Overgeared

“Father!” A boy with a bright smile ran over. His beautiful blue eyes were like jewels, and his dark hair accentuated his white skin. It was the appearance of Reinhardt’s greatest celebrity, Prince Lord, who attracted the hearts of women every time he appeared on the street.

“Lord!” Grid held Lord in his arms and ruffled the wavy hair. Lord might be 14 years old, but he was still a cute kid in Grid’s eyes.

“Hehe.” Lord rubbed his cheeks against Grid’s chest with a happy expression like a cat in the sun.

“You have to take care of your dignity.” Then a teacher in charge of discipline came over and admonished the boy who wanted this time to last forever.

Grid made a dark expression and picked up the blushing Lord who was slowly stepping back.

“What is dignity between a parent and child?”

“Your Majesty, I’m sure Queen Irene will be sad.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. It isn’t like this every day. Irene should understand.”

Grid drove away the teacher and checked Lord’s details.

He hadn’t gone through his adulthood ceremony so there were still limitations on his level and stats. However, he had acquired 12 skills that were S-grade or higher. There were more than 10 different types of skills.

This was truly the power of a continental genius.

It was possible he would become the secret weapon that would sustain the Overgeared Kingdom as Lauel wished.

However, Grid wondered if this was something to be really happy about.

A shadow was cast on Grid’s face.

‘How hard must it be every day?’

Braham and Piaro. Mercedes, the Overgeared Guild members, and Kraugel.

Grid knew because he had been watching geniuses of all ages.

They were the same as him.

The reason they were at the top of the fields wasn’t just because of their talent. It was also because of their efforts.

They went to bed later than others, and opened their eyes earlier than others to study. This was how they reached their present point.

It was the same for Lord.

Was this child really happy when he had to meet the expectations of other people before he was even an adult?

Grid had this thought and asked seriously, “Lord, what is your dream?”

“Naturally, it is to become like you, Father! The ultimate warrior! Additionally, the best blacksmith and a great person respected by the people!”

“......”

Could this be the damage of teaching by cramming?

Lord might have mistaken the wishes of the people around him for his dream.

It was the moment when the heartbroken Grid thought he should have a deeper conversation with Lord.

Lord exclaimed, “It is also to make my girlfriends happy!”

“......”

Grid shut his mouth. He shifted his gaze and hundreds of beautiful women greeted him.

The Rebecca’s Daughters candidates—they grew up from girls and were now mature beauties.

Grid pondered on it and asked a question, “Can you... handle it?”

“Of course!”

Did Lord know what he was answering?

Lord’s expression was so clear that the flustered Grid quickly let go of his worries.

afford it

more money if he didn’t want to

pulled four small dolls out of

the artificial elementals

“So cute!”

exclaimed with

wind, earth,

expressed their individuality with colors that

“What is this?”

learned elemental

people said that Grid was the ultimate all-rounder, but from Grid’s

you feel the elementals in the

engineering. Unlike actual elementals, they are

be friends

held the dolls in his arms

head. “Does it

kids were in Father’s arms and they smell like

an answer that allowed him to feel

Grid was rather dull

smell developed because he is a genius? Certainly, a good sense of smell

very diverse. He heard that people with a good sense of smell didn’t easily get attacked by monsters because they

I’ll be going. It is time for Teacher

Damian had been teaching Lord divine magic. Grid was thankful that he visited Reinhardt once a week to

“Yes, go ahead.”

said goodbye to Lord and

most of the fun he had

she heard that Grid fought against a high ranking great demon alone

“Please don’t overdo it.”

I will be

souls were born of human hands rather than god’s, and the religious organizations were worried that the NPCs wouldn’t go to heaven after they died. Instead, they would wander around. Of course, most people thought it was just dogs barking

Grid was often confused and

more he knew the NPCs, the more he thought of them as living beings. The more he respected and communicated with them, the

how many civilizations believed that

was an NPC who was the same as a

“Sigh...”

had made up his mind not to

let out a breath as he shook off his thoughts and moved to the smithy. Then he sent a whisper to

to learn how to craft

to craft a magic gun from Cradle. However, he was forced to postpone it because the scientist Margaret wasn’t in the

attend the party celebrating the liberation of the empress’ soul so she couldn’t be

you apologizing? I’m just grateful

-Thank you.

with Yura, walked a bit further, and arrived at the smithy. Grid left Mercedes to guard the surroundings,

all the craftsmen and brought out

“Can you smelt this?”

however, I think the probability of

even the dwarf craftsmen were hard

Panmir for his honest confession and gave

“Try it.”

obtained from Talima? The loss of such a precious item will

it isn’t

the

at an expensive price

were easy to smelt and made items to be sold for

way to increase wealth, but it wasn’t very

to smelting a mineral that was easy to

for

“It was nothing.”

and the

next people he met

“Use them properly.”

what

elementals was placed

sparkled when they checked the

amount of

we can