Overgeared

“Kukuk...! Kuahahahat!”

Superhuman Strength Loyal Subject—it would be a very unfamiliar title to the humans of this time. However, just 300 years ago, the prestige of Superhuman Strength Loyal Subject Antrino was great.

With a head to body ratio of 1:4, Antrino showed great power within his well-proportioned body and was the strongest warrior that supported the dwarf race. It was only due to him that the wealth of the dwarves could be preserved. He appeared in the ‘Unfinished Biography’ that was about Muller’s last years as the subject of the sentence ‘Every sword I hit him with was broken so I was in trouble.’ In terms of strength alone, Antrino was comparable to the legends of the previous generation.

He was still energetic and boasted dark hair. From his perspective, Grid was just a little boy. He was better than Pagma, but he was still lacking compared to the other legends that Antrino had met.

‘No, it is hard to say he is better than Pagma.’

Pagma might be evil, but he showed great power by combining several sword dances. Meanwhile, Grid had a strong body and high strength, but he couldn’t use the fusion sword dances. He might be ahead of Pagma in strength, but his overall ability was lower in terms of technical aspect.

Antrino burst out laughing at the courage of this child who hadn’t even completed his heart, body, and technique. “Your qualifications have already been confirmed. You can’t overcome my strength and even my strength can’t open the door of Pandemonium. You will never be able to enter Pandemonium.”

“Is it necessary for me to make fun of your tongue? Don’t you know that you should look at the tall and short things? Ah, you don’t know because you’ve never been tall.”

His words came out naturally. Grid’s provocative look and tone caught Antrino’s attention.

“You are fearless. Perhaps you... the person who is Pagma’s Descendant doesn’t know me?”

“I might be Pagma’s Descendant, but I only inherited his technique. I have no way of knowing what happened between you and Pagma.”

“Kukuk, this is why you’re so arrogant.”

Antrino shrugged and took out a book. It was a familiar book for Grid—the dictionary of minerals, something naturally acquired after changing to the blacksmith class. Players couldn’t share or give it to others, but it seemed different for NPCs.

Antrino opened up the dictionary of minerals. The minerals information he accumulated throughout his life meant his book was twice as thick as Grid’s book. Antrino was a warrior, yet he accumulated so much information on minerals...

‘Does he have a miner or blacksmith as a second class?’

Grid never considered a second class to be a domain specific to players. It was natural. Wasn’t Pagma a legendary blacksmith and Baal’s Contractor? Grid guessed that many named NPCs had two or more classes and it was true.

[You have acquired new mineral information.]

[You have acquired new mineral information.]

[You have acquired new...]

[You have acquired...]

......

…

Was it benefiting through any means? In return for a glimpse at Antrino’s dictionary of minerals, Grid managed to achieve a collection twice as large as before. Originally, more than half of the pages in his book were blank. Now they were almost full, with only less than 10% of it being blank.

about what was happening. “You are a legendary blacksmith, so your knowledge of minerals must be more profound than mine.

you know the power of the years

it and read the information of the regi stone from one of the

[Regi Stone]

in the world. A strong adult male is limited to holding a fingernail-sized regi

mineral with

to hardness. This

to 80 kilograms... it would be ineffective to make something using the regi

take me a few months to

voice rang in Grid’s ears as he was lost in thought. Grid felt it the first time he met this person, but Antrino was

“……”

realize now that

“Hmm...”

door was limited to ‘only one dwarf can pass through,’ it would still weigh thousands of tons, and it would be impossible to open with physical strength. It was

be nervous, but Grid’s expression was calm. “Just because

are crazy to

and asked King Charles, “Your Majesty, do you mind

probably deny it. It was as expected. “I can do it myself.

seems that he is a person who

expression softened somewhat. The word ‘humiliated’ seduced him. King Charles made a big smile and shouted, “Summon all the people before Pandemonium!

“Attention!”

shook his head after reading King Charles’ intentions and the lion-maned

I don’t understand the

a race to use the entire nation for personal revenge? It was as the empress had evaluated before her death—Charles’ vessel was small. She hoped that her child, who was younger than 100 years old, could grow up well. Of course, it was only by transcending death that he could qualify as a king. Among the 111 princes and princesses, only two or three could transcend

“Let’s go to Pandemonium.”

led the way with

***

‘Indeed.’

It was the size that one dwarf could barely

“Then I’m going.”

crowd. There was no reason to delay time when he wanted to see Pagma’s Descendant disgraced. King Charles looked around at the crowd filling the entrance of Pandemonium and shouted, “The descendant

“Booooo!”

dwarves suspected and disliked Grid, except for

‘Damn Pagma.’

the midst of the unpleasant jeering, Grid clicked his tongue and placed his hand on the entrance of Pandemonium. He felt a tremendous weight. He was certain that this door wouldn’t move even if he pushed

“Sigh.”

felt like they had eaten something good when seeing the descendant of their

open a door that

He can’t understand what he is facing. Spit. It

want to quickly see his despairing

stood in the middle of