Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 64

The Count’s Invitation (1)

Legion and Jonas were sitting across from each other in the dining room, drinking tea.

She brought two wagons piled high with mithril [a fictional metal known for its strength and lightness] she had made herself, insisting that Legion didn’t need to bother.

Even the dedicated servants were astonished by the sheer quantity.

It was enough to cover at least ten years of the territory’s operating expenses, with plenty left over to spend freely.

So, Silkeut suggested gathering workers from outside to work on the castle walls. It wasn’t a bad idea. The construction period would be shortened, and the dedicated servants could be used elsewhere.

“You really didn’t have to go this far.”

Legion said.

“No, it’s thanks to you that our tribe is thriving. Five of my friends are pregnant this month.”

“Really? That’s great. A town with lots of children is definitely lively. The future is bright, too.”

“That’s right. It’s all thanks to you. If it weren’t for you, our tribe would have been extinct within five years.”

“What did I even do?”

He could never bring himself to say, ‘I just sold Zenon because I couldn’t stand looking at him.’

“Have the others all adjusted well?”

“Yes, they’re generally doing well. Some of the brothers-in-law are still having trouble adjusting and cry every day, but they’ll get used to it soon. Humans are social creatures, after all.”

“That’s right. Humans adapt well to any situation.”

That’s why they can live so harmoniously with the Orcs.

“So… how many this time?”

Jonas asked cautiously.

“Twenty.”

“A little low.”

“Ah, things are scarce these days. Do you know how hard it is to find someone willing to marry into an Orc village?”

Ugh, saying that makes me sound like a boss in the underworld.

No. No. What am I thinking? I’m working tirelessly day and night for the love and peace of all people.

“I know, I know. Not just me, but our whole tribe is so grateful. If I upset you, I apologize. Take this and feel better.”

Jonas took out a fist-sized leather pouch from her bosom.

Legion immediately knew what was inside.

‘Wow, am I about to become a shaman? I think I can tell by the smell.’

The amount of jewels was less than usual.

But he knew that this was the essence of the jewels collected by the Orcish female warriors.

A jewel so intense it made his heart race was inside the leather pouch.

“Ahem.”

Legion reached out with an awkward expression and grabbed the leather pouch.

Jonas smiled with satisfaction as she watched Legion.

She never thought Legion was only after money. How much effort had Legion put in for the village? If he didn’t receive even jewels, she might not have been able to trade with him because of guilt.

“By the way, I don’t know if I should say this.”

“What?”

“We have some friendly tribes.”

“And?”

“They came to our tribe recently. With the intention of strengthening our alliance. But when they came to our tribe, they were surprised.”

‘They?’ I have a bad feeling about this.

“Their tribe also has extremely few males. They said there are only two grandfathers left who can’t even get it up. No matter how important the tribe is, they can’t sleep with grandfathers.”

I knew it…

Legion knew what Jonas was going to say.

I have to refuse this. I don’t have the confidence to bring men from somewhere anymore. If there is one, it’s to go out and buy slaves with the jewels they gave me. Honestly, I don’t want to go that far.

“Sorry. That’s beyond my ability.”

Legion refused.

Jonas nodded as if she expected it. And then she took out another jewel pouch.

“What’s this?”

“The tribe brought it. They called it a sample. It’s a jewel we don’t have. It looks very rare. I thought you might like it, so I brought it. I thought it wouldn’t be bad to decide after seeing it.”

“Put it away. I really can’t do other tribes’ work.”

“Just look at it. You don’t have to do it if you don’t like it after seeing it.”

As if he couldn’t help it, Legion grabbed the jewel pouch on the table and opened it on both sides.

Oooooooo!

I can’t believe it!

A gasp burst out without him realizing it. An enormous light was flowing out of the leather pouch. He had never seen a jewel that emitted such a dazzling light before.

Not even Legion, who was a jewel enthusiast.

What the heck is this?

-This is a really great ore.

So what is it?

-Cannot scan. Cannot determine the material. The rarity of this ore is 0.00001 percent.

Wow! This is crazy. 0.00001 percent? That’s amazing.

-That’s right. It’s an amazing mineral. This level of mineral is roughly estimated to be one of three things.

What?

-One is Adamantium [a fictional, virtually indestructible metal]. But Adamantium is not known to emit light on its own. The second is Orichalcum [a legendary metal mentioned in ancient writings], known as the metal of the greatest god, but it is also presumed not to be. It is not the bright golden color of Orichalcum’s symbol.

Could it be… that legendary metal?

-The probability of it being Lactorerium is quite high. Of course, it is not certain until it is disassembled.

Legion wanted to shout for joy.

If this is one of the metals of God, Lactorerium, it is impossible to price it in human currency.

A long time ago.

Thousands of years or even longer ago, there are ancient books that say there was a weapon made by humans to fight against dragons.

The name of the weapon is Gigantia.

The records say that the size of the whole body is more than 7 meters, larger than an ogre.

Of course, it only remains as a legend.

It was too long ago to be confirmed.

But this one thing remained certain. In order to activate Dragon Heart-level magic power, a magic stone of equal level is required. There are almost no such magic stones in the world. If there is one, it is only one.

