Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 70

Magic is Learned in Vain – Episode 70 (70/502)

# 70

Explosion of Awesomeness (1)

Legion and Draisier arrived at the Persimmon County territory after about fifteen days. Draisier knew the way, so they found it easily without getting lost.

Draisier glanced at Legion.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that Legion wasn’t entirely human.

Although Legion possessed extraordinary strength, it didn’t define his entire existence. He ate, relieved himself, brushed his teeth, slept in a bed, and woke up with the sunrise. He lived an extremely ordinary life.

Of course, as a human, he had done the insane thing of fighting a Red Dragon and surviving.

That might seem extraordinary to ordinary people, but compared to Legion, it was nothing, right?

‘This son of a bitch of a master,’ Draisier thought.

Honestly, he didn’t get it.

Why did Legion, an ex-Master, live as a servant? Why did he accept this absurd reality? Draisier often woke up startled in the middle of the night, feeling suffocated.

He felt like he was developing an illness from frustration.

That ridiculous soul contract, stained with violence, was a cursed contract filled with coercion and despair. He had tried to ask Legion to release him from it several times.

‘Sephia… that damn ogre. Just wait until these restrictions are lifted,’ he thought, anger rising again.

And Mamon too.

Clearly, Legion was human, but the ogre called him “hyung” [Korean honorific for older brother or male friend], and he used a lich as a servant. Could Legion be a demon king from the Demon World? Draisier had considered it, but it didn’t quite fit.

Legion didn’t seem like a bad guy.

‘Argh! What am I thinking! Think about what that bastard did to me!’

Draisier clutched his head at the thought. Legion tilted his head, noticing Draisier’s distress.

“What’s wrong?”

“Huh? Ah, nothing.”

‘Damn it,’ Draisier thought.

‘But master, when did you suddenly become so handsome? And how did you get so tall? Is he really human? He’s a truly incomprehensible guy.’

And…

Jonas…

Of all people, he had to fall for her.

From the moment he saw her, he couldn’t get her out of his head. When was the last time he felt such a strong attraction to someone? But it was a truly desperate situation.

That crazy master was her uncle!

In the end, to win her over, he couldn’t leave this strange guy’s side.

Thinking about it, it wasn’t so bad.

After all, all of his abilities were restricted by Legion. He couldn’t even run away. So, wasn’t it fortunate that he at least met her? He tried to comfort himself.

‘Anyway, he’s an interesting character,’ Draisier thought, looking at the back of Legion’s head.

He remembered how Legion used to train relentlessly with that small, chubby body. It was something he thought he should emulate.

But Legion definitely said he was a wizard.

The way he nimbly climbed mountains with that chubby body… Moreover, he was much faster and stronger than he thought. Each precise strike and quick dodge… It was an amazing level of martial arts. Or rather, staff fighting.

A staff called a staff.

Why did he carry a staff made like that? It couldn’t be anything but a perverted hobby. No matter how you looked at it, he was clearly a pervert with a hobby of deceiving people by saying he’s a wizard and then beating them with a club.

He once asked seriously.

“How did you transform your appearance… yo?”

Draisier wasn’t used to using honorifics yet.

He had received that terrifying training called PT [Physical Training] hundreds of times because of this. Nevertheless, it was difficult to change the casual speech that had become ingrained in him.

“It’s the result of effort.”

“Effort… yo?”

“Yeah, didn’t you know I’m a diet fanatic?”

“I know… yo.”

“I worked hard, and this is how it turned out.”

‘Huh! Is this bastard trying to sell me something?’ He wanted to punch him in the face a few times and make him start talking again, but he held back, thinking he would get beaten up badly.

“W-Well, that’s true… yo. B-But how could that happen overnight…?”

“Hey, Draisier.”

“Yes, Master.”

“You have too little experience in the world.”

‘Huh-! What nonsense is this?’ It didn’t seem like something a lord who was leaving his territory for the first time should say to him.

“There are many amazing things in the world. It’s something you, with your limited experience, can’t possibly know. Have you ever seen the underground world or the sky islands?”

“No… yo.”

“See, no one has seen them, but the records are definitely there. People believe that there are sky islands. Right?”

“That’s true, but.”

