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~

eye. If a hidden feature exists in the target item, it will be

fully

[Kruger’s Pants]

Rating: Legendary (Set)

Durability: Infinite Defense: 430

Reduces damage

Agility will increase by

will

lower body skills

* Set Effect:???

made by the legendary tailor Kruger. It boasts an

Conditions of Use: None.

Weight: 350

“Heok.”

Grid sucked in

damage and 10% increase in

reduction options were divided into ‘cut,’ ‘piercing,’ ‘magic attacks,’ ‘physical damage,’ etc. But the tights simple had the option of reducing ‘damage’ by 40%. This meant that regardless of the

has infinite

Based on this and the fact that the name of the item maker

to be a

be similar

‘This is crazy.’

to heavy armor. Grid

the

control abilities. Grid made a bittersweet smile as he thought about

of the three should

up for auction, but he abandoned this idea. It was clear that all three people would desire Kruger’s pants. Competing over the price

want cracks in their

between the three people, but Grid had to keep in

choose one of the three people and sell

that, Jishuka. The silent, but always protecting his companions, Faker. The

“Shit.”

them were good. It was impossible to decide

first place, this isn’t the right

right to prioritize efficiency rather than

‘First, pass on Jishuka.’

was one reason. However, it was more because Jishuka couldn’t enjoy one of the options of the tights. All lower body skills would increase by

the two of

pondered about

‘Faker is good.’

a necessary resource that rose in proportion

his defense is too high, the accumulation of

and no special gauge. He fought on the assumption to not be