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?’

than the robed man? Regas, Pon, and Faker were speechless when they heard Lauel’s

there blankly? Go help

“Y-Yes...”

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

is that

“Ars.”

"So who is Ars?”

“I don’t know.”

did Grid pick

any case, Grid is

separated. On the other hand, the battle between Nautilus and Asmophel

Chaeeeeeng!

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

identity? How is someone like you hiding in a

"Private Ars of Reidan.”

bullshit! You’re too strong to be a soldier!

as strong as

which collected the merits of the ‘Imperial Spearsmanship Style’ that was passed

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

2nd style. Dragon’s

Peeng!

spear and a wave of energy shook

“What?

against Asmophel’s attack. Then his eyes widened. It was because Asmophels’s spear,

‘This is bad...!’

Puok!

“Keok!”

was stabbed lightly. In the meantime, he predicted Asmophel’s movements and

forever dancing in the

"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.

Why is someone

have the stigma of a ‘solo number knight defeated by a soldier.’ It was absurd. Nautilus decided to flee and used Aura Rage, threatening Asmophel by erupting

gap to

disturbed

should have the instinct to ignore

voice was heard right above his

did he escape from the

went down Nautilus’ spine as Asmophel stabbed his

Papang!

Papapapang!

times, ten times! Continue, continue, continue!

Puuoooook!

"Kuoooak!" Shit! Shitt!”

that was pouring down on him, but Asmosphel was too fast. Nautilus was

"Reidan’s Spearsmanship 3rd style.”

Kurururu!

golden light. It

aura...? This is

the spear led to a storm of golden aura. He was afraid that his identity would be exposed and didn’t wear the Red Armor, the symbol of

Puoook!

split Nautilus’

"Kuaaaack!"

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

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