Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 65

Dreyzer grew stronger at an incredible pace. He trained every single day.

He was as firm as a stone when it came to women.

He was confident that even if a royal with the greatest beauty bared her chest and tried to seduce him right in front of his eyes, he wouldn’t fall for it.

He had even erased his parents, whom he had been separated from in his childhood, from his mind.

All to obtain the title of the strongest on the continent!

But!

But then!

Who on earth was that woman?

She was like an angel envied by the celestial beings for her beauty and cast down to the human realm.

Dreyzer froze like a stone and stared at Jonas.

Jonas felt similar emotions.

In fact, she had some feelings for Legion.

His appearance was incomparable to other humans. From a distance, it was hard to tell whether a ball was rolling or a human was moving.

However, his terrifying work ethic and his sense of responsibility as a lord made him stand out as a man. She thought she wouldn’t mind being his partner.

But Legion’s cousin married her mother.

Legion couldn’t be her partner. The family tree would be incredibly tangled. It wasn’t strange for orcs, who lacked numbers, but from a human perspective, it was something out of a novel.

So, she quietly gave up.

But!

Who was that muscular man?

It was true that when a cart carrying dung leaves, a cart carrying gold comes. That saying was true.

The tremendous fighting spirit emanating from the giant man melted Jonas’s entire body.

Legion tugged at Dreyzer’s sleeve.

Only then did Dreyzer look at the fat lord who didn’t even reach his chest.

“This is Jonas. She’s my cousin’s wife’s daughter.”

“Ah, yes.”

“She’s incredibly pretty, isn’t she?”

“Ah, well, yeah.”

Dreyzer was speechless.

Incredibly pretty. Lovable. Cute. He wanted to hold her. All sorts of flowery words lined up before and behind her.

He had never felt this way before.

The desire to truly want ‘something’.

“There are so many people who want to date her. There are so many people who want to marry her. If you lined up the people who want to exchange even a single word with her, it would circle the training ground twelve times.”

“Is that so?”

“If you stand in that line, it will be difficult to say even a word to Jonas. Relationships aren’t won with fists.”

“That’s true.”

Dreyzer sighed deeply.

He didn’t know women’s hearts. He was just a simpleton.

But after meeting a woman who shook his heart like this, his firm resolve crumbled in an instant.

His heart was pounding as if he had met the greatest enemy of his life. It was beating so explosively that he was worried his heart might burst.

“Should I introduce you?”

“Huh?”

It was like a bolt out of the blue.

He felt the hatred that had been melting away like spring snow. Legion patted him on the shoulder and said.

“What the heck, I’ll introduce you. If things go well, treat me to a meal.”

A wicked smile appeared on Legion’s face as he turned his head. The area around his mouth was silently laughing.

If he got along with Jonas, they would be related.

Now, instead of 39 years, he could exploit him until he died.

* * *

Everything went smoothly.

Spring was coming. The relentless cold wave disappeared, and the weather became much milder. The territory residents’ clothes also became much thinner, and they began to increase their outdoor activities.

The construction of the fortress was also progressing steadily.

Silkeot brought more than thirty workers from outside.

He paid each of them 7 gold per month. It was about 2 gold more than other territories. There were plenty of workers who were willing to work in this territory, which was known as a dangerous place, to receive 7 gold.

Thanks to this, the exclusive servants were relieved.

They finished their dawn training and were only put into work in the morning. In the afternoon, they helped Silkeot with the mansion work.

If there was no mansion work, they would train again.

Currently, their skills were at the level of a 2-star knight. In addition, most of them had reached the 3rd circle of magic.

It was a territory with a unique structure where all the exclusive servants were magic swordsmen.

Using magic, swords, and gauntlets at the same time, it would be difficult to find an equal among those of the same level.

Perhaps because he liked the abundance of the territory, Legion’s weight no longer decreased.

Despite training every day, he remained at 125 kilograms.

-You are now mentally lax. Decisive action is needed.

In fact, there was some truth to that.

The correct expression would be that his tension had eased a lot.

There were no more monsters left at the entrance of the Dusselph Mountains for him to fight.

Ogres and trolls were no longer Legion’s opponents.

Of course, there were quite a few monsters stronger than them inside the Dusselph Mountains. The Double Head Ogre and the Cyclops were examples.

The problem was that while it would be training, he couldn’t leave the territory empty for months.

It was also true that he didn’t completely trust his uncle, even though he was good at managing the territory.

Therefore, there were very few training methods that Legion could use to increase his overall combat power.

Knowing this, Mark no longer switched to auto mode to wander around at night looking for monsters to fight. He seemed to think that letting his body rest fully during that time was also a method of training.

