Overgeared

Chapter 529

"...”

Grid was surprised because the bustling crowd on the street all sat down. Tens of thousands of people. The festive atmosphere became as silent as a dead mouse. It was an unbelievable and unrealistic thing to experience.

‘Pagma?’

The cause of the sudden silence! Grid got goosebumps as he watched the group of people that appeared in the center of the street. The group walked past the bowing crowd. They wore blue daoist robes and had long black hair tied up. It was exactly the same appearance as the Pagma that Randy copied in the Mysterious Forest.

‘These people are?’

The men in robes boasted a beautiful appearance. Why did they look so much like Pagma, and why did people bow before them? Someone poked Grid’s side. It was a regular NPC. His head was bowed and he was shaking. It seemed like he was afraid to be noticed by the robed men.

"Not bowing before the yangban, are you crazy? Do you have 10 lives?” (Wiki Link)

"Yangban?”

"The residents of the Hwan Kingdom!”

‘The Hwan Kingdom...’

The kingdom that used the white phosphorous tree as their national tree. Grid bowed his head and asked the NPC.

"Is Pangea part of the Hwan Kingdom?”

“Tsk tsk. I should’ve known you were stupid the moment you didn’t bow in front of the yangban.”

"...”

“Pangea is part of the Cho Kingdom.

"Then why are you bowing to the yangban of the Hwan Kingdom?”

“What are you saying? Isn’t it natural to bow to people who serve their kingdom? Do you not know this because you’re stupid?

“...?”

Did the Hwan Kingdom have the concept of a common kingdom?

'It seems like Pagma was born in the Hwan Kingdom...’

He was gradually finding out information. Grid decided not to fret about it.

"Hrmm."

At this moment, a yangban in blue robes passed by Grid and gave him a meaningful smile. Grid felt awe the moment he looked into the yangban’s eyes. There was an unknown aura and overwhelming majesty that made his heart race.

[You have an urge to bow.]

[You have resisted.]

This was just because Grid met his eyes?

‘Don’t tell me...’

Grid gulped.

‘The power of a legend?’

Grid was confused.

"Huhut.”

was coy laughter as the yangban

***

Idan's restaurant.

you like me to prepare the citron tea in

an impassive expression. But

That’s a

his body to Braham. Grid had been shocked and thrilled when seeing Braham

as originating from the East Continent? It’s just my guess

there were nine legends. But the

me that separate legends exist for the

legends

'...Ah, it’s natural.’

Continents were isolated from each other. It stood to reason that they wouldn’t share legends.

‘Look at Lord.’

called a genius that represented the West

‘Hey... This is really...’

world became bigger. The powerhouses that couldn’t be seen on the West Continent and in Hell overflowed in the

the future, I

he became stronger than he was now, he wouldn’t be criticized for destroying the balance. In

‘I am a legend.’

was always trying hard. Yes,

to keep

"...”

The yolk was cooked to the point of being burnt,

to deliberately make

spitting out. Fortunately, Idan took it as a

yolk and egg whites,

you think you should cook

How can you eat

"You can cook moderately...”

dish with a chef’s heart of wanting to feed my guest the best egg. Using the soft egg whites to cover the hard

start off with

but he closed his eyes and poured the eggs into his mouth. The feeling of the egg whites wrapping around his teeth every time he chews made him feel bad. The smell of the egg spreading in his mouth made it hard to breathe and the unique flavour of the yolk disappeared after it was cooked too much, giving a feeling of chewing

Gulp!

managed to swallow it, tasting sweet

have received food poisoning from eating

[You have resisted.]

has risen permanently

wasn’t cooked

was the serious problem. It was clear that Idan didn’t have a

“Hah.”

Then Grid asked him.

didn’t you

bit easier to eat. Idan felt and

is bad for

die if

“Here.”

to the grumbling Grid. She prepared it beforehand. Grid lit up at the thought of rinsing his mouth with the tea. Grid looked

“Thank you.”

Gulp gulp.

with the fragrant tea. Yang Fei spoke meaningfully as Grid’s

My legs are

white calves. It was a stimulating sight. But Grid wasn’t stimulated. For any woman under the age of 20. Grid didn’t recognize them as a woman unless they had a D

will massage

"...”

carelessly while Yang Fei’s face became like a carrot.

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