Overgeared

The Haalrune Swamp near Reinhardt…

Level 130–150 monsters occupied it in large quantities, and there were three types of boss monsters that appeared, making it a hunting ground with many users. There was the level 135 field boss, the swamp lion, the level 145 field boss, the mud lamia, and the level 160 field boss, the gigant minion. Each field boss gave a big reward, so it was strange if they weren’t loved. People dreamed of raiding the field bosses in Haalrune Swamp.

“...I thought it would be nice to meet a boss.”

At the center of the swamp, a party of 21 players with levels in the 140s fell into a panic. There was a swamp lion, a mud lamia, and a gigant minion in front of their eyes.

“...But how could three bosses appear at the same time?”

The boss monsters in Haalrune Swamp were known to respawn 36–80 hours after a raid. Additionally, the respawn points were random. In other words, the probability of all three boss monsters appearing in the same area wasn’t high. The party had never planned to raid three boss monsters while hunting in the Haalrune Swamp.

“Kuek! We can’t win! Everyone scatter! Retreat!” The party’s leader, Hee Dongi, shouted as he defended against the swamp lion’s claws with a Mass Produced Grid’s Shield. However, the swamp added a big restriction on the players’ movements. The party members couldn’t escape quickly, yet the swamp lion and mud lamia could freely swim through the swamp and quickly catch up with the party.

“Kuack!”

“Cough! Cough!”

“N-No...!”

Hee Dongi paled when he saw the boss monsters start to devastate his companions.

‘We can’t avoid being wiped out!’

He resented the heavens. Who would believe that three boss monsters would appear in the same place at the same time? Was there anything else in the world as unlucky as this?

‘Shit! I normally go to church!’

The party leader blamed himself for his party members’ suffering. Then while Hee Dongi was feeling frustrated and guilty, new footsteps appeared at the scene. Unlike Hee Dongi’s party members, these footsteps were crossing the swamp at a very high speed.

‘Who? Heok!!’

Who was crazy enough to run here while everyone else was fleeing from the raid? Hee Dongi frowned and turned his head, only to become shocked. It was because the person foolishly rushing here was Overgeared King Grid. His sword, armor, cloak, and crown—which was the symbol of the throne—was dirtied with mud.

“Uwaaaack!”

This was a place filled with screams. It was where Hee Dongi’s companions were being attacked by the boss monsters. At such a place, Grid cut the swamp lion with a basic attack first.

“Pagma’s Swordsmanship.”

Then he took one step, and his sword descended.

“Drop.”

The sky was falling...? Hee Dongi and his companions doubted their eyes as Grid caused the sky to fall with one sword. The giant, intangible sword energy crushed the marsh lion, mud lamia, and gigant minion. Grid struck three field bosses with one sword technique!

“B-Be careful!” Hee Dongi exclaimed urgently.

The swamp lion had been hit by Grid’s basic attack previously, so it now turned to grey. Meanwhile, the mud lamia and gigant minion still had some health left. Hee Dongi knew the survivors would react by hitting Grid. Then what was this...? The mud lamia and gigant minion didn’t dare strike back at Grid. They just stood there blankly. It was clear that they were overcome by an abnormal condition.

suffering from

to abnormal statuses! Yet it was helpless in front of Grid’s attack. Grid dealt the finishing blows. The mud lamia and gigant minion died, and various enhancement scrolls and

their king at a novice hunting ground. The party interpreted it as Grid patrolling the beginner hunting grounds for the sake

cheered them on. He smiled and left after picking up

were bustling with activity. There was a post with the title of ‘The Overgeared King is a mighty person’ in each community. Grid’s

***

from the Vatican and commanded, “I’m going to build a temple. Find excellent painters, sculptors, and architects

want to set up

paladins. Yet Grid wanted to build another one? Didn’t he know how much money it would cost? Was this really meaningful? Grid explained to Lauel who was unconvinced, “I want to build a temple for God Hexetia,

“Hexetia? The blacksmith god?”

“Yes.”

“Hrmm.”

Hexetia whom no one worshipped...? Lauel thought about it before asking the reason and soon figured

number of blacksmiths. If the Overgeared Kingdom doesn’t serve the blacksmith god, who will? Additionally, serving the blacksmith god means

serve the blacksmith god, and the profits from serving him

did you get this idea? Your Majesty, aren’t you becoming smarter? Kuk! Kukukuk, a

“????”

was he becoming smarter? Grid was puzzled. That’s right. Grid didn’t even consider the possibility

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while his eyes specifically are small and black. Is there a harsh shade...? His nose is a bit hooked, and his mustache and beard are long.

“...”

ranked painter. Fascinated by the Overgeared Kingdom’s announcement of ‘looking for someone to paint a god’, she made a visit to Reinhardt. At present, Hexetia’s image was being born under her brush as she sat facing Grid. Grid added an explanation while confirming the progress of the portrait, “No. A bit thinner. His skin is thin, and

“Like this?”

very accurate. You are

to

“You are being humble.”

“...”

like he had actually

it possible for a player to encounter a god? No,

her, “His top is bare while his bottom half just has a gray cloth like a skirt. His dry and cracked muscles look

of muscles? Yes. His nipples are burning. Yes...?” Picasso was nodding as she drew the god

nipples are burning? That isn’t possible! This is

“...casso? Hey, Picasso.”

“Ah, yes! Yes?”

was somewhat disappointed in Grid and felt embarrassed. Her blushing face looked like she was going to cry at any minute. Grid

is hard to understand

flames on both of the red, inflamed nipples. There is a transparent blue

“R-Red inflamed nipples...”

“...?”

“N-Nothing! Nothing! I’ll concentrate!”

any further sexual

opponent a reaction that he would

clenched teeth and started to concentrate on her work again. She made a great effort not to show a reaction that Grid would enjoy. Now, she couldn’t trust the image of the god on the canvas. It was hard to believe that someone who went around half naked with

completed

masterpiece that