Became a Munchkin Skill Thief

Chapter 65 Recruitment for the 8th floor of the Demon Palace

Rakuten.

The sky has fallen.

At one time, this was the idol of conquerors who reached the 8th floor of the Palace of Demons.

In the distant past, the person who led the black lion, the best attacker of the palace of demons.

But now it was eaten by the Demonic Palace and was guarding the edge of the 8th floor so that no one could cross the 9th floor of the Demonic Palace.

That’s while barely holding on to his decrepit body with the life-giving ability of the Demonic Palace.

And the sword that such optimism possessed was thunder.

There was no need to mention the synergy between the specter of the Demon Palace and Thunder.

So many people challenged him to go beyond the ninth floor, or covet the thunder of optimism.

However, the results showed that Rakuten was still alive and not dead.

Krashu was thinking of defeating such optimism and gaining the thunder.

[ Long time no see here. ]

The voice of Crimson Garden, who was looking at Lavala outside the window, was heard by Krashu.

As an immortal, it seems that he has been to Lavala, the city of the Demon Palace.

“Cream, are there any papers in Lavala?”

[ No. It’s a waste of time to invest in a place like this. ]

Krashu opened his eyes as soon as he heard that.

It was the same with the first Elementalist.

Crimson Garden seems to have contributed quite a bit to the historical events that have taken place so far.

He didn’t have time to talk to Crimson Garden before the return, so he wasn’t particularly curious.

Looking at it now, it was full of things I was curious about.

“I was asking just in case. It’s not like the Demonic Palace was made by your servant or something like that.”

The Demon Palace is now destroyed, but it is the ultimate essence reached by a mad weapons engineer from the Byzantrium civilization, which existed a long time ago before the Empire existed.

When I asked if Crimson Garden was involved, Crimson Garden let out a terrifying laugh.

[ Do you think I am involved in all worldly affairs? I just happened to get caught up in a few incidents. ]

Anyway, it doesn’t seem to be this case.

[ Just know that a certain world devourer was very friendly with that weapons engineer. ]

“You’re talking about dwarves.”

The moment Krashu said it insignificantly, the Crimson Garden stood tall.

[ He looks like a regressor. ]

Crimson Garden expressed displeasure that his words were taken away for deliberately trying to say something meaningful.

It must feel like you’ve been stabbed in the back of the head for trying to pretend you know.

As Krache was eating and laughing, the carriage came to a stop just in time.

“I have arrived.”

At that moment, the door opened with the coachman’s voice.

Of course Aliode was there.

Aliode took a step back and allowed Krache to get out of the carriage, and Krache got out of the carriage.

Maybe it’s because he’s grown a lot since he’s afraid it’s not his second growth period.

The carriage, which used to be tall, is no longer a problem.

The other day, when I checked in the mirror, the breast meat from my face started to fall out in earnest.

Originally, it was Krashu who had a fast growing season.

He was now more like a boy than a child.

“Bianca.”

When Krashu, who got off first, reached out her hand to Bianca, she naturally took Krashu’s hand and followed her down.

“It’s big.”

And then Bianca looked up at the building and made a quick assessment.

As she said, the building in front of her was quite large.

Maseonggung implicitly placed both empires and kingdoms as non-governmental areas.

This is because the distance between the empires and kingdoms was too far for one side to monopolize the by-products from the Palace of Demons.

So, in order to equalize the supply of by-products, they made it unruled.

The place where the Demonic Palace was formed by its own union was the Assassin’s Guild.

Krashu immediately opened the door to the union and went inside.

As Krache entered, some raiders glanced at us.

Just by looking at his attire, he even had a butler accompanied by two sons of nobles.

It was as if the young master had come to play at the palace of demons without fail, so the attackers immediately turned their eyes away.

It was because everyone knew very well that even if it was a non-ruled area, there was no need to get into a fight with a noble.

Krashu didn’t particularly look at them, and walked towards the reception desk in the back.

The receptionist immediately noticed that Krashu was an aristocrat, and smiled very kindly.

“Welcome. This is Cello, the guide of the Demonic Palace Attackers’ Guild. What business did you come for?”

“I want to issue a pass.”

“Yes, the pass. I want to verify your identity. Would it be okay?”

Krashu casually presented the pattern of Valheim.

Seeing that, she belatedly flinched.

“Bar, Valheim.”

At that moment, the eyes of the people around me rushed in this direction.

Aggressors are also a kind of flying and creeping people.

There was no way they didn’t know the name of Valheim.

As they looked this way with surprised eyes, Aliod turned his head as if to warn them.

Then, their eyes quickly scattered.

“Ah, confirmed. Please wait a moment.”

“While issuing the pass, I want to ask you one more favor.”

“Yes? Oh yes, speak.”

Hearing that, Krache smiled slowly.

By adding words that would soon upset her staff.

“I’d like to ask for a team recruitment announcement for clearing the 8th floor.”

It was time to use the name of Valheim.

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Announcement of recruitment for the 8th floor strategy.

Originally, it was an announcement that everyone would snort at, but this time it was different.

That was also true because the person who applied for the recruitment was none other than a direct descendant of Balheim.

“A direct descendant of Balheim is attacking the 8th floor?”

