Max Level Newbie

He doesn't know how well the Duke-level demons, including the Grand Duke, have equipment.

In some ways, they may be wearing defensive gear that is comparable to the king's set, to their level.

However, even so, it was a blanks that thought performance would be lower than the equipment reinforced by Puckers' hands.

What... how much can you reduce the obvious difference in skills to items?….’

Still, it would be much better than kicking a sloppy item and fighting.

That's the case even with confidence.

The difference in power between wearing no equipment and wearing a set of puckers is almost jaw-dropping.

With a grim look on his face, he took over a set of six devil peacocks from Powell.

May the demons of the anti-Ma Wang Union be stronger with their gifts.

So it was a blistering wish not to be unilaterally struck by the hands of the devil, but to be able to deal a huge blow.

He said so.

"It must have taken some time to strengthen."

"Of course, it's not just one or two, it's a total of 30 items. Besides, it was not clumsy equipment, and each one was quite useful, so it took time. You weren't able to sleep and you were working hard, and I felt sorry for you."

"I'm so sorry for this to Mr. Puckus.….”

"Huh, the puckus-sucking guy is a good talker."

"What? What do you mean?"

Toward the blanks, who looked as if they didn't know the English language, Powell said, with one mouth raised.

"Didn't you know? He's so lazy that he doesn't really strengthen even if the gods ask him to." I don't think I've done anything but what you asked for in the last few hundred years? Maybe... ...two or three?"

"Um...... haha."

Vulcan smiled at Powell with an awkward expression.

Powell followed him with a bland smile, and Vulcan, who had nothing to say, scratched his back head and said goodbye.

All business is done anyway.

You didn't have to be here anymore.

"Well, I've got work to do, so I'll be going. Sorry to interrupt your research!"

The Vulcan quickly disappeared as soon as he finished speaking.

Powell, who was looking at it with a twinkle.

He murmured quietly, recalling his conversation with the Vulcan he had earlier.

"Oh, yeah... ..I think he's getting old habits again.….”

In solving the problems ahead of you, the words that told you to believe in the power of the epilepsy and the flames you have and move forward without hesitation, in a passive manner.

It was Powell who was somewhat disappointed when it seemed that the blanks were not following his sincere teachings.

You seem to be following me well for a while, but what happened?...I can hear the twitching sound all the way up here. I've told you many times that it won't help growth in the long run, although that might solve the immediate problem.….’

Powell's expression that has become hardened before you know it.

He had never had a student in his life, but he had developed into a relationship with his teacher and pupil.

For Powell, who had always lived alone with confidence and arrogance, the Vulcan was almost the only one, so it was quite a pity that he was walking on the wrong path.

After thinking about the Vulcan for such a short time, he murmured to himself again.

"Okay, next time you take the time to fight back, you'll get a little bit of it together, right? Good!"

Powell, who has long believed that hawks are drugs.

With a light smile around his mouth, he focused again on the direction he was studying.

Having no knowledge of Powell's thoughts, Vulcan spent time writing things down in the brochure, and again entering the Nurhark-level horse-mass.

*

The head of the anti-Ma Wang Union, the Grand Duke of Demons Rashium.

He has lived in envy of all demons as the No. 2 man in the world of horseback, but he has planned a rebellion to take advantage of the absence of the king, the peak of horseback riding.

Countless demons thought that the reason for his rebellion was his endless ambition.

A powerful force that will not be lacking even if it is called the devil in other horse circles!

Being satisfied with the position of the second-in-command with its overflowing power was impossible in the nature of the devil.

However, Rashium, the founder of the anti-Mahwang alliance, did not form the anti-Mahwang alliance for that purpose.

The reason he fought the war was to free the suffering demons from King Atilhu, not for personal gain or desire for power.

They could no longer ignore their suffering, which was treated as little as a bug in front of the king.

In a way, it was Rashium who was completely out of character with the general demons, but ironically, it was able to create a strong insurgent force like now.

"If it's the Magye under the rule of the Grand Duke of Ratsium."….’

'If it were his world, it would be at least a much more habitable world than it is now!’

All men, high and low, agreed to this idea, reaching the point where he could not count the demons that had come under him.

It is no exaggeration to say that more than 95 percent of the horseback riding is in his favor.

But for the head of such a great army, he looked very ill.

A deep-seated goal and a continuous sigh on his forehead.

The scene of him wandering around the room without sitting still.

Anyone could see his anxious and nervous state of mind.

"Whoo."

Sighing again, he scratched his neck nervously and sat down in the chair.

Then he continued his lingering worries.

'What should I do?….’

Rashium, well aware of the strength of the devil.

He was also aware that the current seemingly favorable situation was never the case.

A lot of his men under his command are mostly fictitious.

In the end, all six, including themselves, were the real power.

And the odds of beating the devil with these six......it won't be 20%.’

If Al Farum, his right-hand man, had been there, the odds would have increased from 3 to 40 percent.

However, he was taken away by a mysterious attacker and went missing.

It would be far less realistic to expect him alive than to expect the devil to die suddenly.

'And I thought... ...that I only had to deal with the devil, but I never thought there was a mighty suha beneath him that alone beat Al Farum......the odds are even lower if that is taken into account. Whoo, after all, are we forced to use the lower demons as expendables...….’

A deeper bone was pitted against his forehead.

War started to create a world for more demons.

But in order to win the war, ironically, they must be used as expendables to drain the Devil's power.

