I Became A Thief Who Steals Overpowered Skills Chapter 77

[EP.77] Hwa Rakuten

The carriage area where Krashu arrived late.

There was Fendal, whose chest had almost been blown off, and Olivia, a white mage, crying and pouring healing magic in front of him.

Next to her were Lacradion, who had his head bowed, and Soldrik, the unit commander, who was biting his lips and holding back his emotions.

Lacradion, who belatedly sensed Crashu’s popularity, raised his head.

“… … Mr. Crashu, you are safe.”

“okay.”

She said with shaking eyes.

Crashu answered roughly and glanced at the Crimson Garden next to him.

“What happened.”

Then he quietly asked in a voice that only Crimson Garden could hear.

[ The fireball fired by the clone guy hit Fendal instead of Lakradion, who was unable to move. After that, you guys sent the Armed Princess somewhere else and the clones all collapsed. That’s it. ]

After hearing the next words, Krasch’s eyes turned round.

‘Fendal sacrificed himself?’

Krashuda remembers Fendal before returning.

He was literally living like a madman in the Demonic Palace, and was a person who committed all kinds of evil acts.

In fact, Crasch knows this because he has experienced that evil behavior himself.

What a dirty guy Fendal is.

So I thought it wouldn’t be any different now.

Because Fendal actually interfered with Krashné.

‘But you saved Lacradion?’

It was a moment when Krasch was confused for a moment.

“Lark, go, take it.”

He pushed Okcheon, calling her by her old nickname.

As she silently accepted the jade cloth, for a moment she thought of Kairan, the team leader of Icarus.

But there was no time to reminisce.

“Fendal.”

“… … Won, I have to go to you. “I just kept it because you told me not to.”

Fendal spoke with difficulty.

“Captain, stop talking!”

Olivia shouted, but Fendal paid no attention.

Instead, he just stared at Lacradion with dying eyes.

“Don’t take over.”

Lacradion bowed his head and spoke, putting his thoughts above his question of why he had saved him.

Fendal soon looked back at Krasch as if that was enough.

“Val, direct descendant of Haim.”

With a clumsy laugh, he exhaled softly.

“I didn’t do it because I did it.”

The blood welling up in tears ran down Fendal’s lips.

After hearing Fendal’s apology, Crasch slowly stroked his forehead.

I’ve seen so many people die.

From the war between humans to the war with the world eroders, and even the world erosion spread to the worst level, the world that poured out took countless lives.

Among them, there were some guys that Krasch had built up some affection for.

In fact, the only people who survived the destroyed world were Arthur, himself, and them.

So it was no exaggeration to say that Krasch had seen everyone die.

“La, k, nak, knock down the thousand, give it to me.”

However, the emotions Krasch was feeling now as he watched Fendal’s death were different from before.

Krashu doesn’t particularly have a close relationship with Fendal.

Rather, it was an enemy.

Fendal was at a level where it was difficult to even have a passing relationship with Krasch.

What is that kind of emotion that Krasch is feeling right now?

The answer was simple.

‘I’ve only regressed, but I’m so caught up in it.’

Krasch felt deep regret towards himself.

Just a passing relationship.

How foolish it was to define and act on someone based on everything I saw back then.

People constantly change with the times.

Don’t you know that best, as you were once busy lamenting your life and cursing the world?

‘Just make your own decisions based on your good sense.’

Krasch gritted his teeth.

Isn’t this why he is no different from Arthur?

Why did Arthur, who had already been through more times than he did, fail to save the world from destruction every time, and was eventually taken back by himself?

That’s probably because Arthur has been watching Krashu for countless episodes and thought he would stop there for the rest of his life.

Arthur decided.

At most, Krashu’s skills can be cursed or taken away, and it is difficult to take away unique abilities such as skills.

So, I let my guard down in front of Krashu and announced the existence of a skill called regression.

Without knowing what results it would lead to.

‘On that topic.’

Krasch judged the person who was now Fendal based on his memories before returning and came to a conclusion.

So I was angry with myself.

Unlike Arthur, he only returns once.

No one knows whether a second regression will be possible again.

This is because regression is not directly in Crasch’s hands.

If the destruction cannot be prevented this time, the world will end.

Krasch truly believed this and was doing his best.

‘To protect this shitty world.’

We must change this idea of ​​relying solely on regression.

People change countless times.

Crasch knew this through himself, and he clearly realized it through the relationships he and Bianca met after returning.

I will never forget this fact.

“Fendal.”

So Krasch spoke to Fendal.

“I entered the Demonic Palace with you today.”

Fendal was silently listening to Krashu’s story.

Because he also knew what that meant.

“And together with all of you, we will defeat Nakchuan and open the 9th floor.”

“under… … .”

Fendal made a very short noise and then suppressed his laughter.

“Those are honorable words for a nobleman, man.”

Although it contained sarcasm, his smile was deep as if there was no death more comfortable than this.

With that, Fendal’s eyes closed.

“Captain, captain! Leader!”

Olivia screamed for Fendal.

But despite her cries, Fendal’s body no longer moved.

“Olivia.”

The moment she sobbed, Soldrik embraced her.

“Let’s just let this go.”

“Huh, huh.”

Crashu looked back at Lacradion as she was seen crying in Soldric’s arms.

Then Lacradion stood up from his seat.

“Mr. Krasch Valheim.”

At that moment, Soldric called Krashu.

“It’s all my fault for blocking your path. I gave instructions… … .”

“done.”

