Overgeared

“...!”

King Aslan doubted his eyes as he ran out of the palace. Great Demon Belial was really destroyed. The strongest monarch of hell, who had the power to destroy humanity, was beaten by a few hundred humans? King Aslan made an incredulous expression and soon found Grid. His eyes were filled with anger, resentment, and madness.

“The power of a legend that can even destroy great demons...! Why you? Why did you use this power as a tool of rebellion?”

King Aslan wanted to make his kingdom stronger. He didn’t know why he had to be disturbed by this pure and upright cause.

“You don’t know! I always wanted a friendship with you! I really did my best to treat you well! Then why? Why did you ignore me to the end!”

He was serious. King Aslan needed Grid’s power and did his best to make peace with Grid. But in the end, he was ignored.

"Why weren’t you loyal to your kingdom!?”

Aslan complained to Grid.

Grid gazed at him silently before slowly opening his mouth. “You... How was that the case?”

“...!”

"No, did you think it would be fine by using me to cover up the fact that you killed Prince Ren? Think about it from my perspective. How ridiculous is it? I received all the gifts you gave me, but I never felt grateful.”

“That... It couldn’t be helped from my position.”

“Right. You’re a dog who killed your older brother because you wanted to be king, and then framed me for it. You’re just trash. Now you’re acting as the ultimate victim.”

“You!”

It was true to a certain degree. The king of a nation who was no better than a dog was just rubbish. Grid’s words were too much. King Aslan couldn’t bear it any longer. His lingering grudges towards Grid disappeared. Grid had nailed a wedge into the feelings already inside him.

"Everything is gone. You and I weren’t destined to get on the same boat in the first place.”

The reason Grid made Overgeared? There was only one reason. It was to build up enormous resources. His infinite greed couldn’t bear the small kingdom of Eternal.

“If there wasn’t the incident with you and Prince Ren, you would’ve been kneeling before me already.”

It had been decided from the beginning that he would swallow up Eternal. It was right after the Reinhardt golem invasion, where he refused to pledge allegiance to the royal family.

Suuk.

Grid’s sword pointed at Aslan. There was no hesitation in his action.

“Let’s finish this now.”

The moment that Grid finished speaking.

Chaeng!

Chaeeeeeng!

All members of Overgeared simultaneously pointed their weapon. They were movements without any error. All of them were aiming for King Aslan and there was silence for a moment. Sounds were heard from beyond the palace walls. It was the wails of the people.

“Revive my daughter!”

“Revive my sister!”

“Kill the king!”

“Aslan isn’t king!”

The family and friends of the virgins sacrificed for the summoning of the great demon. The people of Reinhardt had been condemning and cursing Aslan for half a day. Their sorrow and anger couldn’t be reduced. Their innocent women were burned to death. They became the victim of a sin that couldn’t be understood.

Reinhardt’s people were convinced. Aslan wasn’t qualified to be king. They cried out in order for the world to know the truth.

"Kill the king of Eternal!”

The people had turned away from Aslan. Grid carried out their will.

“Aslan, I am not like you.”

If his greed was first, his kindness towards the weak was second.

Step.

The sword of Eternal. Grid smiled bitterly

is the criminal who killed the legitimate successor to the throne, Prince Ren. He also sacrificed thousands of innocent people to summon a great demon. Is

This

Chucksley only lived for protecting Eternal’s royal family. He was raised this way. He couldn’t think of

it’s

He couldn’t turn away.

Kkuok.

gripped his sword. But his eyes were sad. He blamed the fate that he couldn’t rebel against. Grid’s

‘I want him.’

NPC who was absolutely loyal to his owner. Eternal’s first great swordsman. Grid recognized the value of Chucksley. Grid knew that Chucksley was someone he wanted, just like

Therefore.

you myself. I’ll change

Chwarururuk!

the Holy Light Armor, Grid’s body was covered with Triple

Next.

Teong!

wait and shot forward. Chucksley shouted as he watched Grid, “This

the growth rate of players. Chucksley was several times stronger than he was when Prince

Jjejejeok!

power of the +9 Failure without much difficulty. His sword cut

“Oppa!”

She wanted

my lord’s

order to embrace the dragon, one had to be

the sky.

“...?”

notice. She controlled her heart as she watched Grid’s health quickly go down. Piaro watched her as if she

***

“Linked Kill Wave.”

Kwa kwa kwa kwang!

of Chucksley. He used the movement of his sword to get further away from Chucksley and unleashed

Chucksley responded.

“Sword of Incision!”

a knight. The characteristic of

Paaaat!

several layers of aura

“Hoh.”

attack being

desire him even

Chwaruruk!

from Grid’s fingertips as he started a new sword dance. Dozens of strands of silver thread stretched out. Like the Milky Way pouring from the night sky, the beautiful silver thread wrapped around Chucksley’s body. No, they tried to wrap

‘Gone?’

the silver thread reached

Pahat!

He moved as swiftly as an assassin despite being a swordsman in heavy

'A moving mountain.’

rare breed. Unlike others, Chucksley was fast and hard. It was because he trained to run

Jeeeong!

“Kuk...!”

avoid attacks. However, it was difficult to see the advantage in swordsmanship that required a certain amount of footwork. If Grid could use swordsmanship without needing to take steps

skill, but it also showed the inherent limitations of a non-combat

Chaaeng!

Jjejeong! Jjejejeok!

side, avoiding Chucksley’s shield and giving him a chance to swap weapons. It was a staff instead

“Magic Missile!”

Peeeeeong!

per second and penetrated Chucksley quicker than ever. The strength was superior to the past. Thanks to the title of Savior of the World, the 200 extra points in intelligence increased his

“Cough!”

pierced, Chucksley raised his shield instead

Peng!

Pepepepeng!

Missile bombardment continued. Earl Ashur’s eyes were wide

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