Magic Is Learned For Nothing [EN]: Chapter 89

More Beautiful Temptation Than Love 2

How much time had passed? It was hard to tell in the basement. Judging by my stomach, I guessed it had been quite a while.

*Thud.*

Someone placed a hand on Legion’s shoulder.

Legion turned to see who had touched him, startled.

“Oh, shit, you scared me.”

The bob-haired lich was right behind him. He was genuinely surprised. Unless you saw Lich Mamon in person, you couldn’t understand how unsettling he was. The bob-haired lich’s grotesque appearance was the stuff of nightmares.

However, Lich Mamon seemed hurt by his master’s reaction.

“Ah, sorry. What is it?”

“They’ve all spilled the beans.”

“They all spilled?”

“Yes, I made them remember everything, even what they saw on the day they were born.”

Legion felt a chill run down his spine. Just how much had he tortured them to make them remember their own birth?

But the purpose was off. Why did he make them talk, anyway?

What he wanted wasn’t just confessions, but the blueprints of Count Persimmon’s mansion.

“Hehehehe.”

Why was he laughing so menacingly?

“They’re not dead, are they?”

“No, they are not. But they died and came back to life several times. They must have gotten a good look at what hell is like.”

Ugh, I feel a bit sorry. It’s like using an ogre-slaying sword to catch an orc [using excessive force for a minor task].

Poor guild leader and guild members.

I just called Lich Mamon to scare them a bit, but they ended up touring hell. I should wish them well in their next life.

“The blueprints?”

“They said they will bring them within a week.”

“Really? That’s good.”

Legion nodded.

“But…”

“But what?”

“It seems a Drayzer has been here.”

Legion tilted his head. It was the first he’d heard of it.

“Drayzer?”

“Yes, that is correct.”

“What for?”

“He asked me to find out about the Dragon Slayer.”

“Dragon Slayer?”

“Yes, he seemed to hold a great grudge.”

Legion stroked his chin. Now the puzzle pieces were falling into place. The reason why Drayzer, known as one of the kingdom’s seven strongest, was found collapsed with severe injuries in the Dusselrup Mountains…

He was attacked by a dragon.

So, is he trying to become a Dragon Slayer? To fight a dragon?

“What should we do?”

“What do you mean, what should we do? We should pretend we don’t know.”

I can’t act ungracefully as the master and tease him, saying, ‘Oh, you got beat up by a dragon.’

“Ah, do you happen to have any books about the Dragon Slayer? You have a lot of books in your storage.”

“Well, I do have some.”

“Just give me any one of them.”

“Just any one?”

“Well, give me the most useful one.”

“Understood. Please wait a moment.”

Lich Mamon rummaged through his library in the subspace and took out a book about the ‘Dragon Slayer’.

It looked quite old, like an ancient tome, making it seem trustworthy.

The title was simple.

*It Was Easiest to Become a Dragon Slayer.*

“Oh, cool. Who wrote it?”

“I don’t quite remember.”

“Does a lich forget things too?”

“I obtained this book in my previous life, so that is why. I apologize.”

“No, it can happen. Give this book to Emon or Eden. This should be enough for the commission fee.”

Legion was planning to settle the debt with Lich Mamon’s belongings. He wouldn’t spend a penny of his own money and could still act generous. Isn’t that a brilliant tactic, killing two birds with one stone [achieving two goals with a single action]?

“Understood. I will give this book to the guild leader.”

Lich Mamon nodded. But there was still something nagging at him.

Looking at the book *It Was Easiest to Become a Dragon Slayer,* he felt like he had forgotten something very, very big.

What could it be?

Lich Mamon quickly dismissed the thought. It wasn’t his problem anyway, and there was no point in holding onto the nagging feeling.

Just forget about it.

* * *

Having finished his work, Legion hummed as he walked down the street. He had ended the day on a good note. Now that he had sown the seeds, all that was left was to reap the harvest [to enjoy the benefits of one’s efforts].

Still, after running around busily for a few days, his body felt stiff.

It would be nice if there was a hot spring nearby. A hot spring is the best when you’re tired.

-There are people hiding on both sides.

Mark said.

Legion’s expression soured.

Ugh, I’m tired. This is why being popular is a pain. They never leave me alone. Not even for a moment.

Assassins?

I’m used to assassinations now. After being attacked a few times, I’m not as scared as I used to be, when I would piss my pants. Now, I just think, ‘Again?’ I’ve become quite bold. To be able to think ‘Again?’ when facing assassins.

-Overall combat power: 1,210, 890, 1,150, 1,550.

Not a big deal.

-The overall combat power is not a big deal, but the energy they are emitting is very ominous.

What does that mean? Are there black mages among them?

-I don’t know, but a very foreign energy is being detected.

You don’t know what it is?

-Insufficient data.

I’ll find out if I confront them directly.

-Be careful. Always be careful when there is insufficient data.

Yes, yes, I understand.

