Overgeared

Chapter 529

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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.

to prepare

question with an impassive expression. But Grid didn’t answer. He was still thinking about

That’s

when seeing Braham gather all the mana. The yangban’s presence

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

the first place, there were nine legends. But the number of yangbans

legends exist

from the nine legends

'...Ah, it’s natural.’

reason that they wouldn’t share legends. It was right

‘Look at Lord.’

a genius that represented the West

‘Hey... This is really...’

that couldn’t be seen on the West Continent and in Hell overflowed in the East Continent. But Grid didn’t

the future, I

was now, he wouldn’t be criticized for destroying the balance. In other words, it meant Grid had the confidence

‘I am a legend.’

trying hard. Yes,

to keep

"...”

The yolk was cooked to the point of being burnt,

to deliberately make

help spitting out. Fortunately, Idan took it as

took a lot more work than normal egg rolls. After separating the yolk and egg whites, I cooked only

think you should cook them

person. How can you eat ordinary

"You can cook moderately...”

to feed my guest the best egg. Using the soft egg whites to cover the

could start off with

a dish not made out of malice. Grid really didn’t want to eat it, 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

Gulp!

it out but barely managed to swallow it,

received food poisoning from eating uncooked

[You have resisted.]

risen permanently

food wasn’t cooked

problem. It was clear that Idan didn’t have a talent for

“Hah.”

Then Grid asked him.

didn’t you

would’ve been a bit easier to eat. Idan felt

is bad for

die if you

“Here.”

served the citron tea to the grumbling Grid. She prepared it beforehand. Grid lit up at the thought of rinsing his mouth with the tea. Grid looked at Yang Fei like she was

“Thank you.”

Gulp gulp.

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

legs are sore

lifted her skirt slightly and exposed her white calves. It was a stimulating sight. But Grid wasn’t stimulated. For any woman

massage it with sincerity

"...”

like a carrot. She already had a body that

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