Became a Munchkin Skill Thief

Episode 21 A stepping stone to becoming stronger

Darling, who removed the fragments from the bottle of medicine that turns her into a woman, placed another bottle in front of Krashu instead.

“This is a different shape-changing drug. The effect is a week, because it is a recently made special product. I haven’t been hit by magic or doping yet.”

As I broke it a while ago, I wouldn’t have given out the same drug this time.

So, after accepting the vial, Krache checked the contents.

“Is this for disguising your identity?”

“Because you can register as a commoner from the kingdom.”

It will be like this from the beginning.

“By the way, the image is the image I imagined when I only thought of the personality of a kid.”

Darling was talking nonsense, but Krashu didn’t care.

Looks like it could be used during a martial arts competition.

‘It just went well.’

It was necessary to absorb more of the power of world erosion in order to use Extreme Blood Poison.

There is a lot of world erosion in the lawless zone between the borders of the kingdom and the empire, so when the time comes, we can absorb that too.

“Do you have the confidence to be in third place?”

At that moment, Darling asked with a coy smile.

Krashuda was called the half-penny of Valheim not too long ago.

For such Krashu to be in third place in a large-scale martial arts competition held in the empire.

Actually, it was a nonsense story.

Of course, if Krashu was the same as before.

“As for the guys who appear in the martial arts competition, they are the only ones whose Rachellen Academy has not been confirmed anyway.”

Those who were confirmed to go to Rachelleen Academy had already trained for the academy’s exams, so there was no reason to come to the martial arts competition.

Unfortunately, few of the contestants this time seem to have signed a contract with God.

‘Because there aren’t that many guys who signed a contract with God in the first place.’

Valheim is extremely exceptional. Among ordinary families, those who signed a contract with the gods were about one in five.

So Krashu had to go to the academy all the more.

‘Because it’s full of people with skills there.’

And above all.

“I am 14 years old when the competition is held.”

The martial arts competition that Krashu will participate in is the boys’ division under the age of 15.

Krashu was only 14 years old.

“I won’t lose to the kids.”

No matter how talented you fly and crawl, it is still a level that can be suppressed by the gap in experience.

Because Anix was actually beaten by Krashu like that.

Even in the generation of the sky, he was confident that he could defeat all Krashu, unless he had the same talent as Charlotte.

“Even though I am the same child. Of course I’m 16 soon. I’m not a kid anymore.”

Darling, whose eye makeup has gotten a little thicker recently, smiled and said that she was an adult.

Krashu only looked at the darling’s appearance with pity.

Only children like being grown up.

In that sense, Darling was still a baby.

“All right. Stop now.”

“Ah, I want to go and play more.”

“Since you are an adult soon, you can use it to play with children.”

“You use it like that?”

Darling, who refuses to go, and Krashu, who pushes away, talk for a while.

The door the two of them were talking about opened suddenly.

At the sound of the door Krache turned his head to find Bianca standing there.

Bianca, with one side of her head slightly pressed down as if she had just come back from sleep, looked at the two for a moment and then spoke to herself.

“…… Affair?”

Where did you learn those words?

Krache quietly thought that he would have to crack down on the chattering maid next to Bianca.

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A training ground in Valheim.

Krashu stood still with his sword in front of the Crimson Garden.

Although his eyes were obviously closed, Krashu felt more information through his body than through his eyes.

My sixth sense acquired through occult techniques.

The level is still insignificant, but the amount of incoming information is overwhelming.

At that moment, a presence was felt in Krashu’s left ear.

Chang!

At some point, the extended sword quickly filled the spot.

What appeared there was a blade of wind.

However, strangely enough, Krashu’s black blade of wind was created before it was replaced.

If the sword hadn’t moved before the blade of the wind was created, it wouldn’t have been able to block it in the first place.

In the meantime, I could feel the presence from the waist in succession.

Krashu’s sword once again filled the spot in advance to block the blade of the wind.

In fact, it was a move close to foreknowledge.

Chang, Cheng, Cheng, Cheng!

And the movement continued.

Krashu’s sword filled the place faster than the blade of wind was formed, and it was repeated.

However, Krashu was in a worse condition than when he was attacked.

His breathing was out of whack, and his arms were shaking more violently than ever.

