. The increasing weight, the decreasing intelligence, and who knows what will happen in the future?*
At this point, Mark, that useless bastard, appears again.
Anyway, Legion, starting from being trapped in a time loop, has gained foresight beyond intelligence through numerous experiences.
One of them is the system.
The time loop is also one of those systems!
It’s a very well-made system, but it hasn’t been updated for hundreds of years. Thanks to that, a setting error occurred.
That’s when the problem occurred…
Anyway, it’s true that I came across quite a few jewels back then.
But I couldn’t even check what effects they had, so they were useless. But the item I collected a month ago happened to be there.
Omega.
As soon as I saw it, my experience-based foresight kicked in. *This guy is bad. Don’t even look at it, just throw it away. First of all, the color is dull and dark, which is very gloomy.*
Let’s just throw it away.
-Wait!
That’s when Mark, that son of a bitch, stepped in.
-It’s a unique jewel. Not in the data.
*Yeah, when have you ever had data? I didn’t expect you to have any, of course.*
-No, no, no, why are you born as a man and have no sense of challenge? It’s a gamble. What if this jewel is effective for dieting?
Twitch!
Diet! Those four letters instantly pierced my heart.
-Just by looking at it, doesn’t it look like it’ll help you lose weight?
*Come to think of it, it does. Look at that amazing matte finish! It looks like you’ll lose weight right away if you eat it…*
-That’s right. Isn’t it either you eat it or you don’t? You might lose 50 kilograms [approximately 110 pounds] with this one! Then you don’t have to run around like a dog for a few days. Go, go, go!
50 kilograms!
I was tempted here. I keep forgetting that I shouldn’t trust Mark’s words.
So I swallowed and disassembled the black and gloomy jewel.
-‘Dieting is bad for your health’ passive skill has been created.
Oh, oh, oh! So far, so good.
Dieting is bad for your health. Of course, it’s bad. It’s mentally harmful and physically too painful.
-Your body becomes stronger as you gain weight.
Huh? What are you talking about? Stronger as I gain weight? Then what should I do now? As the confusion intensified, a new message was heard.
-Your fat can now absorb all impacts. The more weight you gain, the easier it is to absorb impacts. Please eat more and have a great belly.
Legion was frustrated.
*This is too much. If my head gets harder, my intelligence drops, if I raise my intelligence, I gain weight, and if I gain weight, my defense becomes stronger.*
Hull! Will I be happy if I just give up my intelligence?
-Wow! There are all sorts of bizarre skills. This is really the first time I’ve seen something like this. Be brave. You’re still young. This level of hardship is nothing. You can overcome it.
……
Yeah, thanks to you.
Thanks to you, I learned patience.
Thank you.
That’s the behind-the-scenes story.
Anyway, it’s not like there were no good things in that conclusion at all.
Tell me my stats.
-Your height is 155 centimeters [approximately 5 feet 1 inch]. Wow! You grew 2 centimeters. Congratulations!
Shut up!
-Yes sir. Weight 155 kilograms [approximately 342 pounds]. Wow! There aren’t many people with the same height and weight. Shall I take a commemorative photo? I’ll take a picture of your current appearance in front of the mirror and save it in the data.
Do you really want to die?
-Hey, why are you saying that again? Find peace, and then… overall combat power… Oh, oh, oh!
How much is it?
-Surprise!
How much is it?
-450.
450?
-Yes sir.
Wow! It’s increased a lot…
-It’s all defense. You can now withstand five of Sepia’s full-power attacks. Amazing.
*Yeah, I’ll probably die painfully after being hit five times without being able to dodge. Wouldn’t it be better to go in one hit?*
-It all depends on how you think about it. Anyway, obesity is the root of all diseases! If you stay like this, you’ll probably die of lifestyle diseases sooner than being hit by Sepia. Start exercising soon.
Damn it! Yeah, let’s lose it, let’s lose weight.
Still, at least my overall combat power has increased this time. At least my height has increased. Sigh-!
That’s how Legion left the mansion to do his evening training.
Legion carefully stretched so as not to strain his body, and then slowly started running.
* * *
Crash!
Mercenary Buffalo and thief Steel, who were drinking at the village tavern, overturned the table. The alcohol and snacks on the table fell to the floor and splattered everywhere.
Buffalo grabbed Hita, who was looking at him with surprised eyes, by the collar.
“Are you crazy?”
Then he lifted him up and threw him outside.
Hita broke through the door and was thrown out. He rolled down the cold floor covered with snow and flew to the warehouse on the opposite side.
The people inside scattered in all directions in a hurry.
“Oh my, what’s going on!”
The tavern owner came up and tried to stop Buffalo.
“Is this bastard crazy? Where are you grabbing!”
Buffalo pushed the tavern owner away without answering. The tavern owner, pushed by Buffalo’s strength, crashed into the wall and fell. The daughter, who was helping her father run the tavern, was surprised and approached.
She grabbed her fallen father and glared at Buffalo and Steel with fierce eyes.
Steel shouted at the people inside the tavern.
“What are you looking at? You fucking bastards! Is this a spectacle for you?”
The people clenched their teeth.
A small estate. There are those who are born and leave, but eventually return to their hometown when they get old. Most of them know each other for generations, even knowing how many spoons are in that house.
Outsiders who came to that place a few days ago.
The estate residents were kind to the outsiders who had come after a long time.
As the lord said.
-Let’s just get along well. The weather is cold enough to kill you, so there’s no need to live with a flushed face.
The estate residents thought the young lord’s words were right.
There was no need to live with a flushed face in such a small estate. So they even treated those outsiders to drinks with a smile…
The first to step forward was Hita, with his outgoing personality.
“This alcohol is a specialty from our region. Try it.”
But what came back was swearing.
“Get lost, you bastard.”
“What?”
“Can’t you hear me telling you to get lost?”
Hita, who had approached with kindness, was angry but tried to hold back and turned around.
“Tsk… what kind of bastards are these…”
This was the price for the words he barely managed to hold back his anger.
Those guys overturned the table, grabbed Hita by the collar, and threw him away.
“Cough.”
The thrown Hita jumped up from his seat. His expression was full of anger.
“These bastards, really!”
Hita ran into the tavern.
But he couldn’t beat Buffalo with his impulsive emotions.
Thud!
Buffalo crushed Hita with a kick and then swung his fist again. Hita was thrown out again and rolled in the snow.
“Cough, cough!”
Blood splattered from Hita’s mouth and stained the snow.
Buffalo followed him out. Then he kicked Hita in the face. Blood splattered from Hita’s face and he fell backward.
“Where did this country bumpkin come from, trying to talk to me and acting up? You arrogant bastard.”
Buffalo mercilessly trampled on the fallen Hita. Perhaps because he was being hit so mindlessly, Hita couldn’t even scream.
“That, that bastard! This is too much!”
The faces of the estate residents were crumpled. The men who had retreated to the corner ran to the entrance at once. At that moment, the thief Steel stood in front of the entrance, blocking their way.
Swish-
He twisted his lips as he looked at the villagers.
“Don’t act out of line like you’re worth something. If you do, you’ll all die. Killing you country bumpkins is nothing to us.”
The villagers hesitated.
“Why? Do you want to fight? If you want to, go ahead. It’s worth a try. There are two of us, and there are more than ten of you. Isn’t that right? Give it a try. I’ll cut your necks neatly and put them inside. If you can’t, shut your mouths and drink.”
The people were seething with excitement.
The people now know. That they are not ordinary people. But they couldn’t back down like this. Shouldn’t they at least save Hita?
Can’t they just let Hita die like this?