Became a Munchkin Skill Thief

Episode 22 Outside the Wall

The border wall town of Staron Kingdom.

Getting off the wagon, Krashu faced a rather irritating situation.

“Go away, kid. Where is the kid getting stuck?”

It was because I was arguing with the person who was guiding me to a broker who would secretly hand over the wall.

“No, are you giving me money?”

From Krashu’s point of view, the current situation was absurd.

It was because the person who was supposed to introduce me to the broker gave me money, but he never guided me because I was a child.

“Ha, kid. You don’t know what it’s like outside the walls?”

Then the man also looked at Krashu with tired eyes.

“The road officially connected between the Empire and the Kingdom of Staron is safe to clean up world erosion every day.”

That was a story everyone knew.

The formal road can be seen as the road commonly traveled by merchants and travelers.

On the other hand, those who use these back roads are mostly criminals or those who have to hide their identities.

“But on the non-official road, the world erosion grows wildly. And the Brokers will guide you on how to avoid such world erosion as much as possible.”

He said that and opened his eyes at Krashu.

“By the way. World erosion often frightens even the most courageous guys, right?”

World erosion basically creates a sense of repulsion in people.

Actually, this was like the desire to survive.

The imprint that says not to enter a dangerous place is deeply engraved in your body.

“What do you think would happen if a kid like you panicked in a situation like that even for grown adults? The brokers who guided you will also not be looking for it.”

Krache couldn’t bear to deny the words that followed.

No matter how much money they gave, there was no reason to take such a risk.

‘After all, this appearance is the problem.’

It’s good to be young.

Because the training is good and there are no curses.

However, this appearance caused trouble in every case.

“It must be for the purpose of participating in the Imperial Martial Arts Tournament. I don’t know what it is, but rather use the official path.”

“Don’t you know you’re here because you can’t use that official route?”

“What? Anyway, I don’t intend to guide you, so do it yourself.”

After he said that, he turned around and walked away.

Krashu, who was looking at that figure, tried to take a hit, but held back.

‘It’s rotten, I can’t believe I’ve been treated like this since I’ve been to Geumyeok.’

I didn’t know that doing regression would be such a disadvantage.

“What should I do?”

Crimson Garden, who had been watching without thinking of helping, asked.

Anyway, she seemed to enjoy watching this situation.

“Crimson Garden, is there any magic? She’s like the magic of becoming an adult.”

“Is there such a thing? It would be possible if you put on human skin.”

You make terrible noises casually.

Krashu, feeling that she was a world devourer once again, covered her forehead with her hand.

“Hey, honey.”

That moment when Krashu was contemplating what to do.

He turned his head at the voice that seemed to be calling him.

There stood a woman in her mid-twenties with short hair.

She looked at Krashu and smiled.

“Do you want to go outside the walls?”

“By the way.”

Krache replied curtly, and she lowered her stance.

Even though it was winter, she wore only a thin T-shirt underneath her coat, and her front was exposed.

“If it’s something like that, do you think your sister can help?”

“Are you a broker?”

“Not a broker, but a merchant who sells goods.”

Krashu heard that, and after a while she realized what she meant.

“Are you going to hide it among the things?”

“Yes, brokers have no reason to check things. Most of the things that move here are of that kind.”

Not a bad suggestion.

“For what price?”

“Ten times what you would pay the broker.”

She immediately put forward an absurd condition.

It is indeed a merchant.

I guess this is the price I put in consideration for bargaining.

But Krashu also had other thoughts.

“Only take money from the broker.”

“hehehe, then you won’t give your sister a ride? The kid can’t go outside the castle walls.”

“I will act as an escort instead.”

Hearing her words, she blinked her eyes.

Then she giggled, covering both her mouths asking what she was talking about.

“Isn’t he looking at his skills too high?”

Krashu rummaged through her pockets.

Originally, she was annoying so I didn’t intend to use it, but looking at the situation, it would be appropriate to take it out.

At that moment, the woman’s eyes turned to Krashu’s hand.

What Krashu held in his hand was none other than a badge engraved with the pattern of Valheim.

Everyone who lives in Staron knows the pattern of Valheim.

