I Became A Thief Who Steals Overpowered Skills Chapter 66

[EP.66] I came here to break up the fight

One day, an empty lot.

A woman was swinging a sword.

A woman with characteristic short, black and gold hair.

Every time her sword struck, the sound of cutting the wind rang out clearly.

At that moment, the sound of footsteps echoed between the swords.

“Hey, we work hard together every day. Is this why you became a master?”

At the same time, a pot-bellied man with a ravenous smile appeared somewhere.

However, despite his appearance, the woman just silently swung her sword.

The man with a big belly didn’t pay much attention and sat down on the chair provided in the training area.

“Or did you challenge Rakuten and then get broken and keep swinging your sword to forget about it?”

At that moment, the woman’s sword stopped.

Lacradion, a woman called the light of the Demonic Palace.

And he was the only person in the Demonic Palace who had stepped into the ranks of masters.

With drops of sweat pouring down like rain, her eyes slowly began to turn to him with his full belly.

The eyes were full of disapproval, but the man with a big belly just smiled at the sight.

“Don’t stare at me too much with your pretty eyes. “I’m excited.”

“Derek, did you come here to start a fight? “The area where I got hit while talking nonsense must have not fully healed yet.”

“No, I came here after hearing a story that would make Lakradion excited to hear it. Or maybe you’ve already heard it.”

The man named Derek rummaged through his pockets with a hearty laugh.

Then, he flew the paper airplane he had made to Lacradion.

Lacradion, who received the paper airplane, opened the paper.

And soon I realized it was an announcement.

“It is said that a direct lineage from Valheim is challenging Nakcheon. “They said they were looking for people to join them for that.”

“… … “That’s what it is.”

“Lark, it could end without you even being able to try again.”

Lacradion’s eyebrows twitched.

Then, he tore up the paper and threw it on the floor.

“It has nothing to do with me.”

Derek, who was staring at it, soon sighed.

“Ha, Lark, I know. How did you feel that day when you were defeated by Nakcheon? That guy is a disaster. He’s a monster. And I know full well that you were swinging the sword all by yourself because you wanted to overcome that monster.”

Derek said that and stood up.

“But how long do you plan to be tied to Nakcheon? That’s stubbornness and stubbornness. “Wouldn’t you be able to move on to a wider world?”

Derek was once her colleague.

It was a pity that I had to live like that, bound by the disaster of optimism.

“Take this opportunity to think about it. “Wouldn’t you change your mind if you saw the optimism that had grown so great in your heart being broken?”

Derek left with those last words.

Lacradion, who was staring at the scene, turned his eyes to the torn notice.

Optimism is broken.

Lacradion swallowed a laugh.

Unfortunately, Derek’s words will not come true.

Because he is truly a ghost rather than just a skill.

She thought that just as she could not break the sword no matter how much she trained, even Valheim would have the same result in the end.

‘… … Training was cut off for no reason.’

Thinking that she was in a bad mood, she repeated the training again.

After a while, it was already night.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead after swinging her sword until night again.

Growling-

Seeing that I was hungry, I felt like I needed to eat.

So, she stopped by her usual room, washed her face lightly, and then went to the restaurant she often went to.

“Hahaha, how funny it was to see that little boy sitting alone with his butler.”

“The one who defeats Nakcheon is not the guy who came in from nowhere, but our Pendallord. Where are you campaigning in Valheim? “Captain, right?”

“Don’t take it for granted.”

At that moment, Lacradion heard a loud voice coming from inside the restaurant, and his eyebrows twitched.

‘I came here to have a late dinner and was there any passengers?’

Well, this restaurant has the best food in Maseong Palace.

There were other people besides him, so there was nothing strange.

The only thing is that it’s a group that doesn’t usually get along very well.

Fendallord, a gang gathered around Fendal, the highest level expert.

Just seeing him create a team with his name on it was enough to see how high his self-esteem was.

Actually, it was worth it.

This is because he truly reigned like a king within the Demonic Palace.

“huh?”

When Lakradion appeared, Fendal’s eyes turned towards him.

He had gray hair and a tattoo of a wolf, the symbol of Pendallord, could be seen through his shirt.

His face was bright red, and it seemed like he was quite drunk.

Fendal grinned as soon as he saw Lakradion.

“Hey, isn’t that Miss Lacradion? “Where are you coming from training today?”

Lacradion walked inside without even listening.

Then, as he sat down in the seat he often sat in, Fendal stood up with a sly expression on his face.

“Don’t be so harsh, let’s talk. “You’re a former colleague, right?”

Fendal suddenly came to the seat next to Lacradion, holding a bottle of alcohol, and paid no heed to her ignoring him.

“You heard it too, right? There was news that Valheim’s direct lineage was going to challenge Nakcheon. “It is an optimism that even the light of the Demonic Palace has not yet challenged.”

“… … .”

“Besides, they say he’s a kid who isn’t even an adult yet. “They installed it arbitrarily without knowing who the owner of the Demon Palace was.”

The Pendallord gang saw this and quickly took action.

He warned people around him not to include it in the recruitment notice for Valheim’s direct lineage.

Although it was something that his subordinates did on their own, Fendal did not do anything to stop it and just stood by.

This was because he was also from Valheim, and he was displeased with wandering around the Demonic Palace.

“… … “The owner of the Demonic Palace?”

At that moment, Lacradion finally opened his mouth.

With very cold eyes, she looked back at Fendal, who was talking slowly and wildly.

The energy in those eyes was so cruel that it made even Fendal stop.

