Became a Munchkin Skill Thief

Episode 67 Defeating the Scarecrow King

Lacladion was looking at an absurd situation.

A direct descendant of Valheim spitting out swear words and provoking Fendal.

In any case, the fact that Fendal touched the direct line of Valheim first remains unchanged.

I didn’t expect that aristocrat would come out like that.

And it was the same with Fendal.

He was so angry that he wanted to hit Krashu right away, but he remembered the fact that he was Valheim and stubbornly held back.

Looking at the scene, Krashu laughed as if laughing.

“When you were fooling around behind your back, you were fearless, but then you look scared.”

“…… Do you think you can take care of the back? He said he would attack the 8th floor, but he was hostile to me.”

Krashu snorted.

“Isn’t there anything you can see after acting like a king in the palace of demons?”

Fendal’s eyebrows twitched.

But Krashu didn’t care and started walking outside.

“Then it’s a simple story, isn’t it? If I destroy you, the people who were being crushed because of you won’t show up like it.”

Fendal’s eyes were sharp.

Now, those words were no different from the words to fight.

“You grow up in a greenhouse called Valheim, so you don’t even know the difference in level?”

“Then you’re an asshole who doesn’t even know what a greenhouse is.”

Everyone in the Fendal gang kept their mouths shut as they saw Krashu not losing a single word.

It was because it was the first time I had ever seen someone provoking Fendal that much in the Demon Palace.

And Fendal also let out a breathless sound when he saw someone provoking him this much for the first time in a while.

Then he clenched his fists and glared at his eyes.

“Could it be that I killed you, and Valheim will appear and retaliate, or something like that?”

“Why are you doing such an embarrassing thing?”

Krashu looked at Fendal rather absurdly.

“The premise was wrong in the first place. If you say something impossible, write it.”

One of the provocations was that he really freaked me out.

Thanks to that, Fendal barely endured the loss of reason.

Kill.

‘No matter what I do, I will kill this guy with my own hands.’

He barely held back his boiling anger and gestured as if to guide Krashu.

I was full of thoughts of stepping on Krashu.

When Krashu and Fendal went outside, the bar that had been fighting turned into chaos in an instant.

Fendal, who reigned as the king of the Demon Palace, and Krashu, the direct descendant of Valheim, the world’s strongest family, face each other.

Of course, there is bound to be an uproar.

With the Fendal gang, people rushed after them.

There was such a fun spectacle, but no one wanted to miss this moment.

While the people were pouring out, Lakradio also slowly rose from his seat.

Since she didn’t know what the direct descendant of Balheim was thinking, she also decided to go to see the results.

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Fendal.

Wielding two hook-like swords freely, he was a renowned strongman even in the Demonic Palace.

Even though there is no specialized training like the knights of empires or kingdoms.

It is safe to say that the swordsmanship and killing ability he acquired while rolling the Demon Palace were excellent.

However, on the wall leading to mastery, he suffered optimism and was no longer diligent.

He realized his own limitations.

But even so, it was enough for him to reign as king in the Demon Palace.

Because it was a world where most of the idiots did not even reach the top level.

Krache stood in front of him.

Being a direct descendant of Valheim, he seemed to warm up his body as he lightly tapped the bridge of his nose.

Fendal was dumbfounded.

No matter how you look at it, at best you have barely stepped into the top level of expert.

Even at the highest level of expert, there is a clear difference between them.

And the difference is wider than you think.

Even the experience of battle is much more than myself.

Even in Valheim, if a 14-year-old had ever experienced a battle, how much would he have experienced?

‘Do you believe in Valheim’s mysticism?’

Because it’s the strongest family, there must be at least a few hidden secrets.

Fendal’s eyes suddenly opened.

‘Secret art or something.’

In the end, it doesn’t change that there are walls.

“You won’t regret it, will you?”

“Why are you talking so long? Just give it a shot I’ll finish it soon.”

Fendal stopped worrying any more.

He had nothing more to say.

You just need to smash this kid.

With that thought in mind, the figure of Fendal dispersed.

He burrowed into Krashu in an instant with a very low stance, as if the wolf wasn’t following his nickname for nothing.