As evidence of that, the woman’s body stiffened.

But the real reason she was hardened was none other than the pale blue light leaking from the pattern of Valheim.

Everyone who lives in Staron has heard of that blue light at least once.

Especially, I know more about criminals who can point the sword of Valheim at any time.

A blue light that only comes out when a direct descendant of Balheim holds it.

That was Valheim’s special ID.

“Uh, huh?”

The moment she uttered her embarrassing words, Krashu raised her hand and covered her mouth.

Krashu, who filled both eyes with the pattern of Valheim along with her squashed mouth, pulled back her hood slightly and her blue eyes shone.

The blue eyes and dark hair of her Valheim blood gave her even more confidence.

“Have you figured it out now?”

She nodded her head eagerly, her face white.

From the moment Krashu stopped her, she was immobilized by his force.

“It doesn’t matter if I tell others. Even if I tell you, it won’t do you any good. Because I wouldn’t believe it in the first place.”

There is no reason for the people of Balheim to use this route without using the official route.

When Krashu removed her hand from her mouth, she turned around with a frown on her face.

“Go, let’s go!”

Krashu’s skills were already confirmed at the point of holding the pattern of Valheim.

To be precise, she wouldn’t even be looking for an escort role.

She must have decided that it would be better to burn Krashu for money than to run sparks.

‘I like it because it’s like a merchant.’

I can’t communicate well because her head is so fast.

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After following the woman like that, Krashu arrived at a large carriage after a while.

The wagon with the iron cage drooping was covered with a black curtain.

And what was inside was none other than an eroding species.

It seems that she was a trader who caught erosive species and sold them illegally.

If you’re stuck between the erosion species, even the brokers won’t be able to see you.

They’re all asleep with sleep magic, so there’s nothing dangerous.

“Tell me when the broker’s guidance is over.”

Krashu searched her pockets and flicked her money to her broker.

She hurriedly took the money and opened the iron cage door.

“D, let’s go in.”

Krashu trudged inside her, and the woman locked the iron cage door and hit the curtain again.

Meanwhile, Krashu took her place and sat down.

Then Crimson Garden landed on the bottom of her wagon.

“There are quite a few guys that are hard to see.”

“That way you will get paid.”

Krashu looked at her erosion species with a very disapproving expression.

The erosive species here are all those who cause hallucinations and auditory hallucinations, so-called narcotic erosive species.

“Insane things.”

She leaned against the wall, thinking that those who enjoy pleasure using drug-type erosion species would not understand at all.

In the meantime, the carriage started to move with a rattling sound.

Looking at the body leaning towards the inside of the carriage, it seemed that it was going underground.

It must be a back road through the castle wall.

As Krashu waited silently, several hours passed.

I heard talking outside for a moment, and then footsteps came from here.

Chunking-

Then the sound of the iron door opening resonated.

When Krashu walked outside, she saw the merchant woman she saw earlier standing there.

“What about brokers?”

“I’m back. The directions are here.”

Take care of the rest. This is the sound.

As Krashu got off the carriage lightly, the emerald sky began to shine in his eyes.

Unlike Staron, the sky has changed due to the effects of world erosion.

The sky was not that strange to Krashu.

And that sky was proof that it was outside the border.

‘I don’t care if it’s not red.’

Krashu took his eyes off the sky and looked back at the merchant woman.

“By the way, where are you going? By the way, I am an empire.”

Krashu said that and smiled.

Recognizing the meaning of that smile, the woman replied with a grim expression.

“I-I am also an empire.”

I didn’t know where her destination would be.

Because Krashu is an empire, the place she should be headed at one point was the empire.

“Okay. Let’s go.”

Krashu said that and walked to the front of the carriage.

Then he climbed lightly into the coachman’s seat and she, a woman, reluctantly sat next to him.

As she started moving her horse again, Krashu looked around her.

The wagon seemed to have only her except for her eroding species.

“Are you not looking for another escort?”

“Ah, yes, I also do some erosion hunter work. So far, I’m pretty good at it. How can I deal with the 2-star world erosion?”

Unexpectedly, you were quite talented.

If you look at the simple level, you might be similar to yourself.

