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?”

Bland, who had run across the vast

“That’s right.”

“Wow…”

was a precious child of a

that he was taken separately by 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 enough to want to

to relieve

pity for such

Bland. There were 10 baked potatoes and

there is only supposed to be one

that you are always suffering, so I

eat and

‘The people pity me.’

didn’t have many opportunities to associate with the common people. However, his time in Reidan started to change his perception little

they still take care of others. It’s too

admiring it. Bland received the handkerchief

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

could hurt the housewives’s feelings. But the housewives were fine. They thought it was cute

was pig

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

“He took so much!”

might not have enough to

“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 north wall. He sat

a

were moving carefully and slowly climbing the wall. The color of their clothes was similar to the color of the wall, making

came to Reidan wouldn’t have

“Hrmm.”

ago. Asmophel led the army away, so it seemed

have anything to do with

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

“Then why…?”

boiled potato in his mouth and stood up. The delicious potatoes, the farmers who suffered with him, and the

“I feel bad.”

More than anything else.

“…Irene.”

Reidan. He had no lingering feelings for her. She had already become the woman of another

her to

mind was made up by the time he put the third potato in

“Fire Arrow.”

Hwaruruk!

were shot at them. The momentum was completely different from a usual Fire Arrow. It was natural. He had been trained by Piaro for 16 months while doing field

No, he could now borrow the natural mana of the ground. It was

***

legendary assassin wrapped in the veil of mystery. There were many speculations that Doran and Kasim were disciples of Daluka. Then one day 10 years ago. The Eternal Kingdom were lucky enough to obtain one of

started raising the Silver Dragons group. They took 5,000 orphans from all over

course, it wasn’t easy. 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 them had mastered

since the launch of the Silver Dragons group. The Silver Dragons had a 100% success rate with their missions. Prince Ren was confident. With the power of the Silver Dragons, the Eternal Kingdom would grow until they could eventually threaten the

the silver dragon drawn on

‘What is happening?’

out in all directions from Reidan’s outer walls. They had to pass through this place to get to Reidan, but the conditions of the farmers were

‘Why are they farmers?’

of farmers scattered through the vast fields. But their movements were unusual. The way they wielded the sickle and hand plow was reminiscent of swordsmanship. In

‘What is this?’

was a breathing method that allowed them to infiltrate many places, even if it was only at the 5th stage. And

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