“Crazy, why Valheim all of a sudden?”

The attack on the 8th floor was blocked by Rakuten and failed every time.

Of course, this rumor spread all over Lavala in an instant.

Among them, most of them had doubts.

Demon Palace is not a world erosion, but it is one of the places that exist as some remnants of the past.

If you are an ordinary aristocrat, it is worth paying attention to the by-products from the Palace of Demons.

There was no reason for Balheim, which is known around the world, to be like that.

Valheim declared an attack on the 8th floor of the Demonic Palace.

“Are you aiming for thunder?”

“But that optimism. Is it possible?”

Rakuten, a master-level ghost that is less than four digits in the world.

A Master who is commonly treated only in the Generation of Sky, there are few who have reached the Master level in the Palace of Demons.

And even Rakuten’s former colleagues, except for Rakuten, are all dead after years.

In the past, there were people who challenged the 8th floor of the Demon Palace, but that’s a thing of the past.

Maseonggung was currently only operating on the 7th floor.

Of course, it would be possible to defeat Nakcheon if the empire or kingdom decided to push forward.

However, it was not profitable to produce master-class talent outside.

What if that person fails and dies while dealing with a master-level specter called Rakuten?

It is not only a huge human resource loss, but also a decline in the country’s prestige.

That’s why there was no one willing to take the risk.

Thanks to that, the castle of thunder has been in the hands of optimism ever since.

“But Valheim?”

A long time has passed since Rakuten occupied the end of the 8th floor.

A direct descendant of Balheim appeared who said he would go to defeat the optimist.

“Wouldn’t all the attackers who tried the 8th floor in the past gather?”

The time when everyone’s expectations gathered together.

Krashu was letting out a long yawn at the assembly.

‘It’s slower than I thought.’

Are you even looking at the liver?

Krache lightly tapped the desk with his index finger while watching those who did not rush to gather even though they had announced recruitment.

It was an announcement with the intention of going down to the 8th floor as quickly as possible.

I didn’t expect the attackers’ buttocks to be so heavy.

[ Do you know what the characteristics of those who are on the verge of stepping on the master’s threshold? ]

At that moment, Crimson Garden, who was on the table, laughed.

[ It is the illusion that the world is placed under one’s feet. ]

Krashu did not deny that.

There is a wall between the expert and the master.

And there are countless people who cannot overcome that wall even with a lifetime of hard work.

I’m on the verge of jumping over that wall.

What does that mean?

He was like announcing that he was the world’s greatest genius.

[ Without knowing that there is a difference between a real genius and a genius. ]

The level of master is much more detailed than that of expert.

Introductory, Intermediate, Advanced, Superlative, Mature, Extreme.

That single wall was much taller than the wall that penetrated the master’s entrance.

[ In the past, I only used the words introduction, maturity, and drama, but Nawon, these days, what do you like to put on so many modifiers? Do you think it’s ridiculous that your generation doesn’t even know the romance of being the best in the world? ]

When did Krashu ever talk about this, he looked at the Crimson Garden in a daze.

‘It’s like that inspiration. After all, they must have passed through the same generation.’

Watching Crimson Garden, Krashu often thought of an old man he had taken care of in the past.

He is the one who helped him deal with the curse and keep his body alive in the end, and the inspiration that is waiting for the day he will die in seclusion a long time ago.

‘Where are you supposed to be now?’

He also talked about things like the dragonfeng branch, expressing auras in units of suddenness, and chattering in the old fashioned way was just like Crimson Garden.

Now, he is more of an expert on the curse side, so there is no particular reason to meet him.

“So what do you want to say?”

[ As rice ripens, it lowers its head. Conversely, unripe rice does not know how to bow its head. ]

Crimson Garden spoke as if it were a very simple truth.

[ Then shouldn’t we force him to bow? ]

Forcibly bow down.

Krashu showed an absurd reaction.

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“If you think about it, now I have stepped into the top level of expert?”

Not too long ago, she was severely beaten by Charlotte, who was in the beginning of the master’s class.

Crimson Garden reacted wonderfully to Krashu’s weak voice.

[ Isn’t it easy to maintain extinction and erosion thanks to the moonlight delay? Do you have the chin to stay around and lose against the guys you like? Now, even beginner masters know that there is no problem. ]

I won’t say anything negative about it.

Still, if you’re only looking at the level of pureness, the reality is that the Master is still far away, so Krashu reacted awkwardly.

“Sometimes it was a long time ago.”

[That’s far from my standards. ]

It was like an arrogant Crimson Garden.

Meanwhile, Krache noticed Bianca dozing as if she was going to bang her head on his table.

He said he would wait with him, so he seemed sleepy because he had been sitting next to him all along.

Krashu wrapped her head around her and made her lie on his lap, which was sitting on her sofa.

Then Bianca wiggled and burrowed into Krache’s arms.

“Yes, well, if you don’t want to come.”

Krasche said, blocking Bianca from the sunlight coming through the window.

“It would be okay to go directly.”

Because making people bow their heads is their specialty.

In that case, you’d have to decide who to target first.

Krashu made a decision after skimming through the list of people who had reached the 8th floor.

This is him.