Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 68

Magic is Learned in Vain – Episode 68

# 68

Tonight’s Main Character is Me 1

The morning dawned.

All the servants were gathered at the entrance of the mansion.

Their complexions weren’t good. They had already heard the rumors about what was happening.

Julian, the Vice Lord, Payne, and Shalom had also arrived early, looking worried.

The reason why Count Persimmon, who hadn’t even glanced at this territory until now, had suddenly summoned the Legion.

It was said to be because of Paring.

Everyone here knew how much animosity he held towards the Legion.

‘You mustn’t go to the Count’s territory.’

‘If you go there, you’ll surely be harmed,’ was the common thought among the people gathered here.

-Grrr.

Sephia hadn’t been able to sleep either.

She had been prowling around the mansion until dawn, growling, and in the end, she stayed up all night, her eyes bloodshot.

That face looked even scarier.

“Silcut.”

Julian, the Vice Lord, called Silcut. Silcut lowered his head and approached Julian, the Vice Lord.

“How many people are escorting the Lord this time?”

“One person.”

“One person?”

“Yes.”

“Isn’t that too few? It’s a gathering of the next generation in the Count’s territory. They’ll be trying to show off all their wealth and power, won’t our Lord look too shabby? Some from the south will surely bring their knights.”

Julian, the Vice Lord, frowned.

“If there aren’t enough people to spare in the territory, we’ll send support from our side. A carriage and a few knights…….”

This wasn’t a matter to be taken lightly.

This was a matter of the territory’s and family’s honor.

“I think so too, but the Lord’s mind is firm. He said there’s no need to stand out unnecessarily.”

“No need to stand out?”

“He said it’s better to lay low for now…….”

“Is it because of Paring’s problem?”

“I think that’s part of it.”

Julian, the Vice Lord, nodded.

The Paring incident was a heavy burden for him as well. He was once a man who had sworn loyalty to him… what on earth had changed him so much.

If it weren’t for him, the Legion and he wouldn’t have been at odds for so long.

If it weren’t for him.

Even so, Julian couldn’t hate Paring. He was a kind of sore spot. If only he could turn back time and stop Paring’s rampage…….

Unfortunately, he had already crossed a river he couldn’t return from.

“Even if we’re keeping a low profile, it seems like the more guards, the better.”

In this case, he thought it was better to have more than less.

“I wish you’d let me have my way on this. What about the exclusive servants?”

Julian knew very well how great the abilities of the exclusive servants were. If he could just dress them in robes and take them along, that alone would be threatening enough.

“They said they have too much work to do.”

“Who said that?”

“The Lord.”

“Haa……. Seriously…… If the Lord has made a decision, there’s no room for me to interfere. So…… who is accompanying the Lord?”

“That guy.”

Silcut pointed to Drezzer.

Drezzer was standing far behind the others.

Julian, the Vice Lord, was startled. Even though he was just standing there, he could feel an enormous fighting spirit emanating from Drezzer’s entire body. Although his growth had stopped due to the mana cultivation technique, he was still a considerable powerhouse! The moment he saw Drezzer, he felt an overwhelming strength.

“Just who is that guy?”

Julian, the Vice Lord, asked Silcut.

“He’s a newly hired servant.”

“What?”

Julian, the Vice Lord, was genuinely surprised. Someone like that is a servant?

He was already amazed by the exclusive servants… just who is that person….

“I don’t know the details… but he claims to have volunteered to be a servant for 39 years to repay a life debt.”

“Huh! 39 years? That, that’s… practically indentured servitude, isn’t it?”

Julian, the Vice Lord, exclaimed in embarrassment.

Someone of that caliber has a servant contract for 39 years?

“What’s his name?”

“His name is Drezzer.”

“Drezzer?”

It was a name he had heard often. It was a name he was very familiar with, but he couldn’t quite recall it.

“Yes, according to him, he was called Crazy Drezzer. Well, no one cares, though.”

“C, Crazy Drezzer?”

Only then did he realize who that person was.

One of the kingdom’s seven strongest.

An absolute powerhouse who was making a name for himself as an X-Master [a title for exceptionally skilled martial artists]!

No way! Why would such a super-strong person make a crazy contract with the Legion for 39 years?

Julian, the Vice Lord, was so dumbfounded that he stared at Drezzer with his mouth open.

Drezzer had a very annoyed expression on his face.

When he saw Julian, the Vice Lord, staring at him, he immediately flipped him off.

‘Eyes down, you bastard.’

Sephia punched Drezzer in the back of the head. Drezzer, who had been hit in the back of the head, exploded.

‘I can’t take it anymore!’

-Grrr (How dare a number three attack me? I’ll have to fix your manners)!

“Damn it, who’s number three!”

A brawl broke out between Sephia and Drezzer in the middle of the garden.

Paah! Paah! Paah!

Each time they were hit, their entire bodies staggered. The maids were startled and moved away. The exclusive servants, who seemed to see this often, just watched while yawning.

‘Again?’

“Try to stop them! Sephia’s going to die if this keeps up.”

Julian, the Vice Lord, said to Silcut.

“Eh, that’s not likely. Sephia always wins. Drezzer has never won.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

It seemed that the man had lied about his name.

No matter how strong Sephia is, she can’t beat an X-Master. Even if there were five Sephias, it would be impossible.

As Silcut said, a little later, Drezzer, who had been beaten for a long time, was lying on the floor, not moving, as if he had fainted.

The exclusive servants approached Drezzer and carefully treated him.

Squeak-

At that moment, the door of the mansion opened.

Everyone’s eyes turned to the door.

And everyone’s expression began to change to astonishment.

* * *

Whirr-!

The spring breeze blew, shaking the people in the garden.

But no one moved. Some tilted their heads, some stared blankly at the person who came out of the door. Some scratched their heads, and some muttered that something strange had happened again.

“Who is that?”

Bacon asked Lotto.

“I don’t know. He looks a lot like the Lord.”

“Right? He looks like the Lord, right? I’m not seeing things, am I?”

“That’s right. He looks like the Lord. The shape of his face is still there.”

“But he’s not the Lord, is he?”

“No. He just looks similar to the Lord.”

“Then who the hell is he?”

“We don’t know.”

“Isn’t that strange? He definitely wasn’t here yesterday.”

“Then where did the Lord go?”

“We don’t know.”

“Is this bastard kidding me!”

Bacon tried to kick Pirania, but he covered his face with his arms, clenching his big jaws. His expression was clearly wronged.

“What are you all doing?”

The person who came out of the mansion door said.

The people doubted their ears. That man’s voice sounded very similar to the Lord’s. No, it was exactly the same.

The unique, bouncy high tone.

“L, Lord?”

Bacon said in a trembling voice.

“Yeah, it’s me. What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?”

Legion rubbed his face with his palm.

“I, it can’t be!”

Everyone was shocked.

Now, all sorts of bizarre things are happening. No matter how popular magic is in this world, how can this be possible!

Until yesterday, he was a Lord who was 155 centimeters tall and weighed over 140 kilograms [approximately 5’1″ and 308 pounds].

Such a Lord, overnight…….

He had transformed into someone over 180 centimeters tall and very thin [approximately 5’11”]. His face was also only the size of a fist. His eyes, nose, and mouth were all the right size and neatly arranged.

It was a proportion almost comparable to a doll.

In a word, it was a perfect appearance that could not be seen in the human world.

His handsomeness doesn’t feel real.

But that guy is the Lord? I wanted to grab a crazy bastard and ask him once.

Can you believe this fact?