Overgeared

Chapter 1260

“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.

that I look like

bad to be evaluated as charming. It was also a very high evaluation considering that he was being compared to

it so it could be seen well by the dwarves. Then he declared, “I told you in the beginning! He isn’t

“Pagma's Descendant...!”

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

that Pagma died in the

Pagma is no longer in this world. No matter how evil he used to be, even

baffled when he saw

also feeling

Grid had this

should’ve beat

he just died comfortably?

the hundreds of dwarves, including those pressed against the window, stared at him. Grid knew it because he was

is carrying is among the

is the energy

better

to take apart those

Gasp, gasp, gasp.

dwarves’ sense of craftsmanship. Those who had lived for hundreds of years witnessed numerous masterpieces, yet they were still

felt admiration.

all. There is

Descendant that he can’t achieve any rapport

be displeased when the works he poured all his passion and effort into, the materials he collected after risking his life,

you swear at Pagma, but... I can’t

lower his pride just because he was in a bad

gave up his pride, he himself would be denying all

the work of others?”

status dominated the space, causing the dwarves inside the smithy to step back with amazement. Nevertheless, a few dwarves didn’t back down. They

you also

you selected an item from the stands. It is natural to

conscience to do business

Is it

Tang!

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.

sloppy to be

Hands came out of his inventory and blocked Pelot’s

“This...?!”

eyes of the dwarves widened and

a great ego

Grid’s pride in the God Hands was unmatched and he took the dwarves’ response for granted. However, the dwarves’

son of

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