Overgeared

Chapter 505

“Private?”

Nautilus was stunned and asked again.

“You’re a soldier in the army?”

A soldier who called himself Ars. His eyes were the only thing that could be seen through the deep helmet and he shook his head.

“No.”

‘That’s right. I heard wrong...’

“I’m a private, not a soldier.” (TL: Unsure of this. It seems to be some type of word game in Korean)

“You crazy guy! Making puns!”

It didn’t matter what he called himself. The fact that he said he was a soldier was the problem. A soldier was strong enough to block the sword of the 9th ranked Red Knight? It was something that had never happened in the 41 years he lived.

“You’re deceiving me! I know that you are the one who stopped my sword twice before! Reveal your true identity! That is only polite!”

Nautilus threw a dagger as he shouted. It was the poisoned dagger that made Lauel paralyzed for a while. Private Ars drew a circle with his spear and blocked it. No, Asmophel clicked his tongue.

"You’re talking about politeness? How shameless.”

Asmophel’s discerning eyes could tell that this robed man was a knight. He was a knight that learned the swordsmanship of the Saharan Empire. In the old days, it was inconceivable that a Red Knight would use hidden throwing weapons. This was inconsistent with an honorable act.

‘The Red Knights have become corrupt.’

Asmophel smiled bitterly and mourned.

‘Indeed, the Red Knights are different than before.’

All the chivalrous knights had been framed by Empress Marie and were dead or scattered. The Red Knights of the present day only had the same name. Otherwise, it was a completely new organization with different tendencies.

‘Marie...’

The damn woman who killed all their families and friends!

‘On the day that Grid devours the Saharan Empire, I will surely take everything back... Heok.’

Asmophel shook his head as he fell into his thoughts.

‘Right now, I’m Private Ars.’

A private didn’t need to think about the empire’s empress. Most ordinary soldiers in the world didn’t even know the face or name of the empress! Asmophel took a deep breath and stuck to his current role as Nautilus flew towards him.

"Daring to think in front of me!”

Syuok!

Syuok!

Nautilus’ sword aimed for two points. The ends of the Y blade were only aimed for weak spots like the heart, throat, and eyes. The grains of sand that rose up were split in half every time.

‘Great skills.’

Regas, Pon, and Faker felt admiration. The level of the robed NPC was estimated to be at least 400. The strength of a fourth advancement class was overwhelming for the Overgeared members, who were still only in the third advancement. But the Overgeared members were shocked by the soldier, not the robed man.

‘Why is a soldier so strong?’

the robed man? Regas,

stand there blankly? Go help the guild members destroy

“Y-Yes...”

threatening presence on the battlefield, the robed man, was being kept in check by a soldier. Thus, they

who is

“Ars.”

"So who is Ars?”

“I don’t know.”

pick up another

any case, Grid

On the other hand, the battle between Nautilus and Asmophel was

Chaeeeeeng!

sword moved at a fast pace while Asmophel focused on defending with his spear that had a wide range. The two people looked even. This was

is someone

"Private Ars of Reidan.”

too strong to be a soldier! Reveal your true

any soldier can be as strong as me if they learn

spearsmanship. It was something Asmophel had made after brainstorming with Piaro. All the soldiers of Reidan learned these techniques, which collected the merits of the ‘Imperial Spearsmanship Style’ that was passed down

had learned it to a good level yet. Of course, Asmophel had a complete understanding

2nd

Peeng!

the spear and a

“What?

Asmophel’s attack. Then his eyes widened. It was because Asmophels’s spear, which was in contact with his sword, curved and stabbed at

‘This is bad...!’

Puok!

“Keok!”

he predicted Asmophel’s movements and counterattacked. However,

are forever dancing in

"Ugh."

grabbed and asked about the strongest knights on the continent, they would all say the Red Knights. And among the Red Knights, Nautilus was the 9th strongest. Nautilus was confident that there were only around 30 people stronger than him on the continent. Yet he was being overpowered by a soldier

is someone

number knight defeated by a soldier.’ It was

this gap to

he’d disturbed Asmophel’s

instinct to ignore the limit and exceed

heard right above his

did he escape from

spine as Asmophel stabbed his spear

Papang!

Papapapang!

twice, three times, four times, ten times! Continue, continue,

Puuoooook!

"Kuoooak!" Shit! Shitt!”

the ruthless bombardment that was pouring down on him, but

"Reidan’s Spearsmanship 3rd style.”

Kurururu!

and piercing Nautilus’ body became surrounded by a golden light. It was the precursor

aura...? This

of golden aura. He was afraid that his identity would be exposed and didn’t wear the Red Armor, the symbol of the Red Knights. Now he felt disappointed and helpless by this

Puoook!

split Nautilus’ chest

"Kuaaaack!"

damage and collapsed. He belatedly thought. 'Yes, this is the best

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