Flashy Adventurer System : Show Off to Get Stronger! - Chapter 333

Chapter 333: Bandit Boss
“B-Boss Conn-Thor!”

“WHAT?! DIDN’T I TELL YOU NOT TO ENTER MY ROOM UNLESS I ALLOW YOU TO?! DON’T YOU SEE I’M IN THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING?!”

Inside an unexpectedly wide stone room adorned with simple furniture and a weird apparatus resembling a ridiculously huge scientific condenser located in the far left corner of the room, Conn-Thor raged.

He was in the middle of performing a ritual to absorb the young girl’s pure soul, hence, when Arven suddenly entered, his focus was disrupted, causing the ritual to fail.

Now, he needed to do everything all over again which would waste another half a day of his time.

Arven wasn’t stupid.

He immediately realized what his boss was doing, sending chills down his spine.

Soul Arts!

However, Arven didn’t dare show a shocked expression as Conn-Thor might consume his soul should he do so.

Feigning ignorance, Arven raised his hands and pointed his finger at the room’s entrance.

“B-Boss! Intruder! Everyone, including my little brother, had already been taken out! I plead for the boss to take the enemy out!”

Initially, Arven wasn’t sure if Conn-Thor could defeat the intruder as even his younger brother was simply slapped to oblivion.

However, upon seeing that his boss was dabbling in soul arts—possibly consuming the little girl’s soul upon his arrival, his shaken confidence returned.

Hopefully, his boss could defeat the intruder.

“Hmm? And who from which idiotic squad messed up?! Huh?!”

“N-No one knows sir, as everything happened too fast. The intruder is an unusually strong young man, possibly a talented rookie adventurer…”

“AND YOU GUYS LOST TO A YOUNG MAN?! F*CKING PATHETIC! WHERE’S THE BASTARD?! LET’S GET THIS SH*T OVER WITH!”

Arven didn’t dare talk back, quickly turning around to lead Conn-Thor to where Shye was.

However, immediately after walking out of the entrance…

*PAH!*

The crisp sound of a solid slap reverberated across the lair, sending Arven hurtling through the air—the whites of his eyes showing.

Conn-Thor’s eyes momentarily widened upon witnessing his second-in-command shoot through the air.

Arven was weaker than him, but he was by no means weak.

Hence, Conn-Thor immediately became wary of Shye’s strength.

One could say that Shye sneak attacked Arven and that’s why he was able to send him flying across the hallway with a single slap.

Well, Conn-Thor was capable of such a thing too should he and Shye swap places.

However, that’s exactly why he raised his vigilance.

This darned intruder was at least close to him in terms of strength, meaning that there was a fair chance he would lose.

Conn-Thor disliked fair fights, however, it didn’t mean that he was scared of one.

Promptly after regathering his wits, the bandit boss drew his sword out—two…swords.

This time, it was Shye who was surprised.

This was his first time fighting a dual-wielder like himself.

Although Conn-Thor’s swords were smaller—both being katanas—Shye didn’t dare underestimate the sinister old dog, narrowing his eyes into slits as he quickly scanned his eyes over the room.

Realizing that the old dog had nowhere to run, Shye smiled.

‘Appraisal.’

[Name]: Conn-Thor McGregory

[Level]: 81

[Occupation]: Bandit (Boss)

[Class]: Warrior

[Skills]: [Power Slash Lv.5] [Dash Lv.5][Rush Stab Lv.5] [Tiger Cut Lv.5] [Enhance Agility Lv.4] [Enhance Strength Lv.4] [Enhance Dexterity Lv.4][Lethal Edge Lv.3(Uncommon)][(Soul)Devour Soul Lv.3(Rare)(Forbidden)][(Soul)Soul Rage Lv.3(Rare)(Forbidden)][(Soul)Oversoul Lv.3(Rare)(Forbidden)] [Dual Wielding Lv.3 (Rare)]

[Strength: 160(???)]

[Intelligence: 45]

[Agility: 147(???)]

[Dexterity: 149(???)]

[Stamina: 120(???)]

[Vitality: 130(???)]:

[Wisdom: 65]

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Seeing Conn-Thor’s attributes, which were way lower than his, especially once he equipped his greatswords, Shye couldn’t help but sneer at Conn-Thor in disdain.

However, as his eyes scanned over the bandit boss’ skills, Shye couldn’t help but narrow his eyes in apprehension.

‘Soul-type skills? Is this guy a soul arts practitioner? Then those young girls…’

Shivering at the thought of the young girls’ fate, Shye stared daggers at the sinister old dog.

The bandit group has been around for quite some time, and he couldn’t help but feel bad for those little girls who fell victim to this evil bastard.

He couldn’t even wish them “May your souls rest in peace”.

Now, he finally realized the grave repercussions of dabbling with an individual’s soul, understanding why it was forbidden by the World Adventurer Association.

‘Scourges like this guy shouldn’t be allowed to live…’ Shye inwardly vowed in rage as he drew both of his greatswords, surprising Conn-Thor right back.

“Oh? You’re also a dual wielder? This should be fun…” The sinister old dog said as he started pacing back and forth with a menacing smile, his confidence soaring through the roof as he thought of his “illegal” trump cards. “Come on then, youngster. I’m right here. Let’s fight! Hahahaha!”

Naturally, Shye wasn’t someone who would be intimidated by mere “crazy” antics as he had already seen his fair share of combat lunatics, namely: Siegfried and Maia.

This crafty old dog was weaker than him so what was there to fear?

“Fine then, let’s see how long you can bark around, you forbidden old dog!”

Winds violently parted as Shye charged straight toward the old dog, attacking with the most basic [Power Slash Lv.5]-empowered diagonal slash.

As warriors, it was customary to see who was stronger in terms of raw strength, hence, even though Shye was using greatswords, Conn-Thor didn’t Shye away counter-attacked with a [Power Slash Lv.5]-empowered diagonal slash of his own.

*CLANG!*

When their swords clashed, the bandit boss was taken aback to find that his strength paled compared to Shye’s.

In just one clash, his arms bent at an alarming angle, causing Conn-Thor to vomit blood as he hurtled through the air like a broken kite.

“AAARGGH!!”

‘How?! How is this bastard so strong!? I’ve been consuming young girls’ souls for about two years now!” the bandit boss inwardly raged, and the alarm bells inside his head rang vigorously.

His heart and mind told him that he wouldn’t last long against this young invader if he still held back.