Max Level Newbie Chapter 17

The boss goblin’s room was filled with creepy atmosphere.

It was such a cruel sight that ordinary people would have turned their heads away.
However, for Vulcan, whom have had seen it 20 times over, it was no longer evoking anything out of him.

‘I get rid of those corpses every time because they smell bad, but they are always here when I come. Do these things also regenerate along with the monsters?’

Vulcan thought about such trivial matters as he kicked open the boss goblin room’s door.

KUANG!
KIRURUK? KIRUK!

Vulcan could see the same ones that he was growing tired of seeing for almost a week.
The boss goblin sat at the throne made of a gigantic monster’s bones, and there were five other goblins in front of him, each wielding various weapons.

[Devil Goblin Puhuturu]

*The strongest goblin that rules over the goblin dungeon. He prides himself for surpassing the goblin race.

[Goblin Royal Guard]

*Elite goblin that guards the devil goblin. Stronger and more violent than an ordinary goblin.

The goblin royal guards just stared at Vulcan for a while, looking confused about the situation, but then they started making fearsome sounds. Their muscles became tight and tense as if they were ready to charge at Vulcan at any moment.
Of course, Vulcan wasn’t going to just sit and let the goblins have the first attack.

“Fire Wall.”

KIRUK? KIRURURUK!

A wall of fire suddenly appeared and surrounded the goblins in a circle.

Even if Vulcan left things be, the goblins would have suffered substantial damages while trying to escape the flame, but Vulcan wasn’t intending to stop here.

“Fire Shower.”

A square shaped door burning red with flames appeared above the goblins and poured down rain of fire.

KIRUK KIRIK!
KUK.

[Experience points increased.]

The sounds of experience points rising were like music to Vulcan’s ears.
However, the battle was not over yet.

KUHURRRNG!

With an incredible roar, loud enough to shake the flames of the Fire Wall, the devil goblin Puhuturu revealed himself from the flames.

Puhuturu looked completely different, about as different as night and day, from just a moment ago when he was leisurely sitting in his throne.

The way Puhuturu looked right now clearly explained why he was called the devil goblin.

This was no surprise considering all the monsters that Vulcan encountered in Asgard up to this point.
However, Vulcan knew what would happen if he allowed more time for Puhuturu.

‘No matter how I think about it, this is just too much.’

Vulcan thought about how it went when he hunted the devil goblin for the first time.

Puhuturu completely neglected defense and focused on energy blade technique, and then the unimaginable happened.
Even Vulcan, who thought he saw and experienced everything, was caught off guard by its destructive power.

‘He compressed the energy blade once more……’

It was a highly concentrated energy blade that was produced by the compression of a high concentration energy blade once more. Vulcan never thought a mere goblin would be capable of such an incredible technique.
‘This is really a crazy world.’

Of course, Vulcan was not going to just sit and watch Puhuturu complete the technique, regardless of how amusing it was to watch. It appeared that Puhuturu did not perfect the technique yet to the level of it being combat ready, and he was taking a very long time.
Vulcan readied his new 150 level blade and swiftly charged toward Puhuturu. The distance between the two narrowed, and Vulcan could see Puhuturu’s eyes begging for more time.

“Thunder God’s Strike.”

[Experience points increased.]
[Level Up!]

This was the 20th time Vulcan sliced the devil goblin in half.

Vulcan yawned and stretched as he exited the dungeon, but his relaxed attitude turned sore when he ran in to the faces he was sick of seeing for past five days at the dungeon entrance.
Of them all, the one Vulcan was most sick of seeing was approaching him with a shabby smile.

“Haha, you are getting faster and faster at making rounds through the dungeon!”

“That’s what I’m saying. I can’t even imagine how amazing your skills must be.”

‘This is not because of some special skills. I achieved high masteries by working my ass off.’

Vulcan sighed inside and looked at the people who were busy praising him.

Vulcan opened the inventory and took out all of the items from today’s hunting.

URURURU.

Blades, axes, armors and etc., all sorts of equipments poured down to the ground.

“I roughly sorted all of the ones that I do not need, so please take them. Also, please stop with embarrassing compliments.”

“Thanks! I will return this favor when I make it big later!”

“Of course! Although we are low on levels, we know a lot!”

‘Yeah, that’s surely something to boast about.’

Vulcan made a bitter smile as he watched the seven players.

