Overgeared

“Agnus!”

He was a person always mentioned when discussing the top 10 strongest people, not the top 100. It was Agnus. He was one of the strongest people in Satisfy who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the supreme Grid and Sword Saint Kraugel.

“Why are you stupidly staring? Don’t bother me. Take out the medicine and get lost.”

No, it was more appropriate to say he was the worst rather than the best. The doctor Hera couldn’t fight and she had little interest in it, but Agnus was infamous. He was a villain who casually did unethical events such as killing all players he encountered at a hunting ground, monopolizing hunting grounds, or annihilating NPCs to turn them into skeleton soldiers. Recently, she had rumors that he was involved with the great demons who were humanity’s greatest evil. To be honest, he was a big character in the world and she only heard nasty rumors about him.

Gulp.

Hera swallowed her saliva and felt creeped out by Agnus’ empty gold eyes. Her limbs trembled. This was real fear. It wasn’t just caused by Agnus. Agnus was the contractor of the 1st Great Demon Baal and a noble of the demon world. He developed a skill that paralyzed those with a lower than him with fear.

It happened as Agnus and Hera were facing each other.

“Hahat! Hahahat! Goodbye! Goodbye to this damn life!” The client who had been sobbing about his liberation suddenly laughed and rose from his seat. He didn’t even look at Agnus who kicked him as he shouted at the boy in the bed. “Pauld [1]! Come and release the shackles on me! Reward me for serving only you for 31 years with my freedom!”

‘31 years?’

He was talking about 31 years to a boy who seemed to be less than 15 years old? It was bizarre in many ways. Hera felt something ominous and stepped back. The boy lying like the dead on his bed opened his eyes. Dark eyes stared at the ceiling out of pale skin that didn’t seem to see the sun once in his life.

“...Good.”

The boy spoke with a satisfied expression and slowly raised his body at a right angle. As he floated up and approached the chandelier, he looked around.

“Light. I can move just like I did in my human days. The energy of the Kunlun Ginseng replaces blood and injects vitality into the exhausted organs.”

‘Human days?’

Was this boy really a lich? Hera’s trembling gaze turned to Agnus. It was a sign to resolve this question. However, Agnus thought of Hera as a rabbit who could be caught at any time. His dead eyes shone as he stared at the boy floating in the air. Then he asked, “Is that true? You seem to have become a human?”

“Most of my senses have returned. It is just that I need to continue to consume the Kunlun Ginseng to maintain this state. By the way...” The boy explained kindly and slowly turned his head. His name, that was hidden in the shadows, was clearly revealed as ‘Pauld.’ “Who are you?”

“I-I’m a doctor who made the medicine...” Hera was scared by the golden name and answered reflexively.

“Then come and vomit up the medicine you just took.” Agnus’ expression never changed as he ordered with strange eyes.

Pauld doubted his ears. “Vomit up the medicine? Is my hearing function impaired? I don’t think I made a mistake with the preservation magic.”

“P-Pauld! Release my shackles first...!”

“Maintain your dignity, Haltez. You might be a villain who slaughtered thousands of people but your root is a magician. Reason and calmness are virtues and pride that magicians shouldn’t forget.”

“Y-Yes... I-I’m sorry.”

Pauld asked, “So what is the identity of this man?”

“U-Um? I-I don’t know either. What are you?”

‘Brainwashing magic?’

in perfect condition and gazed at Agnus with profound eyes. At the

Great Magician Pauld

and mana values will

of Absurdity’ is

skills are

eyes widened. “Baal’s

who had never crossed the high wall that was the legendary genius Braham. He had been the object of sympathy for the people of his era. Now hundreds of years later, he was considered one of the greatest magicians of all time. It was because

been acting so carefully

It decayed the body, leaving only the mana core and white bones behind. It was a type of ritual for abandoning the body. In order to be reborn as a mental form, there was no need

drained from the body and mana injected to maintain the form of the body. In addition to having to endure extreme pain, a huge amount of mana was

the ultimate magic so it was a penalty for no reason. For them, the body was a cumbersome obstacle and could be

case was a

became a lich was because he wanted

his tools be used in the future? Would his descendants understand his intentions?

his inventions and just wanted to know

periodically opened his eyes to change his bed. In addition, whenever he changed his bed, he obtained a servant to manage himself. He put shackles on the servant and

be no constant consumption of mana and the need for sleep to slow down the mana consumption. The lich was now a human and could walk the world with confidence. It was time to relax and appreciate the future of his works.

the dead and spoke cautiously to Agnus, “Tell me exactly what you want. Do you just

me the Kunlun

retainer, ‘Cepardea,’ is

ask you to

don’t care

his shoulder. Agnus currently has an ongoing quest called ‘Collect Lich Pauld.’ It was a quest he didn’t even think about. Agnus didn’t have enough time to spend with his lover Luna. Then he heard the

felt impatient when Pauld didn’t answer and raised his voice. Perhaps it was a habit when excited but he didn’t like the way this person shook while his lips were curved

taken has already been completely absorbed by me. I

split open your stomach and search through it, I can find the residual

Hera screamed as Agnus summoned a death

the other hand, Pauld was calm. “I don’t know what you’re trying to resurrect but even if you cut open my stomach and steal my medicine, it will be an inadequate amount. Both you and

“...”

about it? I will hand over the medicine recipe. Then won’t you go to

Haltez proved it. Pauld had confidence that he could control Agnus. It was a mistake that occurred because

recipe if I

“...?”

kill you and scour your corpse.

“....!”

shield to block the death knight’s attack only to

“M-Mumud?”

***

“Um...”

ranked player. This was how he explained it to Jishuka. Grid finally visited the Tower of Wisdom and checked his condition before entering the tower. Greed—to be precise, he took off all the items made from the insane dragon iron. Today, Grid was wearing all the items in the pre Blue Dragon’s

‘Good.’

[Tower’s Mission]