Overgeared

At close range, the physique of the blue tiger was much bigger than the toothless tiger. Grid, who was 183 centimeters tall, had to tilt his head back completely to get a glimpse of the ‘king’ character on the blue tiger’s forehead. Nevertheless, Grid wasn’t overwhelmed by the blue tiger and was fascinated.

The blue tiger was beautiful. The blue fur that shone with a white light seemed to make the jewels embedded in Grid’s crown seem frivolous. The iconic black tiger stripes, which gave off a complex sense of aesthetics that couldn’t be reproduced with Grid’s hand technique, blended with the blue fur.

“Pagma!”

The blue tiger suddenly arrived in front of Grid and stretched out his arms. All the twitching majestic muscles and the blue fur was menacing. However, Grid didn’t swing his sword. The blue petals of sword energy fluttering with the falling leaves lost their purpose and dispersed.

Against the beautiful backdrop, Grid stared into the blue tiger’s eyes. They were familiar eyes. Khan had always greeted him with such eyes when he reunited with Khan after a few months. There was longing and joy in the blue tiger’s eyes, who had watched the mountain and rivers change dozens, hundreds, of times.

“Pagma!” The distance narrowed as the blue tiger jumped and hugged Grid. Grid almost collapsed from the weight of the blue tiger but he used all his strength to keep standing. He waited until the blue tiger finishing rubbing against his cheeks.

“Pagma! You’re alive!!” The blue tiger cried. The black eyes, which usually held the depths of time, were teary and the pink nose was runny. The shoulders that were three times wider than Grid’s shoulders were trembling.

Then after a moment...

“Sniff sniff! Sniff sniff? Hyaaack!”

The blue tiger that was crying, biting, breathing in, and rubbing against Grid suddenly became frightened. He had belatedly noticed...

“Y-You! You aren’t Pagma! Aheung!”

“...I’m afraid you can’t threaten me with those eyes now.”

Grid hurriedly stood back on his feet and stared at the now roaring blue tiger. Scars that couldn’t be seen from up close covered the blue tiger’s body. They were one-sided scars—deep wounds that wouldn’t be erased for the rest of the blue tiger’s life. The blue tiger’s shoulders slumped.

“Really... you really aren’t Pagma.”

It was natural to think this person was Pagma. Unlike the other yangbans who acted harshly and in a vulgar manner, Pagma showed a quiet dancing posture. This temporarily overlapped with the person in front of the blue tiger. However, this human in front of him wasn’t Pagma. The blue tiger couldn’t distinguish between human appearances but he quickly noticed it. He remembered it vividly—Pagma’s sweet voice and the warm sunshine-like smell as Pagma reached out to him, who was crying in a cage. The blue tiger had been longing for it for hundreds of years.

“Human, why do you have Pagma’s dances?” the snarling blue tiger finally asked a question.

“I inherited the skills that Pagma left behind after his death,” Grid answered honestly. Lies were a deception rather than a consolation.

“Aheung... I see. Pagma is dead.”

Surprisingly, the blue tiger didn’t seem shocked. He reacted calmly like he heard news he already expected. Nevertheless, he couldn’t conceal his rising sorrow. His round face that was unlike his burly physique trembled.

“S-Shall we return to our cave?”

“Y-Yes, aheung. We should go and eat garlic.”

The atmosphere turned strange and the toothless tigers started to retreat. They were afraid of the blue tiger because of their experience of having their teeth removed.

The blue tiger’s ears pricked and he called out to them, “Aheung! Garlic? How can you chew on garlic when you’re missing teeth?”

The blue tiger’s eyes widened and the cuteness immediately disappeared from his face. The majesty of a king that he showed when he first appeared returned and even Grid was on edge. The tigers were deadly pale. “H-Hiccup! D-Dentures! We chew with dentures!”

by Grid and only belatedly discovered the

it

“...!”

area and could easily detect any visitors. He had no idea someone had appeared and gave the tigers dentures. There was only one human who could deceive the blue tiger’s

perhaps

was carrying a large bundle but there was nothing

“That idiot Hwang Gildong...”

‘Hwang Gildong!’

identity of the big hero who saved Pangea from a crisis.

“Take them out. Aheung.”

“What do you mean?”

“Dentures, confiscate. Aheung.”

“......”

the dentures of all 10 tigers. Thanks to this, the tigers became toothless tigers and scattered in a depressed manner. Grid watched this scene and asked, “Why is removing the tiger’s teeth related to

be exact, it is mugwort and garlic. Around 10 years ago, a wicked daoist sprinkled mugwort and

recalled a story that every Korean would know.

humans if they

eat it for 10 years, they will become

Daoist immortals are artificially

a story that applies only to spiritual beings. For humans to become daoist immortals, they have to train steadily and

the new information. “I heard that the evil daoist turned the animals around Pangea into ferocious monsters. Then why is he trying to make daoist immortals? Aren’t daoist immortals good?

daoists. One was the unidentified figure who was beaten by the great hero, Hwang Gildong. He was

was the one who hid in Pangea Castle’s underground dungeon. Arube was an evil daoist who had the desire to take control of

unknown daoist to be a mercenary hired by Arube. Now it seemed that wasn’t the case. The unidentified daoist was aiming for a bigger picture and Arube was likely to be the puppet used

will become dependent on the society of gods, regardless of whether they are human or spiritual creatures. They are always exposed

daoist immortal being good is meaningless unless the god who

so happens that the gods aren’t

particular, the gods of the East Continent were yangbans who treated humans as dogs. At

to turn wild animals

gods of the East Continent wanted revenge on the gods of the West Continent and had to grow their army. It seemed clear that they intended to cultivate daoist immortals and make an army. However,

the evil daoist steal

to this barrier. The loss of

head. “Aheung? I

“...!”

that after the Red Phoenix Bow suddenly disappeared, the panicked people thought an evil daoist

was like blazing fire. It was a large longbow but it looked like nothing

“T-The Red Phoenix Bow!”

at the bow’s information using Pagma’s Eyes. The Red Phoenix

abused by the yangban. Then he crossed the Red Sea. Aheung. Honestly, I thought Pagma would’ve died in the Red Sea. Yet Pagma crossed the

“Yes.”

did Pagma live? Was he ridiculed by people for

a lot to say about Pagma. He was a traitor to someone and a villain to someone else. However, he was also

tiger’s eyes filled with tears. His figure was so sad and adorable that Grid hurriedly summoned Noe. It was due to a strange anxiety