It’s Lactorerium.

This is how it is known.

Where and how much Lactorerium is located is a top secret in every country. It is not even known if the mineral exists. If you can mine the metal of God, you can change the fate of the kingdom.

Anyway, if this metal is Lactorerium, Legion can never refuse Jonas’s offer.

“Do you know what it is?”

Jonas crossed her legs with a sensual movement and smiled.

“Um, um, it’s a mineral I’ve never seen before. I think I need to check it out.”

Legion tried to close the entrance of the leather pouch and put it in his arms.

“No, no, no, don’t take it. I don’t know what kind of mineral it is, but I know it’s very precious. The women who brought the mineral to us were also cherishing it like their own children.”

“Is, is that so.”

“Sign the contract and take it.”

Legion’s forehead narrowed slightly.

After all, there is no such thing as a free lunch. Jonas and the Orcish female warriors had a naive side at first, but now they didn’t. They became incredibly perceptive.

Okay, let’s not be greedy. If this is really Lactorerium, I have to pay a fair price and take it.

“Okay. Sign it. How many do you need?”

“As many as possible.”

“As many as possible? So how many…”

“Literally. As many as possible. We can make a living now, but there are only two males left in that tribe. If it goes on like this, the future of the tribe will be completely destroyed. In ten years, they will not be able to continue their lineage and will disappear without a trace. Marriage to them is not just about matching up and living together. It is directly related to the struggle for life. So they don’t care about the faces of humans. They don’t care much about personality either. They just need to be able to plant seeds.”

“Like you guys at first?”

Jonas smiled brightly.

“That’s right. Like us at first. You had a hard time back then, didn’t you?”

Suddenly, I remembered.

Because of their threats and Mark’s absurd mistake, I had to get a vasectomy.

The effects of the vasectomy are still valid.

I’m a bachelor!

Why should I get a surgery that prevents me from planting seeds and leave it unattended? If my ancestors and parents knew about this, they might be furious and strike me with lightning.

I need to find a partner soon. This is a big problem.

Silkeut keeps saying that our lord needs to get married whenever she sees me. Every time she opens her mouth, she says, ‘If our lord gets married, it would be like this.’

It’s so burdensome that I don’t want to eat with Silkeut.

I’m only nineteen years old, Silkeut.

Someone said that mercenaries who are old enough don’t go back to their hometowns even if they earn a lot of money. Because they are constantly harassed about not getting married. Now I’m hearing those words, so how much more would they feel? I think I know why they don’t go home.

“I’ll get the contract. Let’s sign it.”

Jonas nodded at Legion’s words.

“I like that you’re so easy to talk to. Other humans won’t be as cool as you. They treat us like monsters.”

“Even my cousin married Amadeus, so how can I treat you as strangers? Oh, is the baby growing well?”

“Yes, Mom’s belly is quite big. Come visit next time. You might get to see your nephew.”

“Okay. I’ll go once.”

Legion imagined a nephew who resembled Amadeus. I think he will be born as a master just by his appearance.

I’m a little scared that the baby will look fierce.

* * *

What is this again?

Legion barely held back his laughter. He couldn’t tell if this was a good thing or not.

The knights, who had half lost their souls, got into the wagons brought by the Orcs without much fuss. The man who had been the captain of the knights jumped up from his seat and shouted, ‘I didn’t say I was going to marry an Orc. This contract is invalid!’

But he was easily subdued by Servant Number Three.

“Damn it, do you know the importance of a contract? Once you sign, it’s over. You son of a bitch!”

Number Three folded the man in half and put him in the wagon.

The man who saw Number Three couldn’t even respond properly. Before being folded in half, he just pointed at Number Three with a shocked face.

“Y, you are… Why are you here?”

Number Three was Dreiser.

It was no wonder that they were trembling like aspen trees when they saw Dreiser. When you think about it, the reason why everyone is marrying Orcs is because of Dreiser.

His organs were twisted and his limbs were broken by him.

Legion brought them in dying and took good care of them.

The knights were moved by Legion’s generous heart and signed the contract. At that time, they didn’t realize that they were going to marry Orcs at all.

Dreiser was also wronged.

He got the nickname Number Three.

Sephia, a terrifying ogre, is Number One, the bobbed-hair lich [an undead creature animated by magic] is Number Two, and he is Number Three.

He first learned that the bobbed-hair skeleton was a lich, not a human.

This is dogshit.

How deeply did Dreiser sigh that he was worse than an ogre and a lich?

But he quickly adapted to reality.

After receiving the PT exercise of terror all week, he quickly adapted to reality. And because he heard the dedicated servants say all day long how great, generous, and warm our lord is, he really started to think that way.

Could it be that I misunderstood our master?

Thanks to this, Dreiser forgot that he was the 7th Ex-Master of the kingdom and was working hard today to repay the favor he received from Legion.

The wagon carrying the knights departed.

The Orcish female warriors left with the wagon to find the knights who would be their partners.

The people left in the mansion were Legion, Jonas, and Dreiser.

That’s when it happened.

The moment Jonas and Dreiser looked at each other, sparks flew from their eyes.

Destiny!