Overgeared

The moon night iron—Grid’s reward was small in size compared to the outstanding achievement. To be honest, if he knew from the beginning that fusion between the moon night iron and Greed (insane dragon iron) was impossible, then he would’ve asked to receive at least three moon night irons. However, the deal was already over. It was too late. He would be rejected even if he asked for it.

‘Unfortunately, it can’t be helped.’

He tried to soothe his heart, but it hurt. One lump of moon night iron weighed 800 grams. Once smelted, it would be reduced to 600 grams. Grid’s favorite type of weapon was a longsword, but it would be hard to make a longsword out of 600 grams of metal. The volume and center of gravity of the sword would be disappointing. In other words, it couldn’t be a luxurious product.

‘I also have to ask Braham to forge it separately.’

Since fusion of the moon night iron and Greed was impossible, the magic forging had to be done on the moon night iron separately. This would take away a large amount of Braham’s time. He couldn’t help asking Braham for a favor, but he felt very sorry.

“Hrmm...” Grid thought for a while before holding an intangible sword in his hand. It was a virtual sword that was the exact same shape and size as Hexetia’s Short Sword.

‘Link, Kill, Wave.’

He grabbed the sword. Grid performed the sword dance on this assumption and his movements were magnificent. The thousands of tens of thousands of repetitions of movements formed a unity with his body and soul. It was a beautiful and flowing sight that anyone would see and be fascinated with.

The mouth of the 3rd Seat, Radwolf, twitched. ‘It has gone beyond Pagma’s level.’

It was Pagma before signing a contract with Baal. He used the yangbans as a negative example and took on the mission of protecting the weak, but he gathered strength using any means and methods. He was a strong man who remained a legend.

However, compared to Grid, his level as a blacksmith and swordsman were low. The difference wasn’t the so-called talent. It was unreasonable to evaluate Grid as a genius when Pagma was born a yangban. Of course, Pagma’s talent was above Grid’s talent. The only reason why Grid could surpass Pagma...

‘It is the difference of being alone or together.’

The heart of the red phoenix, the shell of the black tortoise, and powerful magic—the materials and abilities that Grid integrated were difficult to obtain without someone else’s favor and help. It was a glimpse of what Grid had been doing so far. Unlike Pagma, who distrusted others and was alone, Grid achieved symbiosis by trusting others. Therefore, he was able to get help from others. It was just like helping Radwolf and receiving the gift of the moon night iron.

As Radwolf was thinking this, Grid analyzed the problems of the short sword. ‘The attack distance of a short sword is too short. The range of the sword dance is reduced.’

The range of Link and Kill was shortened. Compared to when he was using the longsword, he needed to take one or two steps forward to make it easier to hit the target. However, Grid didn’t favor such close-quarter combat. Since he could use magic and the God Hands, it was naturally more advantageous and efficient to secure an appropriate distance to fight.

‘No... this isn’t necessarily the case any longer?’

Grid had learned Lee Jeong’s fists and grappling techniques. Mixed Throw Strikes and Turning the World Upside Down. These two skills could only be used by approaching the target and they caused stiffness and stuns. In particular, in the case of Mixed Throw Strikes, the next linked skill could be activated without any movements.

premise that the target was stiffened due to Mixed Throw Strikes, but if this condition was achieved, the five fusion sword

future, I should prefer

He needed to get used to short weapons. Grid made this judgment and eliminated his regrets. He pledged to

‘Then someday, surely—’

now, but it was a goal that must be achieved.

with the precious legacy

firm heart as he stared straight at Radwolf.

dominate the earth at any time. However, there had never been such violent ambition in his eyes. It was clear that he harbored an ideal high enough to put Saharan to

reason why Sir Hayate

hope the moon night iron will help

it. His brother, the 2nd Seat, Fronzaltz, would be surprised

***

becoming a

the top of the Tower

a long time, greeted Grid with a smile as always. Grid’s expression was uncomfortable at the polite greeting. “I

god. The desires of the people and Sariel made

a half-god was because he didn’t want to be hostile to the gods. Now he became a god instead of a half-god and he was

most attention from Chiyou. A god who wished to be destroyed

“Yes...”

cup of tea.” Hayate sat down with Grid and poured a cup of warm tea. A refreshing scent entered through Grid’s nose and cleared his

opened his mouth a moment later, “I understand the fear you feel, but you don’t have to regret becoming a god. You know that a true god comes from the aspirations of human beings. It isn’t something that can be achieved just because you want it.

“......”

hostile to Asgard because he became a

are still qualified to be a god

“I see... is it because

the people’s aspirations pile up and accumulate, you will become a god killer before becoming a complete god... you will evolve into an absolute being with divine status. You aren’t at a stage to worry about

eyes and sighed with relief. Grid wanted to help Chiyou even if

he saw Grid’s heart. “You... are really

doubted his ears. Grid felt a crisis to his chastity and

have a personality where I

He couldn’t raise his red face. Then Hayate added something else, “If you need strength