Of course, that won't have a big impact on the trend, but the situation is so desperate that if you don't do so, there is no hope at all.

Rashium shut his eyes tightly.

'If only my strength had been a little stronger, and the peacocks' power to assist me......I could have brought down King Attilhu at the least cost...….’

Rashium, who was thinking of this, burst into a dejected laugh with his voice.

It was his idea, but it was such a ridiculous wind.

There are only three weeks left before the devil returns to the horse-riding world.

If you're a little bit more lucky, maybe you'll get a little longer there.

But even so, the chances of him and other top brass awakening in that short period of time were zero.

'Ha, you must have been very mentally driven. I don't know what to think.... Hmm?

He jumped out of his chair.

Then he made a serious face, as if the enemy had invaded him, and quickly.

It was because he had a feeling of unfamiliarity with his cough.

A very humble energy, like that of a small devil.

However, it was clear that he was not a normal man, given that he infiltrated deeply, in a very secret manner, by playing with the monitoring of demons who protected his residence.

Maybe you're in the same class with me...... is he the one who blitzed Al Farum!'

Rashium ran to the place where he was supposed to be, thinking all sorts of things in his head.

But he suddenly grew his presence, opened the streets at an incredible rate, and then erased it again.

An amazing feat that makes you think it's been erased from the world.

Rashium gnawed his teeth because he was so angry and ashamed of himself that he had been fooled.

However, the unidentified one has already been left clean, and there is nothing he can do.

Rashium tried to return to his home again, pressing down on his sore head with his thumb.

But soon after, he was forced to stop walking.

“……!”

Defensive tools that look even better than the best blacksmith in the world and Madosa's collaboration.

And an unidentified book lying gently on it.

Ratsium quickly approached the place and looked at each item, and finally opened the book to look at the contents.

Then I was surprised again.

"Um..."

I was so surprised that I was so worried about the battle with the devil that I had never uttered before.

Standing as if he had been nailed for so long, he soon came to his senses and quickly picked items.

Then he quickly called up five top brass.

*

"This is... ...unbelievable.”

"Who the hell would...….”

"I can't believe even the size is automatically adjusted to fit the wearer's body. It would have been hard to get this much treasure unless you robbed the tomb of the old devil...….”

They are the most powerful men in the world who will not change their face even if they have numerous gold and silver treasures.

But even though they were such, they could not pretend to be calm when they saw the defenses in front of them.

equipment superior to any of the defenses they own

How can we not be surprised to see that there are as many as six sets of items that are no different from those worn by their king, King Attilhu?

Rashium the Devil's Grand Duke, who had been looking at the five demons who spoke with excitement for such a long time, opened his mouth.

"There's one more thing. Just this."

racy to show them the brochure taken out of their bosom

Toward them, who had become suspicious faces, he added an additional explanation.

"It's a book containing the essence of how to operate and realize the magic of the flame system. I can't say that's higher than me, but......cannot be said to be low. It was totally different from my way, and it was very interesting. It'll be a great help if you dig in....not to mention your case.”

“……!”

Everyone couldn't shut up.

Who is Rashium?

He was only overshadowed by King Attilhu, which is unprecedentedly strong in history, but is not a powerful demon with enough power compared to previous kings?

I can't believe he said that.

This was a huge remark that lacked the expression of rave reviews.

But this was not the end.

A series of more surprising words after another.

"I don't know who ever delivered these to me. Probably one of those people here. Even if it's a long distance, you're the only one who can fool my attention for a moment.... you don't even know why you hid your identity. If the situation wasn't urgent, I would have wanted to call them up one by one to find out. I wonder where you got these. But that's not what matters now."

“…….”

"I would like to express my gratitude to the person who is now acting here. For the demons, even though I said I would change my current world by throwing my life away, I didn't think about sharing everything with you, but you reminded me of this stupid me. Hoo. What a shame. What a shame."

Took.

Another booklet taken out of his arms at the end of the story.

Rashium spoke again.

"It's a booklet with my King Yum."

"......no!"

"He, that means!"

"From now on until the devil returns, I will share all my things with you. Ask me if you don't know anything. I'll give you an explanation. I will also share these unidentified brochures and defenses with you."

"The Grand Duke of Ratsium...…!”

All the demons gathered here were astonished.

And more than that, I was moved.

Demons are tens or hundreds of times more greedy than ordinary low-class humans.

Therefore, it was safe to say that there is only one case in which the devil teaches his or her things to the devil, and that there is no case in which he or she delivers everything.

However, Rashium now says that he shares his strongest skills freely to his subordinates, not to his disciples, at no cost.

They could feel with their whole body the distribution and sincerity of the Grand Duke of Ratsium, and the deep-rooted hatred of the devil.

And unable to control the tumultuous mind, he continued one by one.

"I'm not good enough, but I'll share everything!"

"So do I! My four-to-one taboos...….”

"Me too..."

The Six Great Devils, which are so strongly united that even the limits of the selfish and greedy demon of the species are awakened.

They quickly became strong enough to achieve results in a short period of time with such unexpected synergies.

Fortunately, the king was also more likely to return to the horse market later than he had originally planned to come, so it was more favorable for them.

But the Devil does not leave his home forever.

"Hmm, long time no see. My beautiful world."

Exactly 50 days after Vulcan's gift was delivered.

King Atilhu of the Devil has returned to the horse world.