The sweat dripping from his whole body seemed to make him exhausted at any moment.

“End here.”

The moment the voice of Crimson Garden was heard, the blade of the wind stopped.

“Kuhak!”

Krashu let out his breath and rolled on the floor.

“Mandible, crane, crane.”

Trying to somehow get oxygen into his lungs, Krashu opened his mouth as wide as he could.

Then, Crimson Garden, who had been watching, laughed.

“Was it my sixth sense? That’s funny. With the experience you have accumulated so far, swordsmanship is being created in a very interesting way.”

What Krashu did now was to raise his sixth sense to the limit, read the opponent’s intentions first, and use the blunt sword to counter the attack in advance.

Inherently, even geniuses find it difficult to use swordsmanship or Crimson Garden. While training Krashu, he noticed that he was better suited to blunt swords than he thought.

“The conditions for the blunt sword are not to be intimidated first, and the second is to be able to grasp the opponent’s intentions perfectly. Two things are more important than swordsmanship. And those two are areas that can only be accumulated through experience, not talent.”

Crimson Garden giggled and tapped Krashu on the head with his foot.

“You are truly outstanding in that area. Since I was born, my sense of knowing how to read the other person’s intentions is in line with my sixth sense, and it actually comes out in a form close to foreknowledge.”

Krashu is the only one who is naturally aware.

The experience of wallowing endless world erosion together with the generation of the sky.

And my sixth sense that I learned this time.

Thanks to the interlocking of these three things, Krashu was able to enter the beginning of the blunt sword.

It was obviously a great technique, but Krasch had one obvious problem.

“But my body is not good. Nawon. What would you do if you could foresee all of your opponent’s attacks? My body can’t keep up.”

Dungeom is a swordsmanship that reaches spatial dominance after mastering all of the opponent’s attacks by reading the opponent’s number first.

It may seem slow to the opponent, but the blunt sword steadily dominates the opponent’s moves.

As a result, the opponent has to watch helplessly as the sword is slowly narrowing towards him.

That was the dull sword.

However, if you can’t block the opponent’s attack, it will all be meaningless.

As proof of that, Krashu overused his muscles to block the blade of the wind, and as a result, he fell into disrepair.

My body couldn’t keep up with Krashu’s wisdom.

‘This is probably the difference in talent.’

Krashu was hardly gifted with his bodily talents.

Fortunately, he is of Balheim bloodline, so his body is stronger than others, and his resilience is a little better.

That’s at the level of a criminal, but geniuses, of course, already had it all.

“It is disastrous.”

As Crimson Garden briefly commented, Krashu raised his head with trembling arms.

“…… Once more.”

“I don’t know how to be discouraged by such a topic.”

Krashu’s two blue eyes, like venom, shone brightly.

Experience, secret arts and skills, and world erosion were all swallowed up, but this was the only area reached.

Others would have realized their limits at this point and broken them, but Krashu had no intention of breaking his will.

Looking at that, Crimson Garden let out a terrifying laugh.

“So I made him a disciple.”

It was a contract teacher that started with a promise to erase immortality.

Crimson Garden started to like Krashu more and more.

She For her, all her talents were meaningless.

A poisonous mind that can withstand its own training.

With just that, she could make Krashu the strongest.

“But it would be right to end here today.”

“What?”

“Didn’t you tell me? The schedule is right when we start today for the martial arts competition.”

After hearing her words that she would stop training, Krashu, who frowned at her, belatedly regained her senses.

Come to think of it, according to her words, it was the departure day.

“Training is good, but from my point of view, the miracle drug comes first for you. There is nothing quite like making that lousy body human.”

Krashu listened to her words and stood up from her seat countless times.

Her legs and arms were still wobbly, but she persevered with evil.

“Damn it, I need to get ready quickly.”

Realizing that he had taken too much of her time in her training, Krashu hurriedly took her steps.

Then he quickly finished his clothes and his face, and came to the prepared wagon.

“Krashu-nim.”

At that moment, Krashu faced Ali Odd, who was waiting in front of her carriage.

The day Darling brought the medicine for discoloration disease.

Krashu immediately delivered the medicine to Aliod.

Ali Odd was puzzled at first, but knowing that it was a medicine for discoloration, he took a leave of absence to visit her daughter.

