Overgeared

“Repent? Bullshit!”

There was no utopia. There might be situations that satisfied the majority, but it was difficult for a situation to satisfy everyone. Now Kasim was proving it. As Grid and the 10 had great expectations for their future with the new empire, Kasim’s anger reached its peak. Even Regas, who believed that Asura had the scariest face in the world, was frightened by Kasim’s distorted face.

“Your empire considered us ominous just because of our dark skin.”

“...”

“We were accused of listening to the movements of the empire because of our big ears and called beasts, instead of humans, because of our long arms.”

“...”

“Our women were insulted by the soldiers of your empire who invaded the land. All of our men were killed and dismembered by the knights of your empire. Your imperial nobles kept our royal family in cages and watched them for amusement.”

“...”

It wasn’t only Kasim’s family and friends. Everyone had been killed after suffering terrible humiliation. Their country disappeared entirely. Kasim’s eyes shed tears as he recalled those final days while Grenhal was just silent. The ones who inflicted wounds couldn’t mourn for the wounded. He knew that no words could comfort the present Kasim. The Nero massacre—led by 2nd Imperial Prince Dulandal—was one of the worst crimes in the history of the empire, and it had been strongly opposed.

Kasim’s dagger pointed at Grenhal’s neck. “The imperial family you serve.”

“...”

“The prince who didn’t even give us his name.”

“...”

“I saw him holding my king’s head as a torch while he drank from his glass of wine.”

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“Repent? Repent?! The dead will never come back! The dignity that has already been lost can’t be regained! Now you want to relieve your guilt by offering apologies to those who are already dead?”

“...”

Blood flowed from the neck of the silent Grenhal. Kasim’s poisonous dagger was digging into Grenhal’s neck.

You can’t soothe the souls of those who have already died, even if you reflect on your past mistakes and repent for 10,000 years! Those who have already died will

shabby compared to the emperor’s. Nevertheless, it was a space that boasted

hands. Kasim roared, “I am the last survivor of the Nero people, Kasim! The empire’s enemy!

his loyalty to Lord, who he had affectionately served for a long time? Surprisingly, Kasim was composed. Unbelievably, this person who lived to get revenge on the empire maintained his

them when the wounded dukes were

attitude made Grid

“Our duel was caused by the empire’s sin against the Nero people. My subordinates will

this time. They didn’t doubt Grenhal’s ability. However, the opponent wasn’t easy, and

a matter for the 2nd Imperial Prince to take responsibility

ground. “Shut up! I am no different

had seized their territory and taken them captive. After all, he couldn’t refuse an imperial order. The Nero

a second or third Kasim? It wasn’t possible. Those who sinned deserved to

Duke Grenhal of the empire.” Grenhal used mana to drive out the poison and took off his armor. “I will glimpse the Nero’s resentment through your sword. I will realize how dreadful and arduous the path of repentance that the empire

have any shame, die willingly!” Kasim shouted, and dozens of shadow soldiers

his upper body was wounded. The wounds made Grenhal faster and stronger. As he rushed through the shadow soldiers like a tsunami and reached Kasim, Grenhal shouted, “My death isn’t repentance! If the person who replaces me doesn’t join the path of repentance, then

“...!”

live and take

mess. The battle between Kasim, who hid and moved in the darkness, and Grenhal, who had speed and destructive power, was so fierce that they

“Dammit...”

as he quickly started to overpower Kasim and realized how insignificant their skills were. So far, the gap between players and named NPCs had been accepted under

is as strong as the

players had no limits. Their weakness was merely a lack

too

us because of

‘We are shameless.’

to worry about Grid. Their concerns were meaningless due to their current gap with Grid’s strength. The time wasted worrying about Grid should be invested in themselves to close the

him, the 10 meritorious retainers clenched their fists tightly. All of them were filled with

smashed through dozens of shadow soldiers. The scattered shadow soldiers returned to their place, and the ragged

coughed up blood while sitting on

world...? It really was an illusory dream. His heart was weak enough to be fascinated by the Overgeared Kingdom that he had been trying to use as a tool of revenge, and his strength was so weak that he couldn’t beat one duke, let alone the empire. It was better to

said to him,

“Don’t sympathize with me.”

to make sure that