Overgeared

"A glass of beer."

Red Deer, Canada. It was a small town in southern Alberta. In this small city with 80,000 residents, the black-haired foreigner was conspicuous. But today was an exception. Due to the live broadcast of Battlefield, the streets were quiet and most people were focused on the TV.

Thanks to this, the black-haired man was able to sit in the seat without receiving any attention. His white skin, small lips, less developed brow bone, and ebony hair showed that he was a man with Asian blood in him. The eyes behind dark sunglasses were also black.

His name was Ray and he had a Korean father and a Canadian mother. His ID in Satisfy was Faker. Of course, people didn’t know his identity.

"You never take off your sunglasses. It has been a while since you’ve come. Jennifer often asks about you.”

A middle-aged man running the shabby pub alone handed him a beer. Was it because he didn’t want to indulge in useless chatter or because of his original reticent nature?

“...”

Faker nodded silently and drank a mouthful of beer. Like the other guests, his gaze was on the TV.

"Oh, Grid’s movements are fantastic.

“But Chris is a level above him.”

“Hahaha! Chris is Canada’s pride for a reason.”

“Have strength Chris! Forget that Grid is your king for the moment!"

The customers were enthusiastic. They praised Grid’s skills in protecting the stairs alone and were excited by Chris’ skills, which overwhelmed him. On TV, Grid was continuing to read the scriptures. However, he was being overwhelmed. There was too big a difference with Chris’ skills.

‘But Grid is doing well enough. If he puts in a bit more effort to protect his health, he will be able to hold on.’

This was Faker’s impression.

‘If it was last year’s Grid, he wouldn’t have been able to face Chris in Battlefield.’

It was a bright growth rate. And the root of this growth wasn’t talent, but effort.

‘Excellent.’

Faker wasn’t aware of it himself but he had a habit of smiling every time he observed Grid. If Grid found out Faker had such a good impression of him, he would be moved to tears. A normal class user who was strong enough to beat sun-grade powerhouses. Faker was above a sun and Grid was one of his targets.

“What?”

“What’s Chris doing all of a sudden?”

At this point, Faker’s glass of beer was half empty. The development of Battlefield changed rapidly. Grid, who was being one-sidedly pushed by Chris, starting pushing back as if he had awakened. As Chris was on the defensive, Grid caught the other rankers in the confusion. The enemies turned to grey one by one.

Faker’s gaze was fixed on a woman. Her name was Yura, one of the rankers allied with Chris. A South Korean representative.

‘Her movements are limiting Chris’ actions.’

was interfering with Chris. She blocked his path every time Chris tried to respond to Grid’s attack. Of course, it wasn’t blatant. The movements were very fine. There were

crisis...

he was concentrating on the TV. Faker turned his head and was surprised. The old gentleman had neatly brushed white hair. Zirkan. He was once the first ranked swordsman. But at some point, he devoted all his energy into raising Chris. He was Chris’ mentor, a captain in the

Why didn’t you go to Japan

out his position. He knew what a big influence Chris’ family had in Canada. It was easy for Zirkan to find out when he was

Isn’t it better for me to rest at home than to be a burden?” Zirkan laughed and sat across from Faker. The old man laid down his cane

didn’t have any hard feelings about Yura interfering with Chris. Yura was also a valuable colleague in the Overgeared Guild

his coat and gave an order to the

"Yes, I understand."

Zirkan. It wasn’t just because he was an elderly person. It was a pleasure to know

“He’s a good person.”

store for a few years.’ Faker swallowed back the

why I am only drinking Coke. My body is getting old and can’t handle the alcohol properly. That’s why I’m trying to stay away from

asked him, "Then why did you come here

you would

“...?”

this old man saying? Zirkan smiled

and are more passionate than anyone else. Like Chris

“...”

your position. That’s why you can’t

“...”

will be

wanted to compete with Grid and the other talented people in front of the public. He wanted to publicize his existence to the world. However, Faker was a person who could control

I know that much. Even if I don’t participate, the public is already

the me last year. Was

Zirkan was focused on Chris’ education was because Zirkan was old. Once he determined that international activities were difficult, he decided to concentrate on his role as Chris’ steward and teacher. But he soon

realized that his retirement was too soon. When he failed to compete in the National Competition last year

mature without being overburdened by your talent... Is it

e-sports, there were many legendary gamers in South Korea and as a young man, Zirkan was fascinated with them. One of them was Faker’s grandfather. The information wasn’t officially

might’ve been inherited from

returned to the TV as

about hard work

lie. Faker was originally a diligent person full of tenacity, but he was reasonable. No matter what, he didn’t do anything that violated common sense. There was a limit. But Faker changed

be in the sun as long as there is Grid. I will let Grid be the king in

of beer over here please. I will have a drink. It’s rare to get a chance to

***

"Kyaaaaak! Grid-sama!”

“God Grid! God Grid!”

“Yura! Yura! Yura!”

“...”

rushed to the Korean representatives after the immigration process. They requested for the representatives to wait while they extended the

would be a lot of fans

Sword saw the crowd

‘It’s beyond imagination.’

10,000 people gathered here to meet Grid and Yura.