Landria: The King of the Criminals
Chapters 2. The Phanouel Valley Bandits

"See. Someone came here." Paniell saw a well-tattooed man coming from the opposite direction out from behind a cliff bend.

"Isn't that from the Dragon tribe? When viewed from the array on his body." Lamuell.

"He is one of the chief princes." Funuell prepared his ice sword. "Since when has the Dragon tribe become a scavenger."

"If seen from the Array on his forehead means he has been devoted to someone." Paniell who knew the ins and outs of the Dragon Tribe already knew the habits of the Dragon Tribe who liked to serve the strongest, especially those who thirsted for battle.

"Greetings to the Paniell Elders, I Arbakir salute." The Array-tattooed man jutted out a salute.

"Since when can the Dragon Tribe be so respectful." Ketus Funuell who is ready to wear his sword. But was arrested by his father.

"Sorry Miss Funuell, I am only commanded by my Master to be respectful to those who come to this place.

"We'll pass by this place. I want to see who dares to stand in the way of this public road." Lamuell also raised his voice. "Even the Binoang Bandits didn't dare to hold us back."

"Before harming yourself should be considered carefully. I was only assigned by my Master to convey 3 ways through this place." Arbakir remained in a contrived manner of respect. However, Arbakir of the dragon tribe was used to speaking as he was, rudely, without any ethics of respect. They are also known as the bar-bar tribe. But because Ragil's orders must respect the opponent then inevitably do it even though it looks a little strange

"Let's just say, what message you brought "Paniell also responded with respect. After all this Old Man was already experienced in the Landria world. If Binoang who is a top-level Witch is conquered then the person called Ragil is certainly in the level of God or God. "Is your Master Ragil?."

"really. As for the Message from Mr. Ragil there are only 3 ways to get through this place. The first is to pay 5 pieces per person. Second, fight a life bet that will certainly hurt both sides..."

"You think we're afraid to fight. Even you can kill me in this place." The hot-blooded Lamuell cut off Arbakir's speech and was ready to pound.

Again, his father prevented. "Take it easy on yourself Lamuell. This Dragon tribe person before you is already a Late Intermediate level like your brother. "

"Didn't you say that levels don't determine winners. A level is simply a capacity to hold magic energy or mana. But who has the greatest damage determines." Lamuell defending himself .

"What Lamuell's sister said was right, Dad." Brother supports. "Daddy also said, It is better to have a small Level but have a large destructive power than to have a large level but small destruction power. Like Dad who is still God-level but can compensate even I believe that Father can defeat Old Man Yakove even though he is at the level of Almighty God."

This time Paniell was silent on the words of his children. Broadly speaking, the words Lamuell and Funuell have a point. What is called a Magic level or a person's Level is Only the capacity of each person's magic energy capacity. Great magic is magic that has great damage or destruction.

There are people who have a small amount of mana but have a powerful magic can destroy the hill in just one attack, it would be better than having a large mana but to destroy a hill would have to be many times an attack.

"All right, Dad doesn't argue. But now let father speak to this Dragon tribe person. " Reply his father. "Alright Arbakir, say the third thing."

"The third is one on one. If he wins, his entire entourage can pass and get a prize of 500 gold pieces from Mr. Ragil. But if it loses then it must hand over 500 pieces of gold and be held for three days."

"Haha,.... Clearly your master has a high sense of confidence. Is it true that if you lose, you'll give me 500?" The doctor looked excited.

"It must have been paid. If you want to raise the bet, then my lord will accept." Reply Arbakir.

"good. Let's see your master's ability." Paniell seemed to feel above the wind.

"Please Mr ...." Arbakir allowed Paniell to walk forward.

They all walked down the street flanked by two cliff walls. Until they finally passed the corner.

Behind the corner there is a view that makes the eyes reluctant to blink. How not. Some bodies are lifeless. The bodies were mostly bare-chested and wearing animal skins wrapped around his waist. Not only human corpses but also the corpses of the Wolf beasts that were used as mounts.

Some of the people who were sprawled died from the rubble of large stones that hit their heads. And some others died because their necks were slashed with sharp objects.

It even seemed that someone seemed like the leader of the army was dead with his head broken as a result of the Military's pistol weapon.

