Overgeared

Grid was as aggressive as he was strong, and he wasn’t wise as he was intoxicated with his own power. He was the type of person who was blinded by immediate gains and lost the bigger profits. His cruel violence expressed in the name of decisiveness was enough to cause disgust, and he was perfect at antagonizing people.

So far, this was Kir’s evaluation of Grid. Right now, Grid reigned with a strong force, but he would become isolated and be destroyed sooner than expected. Kir didn’t expect Grid to last for very long. Nevertheless, what was the truth? Kir’s spine became freezing cold as he saw Bunny Bunny. He was forced to evaluate Grid differently.

‘He is clever!’

No, Grid wasn’t smart. It was clearly the influence of Lauel, who founded the Overgeared Kingdom. There was no weakness in Grid with the genius called Lauel behind him. After Kir realized that Grid had decided to take away everything he owned, he experienced a deep frustration and lost all hope. He fell into despair and questioned it, “What's the difference between you and me?”

“...?”

“At least I didn’t slaughter the elves. I didn’t kill a single elf until you interrupted me. On the other hand, what about you? Now you have slaughtered hundreds of soldiers in dozens of minutes. What? You respect NPCs? You are better than me because I took the elves as prisoners? A murderer like you hates me and rescued the elves?”

“Oh, it is an obvious story.”

“...?”

Many years ago, Grid was performing a time attack quest to wipe out Pope Candidate Pascal and the Vatican elders, causing him to overlook the deaths of prostitutes. The prostitutes had been used as shields to threaten Grid, but he had ignored them and they were then killed by the elders.

No, let’s go back in time further than that. On the first day he encountered Khan, Grid casually killed the local gangsters who threatened him and Khan.

“I have my own standards. I never said that I respect all NPCs.” Grid was someone who agonized over and over about the existence of NPCs. He pointed to the civilians hiding in the streets. “Look. I didn’t kill those people.”

“You—!” It was impossible to intimidate or even criticize Grid. His deep selfishness meant that not even these words had an effect. Kir became less composed. His eyes became bloodstained as he shouted, “You! Do you think you are a god? How can you be so selfish?”

Grid doubted his ears. “What are you saying? Aren’t you the one who thinks you are a god?”

“...?”

“Haven’t you been acting like one? You captured weak people without hesitation. You did this because you thought you were a god.”

“S-Sophistry!”

“Yes, it’s sophistry. Don’t make a broad analysis of a simple matter.”

“I am what?” Kir found it hard to understand the Korean manner of speaking. Kir frowned while Grid aimed a sword at his neck and declared, “Stop your attacks now.”

“???” What nonsense was Grid saying? Kir was stunned. Why was the one-sided slaughterer telling him to stop attacking? “Shouldn’t I say that to you?”

“No, don’t I have the right to defend myself? Stop the attacks. Then I will stop mine.”

‘This jerk!’

Grid was conscious of the camera right till the end. Acting like a victim, he was being really hateful right now. Still, Grid gave Kir one last chance. “Please surrender. Then I will leave this city without taking it away from you.”

“...” It was just the city. In other words, he would take away everything outside the city. Kir wasn’t particularly surprised. He had expected Grid to come here with that type of mindset. “...Are you going to take away all my merchandise?”

“Yes.”

discover what you have done to me and criticize you.

“I know.”

would occur before the Overgeared Kingdom was established. Many forces wanted to take away the Overgeared Kingdom’s rice bowl because they were strong, so there would be an alliance that would try to destroy the Overgeared Guild. The threat would come anyway, so it was better to become stronger

life and make it so

taken things away from other people in case they would strike at him again someday. Ultimately, Kir’s goal was to keep his trading rights. So, after careful consideration, Kir displayed the wit of a merchant.

“Hoh?”

“Only...”

“Only?”

away any trading rights that

lose it, then he would give it to Grid. Instead, there should be a promise for his future. Grid thought for a moment before nodding. “Yes. Let’s write

a great deal of time and money in order to steal the merchant’s commerce rights which were bound in the form of a ‘contract.’ Yet Kir was willing to give it all at once. Moreover, it was also good for Grid to guarantee Kir’s

start again from the beginning, he won’t grow fast enough to threaten the

the necromancers standing to one side. Grid’s face distorted as he saw

doing? Are you even abandoning putting up resistance

famous ranker Drew, who was the head of

strong necromancer had retreated and given up resistance. Now, he was even handing over his

they have some

them? Drew explained to the

“...”

shirk responsibility. Moreover, I am one of those who invaded Reinhardt. I’m not asking you to end your revenge now. However, I hope that you will listen

“A request?”

and kill him. We can’t stop him with our

“...Where is he?”

will be the entrance to an underground waterway. He is running

before cutting Drew’s neck. The necromancers were all nervous when Drew died this time. Grid stared at them. “You were one of

“...”

by Agnus. It was

one peep of him

and ran toward

***

[You have died.]

death from the passing Grid, reviving far from his resurrection point. There was a poisonous fog that caused nausea and dizziness as well as hot

“How rotten...”

didn’t panic. Hell wasn’t unfamiliar to him since he had experiencing dying while using Blackening during a boss raid. Nevertheless, this didn’t mean it was a comfortable place for him. Despite being classified as a half-demonkin,

message to the guild. Hell is

message to the guild. Hell

penalty has failed

“Tch.”

It was a much better performance than that of Grid who used Blackening through

was hit without

appearance from when he cut Tarot without blinking was stuck in Tarot’s brain. Tarot had no idea there was such a difference in skill