Overgeared

[Affinity with Duke ‘Grenhal’ of the Saharan Empire has reached 50. Grenhal is willing to dine with you at any time.]

[Affinity with Duke ‘Morse’ of the Saharan Empire has reached 30. Morse will respond to your light jokes with a smile.]

[Affinity with Duke ‘Basara’ of the Saharan Empire has reached 62. Basara will positively review whatever you ask for.]

“...” Grid felt refreshed as he was surrounded by the dukes and knights of the empire. Those who didn’t even look at him a few years ago were now giving him goodwill and praise. This was an unreal situation for Grid. It was a rewarding feeling that was hard to describe in words.

He trembled with happiness. Then he suddenly felt doubts. ‘Why does Basara have the highest affinity?’

Grid talked a lot with Grenhal, head of the Seven Dukes. There was even the dexterity effect that he couldn’t suppress during the handshake. Additionally, affinity with Grenhal had increased exponentially after saving his life. However, Grid didn’t understand why Basara’s affinity was so elevated. She seemed to maintain a clear distinction between public and private matters and was somewhat indifferent, so he hadn’t shared many words with her.

‘I don’t understand...’

Then Grid turned his head to the waterfall. The 52 waterfalls lost their momentum and fell like streams in the aftermath of their mana being taken away by Braham. Beneath them was the war god follower. A follower who had mastered 10 secret techniques—he was a little weaker than the yangban, Garam.

Still, an enemy who could be described as powerful was now half-dead. His trembling legs were torn, just hanging by the skin, while his left arm and ears were cut off altogether. Blood was flowing down from his neck. He looked shabby compared to the dignified appearance he’d had when he overwhelmed the dukes and the 10 meritorious retainers just a short moment ago.

‘I better finish it quickly.’

The remaining health of the war god follower was less than 10%. There was very little chance of him exerting his original ability because his physical condition was unstable.

“Get up.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Step.

Grid ordered the knights and started to take steps. He wanted to deal a final blow to the followers as he was afraid the war god might descend again while Braham was asleep. More than anything else...

‘He is mine!’

He had to worry that the dukes might kill the follower.

Step. Step.

Grid’s eyes were blazing with greed as he gradually narrowed the distance to the follower. He dreamed of a ‘perfect secret technique’ while looking forward to how much experience killing the follower would give him. The followers occasionally dropped fragments of the secret techniques that were damaged and had no value as skillbooks. Grid narrowed the distance to the follower and performed a sword dance. “Pagma’s Swordsmanship.”

He felt the sword energy and mana exit his body at almost the same time. Blue energy formed around the Sword Aiming at the Gods, and four types of spells appeared simultaneously. It was the precursor of Linked Kill Flower Pinnacle.

[Swordsmanship and magic have achieved unity!]

A notification window appeared in Grid’s field of view as he aimed at the follower taking a defensive posture with only one arm.

calls you a magic

be given

Swordsman of the Epics’ has been acquired.] (TL: Epics = epic

Ttiring~

of

[Rating: Legendary (Growth)

born after inheriting Pagma’s power and Braham’s

of Magic Swordsman of the Epics has permanently increased sword energy and

integrated magic and

Swordsman of the Epics has permanently increased the strength and intelligence stat by 100

of the Epics means you will gain two additional stat points with every future level up. The additional stat points will be

if the Magic Swordsman of the Epics class grows

The special

[★Origin True Energy ★

Possessed: 3

consume one Origin True Energy to double a specific stat.

all the Origin True Energy, all your

True Energy is

“...!”

hair turned white. In order to deal with the cave cricket, she had pulled out the Origin True Energy. She had been unable to cope with the aftermath and aged partially, losing her beautiful blue hair. Grid was

use this even if I’m

could only be used three times. If he used it three times, all his stats would be permanently halved. It was a nuisance. He

The follower resisted Grid by using a counterattack martial arts, but it was an unreasonable feat with only one arm. Grid continued to use the sword dances

all his health. Then he said something as he collapsed in a

about it, all the followers he’d met so far had been

I abandoned everything and trained for 50 years while pursuing the path the war god showed me...” The follower who had mastered 10 secret techniques was able to talk. “...I couldn’t see the end and was blinded by despair. Now it

gritted his teeth. Rather than rejoice in getting a new class, he felt great anger at War God Zeratul. He was raging because he saw Pagma’s image

many people has

have suffered like Pagma and Braham. It was terrible. The moment

is looking at

baring your teeth at

natural as War God Zeratul was an arrogant existence. He didn’t react seriously just because a mere mortal showed hostility toward him. Grid’s expression became even more terribly distorted. The war god’s leisurely behavior was hateful. A curse

feel an uncontrollable

to

to distinguish between

of the sky and the ground, and he floundered. By the time he barely managed to regain his mind, the area around Grid was crawling with followers. There

“These jerks...!”

Then it happened when the bloody Grid

-Calm down.

god Hexetia is keeping

“Grid...! Grid! Wake up!”