Overgeared

"May the sea god protect you.”

Maxong sent off Grid and the Overgeared members as they left the palace. The princes and hundreds of soldiers followed him. Their king had been in danger, and they felt a commitment to protect the king. Grid was dumbfounded. Who was Maxong? A person who turned away as the kingdom was invaded and the people died. He didn’t have any qualifications to be king. He deserved blame. Yet the princes and soldiers were loyal to him until the end.

‘He might’ve turned a blind eye to the people, but he is king. They’re showing absolute loyalty to Maxong just because he is king?’

Grid felt it was pitiful. The water clan were passive and foolish. He realized the reason why Siren didn’t develop.

“But it’s good from the position of a ruler.” Lauel whispered to him. It was like the voice of the devil. "The more loyal and stupid the people are, the more beneficial it is to the king. It’s really lucky that we obtained Siren.”

"...”

It was too calculating. Some people might blame Lauel. But not Grid. Grid wasn’t a saint, he was an ordinary person. Like most people, he was greedy. However, there was a small glimpse of cleverness in him.

“But isn’t it true that the smarter the people are, the stronger the kingdom becomes? Looking at it in the long run, a wealthy kingdom will fill up the king’s stomach more.”

Of course, it would be very difficult and tiring to rule over smart people. However, it was natural. In the first place, was politics so easy?

“Haha!” Lauel started laughing. It wasn’t a ridiculing laugh. “That’s correct. In fact, I think the same as you.”

Lauel liked Grid more and more. Grid wasn’t a fool who would be blinded by the greed in front of him, and there were endless depths to him that hadn’t been revealed.

‘It seems like just a few days ago when his head was the same as his back...’

Grid seemed to have evolved into an adult one morning. Grid’s growth was fast and dazzling.

‘Yes, let’s completely forget about Kraugel.’

The Overgeared Guild could be the best even without Kraugel. Lauel was busy looking at Grid with joyful emotions.

“My Lord.” Piaro approached and bowed to Grid. “My body might be far away from My Lord, but don’t forget that my heart is always with you. Please call me whenever you need me. I will run over right away, no matter when or where I am.”

"Understood. Please look after Siren.”

“Yes, and this...”

Piaro pulled something out and handed it to Grid. It was black tights. Stocking-like pants that stretched from the waist to the ankle. In Satisfy, they were usually equipment worn by assassins, martial artists, and archers.

“This?”

"It’s loot that I picked up after killing White.”

“White...!”

To borrow a phrase from Lauel, she was a sun-grade person. He heard she was equivalent to Kraugel, and she really was very strong. If Piaro hadn’t quickly used a skill to kill her, long-term damage would’ve been caused. How special was the item that she dropped?

Dugun dugun!

Grid was expectant as he confirmed the item’s information.

‘Legendary Blacksmith’s Appraisal.’

Ttiring~

legend can appraise items with an excellent discerning eye. If a hidden feature exists in the target item,

fully

[Kruger’s Pants]

Rating: Legendary (Set)

Durability: Infinite Defense: 430

damage

Agility will increase

will increase

All lower body skills will

* Set Effect:???

Kruger. It boasts

Conditions of Use: None.

Weight: 350

“Heok.”

were crazy. Grid sucked in

in damage and 10% increase

attacks,’ ‘physical damage,’ etc. But the tights simple had the option of reducing ‘damage’ by 40%. This meant that regardless of the type of attack, all

even has

grasp the material. Based on this and the fact that

to be a fabric created by the legendary

must be similar

‘This is crazy.’

heavy armor. Grid had a battle style that emphasized his

the limits are

control abilities. Grid

of the three should

but he abandoned this idea. It was clear that all three people would desire Kruger’s pants.

don’t want cracks in their relationship

the friendship between the three people, but Grid had to keep in

choose one of the three people and sell it

Jishuka. The silent, but always protecting his companions, Faker. The good-hearted friend who gave Grid unlimited confidence from the first day they met,

“Shit.”

three of them were good. It was impossible to decide based on

the first place, this isn’t the

to prioritize efficiency rather

‘First, pass on Jishuka.’

because Jishuka couldn’t enjoy one of the options of the tights. All lower body skills would increase by

the two of

about it before

‘Faker is good.’

Spirit. It was a necessary resource that rose in proportion to the amount of damage

defense is too high, the accumulation of the

hand, the assassin Faker had many lower body skills and no special gauge. He fought on the assumption to not be