“Now, listen to me until the end. Besides the sky islands, there’s also the hell of Laplador, the Gigantia known as the ultimate human weapon, the underwater kingdom of Atlantis, the alien race of Saipan, the underground world of Mulan… Have you ever seen them?”

“No.”

“Right, you haven’t seen them, have you? So, are you just curious about why I lost weight?”

“…”

What was this strange way of talking?

It was strangely addictive. Well, what he was saying wasn’t wrong. Listening to him, it suddenly became acceptable that his master had grown taller and lost weight, and his curiosity began to disappear.

“This day came because I lived diligently. If you focus on the work given to you, the day will come when you achieve what you want.”

‘What I want to achieve is to go back to the time before I met you… yo,’ the words only lingered in his mouth.

“Is that it?”

Legion pointed to the fortress walls visible in the distance.

An incredibly high fortress wall was visible far away. It was a truly impressively imposing size. It was the first magnificent fortress wall Legion had ever seen.

Compared to that, the fortress currently under construction in his territory was nothing more than a wooden fence. Even that wooden fence-level fortress was estimated to take at least two more years, according to Silcut.

Then how long would it have taken to complete that fortress wall?

How could they have managed that scale, which was dozens of times larger, bigger, and more magnificent than his territory? He couldn’t even begin to imagine how much manpower and funds it would have taken.

Only then did he realize why his father had said those words.

“Legion, our territory is very wide, but it is not deep. I want you to not stay here and see a wider world. The world is wider and more terrifyingly deep than you can imagine.”

He didn’t know what it meant then.

But now he felt like he knew. He was a frog in a well [an idiom for someone with limited experience or perspective]. It was as if his common sense was breaking down and something covering his eyelids was being peeled away.

His head felt clear.

A small dam collapsed, and a vast amount of information and ideas were filling his mind all at once.

Legion had an awakening in a different sense.

Legion and Draisier approached the fortress wall.

A considerable number of knights were lined up. A very tall woman stood in the center. Her eyes met Legion’s. The woman with sharp eyes approached politely and asked.

“Greetings. I am Queens of the Blue Dragon Knights.”

The subordinates behind her were very surprised by her actions.

She had been sneering at young nobles until now. She had never stepped forward to speak to them like that. When someone came to ask, she would just state her name and roughly explain where to go.

Such a haughty woman was suddenly acting like she would give up her liver and gallbladder [an idiom for doing everything possible to please someone].

‘Something’s up,’ they thought.

The subordinates watched the two with great tension.

The young man must be from an incredibly noble family for that iron woman to change so suddenly.

“I am Legion, of the Alexander family.”

Legion nodded and replied.

‘Ah, ah, ah~’

Queens’ knees buckled, and she staggered.

It wasn’t just her. The women standing in line in front of the fortress wall were all staggering in the same way: grandmothers, mothers with two children, and ambitious young girls armed with youthful spirit.

Everyone’s eyes couldn’t leave Legion.

Queens’ heart was pounding heavily.

How could a man’s voice be so beautiful? She thought the saying that jade beads rolling on a plate [a metaphor for a beautiful sound] was only used for women.

‘No,’ she thought.

‘It can also be used for men.’

“The Alexander family?”

Queens’ voice trembled. Her heart felt like it was about to explode, and she couldn’t speak properly.

“That’s right.”

Legion replied softly.

‘Ah, my lord! How can you seduce me with such a voice?’

Queens barely held onto her legs using magic.

If she stayed like this, she felt like her legs would give way and she would collapse.

“You can go this way.”

Queens taught Legion in detail where to go and where to stay. Again, it was kindness and service that she had never shown to other young nobles.

“Thank you for your kindness.”

Legion, having heard all the explanations, nodded slightly and moved towards the fortress gate.

Queens stared blankly at Legion’s back.

He was getting farther and farther away. Soon, she came to her senses. She couldn’t let him go like this. She thought she should at least make sure he knew who she was.

If she could make that lord remember even just her name, she would be happy to die right away.

“I! I will escort you!”

Queens abandoned her post and ran to Legion. Her subordinates quickly grabbed her.

“Queens, what are you doing leaving your post?”

“You don’t need me.”

“Aren’t you the person in charge?”

“Luke will be here soon. So, take care of it for me until then. I’m going.”

Queens chased after Legion.

