Overgeared

Chapter 342

Puk!

‘Now!’

Puk puk!

‘It will be soon!’

A young man was digging at the ground. He was a beautiful young man. His beauty and grace didn’t fade, despite having sunburned skin and dirt stains.

‘Not long now!’

Puk puk! Puk!

The young man with the shy expression. He was digging at the ground with a hand plow when he heard the cry he had been waiting for.

“It’s time for a snack!”

“…!”

The pupils of the young man greatly expanded. He jumped up and quickly used magic.

“Haste!”

Haste. It was a spell that raised the target’s speed from 1.2 to 2.5 times. It wasn’t easy to learn, but it was a useful magic that could be used extensively. Even if a person learned it, their performance would differ according to the capacity of the caster.

A magician who could double their speed with Haste? There were no more than 100 of them on the continent. However!

Swaeeek!

The squatting young man showed off a phenomenal performance. His speed was doubled and no one could catch up with him.

“That lousy person…!”

“He’s trying to take all the potatoes today!”

The farmers were indignant. The young man who used Haste was Bland. He didn’t hesitate to commit a foul by using magic to gain more potatoes.

“Did you forget that Piaro said we should divide it among ourselves?”

“I will tell Piaro!”

The farmers saw that he was about to leave and used a childish attack. Bland hesitated for a moment.

‘I have to eat!’

Earl. Bland who had a rich life as the son of Earl Ashur, one of the 10 great magicians on the continent! For him, potatoes were just food that pigs were forced to eat. He had never eaten potatoes, and only consumed the finest ingredients, which were more nutritious and tastier than potatoes.

However, that changed after being held hostage in Reidan. Bland ate only potatoes to survive. Then he became thrilled. He was surprised by the gorgeous taste and the instant feeling of fullness.

In particular, the Rainbow Potato was a delicacy. He could get seven different types of tastes from one potato. A potato that he could only eat after being captured and suffering from a desperate situation. To Bland, it was more sacred than any blessing from a god. He was able to shake off all types of troubles and anxieties thanks to it.

There was plenty of food in the developed Reidan, but the potatoes were still the best for Bland.

***

“You want one today?”

run across the vast fields.

“That’s right.”

“Wow…”

was pitiful. The beautiful young man in front of them. The housewives heard he was a precious child of a prestigious family. What wrong

Piaro to be beaten in all types of ways. It was clear that this young man must be experiencing a terrible life. It was painful

to relieve

for such a good looking

snack to Bland. There were

supposed to be one potato

suffering, so

and

‘The people pity me.’

a unique bloodline and had been on the best elite course in the kingdom. He didn’t have many opportunities to associate with the common people. However, his time in Reidan

but they still take care

admiring it. Bland received the handkerchief containing potatoes

to worry about me. My bloodline means my physical strength isn’t weak, so I won’t get sick. There’s no

housewives were fine. They thought it was cute that the

thought it was pig food,

handkerchief close to his chest. Contrary to what he said, he clearly cherished the potatoes. He left the place. At

“He took so much!”

might not

“Damn that man!”

‘Noisy.’

so excited that they had to run around and yell? It truly was shameful. Bland clicked his tongue and moved to a secluded place. It was near the

a bunch of

They were moving carefully and slowly climbing the wall. The color

came to Reidan wouldn’t have been able

“Hrmm.”

ago. Asmophel led the army away, so

have anything to

assassins climbing the wall were successful in infiltrating Reidan. He wouldn’t care even if they slaughtered people and set Reidan on fire. In fact, looking at it from his position, he should be

“Then why…?”

Bland placed a boiled potato in his mouth and stood up. The delicious potatoes, the farmers who suffered with him, and the housewives who cooked

“I feel bad.”

More than anything else.

“…Irene.”

He had no lingering feelings

her

the time he put the

“Fire Arrow.”

Hwaruruk!

from a usual Fire Arrow. It was natural. He had been trained

farmed… No, he could now borrow the natural mana of the ground. It was similar to the Natural

***

There were many speculations that Doran and Kasim were disciples of Daluka. Then one

raising the Silver Dragons group. They took 5,000 orphans from all over the kingdom and trained them as assassins, giving

Of the 5,000 children who endured the training and survived, only 40 were trained in Daluka’s technique. Of these 40 people, not one of

had a 100% success rate with their missions. Prince Ren was confident. With the power of the Silver Dragons, the

drawn on the

‘What is happening?’

Silver Dragons were baffled. Agricultural fields spread out in all directions from Reidan’s outer walls. They had to pass through this

‘Why are they farmers?’

wielded the sickle and hand plow was reminiscent of swordsmanship. In particular, a few farmers were strong enough to make the Silver Dragon members sensitive towards them. They seemed like influential people who would represent a

‘What is this?’

Silver Dragons had learned Daluka’s Absence of Worldly Desires technique. It was a breathing method that allowed them to infiltrate many places, even if it was only at the 5th stage. And the 20 people

couldn’t help making their hearts