Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 76

# 76

Coming-of-Age Ceremony Opening (1)

The Persimmon County estate.

Compared to the estates of central nobility, it was a slightly more rustic mansion. However, its scale was still impressive. Inside, a grand hall could host parties of hundreds, and the mansion boasted ninety-nine rooms.

Excluding the Persimmon County family, the number of residents exceeded two hundred.

With an escort knight order closely guarding the grounds, it was arguably the grandest estate in the North.

Toward the entrance of this mansion, twenty knights stumbled.

It was Low Fisher of the White Knights, who had attacked the Legion the previous night, along with his subordinates.

Their appearance and condition were far from good.

They barely resembled Low Fisher and his group, known for their ostentatious displays of wealth. Their complexions were pale, as if they hadn’t seen sunlight in days. Thick blood vessels pulsed on their necks, creating red, blotchy patterns on their cheeks.

“Aren’t you Commander Low Fisher? What brings you here this morning?”

A man in charge, the mansion’s vice-butler, hurried forward, bowing obsequiously. Low Fisher was known to be susceptible to flattery, money, and women.

He was an easy man to please.

“Kheuuk, euueuk, euueueuk.”

However, Low Fisher didn’t offer his usual, ‘Oh, good morning. You look well.’

He contorted his body strangely.

It resembled an epileptic fit. And it wasn’t just him; all the subordinates behind Low Fisher displayed the same symptoms.

“Are you unwell? Shall I summon a priest?”

The vice-butler asked cautiously.

“Kheuuk, aheuk, it’s… it’s painful. Aheuk.”

Low Fisher staggered toward the vice-butler.

The vice-butler held his breath and stepped back. A terrible stench emanated from the commander, like a sewer or rotting corpse.

It was almost unbearable.

He had no choice but to retreat. He carefully examined the commander’s appearance again.

It was as if he were contaminated by something.

One thing was certain: he radiated an ominous aura.

“Please wait here. I’ll fetch a priest immediately.”

The vice-butler decided to slip away.

Generally, butlers possess a keen sense of judgment. They need to gauge their lord’s mood based on subtle cues. This also applies to dealing with others.

However, his instincts were a little slow today.

“Kukakakakak! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!”

Low Fisher bit into the vice-butler’s neck. Not to be outdone, the subordinates, who had been writhing, sank their teeth into the vice-butler’s body.

“Aaaaaaak! S, save me!”

The vice-butler struggled desperately, but Low Fisher and his subordinates gripped his limbs with tremendous force, refusing to release him.

Shudder-

The vice-butler’s movements gradually weakened.

“Kheuuk, kheuuk, it hurts, it hurts.”

Low Fisher and his subordinates, their faces covered in blood, walked toward the mansion with stiff, jerky steps.

Surprisingly, the vice-butler, who had stopped breathing, was among them.

* * *

The Legion was having lunch.

The security guards, who had been noisy all morning, had retreated without achieving anything.

A guy named Gail had said, ‘I’ll be back. I hope you stay quietly at home,’ which was a bit annoying.

The Legion silently picked up a piece of the finest sirloin with a fork, put it in his mouth, and chewed.

It was edible.

Frankly, it was inferior to the food prepared by the Decarson chef back in his territory.

Still, it was edible, so he was filling his stomach when…

“Hello.”

Quinn opened the mansion door and entered.

It had only been a day since they met, but she was acting overly friendly. *Why* is she here? Isn’t she supposed to be very busy right now?

The Legion was personally very pleased with what Mark and Lich Mamon had done.

Lich Mamon had extracted the souls of the knights who attacked him and turned them into zombies. A classic Lich move. And he gave the order to ‘kill the people of the Persimmon County family.’

Even without knowing the details, it must be a mess by now.

Twenty 3-star knights charging in with swords – it would be strange if things *weren’t* turned upside down. Thinking about the expression on that Persimmon County bastard’s face made him feel refreshed.

The Legion studied Quinn’s expression.

She didn’t look very bright or healthy. Something must have happened… I should poke her a little.

“Were you having lunch?”

Quinn smiled brightly at the Legion.

It was as if she had been dramatically reunited with a son she’d been separated from twenty years ago. The shadows vanished from her troubled face as soon as she saw the Legion.

“Yeah.”

“Is it good?”

“Yeah.”

“I heard that the chef here is His Excellency’s head chef.”

“Really?”

“I met him when I came in. I was surprised to see him. He’s definitely not someone who cooks for just anyone.”

Ah, I see.

They must have assumed I was dead and made such an arrangement. I wonder how surprised they were when I turned up fine this morning.

But the head chef can only cook *this* well? That won’t do. I should take him back to the territory and let him taste Decarson’s cooking.

“But what brings you here?”

“Oh, my goodness. Look at my mind. I’m not thinking straight right now. Here, this.”

Quinn took a very luxurious invitation from her arms and handed it to the Legion.

I know what this is.

But does she even have the mental capacity to deliver this? The Persimmon County mansion must be in ruins.

