Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 7

Magic Learned in Vain – Episode 7 (7/502)

# 7

Magic Rides Misfortune (1)

Splat!

The Legion’s forehead struck Paring’s face.

It was his head, powered by the passive skill ‘Iron Head.’ Surely, using his head instead of a hammer was a better idea.

His intelligence had dropped, but the power was considerable.

“Kuaaaaak!”

Paring clutched his face and stumbled backward.

He was completely disoriented. The thought of being beaten by a Legion who seemed like he’d lose even against a woman was already gone from his mind. Only intense pain covered his face.

The Legion pursued Paring as he retreated.

He intended to finish it. If he didn’t slit the bastard’s throat here, he would surely regret it later.

If Paring killed him, it would be a crime.

Even if he killed Paring, it would be a crime.

Because the kingdom’s law stated that everyone’s life was equal.

However, there was a clear difference in how much punishment he would receive. If Paring killed him and was brought to trial, it would be a death sentence. Killing a noble, no questions asked.

But not for the Legion. Even with the maximum sentence, it would only be a forfeiture of his title. It was a cheap price to pay for killing a guy who tried to take his life.

The Legion tilted his head back as far as he could.

Let’s see if he could survive being hit by a head that had been exchanged for intelligence.

“That’s enough, Lord Legion.”

Paind and Shalom stood between the Legion and Paring.

Both were knights who were like his uncle’s arms and legs. If Paring was his uncle’s brain, Paind and Shalom were his arms.

In fact, in terms of skill, they were stronger than Paring.

If they stepped in, the Legion would eventually have no chance of winning.

The Legion stopped walking. He glared sharply at Paind and Shalom with a look of regret.

Paind and Shalom, with quite surprised expressions, did not take their eyes off the Legion. It was surprising that the Legion was a mage, but they had always dealt with mages of that level. It was just that they were caught off guard at first. In the current situation, they could kill the young lord before using even half of their power.

Nevertheless, they did not underestimate the Legion.

They were definitely seasoned in real combat.

A tiger gives its all even when catching a rabbit. They knew the law of life well.

“Are you alright?”

Shalom asked, helping the fallen Paring up.

“Damn it, let go! I’m going to kill that bastard.”

Paring shouted furiously. He stirred up a dark murderous intent and gathered his mana. He was trying to unleash the most powerful attack magic he could use.

Shalom grabbed Paring’s wrist.

“Stop it. If you go any further, something really bad will happen.”

“Who cares? Can you say that after seeing my state?”

“You were unlucky.”

“Unlucky? Let go. I’m going to kill that bastard no matter what. Good. I’ll get rid of him with my own hands.”

Shalom frowned and looked at Baron Julian. Baron Julian sighed briefly and shook his head. He made an X with his fingers.

Stop it.

Only then did Paring’s excitement gradually subside. However, his murderous intent did not diminish at all. He looked at the Legion with beastly, ferocious eyes.

Even though they were facing each other, the Legion was sweating profusely. His clothes were all wet. Sweat was pouring down from the top of his head like a waterfall.

Muscle pain began.

-Hey, hey, this is bad. What are you going to do? Can you handle it?

Crazy, how can I handle this pain? Is there no way?

His teeth were chattering.

If it were a conversation using his mouth and tongue, it would have been impossible. It was fortunate that his conversation with Mark was possible only through consciousness; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to move at all.

The pain was getting worse.

If a little more time passed, he would become grilled squid on charcoal and roll around on the restaurant floor. Shit, he didn’t want to show such a sight in front of those bastards.

Baron Julian rose from his seat.

And blocked the Legion’s path. He respectfully put his hands together in front of him. He looked at the Legion with eyes that saw a strange creature.

“You are indeed a man of our family. All the men of our family shine brightly and briefly before they die.”

“Ah, I guess my uncle isn’t a man of our family. Everyone else died young, but only my uncle has lived for a long, long time.”

Baron Julian frowned at the Legion’s words.

All the men of the family died before they turned thirty. It was like a family curse. So they married very early and had children. He was the same. But for some reason, he didn’t die. Not only did he not die, but he was still healthy and alive.

“Uncle.”

“Why?”

“Are you perhaps adopted? An adopted son who is only tall and big. Hehe. Aha, I knew something was strange. Looking at it now, you don’t look like grandfather. That’s right. Adopted. Uncle, you knew, didn’t you? That’s why you killed me, the legitimate heir, and were so obsessed with the lord’s seat. To make the fake become real.”

At the Legion’s words, the people in the restaurant buzzed.

Even Paring, Paind, and Shalom wondered, ‘Is that really true?’

“Stop talking nonsense. I am your father’s brother.”

“That’s just what uncle thinks. No, a terribly wicked person who betrayed after grandfather picked him up.”

“You bastard!”

“Look, uncle, you knew, didn’t you? That you were an orphan.”

“If you keep talking like that, I won’t stand it anymore.”

Baron Julian was also the legitimate heir of the Alexander family.

But he couldn’t understand why he didn’t die. Everyone else died early. Why was he the only one who survived? He always had that question.

Perhaps I am not of the Alexander family bloodline.

The Legion accurately pierced his question.

It could be seen that Baron Julian’s psychology was gradually collapsing. He was showing more embarrassment than murderous intent towards the Legion.

Too bad. If I had stabbed him one more time here, I could have seen him collapse.