And at that moment, since he was in a low position, his sword swooped down on Krashu, giving the illusion that he had stretched out much longer.

Chang!

The sound of Fendal’s hooked sword and Krashu’s sword colliding echoed.

Unexpectedly, his sword struck Fendal’s sword.

It was an excellent Iajujutsu that was too fast for the eyes to follow.

In addition, his sword was quite unusual.

Not only was the blade black, but its strength seemed very hard.

‘Is it black iron?’

It was an iron ingot that was harder to manufacture as its strength was high, but it was a good quality iron ingot that wouldn’t break if you could handle it.

As expected, like Valheim, he uses expensive weapons.

But Fendal’s sword wasn’t just a hook.

While wrapping around the hook of Krashu’s sword, he pulled Krashu’s sword toward himself.

This side has the upper hand in strength and aura.

Of course, Krashu was dragged as if he was being carried by Fendal’s sword.

At the same time, Fendal’s other sword swung at Krashu in an instant.

I intended to wrap the hooked sword around my neck like this.

Because it would be enough to carve at least one big scar on the neck.

Chang!

But what rang again was the sword.

Fendal’s eyes dimly opened.

The sword that had just been held by his hook sword broke and blocked the sword on the other side as well.

‘This bastard.’

I deliberately took out the power of the sword that was attached to me and blocked it from a dangerous angle.

If I hadn’t, I would have lost my sword and been attacked.

It was blocked with an exquisite power distribution.

But Fendal’s eyebrows twitched for a different reason.

The thing I did just now wasn’t Krache’s natural intuition.

It was because I noticed that it was done with experience and precise calculations.

What does that mean?

It was said that Fendal was pushed out of experience in the workshop just now.

‘Where did this bastard cut thousands of people?’

Fendal was feeling bewildered.

At that moment, Krashu changed his method this time.

With her foot forward, she dug deep.

At the same time, flames blazed from his sword.

Surprised by the flames that blazed up in an instant, Fendal tried to respond, but hurriedly retrieved his sword and retreated.

“…… Skill?”

Fendal’s eyes narrowed.

As expected, it is a very blessed life with skills as a direct descendant of Balheim.

But what can I do?

The surprise attack just now ended in failure.

Judging that Krashu had done everything he could, Fendal spread his hooked sword to both sides.

“Should I tell you why I reigned as king?”

He drew a smirk at the silent Krashu.

Go away!

At that moment, green sparks flew from his hooked sword.

Those who saw the splendid sparks inadvertently exclaimed in admiration.

That was none other than a skill.

Fendal was none other than the only skill user in the Demonic Palace.

Although not all nobles benefited from skills, Fendal was chosen by such a god and used skills.

This was a big reason why Fendal was able to stand on a different line from the attackers of the Devil’s Palace, and it also played a legitimate role in raising his pride.

He thought that he was a much greater person than a knight or a half-assed nobleman.

On one side is a blazing fire.

A bolt of lightning on one side.

In the end, it was Fendal who moved first.

Go away!

Leaving traces of lightning, the shot Fendal was much faster than before.

As the sword with green sparks was swung towards Krashu, Krashu also moved his sword at the same time.

Chang, Chaeng, Chaeng!

Sparks and flames exploded in all directions amidst the ensuing noise.

Fendal’s onslaught was so strong that it was invisible to the naked eye.

Sparks bursting out at the same time flashed around and threatened each time.

But Krashu was not far behind.

Krashu’s sword was blocking everywhere that Fendal’s sword was heading, almost to the point of foresight.

It was thanks to the dull sword that meshed with my sixth sense.

The emerald-colored eyes of Lakradion, the light of the Demonic Palace, who were watching the scene, turned huge.

‘A dull sword?’

A dull sword is not something that can be mastered overnight.

In particular, it was a dull sword that was difficult to handle even for swordsmen with a lot of experience.

Because the dungeon is a swordsmanship that can be reached only by building up a lot of experience.

Krashu doesn’t look like an adult yet.

But it’s a dull sword.

Lacladion couldn’t believe the sight even after seeing it with his own two eyes.

What the hell is that boy talking about?

And Fendal, who was facing it, was the same.