“In the first place, it’s easier to just run away from 3 stars, and even hiring someone will cost more. So I am traveling alone. The problem is bandits, but you rarely run into crazy people living outside the city walls, right?”

Since she said so, Krashu thought so too.

“Hey, what is your name Valheim?”

At that moment, she asked if her mouth was a little bored.

Seeing her like that, Krashu let out a laugh at her.

“If I introduced my name, wouldn’t it be nice for both of us?”

“Oh, that’s right! Let’s not introduce ourselves. What!”

She rode her horse fast as if she didn’t want to spark.

Thanks to that, Krashu, who had a comfortable trip, leaned back against the backrest.

‘I hope you see some world erosion on the way.’

A merchant woman would never happen to wish for what she does.

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Dagdak, dagdak!

Ten days since the carriage trip outside the border began.

As if the merchant woman had done this once or twice, she chose the path that was not subject to world erosion.

Thanks to that, Krashu was only devoting his time to training his Aura while receiving advice from the Crimson Garden.

Although she had plenty of time on the way to the empire.

When world erosion occurred on the way, she was so far away that she didn’t have enough time to go looking for it.

‘Because I can just do it on the way back.’

So Krashu didn’t care and trained leisurely.

In the meantime, it was night before I knew it.

The merchant woman attached her bell to the end of her carriage while Krashu was putting on the blanket the merchant woman gave her.

It was a bell that immediately rang when she approached something.

“How much is left?”

“At this rate, we have about five days left. This time, we are going quietly without eroding the world. Is it because of Valheim-sama’s presence?”

The merchant woman farted with her eyes smiling.

At first she was uncomfortable with Krashu.

However, when she noticed Krashu’s personality, she noticed that he was more generous than she thought.

“Valheim-sama is good. If you were born in Valheim, you would feel like you had the whole world.”

So she even talked to her in this way.

“Is the world that small? I didn’t know the world was so small.”

“Ah, maybe you’re still young and can’t feel it? Ordinary people worry about eating three meals a day. Valheim-sama doesn’t worry about that.”

Certainly that is true.

However, there is one obvious difference between the nobility and the common people.

“Yes, nobles don’t worry about that. But you probably don’t know us as well as we don’t know you.”

Krashu looked outside, a lawless area.

In that empty field where there is nothing, it is a nation that has overcome the erosion of the world and achieved it.

And it is the nobility that maintains it.

Many people forget about it.

Even the nobles.

Because there are quite a few nobles who neglect their duties and do nothing but trash.

‘If you think it’s peaceful, there must be a power struggle.’

When that peace is broken, those who die first are those who only pursued that power.

“hehehe, is that so? Then I want to become a noble too. Shall we make a reservation for the marriage book with Valheim-sama in advance?”

What is a woman in her mid-20s talking about?

“I have a fiance.”

“Oh, really? Valheim-sama’s fiancé must be very cute.”

“Are you cute?”

Krache thought of Bianca for a moment.

Even Krashu knows that when she grows up, she becomes a woman of considerable beauty.

She’s actually got into trouble because she’s a fiancé because of guys who are obsessed with her looks.

So, her appearance was superior to anyone else’s.

‘If it’s cute.’

Certainly, the appearance of following him like a chick would be cute if it were cute.

“Maybe.”

“Puheheheu, unlike her appearance, she looks like an adult, but she has a childlike side. Haven’t you ever been in love?”

“I’m sorry, but I tried.”

Saying that, Krashu took off her blanket and stood up from her seat.

“It was a love that ended the moment I was about to try.”

Krashu’s gaze turned outward.

The moment the merchant woman saw it and questioned it, she cried out at the Crimson Garden in the sky.

“It must be time to work.”

“Oops.”

Jittle!

At the same time, the bell she hung on to her began to ring.

Belatedly, the merchant woman also took out her weapon and stood up from her seat.

She saw a black liquid walking through the pitch-black forest as if it had become a person.

The problem was that the number was not one or two.

“It sounds like a lawless zone.”

A symptom that occurs when the owner of World Erosion is not properly purified even after killing it.

One of them was the Black Humans.