The Legion was no longer given the opportunity to speak. A storm of tremendous pain struck his entire body.

His arms and legs trembled wildly.

“Wh-what is it?”

As the Legion shook his limbs madly, Baron Julian and his subordinates frowned and stepped back.

The Legion’s facial muscles twitched, then stretched out to the sides.

Ugh! Shit! Cramps in my face? What’s going on?

-Hurry up.

Hurry up with what?

-When you want to forget the pain, pay up.

You son of a bitch.

-I’m saying this for your sake. By the way, even if you increase your mana, the pain will be reduced. Do you remember the simple way to increase mana?

Receive sunlight?

-Okay.

The Legion, who was trembling, screamed like a madman and ran onto the table. Usually, he would have to eat the food on the table, but the Legion threw away the food and began to put silver trays, forks, plates, etc. into his mouth indiscriminately.

-Disassembled.

The pain is gradually decreasing.

-The steel metal component has been disassembled. Iron Head has been upgraded to level 2. The hardness has increased. It is now possible to make weapons with your head. Intelligence has dropped to 97.

What is this again?

-What are you talking about?

Damn it, my already bad head has gotten worse. No, why is the upgrade so fast?

-Originally, when you are a low level, you level up quickly. Later, when you become a high level, it becomes difficult to level up.

I’m screwed. Then, every time I disassemble steel metal, my head gets worse?

-It probably looks like that.

I’m going crazy.

The Legion foamed at the mouth and scratched his head with both hands. Without realizing it, he could become as intelligent as a dolphin while eating steel metal.

Isn’t there a passive skill to increase intelligence?

-Again, I don’t know anything about magic. You have to keep updating. So bear with it.

What if my intelligence becomes lower than a dog’s before that?

-If that is God’s will, do not resist fate.

You’re talking crazy nonsense. What fate is it to have lower intelligence than a dog! You do it right!

-How can you call me, who is working hard for you, nonsense? Can you figure out how to use mana without me? Can’t you? So when you treat me, treat me like a teacher…

The Legion was annoyed and hit his head with his fist.

Clang-

Ugh!

The Legion looked at his fist. His finger was bent to one side as if it were fractured.

“Uaaaaaak!”

The Legion, filled with annoyance, screamed as hard as he could.

He felt like his life was going strangely wrong after Mark, who Huye had sent, came.

What is the good thing about magic?

At least there was none for him. If you learn magic, you will automatically shit and your intelligence will drop. Furthermore, you can make weapons with your head?

Are you kidding me! Just give me back the original!

Looking at such a Legion, Baron Julian and his vassals frowned as much as they could. They now knew for sure.

The Legion was crazy.

It seemed like there was no need to get involved with that bastard anymore.

“The lord seems strange. Let’s just withdraw from here. I think we can leave him alone.”

Paind said.

Baron Julian nodded.

He was completely possessed by evil and went crazy. Perhaps that’s how he became like that because he learned magic in a hurry. As Paind said, even if he was left alone, rumors about the crazy lord would spread.

Now we just have to wait.

There will be no lords who will serve the crazy lord.

“Okay. Let’s withdraw.”

Baron Julian glanced at the Legion, put on his coat, and left the mansion. His vassals followed him in a row. The only people left were the cooks, servants, and maids who had served them food.

They watched the lord with worried eyes.

They knew he was having a hard time, but he suddenly went crazy like this.

“Oh my goodness. How outrageous.”

The maids covered their faces with both hands and turned their heads away. The lord suddenly took off his clothes and ran out of the restaurant.

He spread his arms and shouted while receiving sunlight.

“I have to photosynthesize.”

The lord was definitely crazy.

He thinks he’s a plant.

* * *

Mark 87 analyzed the sleeping Legion’s body.

Overall combat power 30. He has become quite strong in just one day. He has gained two passive skills.

It’s useless now, but maybe it will turn into something useful later. I just hope his intelligence doesn’t drop any further before that.

In the world Mark 87 lived in, there were quite a few people who were constipated.

Especially women suffer a lot because of it. If there was a passive skill in the future called ‘Go Away Helicobacter Pylori’…

That would be worthy of a Nobel Prize.

Perhaps it was as great a discovery as penicillin. Even if I don’t know, if I take this passive skill, I will be able to make a lot of money.

You should be grateful to me, Mark 87 thought.

-His height is also short, his mana is insufficient, and it is not easy to activate his magic power. Every time you level up the Iron Head passive skill, your head will get worse. It’s a dilemma.

If the new owner is left as he is, his intelligence will become as low as a dog’s, as he said.

Some special measures are needed.

Special measures are the discovery of new passive skills. If there is a passive skill that makes your head worse, there will be a passive skill that makes your head better.

In order to gain new passive skills, he had no choice but to become stronger.

Then-

It’s special training.

The words ‘Auto Activation’ appeared on the retina of the sleeping Legion.

“Puuh, snore, snore.”

The Legion was sleeping like a dead man, even snoring, as if he was quite tired.

His two eyes flashed open.

He moved smoothly and got up from his seat. He put on his shoes and clothes. Then he opened the door and went outside.

He goes down the stairs of the mansion. A servant on night watch asked the Legion.

“Lord? Are you thirsty? Shall I bring you some water?”

The Legion did not answer.

“Snore, snore.”