They have been waiting at the dungeon entrance and staring at Vulcan with expectations since.

Anderson and the bunch started approaching Vulcan when he came out of the dungeon.

Vulcan started to feel suspicious of them because they were acting like managers caring for their talent, but Vulcan didn’t refuse them, so similar situation repeated for two days.
After being subjected to constant compliments and care from them, Vulcan roughly figured out their motives and what they want.

“Misters, are you all… by chance… expecting me to help you with power leveling?”

The bunch avoided their eyes from Vulcan and twisted their bodies.
Their pretentious and age inappropriate behavior was making Vulcan want to throw up.

“I am not going to do that for you.”

Vulcan said in a coldly.

Vulcan made no exception to these middle-aged men doing soaked-in-rain puppy look.

Vulcan returned to the goblin dungeon without any rest, and Anderson and the bunch were left on the field.

They took care of Vulcan for three days without any reward.

Vulcan wished they pick a fight with him by saying things like ‘Now that you are at a high level, shouldn’t you be generous to low levels?’ or ‘We should cooperate! It’s not right to do well by yourself, don’t you think?’ but they never complained.
In fact, they were at a point where their faces merely said ‘We expect absolutely nothing in return from you,’ and there was not even a hint of disappointment in their expressions. Such were all erased long ago.

‘If they have time for this, why don’t they spend their effort on raising their masteries?’

Vulcan could not stand them anymore, so he made a proposal.

“I do not have time, and I don’t have responsibility to take care of you all either. Still, I can at least hand over items that are of no use for me.”

Anderson and the bunch jumped in all excited when Vulcan brought out the items he collected from hunting.

“But,”

“I will give them as reward for giving me information about Asgard that I do not know about yet. If you try to take the items without giving me anything……”

Electrical sparks surrounded Vulcan’s body.

“You will have to fight me.”

Sounds of people gulping could be heard.

Since that time, a strange symbiotic relationship between Vulcan and the Anderson bunch was formed.

They were not able to level up because they didn’t have enough people in the party. Because they have been wasting time away while not being able to do anything, helping Vulcan in exchange for items was like a highly profitable side job for them.

Now the Anderson bunch were capable of hunting by themselves nearby the dungeon entrance, but they postponed hunting for the sake of Vulcan’s expedient level up.

Also, Vulcan had nothing to complain about the arrangement.

Also, Vulcan was gaining pretty good information from giving away junk items, so he was starting to think that he made the right call to employ the Anderson bunch instead of tossing them aside.

“Ah, so Murim or Powel are like that.”

“I never thought about that. I figured they were here to become transcendent beings but the truth is that they too were just dragged here……”

Vulcan got to hear the most common reason for people from Murim and Powel coming to Asgard.
They are martial artists with the goal of becoming transcendent being, yet they ended up in Asgard instead of World of Gods.

“Well, transcendent beings are like becoming a demi-god. I heard that once they clear the Act 1, they could wish to go to World of Gods.”

“You can look at it from that perspective…… sigh.”

Anderson sighed and continued.

“As for me, I’m not interested in becoming a transcendent being or returning home. I just want to go back to the world I was in before Asgard……”

“Me too…… Ah, I wonder what my concubines are doing right now……”
“I should have never went to beat the final quest…… If I have known that I would end up here, I wouldn’t have beaten it……”

Vulcan looked at the Anderson bunch while telling them they are fools with his face.

When they were like that in their original world, they suddenly got transported to new dimensions, received the power of SYSTEM, and lived in life of luxury until coming to Asgard. Even Vulcan could understand how they felt.
Vulcan woke up the Anderson bunch from falling into nostalgia.

“Now, please indulge in nostalgia when I am not around. Do you have any more useful info?”
“Useful info……”

Anderson sat and thought about it for a while, beating his head with his hand once in a while.

“No. What is that?”

Realizing that Vulcan is completely unfamiliar with the subject, Anderson continued his explanation.

“You really don’t know about it. You said you trained under Filder right?”

“That geezer work people to death but didn’t tell you something this important.”

‘But you guys are like this because you did not bother with his training……’

Also, Filder gave Vulcan various information. It was just that most of them were about Act 2, which was a problem.

After a brief pause, Anderson continued, but with caution.

“Player alliance is…… a group formed by a son of a bitch.”

Chapter end

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