And a day later.

Aliod, who came to Krashu, knelt down in front of him and thanked him with tears in his eyes.

He was the one who cared for her daughter so much that she thought about her master’s betrayal for her sake.

With the mere fact that his daughter’s illness was cured, Aliod was not afraid even if he died.

「Don’t die.」

And Krashu said to him like that.

「For saving your daughter’s life. Aliod, don’t die until I give you permission. It doesn’t matter if I say this as a price, right?”

And the moment he heard those words, Aliod bowed his head in front of Krashu.

He clearly engraved in his heart who the master he must follow for the rest of his life.

‘This is it.’

Krashu felt it was okay to forget the day Ali Ord died of poison in his memory.

He healed his daughter not only for Ali Aude, but he also wanted to erase a scene from his memory.

The fact that the first betrayal in his life had disappeared made Krashu feel much more at ease.

“Please take good care of Cheongsong-gwan while I am away.”

“Yes, I will never let anyone in. Even if you are the head of the household.”

Hearing his firm resolve, Krashu smiled.

Enough is enough mindset.

It was when Krashu went to the front of the carriage, leaving Aliode behind.

In front of the carriage, Krashu faced a familiar figure.

The girl with white hair.

Bianca Hardenhartz.

She stood there, holding one of her bags in her hand.

“Mr Krashu.”

She was the one who called herself in a certain tone, as always.

She said the reason she is carrying the bag today is simple.

It was to return to Hardenhartz.

The reason she returned to Hardenhartz was none other than Krashu’s request.

One of the two materials suggested by Darling was to return to Hardenhartz to obtain Snow White Fever.

Given her status, she should be easily obtainable.

“It’s been a while since I’m going back to my hometown, so you can rest well before you go.”

It will take quite some time for her to come back anyway.

But Bianca shook her head.

“I’ll be right back.”

Come back soon.

For Bianca, Cheongsong Hall was her home now.

Kracheu, who noticed the meaning of her words, burst out laughing for some reason.

She is not treated very well in Hardenhardt.

She’s cursed, which makes her less valuable as a noble.

And since she herself has no talent in Valheim, she is the least valuable half-penny.

In a way, like Crache, Cheongsong Hall might be a place where Bianca could rest her mind.

Krashu raised her hand and stroked Bianca’s hair once.

It was worth stroking the pure white hair that followed Krashu’s hand.

“I’ll be back soon too.”

She said that, not noticing that she had recently begun to withdraw only from Bianca.

Meanwhile, Bianca opened her own bag.

She said that what came out of the bag was none other than a packed lunch.

“Eat as you go.”

I wondered where I was walking around yesterday, but were you preparing something like this?

“Who asked you to make this?”

“Let’s go Ellie.”

That’s right.

As expected, Bianca’s maid, Ellie, seemed to be talking about her to her.

She asked me to crack her mouth the other day, but it was no use.

“I’ll eat well.”

Still, since it was made by Bianca, Krache accepted it.

After all, she had trained and got hungry just in time.

“Goodbye.”

Bianca’s departure is later than Krache’s.

Seeing her seeing her off, Krashu said that she would come back and climbed into her carriage.

As the carriage began to rattle away, Krache saw Bianca standing still through the window.

I mean, I won’t be able to see that face I used to see every day for quite a while.

“You look like you’re going to die of regret. Is that child good for you?”

At that moment, Crimson Garden entered through the window and asked.

“Because it feels like I have a younger brother whom I have never had a relationship with. He must be just anxious.”

Unlike before, my relationship with Bianca has gotten better.

She also had many personal regrets.

“Tsk tsk, let’s see what your sister is saying to your fiancée, even after you have four children.”

“If you talk nonsense, I pluck all her feathers.”

“Chiggle, can you catch me?”

Seeing Crimson Garden deliberately showing a defenseless appearance while picking out its fur, Krashu only clicked his tongue.

He opened the lunch box instead.

It contained sandwiches and colorful salads.

Befitting Bianca, I felt like I only filled in efficient things.

‘It’s gone.’

After taking a bite of the sandwich, Krache remembered Bianca’s fondness for sweets.

On the way back from the empire, I should go buy some imperial chocolate.