Overgeared

“Are you okay?”

“I will be better after drinking some potions.” Peak Sword smiled and waved his hand at the anxious Grid. His bright smile made Grid’s expression darker. The dead could revive and slight wounds could be healed, but it was still painful. There might be a set limit to pain in the game, but Grid still wasn’t willing to accept it. It was why many of the two billion players preferred non-combat classes or chose archers, magicians, etc.

“...Don’t overdo it next time,” Grid declared coldly. It was intended to hide his feelings, but it couldn’t be hidden. Peak Sword knew Grid’s nature because he was Grid’s first fan.

“Ah, really. A person who dies every day is sensitive about someone’s hand being damaged.”

“It is at least a month before I die. What is every day? Additionally, it doesn’t hurt after death but a fracture is very painful.”

“It is a problem for us when you die, whether it is once a month or every day. I know. I know. I understand so lose that expression. God Grid, stop worrying.”

In the end, Grid smiled at Peak Sword who surrendered and then looked at the shining stone in his hand.

[Fire Stone Filled with the Breath of the Fire Dragon]

[Rating: Myth

A mineral that was born after ingesting Fire Dragon Trauka’s breath for 200 years.

An unnamed miner risked his life and succeeded in mining it.

Weight: 10]

Why did only one fire stone grow in that huge lair?

“The dragon’s breath sometimes changes the nature of matter. However, most substances can’t bear the change in nature and will be destroyed. This one was able to hold on,” Braham explained the reason and tapped the fire stone.

It was an admiring attitude. The myth-rated mineral was remarkable even to Braham.

‘What type of sword will be born?’

The unfortunate part was that it wasn’t ‘iron’ but ‘stone.’ This wasn’t the stone age so the value of stone-made equipment was bound to be low. However, Grid was a legendary blacksmith. He didn’t blame the materials. He had to use his skills to sharpen the stone so it was like steel. A fire stone with the breath of the fire dragon, who had existed since the beginning...

“I’ll focus on working on it for the next few days.”

Grid had no worries now that he knew he could come and go from Talima at any time.

Peak Sword cheered on Grid who headed straight for the smithy.

***

‘It is completely different from when I came previously?’

This was Jishuka’s impression when she came to the East Continent after a long time.

anxious and wary toward the foreigners from the West Continent. Now they were full of energy. No matter where she went, they treated the players kindly and welcomed them. Thus, she wondered if this was Grid’s

you’ve changed the world while I’ve been trying to gain

smiled happily as she quickened her pace. She

will take a day off before

still had a long way to go. Jishuka’s destination was the Xing Kingdom. Her quest was to find the ‘Breaking Evil Arrow’ at the

know why I should get

beings. In other words, it was an arrow that dealt additional damage to existences such as undead, ghosts, and demonkin. Jishuka wasn’t satisfied. Mithril arrows that were fatal to the undead and demonkin were

Breaking Evil Arrow has a

arrow. The Breaking Evil Arrow would naturally be better than the mithril arrow. However, was it better than the mithril arrows used by Jishuka? Jishuka wasn’t convinced that this was the case. It was because she currently wasn’t using normal mithril arrows, but instead mithril arrows made by Grid. It was impossible to be fascinated with the Breaking Evil Arrows from Jishuka’s position when she

needed to waste a few days obtaining the arrows. She would’ve quit the quest

“...Hrmm.”

Jishuka’s eyes changed as she entered the largest and most gorgeous inn in the capital of Cho, Kars—the Wind Lantern Inn. She already felt something strange just from walking the streets. The people of Kars looked gloomy, as

of the

areas of the Cho Kingdom had a bright atmosphere. Why did the people of the capital look like this? The vigilant Jishula called out to the waiter, “The menu please.

could she speak English after visiting such an obviously Oriental inn? Jishuka felt regret for a moment but

“Yep. Here’s the menu.”

basic English necessary to be

“Huh?"

was just

old. Jishuka smiled at the boy and gave him a silver coin as a tip. The boy, who had already been enjoying Jishuka’s beauty, was delighted after receiving the coin and treated her as a young

expressions are

“Ah, that...”

beauty and tips was

uneasy and unable to sleep. They

the middle of a capital with such

says that a wicked daoist is staying in the capital and playing tricks... Therefore, you should be careful. People’s gazes toward foreigners aren’t

‘I can’t understand it.’

entire nation and the sacred flames of the red phoenix had the power to destroy all

is clear that someone is deliberately releasing the

undead that could withstand the flames of the red phoenix? This was really a level of skill that

spine. She focused on

they are skeletons and

“Yes.”

zombies in the

hard to see them. The daoists of

end, this was the work of a necromancer from the West Continent. Jishuka remembered the face of a madman and asked the waiter again, “The

they have been fighting the undead... All

this is more serious

the location of the inn and the surrounding topography. The last place she stared at

there an empty

can see, it is a room that uses the entire top floor so

rent it for a few

Customer. One night in that room is worth dozens of nights in