Overgeared

“U... Ugh..."

She was attacked twice in the same place? It was also from a farmer!

“You, what is your identity?”

White had always prided herself on being the strongest player, so the farmer in front of her was a traumatic existence. It was too much to accept this from an ordinary farmer. But Piaro didn’t consider himself an ordinary farmer.

“I am a great farmer who serves Duke Grid.”

"Great...! Farmer!”

“That’s right.”

“Right... Eh? What? It just means a farmer in the end!”

“Is that so?”

‘This is nonsense! Is he crazy?’

Somehow, she felt like she shouldn’t face him. White stepped back from Piaro and suddenly recalled something while trying to get help from her colleagues.

‘The Seven Guilds invaded Reidan and were repelled by farmers.’

It was brief news. It was too absurd and White wasn’t interested in the Seven Guilds in the first place.

‘Thus, I couldn’t remember...’

Were the Seven Guilds really defeated by a farmer? Was the farmer in front of her a real farmer?

‘A farmer can be so strong?’

It was possible. Then there was a problem.

‘Are all of Reidan’s farmers this strong?’

Reidan. The territory that Grid controlled. If even a farmer was this strong, how much stronger were the soldiers?

‘It doesn’t make sense!’

At the time when White’s confusion was growing, Piaro invited her again.

“Plants seeds in the ground with me. You have enough talent. It will help you lose weight.”

White’s eyes widened.

“You should be glad to hear that you have a talent in farming!”

Then!

“I’ll kill you! Kill! Kill! Why are you calling a perfectly fine person a pig? Hey, Mister! Would you call me a pig if I was a man? You, right now, this is sexual harassment caused by gender discrimination! I’ll kill you!”

“Huh? I have never said you were a pig?”

Piaro made a puzzled expression. Sexual harassment caused by sexual discrimination? What did that mean? Piaro couldn’t understand what White was talking about.

White called out to her colleagues, “What are you doing? First of all, join me in killing this crazy old man... Heok?”

White was amazed as she belatedly looked around. This was because the large group of 1,000 people were being slaughtered by less than 20 enemies. In particular, the knights summoned by Grid were very active.

“Go if you can pass me! Puhahat!”

“Shit.”

too hard! How can we

tied

“Kuhahahahat!”

"Aaaagh!"

“Kuak!"

Toon attacked, five or six of them

"...”

“Heok...”

“Ugh...”

a sound, someone died without knowing why.

“Spark Sword.”

“Kyak!”

“Keook!”

and the head of an ally fell off. He was like a knight-level NPC, but

soldier is

his ears when he was called a

"Eeit!”

Carnival. There were two overwhelming NPCs. A numerical advantage was nothing against these monsters. White determined this and flew towards Grid. She planned to take the enemy’s leader as a hostage and

"Rising Body Fat!”

your body has temporarily increased by

and can fly to any target within 10

Puk!

“Huh?”

the back with a hand plow. It was because there was a hard sound instead of something behind hit. It was a subtle difference, but

“Gridddd!”

angry boar towards Grid who killed her sister. She used the

‘Physical attacks bounce off?’

looked at Piaro who

Use

Piing.

Piiing! Pipipipiping!

Grid and continuously fired white flashes. Thanks to the Ring of Absurdity, it was possible to use Magic Missile more easily

‘Magic Missile?’

a threat to White. White made

Peng!

Pepepepeng!

"Uck...!"

every time she was

‘It hurts?’

of Magic Missile (Enhanced) attached to the God Hands using the Water Clan King’s Tears reflected Grid’s intelligence! In addition, Magic Missile was

Grid’s intelligence as damage. Taking into account the 40 intelligence elixirs he took in the

have suffered

have suffered

have suffered

suffered 2,576

“Waaaaah!”

massive body couldn’t reach Grid. Grid was already wearing Braham’s Boots and used Fly. The moment

Magic Missile. Magic

Pepeng!

Pepepepeok!

unleashed a magical bombardment. He made a

in physical

Grid to feel afraid. However, White easily won against him and she survived three attacks from

it’s a magical

Pepeng!

Pepepepeok!

“Kuaaaaak!”

emotionless face and fired five Magic Missiles every second. It was comparable to the existing magician rankers. It was an overwhelming force that blacksmiths shouldn’t be

If you’re a man, come down and