To think he was blocking all of his swords to an extent that was almost predictable.

I couldn’t believe it.

Clearly, he was ahead of Krashu in terms of aura and speed.

Even so, the sword never touched Krashu’s body, and he wasted that power.

Aside from the tricky swordsmanship of the dungeon, the fact that Krashu was following him straight made him angry.

He wondered if his skills had rusted because he was only making gangs.

The fact that such a kid couldn’t overwhelm even one of them made the fire explode.

So Fendal made up her mind.

She’s not stomping on the buds she’s doing now.

It was the moment when she really had to fight with all her might to face the strong.

Go away!

A streak of lightning rode down his arm.

In addition, the aura on his arm further accelerated him.

If you want to keep blocking it with a dagger.

‘I’ll crush you like a sword.’

Like a wolf biting an opponent’s neck.

With sparks bursting out, Fendal’s sword swooped down on Krashu.

Lacradion was astonished when he saw the sword with tremendous power, as if to block it.

That crazy guy swung his sword with the intention of really killing a direct descendant of Valheim.

The moment Lakradion was about to rush out.

In her eyes, she saw Krashu quietly breathing in.

That was the moment.

With black flames rising from Krashu’s sword, it collided with Fendal’s sword at a speed different from before.

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It was clearly a swing far beyond Krashu’s limits.

Quaaagh!

A fierce storm raged, with lightning and fire colliding.

“Wow!”

“Quaaagh!”

While the people who had come as spectators were caught in the storm and fell to the floor, La Cradion was watching the scene without blinking.

In the smoke, Krashu was moving at a speed far beyond Fendal’s perception.

Fendal hurriedly tried to stop Krashu, but it was too late.

His arms couldn’t handle Krashu’s power, and when they opened wide, Krashu struck his chin with his grip without hesitation.

Puff!

The moment Fendal, whose brain was shaken by the shock from his chin, let go of the sword, Krashu trampled on his chest as he collapsed.

Thump!

“Kuk!”

Then the sword was pointed at Fendal’s neck as he fell to the floor.

At the same time, as the smoke slowly began to clear, people took in the sight one by one.

“Pe, Fendal, did you lose?”

Everyone looked at the scene in disbelief.

Fendal, who reigned as king in the Demonic Palace, was defeated by a boy who had not yet reached adulthood at most.

Those who knew Fendal’s skills were greatly astonished by that fact.

“Is it Valheim?”

“Looks like Fendal can’t help it either.”

“Tsk tsk, he was condescending, but I was expecting a little since he was the same Demonic Palace raider. It’s like this.”

At the same time, they soon began to cut down Fendal one by one.

It was because there were many people who didn’t like Fendal who reigned in the Palace of Demons.

No matter how hard he struggled, it seemed like there was nothing he could do about Valheim.

La Cradione opened his mouth slightly as they shook his head.

Lacladion, who saw the whole scene with his own eyes, knew that the battle between Krashu and Fendal shouldn’t just talk about blood differences.

Black flames rose from Krashu.

She also knows because she once toured the world erosion.

The flames were close to a curse.

‘That kid.’

I didn’t walk the path that normal knights or nobles walk.

The ominous fire was a terrible form that contained a curse on itself and suppressed it to explode.

‘Replacement.’

She stared blankly at Krashu.

The combat method derived from his experience with a dagger, and even the flames captured by pressing the curse.

Krashu showed only the things that could be obtained by shaving her own body like her one.

Surely, since he was a boy from Valheim, he thought that he must have become stronger by learning things like his natural body and secret skills.

However, what he showed now was too far from his innate body and brilliance.

Looking at it, Lakradion remembered the sword he wielded.

Have you tried to cut yourself to that level at that age?

No, are you still doing that?

Lacladion’s fist clenched.

Are the efforts that you made in the past that you couldn’t move forward because you were trapped in the wall of the beginning of the master’s career were really enough to overcome the wall?

Therefore, there was no difference between Fendal and himself.

It’s embarrassing.

I wanted to swing my sword at the same time.

At this moment, the only sword to move on to the next one.

It was the moment when a swordsman had a dream again in front of the sparring shown by a boy.