Four men appeared in front of Legion. They were all wearing masks. They were familiar faces.

They were definitely Count Persimmon’s subordinates. But they were knights who generally had clean energy and walked the righteous path. They didn’t emit such foreign energy.

That’s why it’s strange.

Moreover, that!

A green light flickered in the eyes of the assassins. He had never seen anyone with green eyes before.

Where did I see them?

-The knight who was with Queens in front of the gate.

Ah, that’s right. I’ve seen him a few times since then, haven’t I?

-That’s right.

What was his name?

-Luke.

*Swish.*

The masked knights drew their swords. No one spoke.

Legion frowned.

They’re really awful. Shouldn’t they at least confirm, ‘Are you Legion?’ What if I’m not Legion? Wouldn’t they die without even knowing why?

-Why would they confirm when they know your face?

Ah, I see.

-Tsk tsk, you seem smart most of the time, but you’re such an idiot at times like this.

Sorry. For being an idiot.

The other knights drew their swords without a word.

A green blade emanated from all of their swords.

-Oh.

Why?

-The assassins’ combat power is starting to increase. Magic power rising! 1,450, 2,100, 2,512. Breaking through 4 stars.

Can magic power increase so rapidly?

-That green magic power is strange.

Then let’s stop. It would be my loss if I got hurt for no reason. What is it?

-Excellent choice.

“I’m tired. Can’t you come another time?”

“What?”

Luke had a dumbfounded expression.

His emotions were revealed for the first time. Usually, in this kind of situation, they should be saying all sorts of things like, ‘Who are you?’, ‘Do you know who I am?’, ‘You fools!’

Legion said something completely unexpected.

“I’m tired, so come another time.”

“Crazy bastard.”

The assassins were getting closer to Legion.

Legion frowned.

This is so annoying.

How convenient it would be if Drayzer were here. It’s always like that. When you need something, it’s never there.

Is there anyone around?

-No one.

I see.

Legion’s expression gradually turned cold.

-Are you thinking of releasing your magic power?

You said no one is watching.

-Do it. No one will know it’s you.

No one here knows Legion’s true strength except for Drayzer.

They just recognize him as a peculiar mage.

They only ‘assume’ he’s a mage because he carries a staff. Even Queens, who is relatively close to him, is the same. She keeps coming to his mansion, saying that she needs to protect him.

But-

“Die! Baron Legion!”

Luke and the assassins all launched their blades at once. Powerful green blades tore through the air and flew towards Legion.

Legion took out the steel staff from his chest. He didn’t create a barrier. He simply swung it once, and the powerful blades vanished.

The assassins’ expressions hardened as they had thought they could sever Legion’s limbs with this attack.

What is this? What trick did Baron Legion use?

They focused their vision and examined the area around Baron Legion.

No magic power was being generated. No barrier was visible. They had no idea what Legion had done.

“Do you know what makes me different from ordinary mages?”

Legion asked the assassins.

The assassins didn’t answer. The bewilderment in their eyes quickly returned to normal. Their eyes were very cold. They converted their magic power into blades again.

Even more powerful than before!

The attack power was approaching 3,000.

Despite having such powerful magic power in front of them, Legion and Mark were not shaken at all.

They were faintly smiling.

Luke saw the corners of his mouth turn up. The assassins all saw it too. Intense murderous intent exploded in their eyes.

“Die!”

They swung their swords with all their might.

Green blades filled with powerful magic tore through the air and flew towards Legion.

“I’m not just any mage.”

Legion leaned his body to the left and then quickly twisted to the right. He disappeared from the knights’ sight without leaving a trace.

“You guys can’t do anything to me.”

Legion’s voice was heard in the air.

“And I know this magic too. The ancient magic formula. Blazing Fire! Flames of the Demon Realm, rise up!”

-Ooh! 3rd Circle Ancient Magic activated, enemies are expected to be terrified and run away with their tails between their legs [to be utterly defeated and humiliated].

Oh, is it that powerful?

Legion twisted his lips.

Many people pointed fingers at him. Asking if he was really a mage.

Telling him to show them magic if he was a mage.

He said, ‘I really am a mage. Look at this staff.’

They told him to show them a real staff, not a staff used to hit people.

Legion thought he might need a double staff.

Well, then, I’ll show you that I’m a real mage.

*Fwoosh!*

Powerful flames of the Demon Realm burst through the ground.

The flames engulfed the assassins all at once.

*Boom!*

“Kuh-ack!”

The assassins couldn’t even scream properly and disappeared into ashes in an instant.

The intense flames gradually subsided.

-Crazy… The attack power is a whopping 6,798! Wasn’t it just a 3rd Circle? Does that even make sense?

Legion stared with his mouth open at the spot where the assassins had disappeared without a trace.

The weapons and armor they had were all gone. They were swallowed up by the flames of the Demon Realm without leaving a single strand of hair.

Shit…….

I…….

Am so fucking cool?