Overgeared

Chapter 819

The branches, which were longer than humans, were as threatening as sharp blades, while the lush and overgrown foliage interfered with one’s vision. The giant trees eagerly reached for the sky. Was there anyone who wouldn’t feel reverence when standing before this scene? They would feel so overwhelmed that they couldn’t breathe.

However, Piaro was a legend. Nature was familiar to him as he immersed himself in the fields. The clean air and nature stirred up his mind and body.

“I’ll clean you up!!” Piaro yelled as he moved like a flying squirrel between the trees. Every time Belial’s sickle moved through the air, the branches of the giant trees fell to the ground. It took less than 10 minutes for a giant tree to be trimmed neatly.

Grid’s expectations were met. The legendary farmer had a high understanding of plants as a whole, giving him spectacular pruning skills. His hands gave life to the trees.

[Your subordinate, Piaro, has completed the pruning. (1/2,000)]

“Well done!”

Ttang! Ttang! Grid started hammering a metal plate on top of the hole in the portable furnace. It was a move that was more reminiscent of a drunk soldier dancing.

‘Amazing!’

In the case of quests that required hunting a certain number of monsters, those killed by his party members who accepted the quest and his pets would also count. So, Grid had thought about it. Why did he need to do the pruning himself? Couldn’t he get his pets or subordinates to clear the quest for him?

His idea was reasonable and actually came true. Thanks to the legendary farmer, Grid was able to proceed with the pruning quest much faster than if he did it on his own.

“Cool...”

“I didn’t realize there could be a human who is so close to nature and understands nature better than us.”

“Look at how he has become one with nature. He is a few times better than our elves. If I was going to have a baby, I would like to have that man’s children.”

It seemed there had come a day when the noble elves would fall in love with a mere human. The female elves now realized why the species called half-elves existed. Their eyes were wet as they watched Piaro prune a tree. Mercedes felt a strange pride. ‘This is the attraction of a true hero that transcends even species. Piaro is truly amazing.’

He was indeed the person she admired. Mercedes dipped a finger into the honey and licked it. She seemed to be the most leisurely one out of Grid’s group. During a time when she should be protecting her king, she was actually eating honey? Anyone who didn’t know the situation would misunderstand Mercedes if they saw this scene. However, Mercedes had her own troubles.

‘I have to eat sparingly.’

The Media Mountain honey—this expensive honey that Grid was reluctant to eat was extremely fragrant and sweet compared to the premium honey Mercedes had tasted previously. It was so fresh that she could keep eating without getting tired of it. This honey was so delicious that the legendary knight Mercedes felt a desire to eat it indefinitely. Yes, it was hard to resist the honey which had a demon-like temptation.

Lick...

intense desire, taking a little bit of honey with her

honey cost a

going to waste

kept hammering as his nervousness

Lick.

Mercedes’ eyes changed. She started breathing hard, and more and more honey began to cover her

has entered

“What?”

legend’s passive resistance. This was the terrifying power of

as 60,000 won worth of honey was about

cry

Kwaaaaah!

Grid had been waiting for so long showed

enticed by

incites fear in all those

[You have resisted.]

the ears of those scattered throughout the forest. If you can’t hunt the bear-wolf within five minutes, a new bear-wolf will pop up! Be careful! The

of it and pulled out a shield with her other

who was pruning the trees,

equivalent to an

bear-wolf within five minutes, a new bear-wolf would pop up. Grid had been glad about being able to save the honey by hunting the bear-wolves slowly, but now it wasn’t a

shout rang out. She felt a great affinity toward Piaro and

Grid was a bit embarrassed as he shouted the name of the skill,

Clack! Clack clack!

from the ground. They

“Undead!”

who adored nature, disliked the undead that went against

tree. There was no basis for his argument. Undead were undead. What was a good undead and bad undead? It wasn’t logical at all. Yet the elves were persuaded to believe it. Words from those they respected were

ugly man talked to a beautiful school junior? He could be called a molester. Then what if a handsome man was nice

They

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