It was a daily life that was not much different from other territories.

Smoke rose from the chimneys in the morning and evening, and meals were prepared. The once bustling town square became deserted. After dinner, men who wanted to drink alcohol escaped from their wives’ nagging.

It was truly a leisurely day.

Another customer appeared in such a town.

He scanned the territory with cold eyes and rode his horse straight towards Legion’s mansion.

“Master, Master.”

Bacon ran to the training ground. He thought, ‘Why were knights so arrogant?’

An unexpected guest visited.

He was called Knight German?

He was a messenger from Count Persimmon. The bastard didn’t even get off his horse and said to Bacon.

“Summon the lord.”

‘Summon the lord’–

To call the master like that, it had been a while since he had seen someone who made him angry. Bacon, who was sweeping the yard with a broom, looked at the knight who was looking down at him from his horse with an arrogant posture.

“Who are you?”

He urgently stopped Lotto from stepping forward.

He was rude, but the master had emphasized how important it was to always do his best for customers.

“What is the matter?”

Bacon asked politely.

“I am a messenger of His Excellency Persimmon. Bring the lord.”

Bacon’s head flashed at the mention of Count Persimmon.

He also knew where that bastard Paring had disappeared to. As expected, they were from that side. Thanks to that bastard, he had met a lot of customers… But according to the master, it would be difficult to continue like that forever.

Count Persimmon was the ruler of the northern region.

The number of lower-ranking nobles such as barons and viscounts belonging to the county was over 50. In terms of the size of the land they ruled, the number of military cities, the difference in military strength, the number of knights, and so on, there was no comparison.

In short, if Count Persimmon decided to trample this place, it wouldn’t last even half a day. Even that knight knew it well.

With a powerful master behind him, that bastard arrogantly raised his chin and looked down at him.

“Please wait a moment. Who should I say is here?”

Bacon asked, forcibly suppressing his bubbling feelings. He wore a bright and healthy smile like a servant.

‘Do your best for the customers…’

“I am Knight German. I am very busy. So, I will wait 10 minutes in this spot.”

“I understand. I will be back soon.”

With that, Bacon began to search the mansion for Legion. Legion was in the training ground behind the mansion.

“Master…”

Bacon stopped calling Legion. He witnessed an unexpectedly amazing sight.

The master was standing, and Sepia was kneeling.

The atmosphere between them was fierce. So much so that the heart of the person watching would tremble.

They began to throw punches at each other’s faces.

Sepia’s fist, bigger than a person’s head, flew towards the master’s entire body.

He was horrified.

If he got hit like that, he would die.

It was a different level of ruthlessness than when dealing with the exclusive servants.

Surprisingly, the master endured and blocked Sepia’s fist. Not only that, but he also threw the same fist at Sepia’s face.

It looked like a fist that could be avoided if he wanted to.

But Sepia didn’t avoid it. He took the master’s fist head-on.

Bang!

There was a sound.

It was the sound of a huge rubber tube being torn to shreds. It was deafening. Sepia’s huge body staggered.

-Kekekekaka (Wooaaah! Bro, you’re amazing. I think I’m going to pee. It’s so thrilling).

Sepia laughed loudly, spitting out a ferocious ogre fear.

“Our Sepia. From today, I’ll make you wet the bed every night. Come at me with your life on the line.”

-Kekaga, Kekak (I’m excited. Bro. I can’t take responsibility anymore).

A brawl between a small human and an ogre.

It was an absurd fight. A fight that couldn’t be established.

Bacon stared blankly at that absurd fight.

The thought that Sepia would be overwhelmingly advantageous was shattered in an instant. Sepia was certainly incredibly strong, but the master’s defensive ability was also very outstanding.

The most dangerous thing was the master’s head.

Every time Sepia’s fist hit the master’s head, it tore and blood splattered. The bones of the back of his hand were all exposed. Nevertheless, Sepia did not back down at all.

The master’s damage was not small either.

He endured the shock that exceeded his defense with his will. His face was разбито [smashed], and his top was torn to shreds. That chubby body was full of bruises.

Still, there was an end to the duel.

There was one winner.

-Krrr (Bro… Let’s do it again later).

Sepia could no longer endure and fell sideways as if an old tree had been struck by lightning.

Looking at the fallen Sepia, Legion also collapsed.

“Yeah, let’s do it again.”

Bacon had witnessed an unbelievable sight. The Sepia who had been so scary had lost to the master in a fistfight.

‘Huh? Wasn’t our master a magician?’

An original magician.

It was impossible for Bacon to understand the current situation with his common sense.