The subordinates looked at Queens’ back with dumbfounded expressions. They thought she was a very cold knight, but today, it seemed like something was missing.

* * *

A pub not far from the lodgings where the nobles attending the coming-of-age ceremony were staying.

Young nobles representing each territory.

Earl Persimmon had taken care of their convenience in his own way.

He knew very well that they were the new talents who would support his power.

There was no reason to be at odds with them.

There was no need to show off his power. Showing off power was just weaklings growling. A strong person just needs to show generosity. Showing power is just showing a small part, just a little, to mean that you are with us too.

Then those young successors would try to get into his good graces. They would also want to increase their influence in their own territories.

He just needed to side with the ones he liked and take a little profit. Of course, he had to get his hands on the mithril mine owned by the Alexander family no matter what.

So, he chose the easiest method.

Baron Legion dies in a mysterious accident here.

Earl Persimmon mourns the death of the young noble very much. He announces that he will help in any way he can. People praise Earl Persimmon for that.

The truth about Baron Legion’s death disappears vaguely.

That’s the end.

It was a simple scenario, a scenario that would fit perfectly without the slightest error.

“There must be no mistakes.”

“We have prepared perfectly.”

Persimmon nodded.

At least he could trust the guy in front of him enough.

Five men and women took their seats on the second floor of a pub with a good view.

The windows were wide open. The weather was mild, so it was great for basking in the sunlight.

The young man in the center was Lonestar of the Beach Viscount family.

He was young but known to have the skills of a 3-star knight. He was also from the most powerful family, excluding Earl Persimmon.

The man on the left was Mart of the Lemon Viscount family. He was also a 3-star knight.

The woman on the far left was Leila of the Kyle Viscount family.

She was known as a 3rd circle mage.

The first woman on the right was very beautiful. Anyone who saw her would have their eyes wide open. She was the most famous for her beauty in the county. No family could surpass her in terms of wealth or power.

She was Beauty, the youngest daughter of Earl Persimmon, whom he cherished dearly. She had learned swordsmanship, but it was for body management. Still, she was known to be on par with a 2-star knight.

People praised Beauty, saying she was indeed something.

The man on the far right was Shuken, the eldest son of the Nadiger Viscount family. He kept his arms crossed and silently guarded his seat without saying a word. It was not known how skilled he was.

The reason they were sitting here drinking from broad daylight was nothing special.

There was still half a day and a day left until all the nobles attending the coming-of-age ceremony gathered.

There was nothing to do.

The surrounding atmosphere was heating up, and people were already in a festive mood. It would be even crazier to swing a sword here to train.

They were young.

What young people had to do was to fully enjoy the sense of liberation they had after a long time.

So, today they were going to drink and have fun to their heart’s content.

But they weren’t really in the mood to drink in broad daylight. They were just sipping their drinks while having meaningless conversations.

Lonestar and Mart were busy trying to please Beauty. Shuken kept his mouth shut and drank alone.

Beauty felt a great boredom.

It was fun because it was her first time in such a festive atmosphere, but something fresh was lacking by 2 percent [an idiom for something that is almost perfect but missing a small detail].

There were plenty of people wagging their tails next to her to please her like this.

She was tired of compliments now that she had heard them so much.

She came out thinking there might be something different, but these guys were just ordinary guys who were no different. It seemed like she would have to go to the capital to meet a decent man.

‘A man should have some charisma like my dad,’ she thought.

But she knew better that it was impossible.

It was then.

Creak, creak-

The sound of climbing up the wooden stairs could be heard.

They had rented the entire second floor. Other guests were not allowed to come up here. The owner of the pub knew who they were. He couldn’t refuse their request unless he was out of his mind.

Then the person coming up to the second floor must be an employee carrying food and drinks.

But it didn’t feel like an employee.

First of all, there were several footsteps.

The employee’s footsteps had a light step, but now they were heavy.

“Hey, I told you not to let anyone come up.”

Mart frowned and looked towards the stairs.

Creak, creak-

The sound of stepping on the stairs continued. Interestingly, everyone turned their heads.

Creak, creak-

The sound of stepping on the wood grew louder and louder.

Eventually, the source of the footsteps appeared. There were three of them in total.

Legion, Draisier, and Queens.