After Maxing out all Classes

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“What? Interfere in your internal affairs? No, no!” Robb said with a serious face.
“Interfering in internal affairs is such a low-class thing.
Who would want to do that? I’m here to improve the social atmosphere.
Let’s not fight, let’s not fight.
What are the benefits of? Whoever gives the right answer will get it from me.”

The rebel leader said, “Don’t use such a serious expression to say such unreliable things.”

“Huh? Am I unreliable?” Robb said.
“Stop talking nonsense and stop fighting.”

“I’m not stopping, damn it.” The rebel leader pointed at Robb and said, “Kill this lunatic.”

His confident army, an elite force that believed they could defeat all other nobles and seize control of the Desert Kingdom, immediately rushed towards Robb and his group in a show of force…

Next comes the time for battle!

Since many readers find the battle uninteresting and tend to skip it, the book switches to fast-forward mode.

Utterly dominating them…

Completely overwhelming them…

Battle over!

Mandra’s foot stepped on the head of the rebel leader.
The leader’s once-confident army, which believed they could unify the desert, now lay scattered and defeated.
Meanwhile, Robb didn’t even lift a finger.
With Suofa, Mandra, Elsie, and the Westwind warriors, along with some former soldiers of the Desert Kingdom who volunteered to help, they easily overturned the rebel forces.

Although they were only eight hundred in number, they were well-equipped with everything Robb had prepared for them to confront the black dragon.
Dealing with the mediocre soldiers of the Desert Kingdom was a piece of cake.

Luckily, Robb had always cherished human life and was not quick to kill.
Therefore, the Westwind warriors followed Robb’s teachings and didn’t exterminate the enemy soldiers completely when they already had the upper hand.
As a result, although these rebel soldiers were all defeated, not many of them died.

Mandra ran out of the city and excitedly shouted at Motra, “Brother, you’re back! Ah, this is great! I thought we were all done for.
Brother, you’re amazing.”

Motra sighed and said, “It’s Godfather who’s amazing.
I’m just a bystander.”

Mandra quickly approached and gave Robb a big salute.
“I’ve heard of the great name of Godfather long ago.
It’s an honor to meet you.
You are as handsome and powerful as the rumors say.”

Robb grumbled, “Damn idiot, I didn’t even participate in the battle just now.
How did you figure out that I’m powerful?”

Mandra remained silent.

Motra smiled and patted his brother’s shoulder.
“Don’t beat around the bush when talking to Godfather.
He likes honest and straightforward conversations.
If you try to deceive him, he’ll come down hard on you.”

Mandra sweated profusely.
“Oh, I see.
In that case, I’ll be honest.
Godfather looks really handsome, but I don’t know if he’s strong or not.”

Motra kicked his brother to the ground.
“Don’t you know that Godfather fought against the Black Dragon? You don’t even know if he’s strong or not? Are you brain damaged? After I was driven away by the Pharaoh, I left you, this idiot, in charge of the family.”

Mandra felt so wronged that he almost cried…

Robb couldn’t help but laugh and cry.
He turned to the fallen rebel leader and asked, “Now, how many guys like you are there?”

The rebel leader pitifully said, “Three… no, five… I know of five! We all want to be the second Mondra, so we made efforts to subjugate the nearby small oases and form a large army strong enough to take down the other nobles.”

Robb shook his head and said, “Why learn from Mondra? Sigh! Alright, I won’t waste any more words with you.
From today onwards, you will serve Motra as the new Pharaoh.
Otherwise, I’ll beat you up.”