"This is the corpse of the Southern army of the Haduz kingdom." Bak a Guide Arbakir leads a Tour, explaining to Paniell with his son.

"This is the special forces of the Haduz kingdom. What's the matter until the Haduz kingdom comes here." Lamuell who also knew quite a bit about the Southern Kingdom felt that there was an awkwardness. The Southern Kingdom is known as a kingdom that does not interfere in the affairs of other kingdoms.

"It's weird. They died from the fall of the rock from above. They were all great magicians of cuisine unable to escape such a stone attack." Funuell also chimed in.

Paniell was a little piqued at the bodies. What his two children said was true. The appearance of the Haduz Kingdom troops in this place alone already felt strange. Since when the troops of this Southern kingdom came out to attack other nations. They usually never interfere with other kingdoms.

"Dad. Look at it above." Lamuell pointed up the hill. "Isn't that Binoang and his army "

On top of the hill there are some people lined up on the edge of the cliff. They were all preparing to drop large stones. Of course anyone without expertise would easily be killed by the stones.

Binoang who used to be the head of the bandits. But it seems that he is no longer the one leading. It seems that now Binoang and his army are only accomplices of a man named Ragil.

Binoang from the top of the hill still pays homage to Paniell. However, Binoang was defeated by Paniell and not killed. So Binoang still put a sense of reluctance to the Experts of these drugs.

Paniell also paid the tribute.

"They were the previous rulers of the Phanouel Valley. Before being conquered by my Master." Arbakir.

"Is your Master of the same level as God or God? Why didn't I hear Ragil's name." Funuell asked with curiosity.

"My master's capacity is only at the level of the Basic level."

"What's? Did I not hear wrong?" Lamuell was in disbelief. "And the Intermediate-ranked Dragon Tribe served someone who was still at the elementary level?".

"Even a basic-level magician can bring Binoang to his knees. It's hard to believe." Funuell was also doubtful.

"I have never regretted serving Mr. Ragil." Arbakir proud.

"Don't you say yourself that the levels don't affect the victory." His father replied to his two children.

"But Dad, the level difference is very far. Is that possible." Lamuell.

"Yahhh... " Funuell stopped his steps. He looked shocked to see what was before him, about fifty meters away before him. "See there. Father."

There was a table and a chair that was occupied by a young man who was eating the thighs of a wild beast. Behind the young man was a hooded woman covering her face like a fighter.

The sight did not make the girl dimpled Pipit was surprised. But what surprised him was the four figures kneeling beside the table. They are all people who know them all.

"What did the four disciples of Yakove do? Why are they on their knees." Asked Paniell calmly.

"They were being impudent and were about to mess up in this place." Reply Arbakir.

"They are not easy people to beat and not people who can kneel to just anyone. Yakove's oldest disciple was already at the Top rank. " Paniell began to feel something was wrong. Who is this mystery-filled Ragil.

"They were not defeated by my Master but by Binoang's subordinates and myself." Arbakir.

"What level is that woman." Paniell tried to channel her magic power into her eyes to see the magic aura belonging to the person behind Ragil.

Additional Captions

Magic Capacity.

Every Witch has the capacity. The level of a person is seen from the magnitude of his capacity. Capacity is the capacity of mana or one's magic energy.

Pure Energy :

The energy used to create magic but not yet in use or still in one's body is called Pure energy. This Pure Energy can be used to increase one's strength or heal one by channeling its energy through the hands to the body of the person in need.

Where :

Just like magic energy, it is only usually used as a unit of the amount of magic used.

suppose.: To use the Ice Boxing Style requires 50 mana. Or Lamuell's capacity of 1000 mana.

Crushing Power or Damage:

The magic one creates has a different destructive power.

Suppose. : Lamuell used ice-boxing magic using 50 mana can destroy a stone the size of two humans whereas Funuell used Ice Sword Puncture Magic with the same amount of mana but can destroy a Stone the size of three humans. Funuell's magic-destroyed power is greater than Lamuell's though with equally great mana.

Still remember the style of Ragil called Absolute Critical with 4X greater damage power and was greatly feared by King Hammard of the Kingdom of Argag.