“Where on earth is the owner? Fendal, you must have experienced optimism like me that day. “Do you still consider yourself so great that you went to the 8th floor of the Demonic Palace?”

Lacradion is just beginning to become a master.

Plus, I’m already 30 years old.

In this wide world where the population exceeds billions, there are so many people who train themselves until they die, but those who do not even reach four figures are considered master level.

Moreover, the reality is that more than half of that number are struggling without being able to get past the beginning of mastery.

The barrier to growth from expert level to master level is high.

However, higher than the wall was the road from beginner to intermediate level.

Moreover, Fendal is of the highest expert level.

Thanks to a few special conditions, he can be roughly compared to Lacradion, but in the end, he struggles even to become a master.

I was shocked that he was pretending to be the owner of the Demonic Palace.

“okay? So what was the difference between you and me back then?”

Lacradion’s mouth fell shut at Fendal’s question.

Fendal gave up further efforts and, over the course of five years, focused on creating a gang of Fendallords as if they were the masters of the Demonic Palace.

On the other hand, Lacradion was still unable to let go of his sword, and was only swinging his sword, even past his maturation age.

Even though he has swung his sword every day since that day, Lacradion is still a beginner at master.

And Fendal, who focused on creating the Fendal Lord gang, was also at the top level of Expert, just like that day.

The state of the two had not changed since then.

“Isn’t this terrible reality that no matter what you do, it ends up being the same?”

Lacradion turned his gaze downward.

Even if it is the domain of a master whom everyone else looks up to.

Those who have actually reached master know this.

Those who rise above are the true geniuses.

Lacradion was blocked in front of that wall.

“Lark, please be aware, no matter how hard you and I try, in the end we are trapped in this demonic palace. “I’m in this place that I can never escape from.”

Fendal said that and lifted the bottle of alcohol from the table again.

“… … still.”

At that moment, Lacradion’s mouth opened again.

“I will continue to swing my sword.”

Fendal saw that and shrugged his shoulders with a dejected expression.

“Oh, that’s right.”

Fendal walked back to his seat, thinking that he was wasting his energy on a truly useless matter.

I was planning on drinking with my gang again like this.

When he returned to his seat, he noticed that the group was unusually quiet.

The moment he felt puzzled by that fact, a person appeared in his eyes.

The person who is sitting in the same spot where he was sitting a moment ago.

“It looks like Saddam is done, right?”

“you.”

The moment Fendal saw him, he slowly began to notice his identity.

That black hair and blue eyes.

It was certain.

Krasch Valheim.

It was the direct descendant of the Valheim who had come to visit the Demonic Palace.

Fendal’s eyebrows furrowed.

Looking at that relaxed attitude and the eyes looking at him, it seemed like he knew everything.

‘You little boy, I knew I was sabotaging you.’

Fendal came and stood in front of Krashu in a irritating manner.

Fendal, who was about half a head taller than Crasch, who was still growing, used his height to create an intimidating feeling.

“What business does Valheim’s direct lineage have?”

After hearing the word Valheim, Lakradion belatedly turned around too.

Anyway, Crasch calmly got up from his chair.

“I’m usually pretty kind.”

A series of random words continued.

“But I don’t show mercy to those who interfere with me.”

“Haha, so you want to play a game?”

Fendal had a sneer on his face.

In Fendal’s eyes, Krasch was a guy who had just entered the top level of Expert.

Considering someone his age, he was definitely an incredibly talented person.

Yes, of course.

Because he is a direct descendant of Valheim.

But to put it the other way around, it was like saying that he was now beneath me.

This is because, even at the same top level as an expert, the difference between someone who is just starting out and someone who has gained experience is clear.

Even though Fendal is blocked by the Master’s wall, he is standing right in front of the wall.

The difference in level with Krashu was obvious.

“It is not common to find a person with top level expert skills. “It’s a skill worthy of being recruited into the Valheim Knights.”

At that moment, despite Fendal’s threats, Krasch’s words continued calmly.

The moment Fendal looked at him as if he didn’t understand what this guy was trying to say, a smile appeared on Krasch’s lips.

“So, Fendal, I would like to hire you as a member of the Knights of Valheim.”

Fendal paused.

Knights of Valheim.

No matter how much you reign as a king in the Demonic Palace, entering the framework of Valheim is a completely different story.

In the end, Ma Seong-gung cannot avoid being treated like a back-alley bully.

In fact, Fendal had experienced time and again that knights of lower level than him treated him like a bastard.

However, the reality was that they could not do anything about them due to the status of their families.

But what if you enter Valheim?

All the knights who looked down on you will look up to you.

For a moment, greed passed through Fendal’s eyes.

As for military power and wealth, I have already obtained enough from the Demonic Palace.

What could satisfy him now was none other than his desire for fame.

“… … “Really?”

“Okay, you can bring all these guys here.”

Fendal swallowed his saliva when he heard that he would even hire his gang.

Krasch slowly smiled in front of those greedy eyes.

“I think the name of the knights would be Dog Order. “The one that barks like a dog is perfect for you.”

However, the moment he heard the next words, Fendal’s eyes hardened.

At the same time, anger slowly began to appear on his face.

“… … “Are you kidding me?”

Krasch looked back at him with an expression that had completely erased his smile.

Whenever he went around bragging about being the king of the Demon Castle Palace, when the offer from Valheim actually came, he rolled his eyes and was disgusted by the duplicity.

So I decided to make it clear.

“Yeah, you’re kidding me. “You idiot.”

Provocation is our specialty.

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