I Became A Thief Who Steals Overpowered Skills - Chapter 35:

Krasue actually tried to steal Crimson Garden’s immortality in his past life. However, he had not done it on his own initiative. It was on Arthur’s orders.

In the end, he failed because he could not meet the only condition required by his skill to steal her immortality.

The condition was simple.

— Be stronger than Crimson Garden.

Krasue back then was nothing more than a curse container with a hard life.

Although Krasue couldn’t steal it, Arthur didn’t say a word. He dismembered Crimson Garden and threw her pieces directly into an active lava lake.

He assured that she would remain there for all eternity. Her body would melt and regenerate endlessly.

‘At the time, that bastard Arthur must have wanted me to steal immortality so he could use me as an indestructible tool to absorb curses.’

Krasue focused on the current Crimson Garden before his eyes.

It had been a while since Krasue showed his skill, but she was still frozen, unable to speak.

It was no wonder. His skill was the only way to erase her curse-like immortality.

Only after quite some time, Crimson Garden opened her mouth,

“What do you want in return?”

For the first time, her expression turned serious.

The sarcasm she had shown until now had completely disappeared. He could notice the honesty in Crimson Garden’s eyes as she looked at him intently.

She wanted to erase her immortality no matter what it took.

“Help me become extremely strong.”

Krasue immediately proposed what he had already thought of if he ran into her.

Krasue had clearly become stronger. And he will continue to get stronger in the future.

He will steal more skills, comprehend new secret arts, practice, and eventually he will be at the table of the most powerful.

But that, at best, would only allow him to be on par with geniuses.

Krasue knew well how pathetic the geniuses had been in the face of the destruction of the world.

Geniuses change the world. However, they cannot protect it.

The world needed someone more than just a genius. To become that someone, Krasue would use any means.

Krasue didn’t care if he had an erosionist in front of him, Krasue would devour everything that could be useful to him.

Crimson Garden was so powerful that it could rival Arthur simply with the erosion creatures at her disposal.

With her help, he could definitely become much stronger.

‘I’ll not perish along with this world.’

Truth be told, the world sucked for Krasue.

He was born good-for-nothing and went through all kinds of hardships. He received no recognition for his efforts and was even betrayed by his own colleagues.

There were times in his past life when he wanted to give up. But this was the world in which he lived. Without the world, he would not exist.

For that reason, he had tried to prevent the destruction of the world. Not for the sake of others, but for his own survival.

After he endured to the end in his past life, he would now try to prevent destruction once more.

That was Krasue Valheim. A tenacious good-for-nothing.

“It is a necessary condition to erase your immortality.”

Only then could he open the safe that contained Crimson Garden’s immortality.

He wasn’t sure if he really had to be stronger than her or if it was enough that she believed that. In any case, Krasue and Crimson Garden had to work together to each achieve their goal.

If Krasue became extremely strong, he would meet the condition of his skill and she would be able to be rid of her immortality.

Therefore, it was also in Crimson Garden’s best interest for Krasue to be more powerful.

“You mean it’s a condition imposed by skill?”

“Yes. If that condition is not met, I’ll not be able to take away your immortality.”

After she heard Krasue’s words, Crimson Garden examined him with her arms crossed.

‘He’s not lying.’

For the ‘regressor’ to propose such a deal, she was sure he had already thought about it beforehand.

‘He wants me to make him powerful.’

Suddenly, she let out a laugh.

‘Does this child even know what that means?’

Few would want to be her disciple.

‘Well, rather than continue to complicate the erosions of the world in search of someone I’ll never find, I’d better take the safe path.’

She had been looking for someone who could kill her.

However, Krasue suddenly appeared before her eyes.

She was determined to offer her soul to free herself from immortality. What would it matter to have a disciple?

A bright smile spread across her lips for the first time in a long time.

“Alright. If that’s the condition, I’ll train you. I’ll make you the strongest in this world.”

Once Crimson Garden agreed full of confidence, Krasue finally felt relieved.

Then he stood up and stretched out his hand,

“Then take good care of me. Crim.”

“Yes, I…”

At this moment, Crimson Garden frowned.

“Huh? What did you just call me?”

Crimson Garden had a surprised expression, but Krasue responded nonchalantly,

“Crimson Garden is a very long name.”

‘That bastard is the only one who called me Crim.’

She didn’t expect to find another person in this world to call her Crim. She sighed lightly and clenched her fist.

“Call me teacher.”

She then hit Krasue on the head like a teacher.

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