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.

Antrino had no idea about what was happening. “You are a legendary blacksmith, so your

the power

felt embarrassed. Even so, he didn’t express it and read the information of the regi stone from one of the many

[Regi Stone]

in the world. A strong adult male is

a mineral with

directly related to hardness. This

a fingernail was at least 60 to 80 kilograms... it would be ineffective to make something using the regi stone. The shape wouldn’t change no

take me a few months

he was lost in thought. Grid felt it the first time he met this

“……”

is it? Do you realize now that

“Hmm...”

it would be impossible

because you can’t open it doesn’t mean

are crazy to the

King Charles, “Your Majesty, do you mind if I guide

to take action himself—Antrino thought it was reasonable, considering the empress’ personality that he remembered. However, King Charles would probably deny it. It was as expected. “I can do it myself. Is it necessary to entrust this simple work to outsiders? I

a person who needs

Charles’ expression softened somewhat. The word ‘humiliated’ seduced him. King Charles made a big smile and

“Attention!”

his head after reading

don’t understand

the leader of 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

“Let’s go to Pandemonium.”

the

***

‘Indeed.’

It was the size

“Then I’m going.”

crowd filling the entrance of Pandemonium and shouted, “The descendant of Pagma, the

“Booooo!”

were boos from all over the place. Most of the dwarves suspected and disliked Grid, except for the ones who met Grid. It was natural since he was

‘Damn Pagma.’

respected Pagma, but he resented Pagma’s actions that made things worse every time. In 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 with all

“Sigh.”

had eaten something good when seeing the

Descendant is trying to open a door

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

I want to quickly see

of the dwarves were heightened. Grid stood in the middle of the enemy and