Overgeared

[You have taken the Dragon Pill.]

[A large amount of mana is flowing throughout your body.]

[The amount of mana is too much!]

[Attempting to expand your mana core in order to accommodate the mana!]

It was good so far. It seemed the Dragon Pill was working properly. However...

[Your mana core isn’t trained at all. The expansion of the mana core is progressing very slowly.]

[Mana has started to flood.]

[It is recommended to discharge the unacceptable mana from your body. Would you like to accept?]

It was a bit strange from here.

[The mana flooding is causing cracks in the expanding mana core!]

“...!”

Hell had begun. There was a shock like being stabbed in the stomach and then all the blood vessels in his body twisted simultaneously. The maximum amount of pain that the system allowed spread from the top of Grid’s head to the tip of his toes.

‘This...! What?’

It was a pain that continued without any breaks, making him dizzy. It felt like his mind and body were completely burning.

[You have suffered a serious internal injury!]

[The mana core has been damaged, making it harder to accumulate the mana.]

[It is recommended to discharge the unacceptable mana from your body. Would you like to accept?]

The system warned again. Grid almost accepted, but then he gritted his teeth and ignored the notification windows. The Dragon Pill was a myth grade elixir. It was an elixir even the gods coveted and he would never obtain it again. Grid absolutely wasn’t willing to give up the effects of the Dragon Pill.

"Kkuk...!”

The pain continued. Rather than adapting, he became more sensitive. All the life and death experiences he had been through passed through Grid’s mind.

Yura and the Yatan’s Servants including Malacus, Pope Drevigo and Pope Candidate Pascal, Hell Gao, Braham’s golem army, Randy who protected the mysterious forest in Pagma’s form, Elfin Stone and the direct descendant vampires, the legends of the Behen Archipelago and his clone, Kraugel, Agnus, Mercedes, the Red Knights, the evil dragon Bunhelier, the yangban Garam...

Grid was dominated by the worst pain and had the illusion that their alternating strikes were putting him to death. He couldn’t even scream. However...

‘Endure it!’

Grid was determined to hold on. The current him wouldn’t have existed if he gave up all his opportunities.

“Your Majesty? My Liege!”

Mercedes detected something while guarding the entrance of the training hall and ran in. She found Grid collapsed in the centre and screamed.

“Your Majesty! Ugh?!”

Mercedes let out a groan as she tried to help Grid. Grid’s reddish skin was as hot as lava. Even so, she was someone who would jump into a volcano to protect Grid. Mercedes swallowed back her screams and lifted Grid onto her back. Her hair, cloak, and armor were burning from the heat, causing a big burn on her back, but she didn’t care. Grid barely managed to speak to her as she tried to find Sticks.

“I’m ok...ay.”

It sounded like scratching iron. Grid coughed up blood every time he breathed but he barely managed to squeeze out a few words.

“Let... go.”

“...I understand.”

She sat down in front of the

I can’t

Grid. Her Keen Insight was trying to

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unacceptable mana from your body. Would

repeated. He didn’t know how many times it appeared. There was no time

recommended to discharge the unacceptable mana from your body. Would you like

“Kuweek!”

Mercedes closed her mouth. Her Keen Insight could see it. A large amount of mana flooding in was expanding Grid’s blood and veins to the

worsen if she put her hands

‘Stay strong, Your Majesty.’

her desperate

core has succeeded in accumulating a small amount of

cracks in your mana core

core has achieved the first

permanently

the Magic Swordsman of the Epics class. The effects of the magic attached to Grid’s

the pain remained the same. It was natural. The amount of mana accumulated in the Dragon Pill was very high. It couldn’t be handled by a single

"Kkuk...!”

mind was becoming dizzier. Curse words automatically rose

satisfied with

this terrible pain for a long time. Grid felt like it had been a few hours, even days. Now

a

out on this opportunity for the rest of his life would be

“...!”

lost his spirit for a moment. It was the aftermath of the pain

bit more… a little bit

was a coincidence. Nevertheless, Grid couldn’t throw her hand away and Mercedes wrapped her trembling

flooding is causing cracks

the unacceptable mana from your body. Would you like

long did he have to endure for the mana core to recover and pave the way for expansion? It was even more frustrating because it couldn’t

“......”

mentality to see how much time had passed. It was a

‘10 minutes...?’

It had only been 10 minutes since he

can’t endure

minutes to expand the first stage of the mana core and these 10 minutes were as long as a day. It was practically impossible to

“......”

side. He could see Mercedes praying. Her hands—wrapped around his—were burned red. This was

I

over. He didn’t ignore

the unacceptable mana from your body. Would you like to

‘Accept...?’

moment Grid tried

things that don’t match

was a

be

arrogant tone. The person Grid longed for had finally woken

‘Braham...!’

to adjust the mana that is running wild throughout your

mana

have