As a result, it is true that we gained time to respond to the Armed Princess.

“Take care of Fendal.”

Krasch said that, turned and started walking.

When Krasch raised his hand so that the three could not see it, a faint spark passed by.

‘Lioner.’

That was none other than Fendal’s skill.

At the last moment, Fendal’s Lioner was stolen by Crashu through the Black Hood.

[Be recognized as more than your family rival]

Before I knew it, the second dial was released and the third dial appeared.

[ Follows Fendal’s salt. ]

For that dial, Krasch spoke his last words to him.

Thanks to this, Krasch was able to steal Lioner along with the freed dial.

‘It’s okay to say it’s petty.’

Because I see no way to prevent the destruction of this damned world without swallowing everything.

On the day I first returned, I decided to swallow up everything I could find and stand at the top to prevent destruction at all costs.

So Krasch stole Fendal’s Lioner.

‘At least.’

I won’t let it go to waste.

＊ ＊ ＊

Optimism.

This person sits alone in the front room of the carriage area on the 8th floor.

He was once a strategist who attacked the Demonic Palace, but now he is an unlucky man who has been eaten by the Demonic Palace.

Krasch was now at the last door, hoping to defeat him.

Crashu, who had been resting in the carriage for a day and getting some sleep, warmed up by lightly swinging his sword.

Is it because of the aftermath of the battle with the Armed Princess?

Although my body still ached here and there, I was able to get better quickly thanks to the nature of my body being delayed.

In this state, I might not be able to defeat Rakuten.

It’s okay now.

Because I got the Lioner of Fendal.

Crashu, who had secretly tested it yesterday, was confident that he could defeat Rakuten with this.

“Lakradion, are you ready?”

“Yes, you can leave anytime.”

Crashu nodded after hearing Lacradion’s answer.

“Goes.”

Then he raised his hand and pushed the door open.

Mei profit-

With the sound of the rusty nest ringing, Crasch’s eyes caught sight of the rickety carriage room.

This carriage area was different from other carriages.

The chair was empty, and the wooden floor had scratches here and there, as if it were cracked.

But the most unusual thing was that there was only one door.

An old man was sitting in front of the door, holding a sword in a long scabbard.

An old man with a thunderbolt, with a streak of lightning drawn on a black background, as if he had carved out a tree struck by lightning.

Optimism.

The other day, the person who had been watching the entrance to the 9th floor was there with his graying, aging eyebrows hanging down.

Squeak, thump-

Crashu, who saw him, closed the carriage door when he confirmed that Lacradion had entered.

Then, starting from the closed door, Nakcheon’s shoulders twitched.

At the same time, his body began to rise with a thumping sound.

I don’t know how long I haven’t moved before it makes a sound like my bones are reassembling.

And it was as if many people had not entered the 8th floor during that time.

Optimist’s eyes glowed red as he stood up.

“Lakradion, you know.”

Seeing such optimism, Krashu called Lacradion.

I had told Lacradion in advance how to defeat Optimism.

Fighting with Nakcheon and holding on while Krashu uses Ignis to burn down all the carriages.

That was Lacradion’s mission.

So she pulled out the jade cloth and stood in front of Krashu.

“yes.”

With those words, Nakcheon chose Uroesung.

But the drawn sword had no edge.

The empty day made the viewer question.

The lack of a blade meant that the sword was not functioning properly.

However, at that moment, golden light soared from the nose of Uroesong, as if proving why Uroesong was included in the world’s top 10 heavenly swords.

Coogung!

The burning golden light accompanied by the sound of thunder was spewing out powerful enough power to turn the surrounding atmosphere around in an instant.

At the same time, the golden light diminished as if compressed for an instant.

There, a golden sword blade fluttered with energy, revealing its sharp edge.

A sword that creates a blade by amplifying the wielder’s aura.

thunderstorm

Depending on who holds it, Uroesung can be the best sword in the world that can cut anything, or it can be the worst sword that can cut anything.

So, those who handle swords say the same thing.

If the world’s greatest swordsman were to choose a sword, the one that suits him best would be thunder.

And this was precisely the reason why Crashu tried to prevent Uroesung from being passed over to Geomzon.

Coogung!

That thunderous star was now met with optimism, and its blade was shining with golden light.

The overwhelming golden light that made people feel intimidated just by looking at it made Lacradion nervous.

Because that golden light truly showed the level of optimism.

“come.”

It was a moment that Crasch briefly commented on.

When Lacradion quickly raised his sword, optimism had already arrived in front of him.

Chaeng!

Lacradion followed Nakcheon’s steps and blocked Uroesung with Okcheon.

However, Lacradion’s body, which had blocked the sword, staggered greatly.

This was because, despite being in the body of an old man, the power of optimism was different.

I realized it again.

That day, why did Icarus collapse in front of Nakcheon, and why did Icarus’ team leader, Kairan, risk death to make them escape?

Good luck!

At that moment, hearing the sound of flames coming from behind, Lacradion held his breath.

This is because Krashu began to burn the carriage in earnest by throwing the black flames from his ink sword into the carriage.

Optimistic eyes turned backwards.

That’s because he also noticed that Krasch was acting strangely.

But Lacradion immediately stood in front of Crashu’s gaze as if blocking him.

It’s as if you have to kill yourself to get to Krashu.

‘My role is to buy time.’

I ran away that time, but I’ll show you that this time it’s different.

“come.”

The moment Lakradion’s words continued briefly, Nakcheon and Lakradion collided.

fantasy, munchkin,