Overgeared

“Your Majesty, please give a word of encouragement to each of the guild members.”

“Uh, yes. What?”

It was ridiculous. The number of Overgeared members exceeded 900. This time, new artillerymen had joined, and the number went beyond 1,000 people. Did Grid have to give encouragement to all of them? How many hours of hard labor did he have to give in exchange?

“Isn’t this a waste of time?” Grid responded in a confused manner.

Yet Lauel added, “Please promise to make an item that suits their needs.”

“What? I don’t even know all the guild members, but now I have to promise to make items by looking at them?”

“That’s right. Your Majesty doesn’t know all the guild members.”

“...I-It was originally like that.” Grid noticed what Lauel was pointing out and temporarily closed his mouth. However, Grid had an excuse. “Aren’t you the one who is supposed to manage the guild in the first place? That’s why I agreed with your opinion to increase the guild members.”

If Grid had to take care of the guild members, then he wouldn’t have increased the number of guild members. Now Lauel was blaming his indifference.

“I want to focus on increasing my level and making items. Now I have to care about the guild?”

Grid was busy. It was troublesome. There was no time. He wasn’t trying to make excuses.

“I’m different from you and don’t have your ability. I can’t do several things at once. I can only focus on one thing...” The irritated Grid suddenly closed his mouth. Work...? Remembering his colleagues and sharing greetings with them was considered work? Grid got goosebumps. He realized how much he had neglected the new Overgeared members.

‘I think of basic manners as work...’

On this subject, he hoped they would work hard for the Overgeared Guild and Overgeared Kingdom. He shouted that they were his colleagues. Yet, from Grid’s point of view, he used a pretext to give them cheap items. Grid’s face turned red. He felt ashamed of himself and sorry to the guild members.

Lauel’s eyes trembled, and he waved his hand. “You don’t have to take it seriously. Isn’t it a hard time right now? I just thought it was an opportunity to give the guild members a sense of bonding and belonging. I didn’t mean to condemn you...”

“No. I deserve to be condemned.”

In the past few years, there were countless people who knocked on the door of the Overgeared Guild. Some had approached the Overgeared Guild to satisfy their desires while others had terrible intentions. Lauel had been the one who spent time and money to examine and select the current Overgeared members. Grid had accepted the result of Lauel’s blood, sweat, tears, and runny nose as a natural right. He hadn’t respected Lauel’s efforts to win over their colleagues.

“A person can’t change easily.”

He was still selfish. Grid smiled wanly as he realized this.

“Y-Your Majesty.”

Grid couldn’t raise his head, and Lauel didn’t know what to do. Lauel was troubled that he was placing pressure on the busiest person. Grid was quite for a while before raising his head again. “Okay. Let’s exchange greetings with everyone.”

group, he would remember all the faces of his dear colleagues who believed in him and followed him. Feeling determined, Grid was prepared to stay up all night for days. The roles of a king, a warrior, a blacksmith, a tailor, and most of all, a

have enough body parts for them, but he had to perform

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vampire and the assassins. During the day, there were the giant worms and top rankers of the Overgeared Guild. The imperial army was attacked by enemies in the desert. The pace of the march was very slow, and they couldn’t rest their minds, so they were very tired. The horses couldn’t easily adapt to the terrain,

morale of the soldiers isn’t great. Last

condition won’t be much different from ours. Whenever the enemy raided, didn’t we

same damage, but we have the superiority of our troops. The psychological pressure on the Overgeared

optimistic interpretation. They have strong walls and abundant food while

goal was to cross the desert in two days. No matter how slow the pace of the march was, Reidan wasn’t far away, so they thought it was possible. However, reality was different. Due to the emergence of successive enemies, it

a problem. Every oasis in the desert was contaminated with poison. The imperial army had to rely on the supply unit for drinking water for hundreds of thousands of troops, but how

imperial army’s leaders. There was a limit to their efforts to

spoke on behalf of everyone, “Why don’t we

it. Neither was there

are relatively inexperienced. They aren’t used to the terrain of the desert and can’t demonstrate their full abilities. The elite armies who have participated in all types of wars over the

desert

“Yes.”

“...”

now they were reduced to 230,000 in their mission to conquer the Overgeared Kingdom. They had planned to attract

been wiped out. Nevertheless, the reason for their advance to Reidan was to build up achievements. Consequently, they lost the troops due to greed. Now was

sick as he saw the eyes of the nobles who wanted to retreat. When had the empire become so weak? The empire, who had ruled over the continent’s losers for hundreds of years without

cowards

“...!”

tent. The three heads that rolled to the ground belonged to the nobles who earlier

a wrinkled face that was completely red, the identity of the noble drinking from a bottle of wine was Drunk Duke Diworth. It was one

nobles and knights bowed in unison. None of them condemned Diworth’s killings. Who would

checked the marquis’ distorted expression. “Are you angry

Saharan Empire. They have territories, people, and soldiers... You can’t escape a grudge even if

see? I think people will happily accept the death of an incompetent lord. Isn’t

hurriedly. Duke Diworth’s brutality was so great that even some of the Seven Dukes were reluctant to deal with it. Thus, the lower nobles didn’t even dare to face him. Diworth moved to the top

alcohol spread through the barracks, and the nobles and knights quickly became drunk. Only five people... Only

of delight appeared

a knight rushed in and shouted. “The enemy commander, Chris, is

Diworth’s eyes were clear because he had just released

hurriedly nodded. “Y-Yes! However, the

the sun

head, some changes resolved his doubts. The ground was turbulent, and the tent rocked. The frightened soldiers screamed. There was

happened and rushed out of the

a beautiful boy was laughing while