“The coming-of-age ceremony is at 11 a.m. tomorrow. There will be His Excellency’s declaration, the introduction of the nobles who have come of age, lunch, and in the afternoon, the highlight: the New Noble Martial Arts Competition. It’s a friendly competition between the young nobles who have been invited this time.”

The Legion blinked. What kind of nonsense is that? New Noble Martial Arts Competition?

“Martial Arts Competition? I’ve never heard of that.”

“Huh? Didn’t you know?”

He didn’t know.

Seeing the Legion’s expression, Quinn bowed her head, looking very apologetic.

“I’m sorry. I thought you knew, so I didn’t explain it. I assumed all the nobles had received an official document about the schedule for this coming-of-age ceremony.”

The Legion recalled the official documents that German had brought.

There was definitely no such content.

They must have left out that part to mess with me. Whether it’s the Persimmon County’s doing or Paring’s, their actions are really childish.

I’m going to shake things up in a big way soon.

They seem to remember me as a short, fat guy with nothing but a bad temper.

It’s completely different now.

I’ll have to make them remember me as a tall, handsome guy with quite a bit of money and a bad temper, even though I’m terminally ill.

Therefore, I can’t be the only one racing [involved in this competition].

Whether it’s the Persimmon County, the new nobles, the young nobles, or Paring, I’m going to get everyone who gets on my nerves involved in the race.

Hehehe.

The Legion’s lips curled wickedly.

Thanks to his increased intelligence, his head started spinning.

Now, how can I plunder this vast territory and its affiliated territories? You guys are disturbing a sleeping tiger? Or is it a dragon?

-It’s a lion.

Yeah, you touched the sleeping lion’s whiskers.

“Ah, but you don’t look good. What’s wrong?”

The Legion probed Quinn. It would be refreshing if about a hundred people were massacred…

“That’s…”

“Why? Don’t say it if you can’t. I don’t want to pressure you.”

The Legion said, crossing his legs elegantly. The defense wall of Quinn’s mind, which was as solid as a fortress, melted away instantly when she met his eyes.

As if possessed, she told him everything she knew.

Quinn was thinking that she would be happy to die in that man’s arms.

“There was a commotion at His Excellency’s mansion. The White Knights Commander Low Fisher must have gone crazy. I heard that his mind was contaminated. Anyway, he and his subordinates committed murder at the mansion.”

“Murder?”

Her tone was a little strange. Not that many people died, just committed murder?

“Yeah, he killed the vice-butler.”

Ah, that’s annoying. Just one vice-butler? What the hell happened?

“His Excellency happened to be training in the morning. The Red Lion Knight Commander was also there.”

Oops!

Before coming here, the Legion had gathered as much information as possible about the Persimmon County. He didn’t want to run into him yet, no matter what.

The Persimmon County is one of the strongest in the kingdom.

A 6-star master [a very high rank in martial prowess].

The difference in level between a 5-star knight and a 6-star master-class knight isn’t just a hair’s breadth. It’s as far as heaven and earth.

It is said that talent is needed to the extent that heaven must allow the transition from 5-star to 6-star, but 6-star masters require even more effort and luck.

About twenty 3-star knights would have a hard time lasting even the time it takes for a 6-star master to drink a cup of tea.

A 6-star knight is that terrifying.

Moreover, isn’t he so skilled that rumors are circulating that he will soon reach 7-star? A 7-star knight is a Sword Master [the highest rank a knight can achieve].

“Did he defeat them alone?”

The Legion asked.

“Yeah. It was instantaneous.”

It seemed that a head-on confrontation was impossible, and the strategy had to be changed. I have to dangle what he wants so much in front of his eyes.

* * *

On the day of the coming-of-age ceremony.

The territory residents were busy from dawn, and the central square was packed in the morning. More people were gathering than expected. The village was so crowded that there was no room to set foot.

Most of the people here would move to the outdoor training ground inside the Persimmon County mansion in the afternoon.

There are hardly any days when the Persimmon County opens its mansion to the public.

It was a golden opportunity to see the mansion of their great lord. Moreover, wasn’t there also a martial arts competition between the new generation to support the county?

For the territory residents, there was no hotter spectacle than today.

The noisy village square became quiet with the appearance of someone.

Everyone’s attention was focused on them.

It was because of the Legion and Drezzer.

Both of them were wearing armor so expensive it made people’s eyes roll back. It was armor made of gold. It reflected the sunlight and sparkled. Even they couldn’t walk properly because their eyes were so dazzled.

“Wow. Is that gold?”

“I’ve never seen it before. Armor made of gold.”

“Hey, no way. It must be gold-plated armor. How can you make that entirely out of gold? It would cost tens of thousands of gold.”

“That’s probably true. Even if it’s gold-plated, it must be incredibly expensive.”

“Of course. Just gold-plating the armor costs more than thousands of gold.”

“By the way, who is that golden nobleman? He’s incredibly handsome.”

“Wow, I wish I could introduce him to my daughter. Even if he’s wasting money, his face is radiant.”

That’s right.

The Legion had deliberately started wasting money.

If he can’t land a blow to that extent, shouldn’t he shake his mind this time?

Money!

The Legion twisted his lips. It is necessary to show proper money-wasting to those who are greedy for money.