Overgeared

“Pagma! You have no such thing as shame!’

“Did you come back to die?!”

‘The interest is hot.’

The dwarves were famous for devoting themselves to their work. He heard that the dwarves were the type to turn a blind eye even if a madman suddenly popped out naked. There seemed to be only one exception. A crowd appeared the moment Pagma’s name emerged.

“Everybody, out of the way! It is my job to kill Pagma!”

“Let’s torture him for 10 years instead of just killing him!”

“I will drop a hammer on his little toes.”

“......”

New dwarves were constantly gathering. It had been a long time since the room ran out in the small smithy. Grid was pressed back against the checkout counter and calmly grasped the situation.

‘Should I escape?’

Why were they raging against Pagma? Grid’s experience was too rich for such questions and confusion. He knew that most of Pagma’s actions, while for the sake of justice, had betrayed or injured others. There would naturally be resentment.

‘Sigh.’

However, he hadn’t expected Pagma to even make trouble in Talima, a blacksmith’s holy land. He planned to communicate with the dwarves using the relationship between Pagma and Milepeu (dwarf craftsman).

‘I have to give the dwarves some time to cool down before getting closer.’

It was the moment when the sighing Grid was about to pull out the sword to use Restraint...

“Hey, you guys! Calm down!” The first one to recognise Grid’s identity and the owner of the smithy, Morain, shouted at the dwarves to calm down. “Have your eyes become rotten from making failed works every day? Look closely at him! How can you see Pagma from this ordinary yet unknowingly charming face?”

“......!”

“Certainly...”

The dwarves in the front row who were close to Grid were the first ones to calm down. They grunted as they stared closely at Grid’s face.

“His appearance is ugly compared to the beautiful Pagma.”

“Yes, Pagma was trash, but his appearance was charming. On the other hand, this person is only vaguely charming.”

“His skeletal frame is bigger and his eyes are as sharp as an eagle. He looks like he is going to eat a mouse.”

“……” Grid’s eyes twitched. It was unpleasant to hear evaluations about his appearance when it was hard to tell if they were praises or curses.

it mean that I look like I’m going to

a very high evaluation considering that he was being compared to Pagma. Based on the murals and memories of the past, Pagma had a

Grid and set it so it could be seen well by the dwarves.

“Pagma's Descendant...!”

rushed over after hearing Pagma’s name finally regained their sense of reason. Now all the dwarves had calmed

Pagma died

in this world. No matter how evil he used to be, even he can’t crawl out

he saw the dwarves’

miss him while also feeling resentment toward

moment Grid

I should’ve beat

just died comfortably? He should’ve died in

dwarves, including those pressed against the window, stared at him.

good as Pagma's Descendant? The sword he is carrying is among the top 10

the energy of two

he better than

to take apart

Gasp, gasp, gasp.

Grid made directly were stimulating the dwarves’ sense of craftsmanship. Those who had lived for hundreds of years witnessed numerous masterpieces,

course, not all dwarves felt admiration. A few

all. There is only a glossy surface just like the garbage

because he is Pagma's Descendant that he can’t achieve

the works he poured all his passion and effort into, the materials he collected after risking his life, and the skills recognized by the

you swear at Pagma, but... I can’t listen to my

lower his pride just because he

himself would be denying all the

work of others?” Grid declared coldly and the atmosphere

a few dwarves didn’t back down. They were the ones who demeaned Grid’s

also

our work until you selected an item from the stands. It is natural to evaluate all works. You should quit being a blacksmith if you don’t want

don’t sell my conscience to do

it a

Tang!

mane—Pelot, the owner of this hairstyle that highlighted his bigger face even more, became furious while arguing with Grid and threw his hammer. Grid wasn’t wary at all. It was because Pelot’s throwing skill was only at a rudimentary level and there wasn’t any killing intent in the throw. The trajectory of the hammer was just a simple threat and it slightly

this too sloppy to

Hands came out of his inventory and blocked Pelot’s hammer on

“This...?!”

dwarves widened

also have a great

current God Hands were the result of enhancing pavranium, the best of Pagma’s legacy. Grid’s pride in the God Hands was unmatched and he took the dwarves’ response for granted. However, the dwarves’ intense reaction didn’t stem

son of