Overgeared

It was common in games that once one faction prevailed, opposing forces would be created to contain it. If it was difficult to control a single force, they would oppose it even if it meant forming an alliance. The Overgeared Kingdom that had already maintained its top position for many years was a rare case in the long history of gaming.

Why wasn’t there a huge alliance formed to go against the Overgeared Kingdom? Of course, it was because the Overgeared Kingdom was overwhelmingly strong.

However, there was a larger reason. They didn’t make any big mistakes. The Overgeared Kingdom that was thoroughly managed by Lauel rarely committed acts that would arouse the resentment of people. Rather, their use of various systems was to help people and generate profit from them. It wasn’t the so-called power abuse nor did they commit any deep-rooted evil.

Additionally, Grid’s heroic activities contributed greatly to the Overgeared Kingdom’s external image. Look at Lord’s coming of age ceremony a few days ago. For the safety of the many distinguished guests, the Overgeared Kingdom hosted the coming of age ceremony on a small scale and in private. All entrances to the palace were blocked and barricades put up to prevent outsiders from accessing the venue.

However, the people’s congratulatory celebrations didn’t stop. Countless people filled Reinhardt’s streets and called out the names of Grid and Lord. It overlapped with the duration of the National Competition. The other forces had no cause or courage to be hostile to the Overgeared Kingdom.

“It is a kingdom that will last a thousand years,” Pauld murmured as he leisurely enjoyed the scenery of Reinhardt. Hundreds of years ago, he had still been human. The many feelings he had when he saw the empire in its golden age was once again felt here in Reinhardt.

“The ‘cheeky guy’ mentioned by the toad many times is the master of this place? He is going to be a real pain in the ass.”

‘This kingdom is too strong to be destroyed using your power alone. It will be your biggest stumbling block.’ Pauld swallowed back these words.

Agnus would know even if he didn’t say anything. Agnus, who couldn’t adapt to his short hair and swept it back as usual, replied with an expressionless face, “Won’t Baal come out when it is time?”

“Indeed...”

Since joining Agnus, Pauld had visited hell several times and met Baal. Therefore, Pauld easily understood. However, Agnus, who said the words, didn’t trust Baal.

‘It would be meaningless if Baal comes forward.’

All demons were weak in the human world. The great demons were no exception. They became weakened by three or four times. However, Baal suffered a much bigger penalty. It was impossible in itself for his body to come to the human world. It was only possible to barely breathe the air of the human world by splitting himself into small pieces and transplanting himself into Baal’s Contractor. No matter how much stronger he was than the 32nd Great Demon, Belial, he couldn’t be active in the human world.

‘Well... this is why I am getting all types of benefits.’

Baal’s Contractor was the agent of Baal, who was weak in the human world, and the one who would complete the conquest of the human world on behalf of Baal. Baal provided a lot of amenities for Agnus in order for him to become stronger. But...

‘You never know when he will act capriciously.’

Baal might suddenly lose interest in the human world and force them to do something else. This was Baal’s personality.

‘What is Baal’s purpose in the first place?’

On the surface, the principle behind Baal’s actions was the fulfillment of his desires. He planned and did everything purely for his own entertainment. Yet was that really all? He was one of the ultimate bosses, so wouldn’t he have a hidden heart?

It happened around the time that Agnus’ questions started deepening...

The frog—Chepardea, Baal’s subordinate and Agnus’ watcher—jumped onto Agnus’ shoulder and proudly reported, “Croak. I found a graveyard.”

“Good work.”

A dragonfly sitting on a flower a bit further away was pierced by a bone thorn. Agnus pulled it over and threw it to Chepardea. Chepardea stretched out his tongue and ate it. Then he became angry. “Croak! Don’t treat me as a frog! Croak!”

“It’s here.”

ago. He ignored this noisy guy and stood in front of a quiet cemetery. He could feel the corpses sleeping in the cemetery. It was ‘Traces of the Dead’ that could only be used by a necromancer. As Agnus was Baal’s Contractor, the appearance of the dead and some of the characteristics could be seen. It was

“Put On.”

trampled on. The graveyard carefully built by the family members was dug up and a rotten body appeared. Subsequently, it was overlaid

your appearance and stats. It lasts for two hours. You can turn it off at

this skill is maintained, the use of all skills is sealed except

also liked the length

sweeping back the hair that fell down to his cheeks when Cepardea scolded him, “Are you a serf this time? Croak! Baal’s Contractor should use the corpse of a hero

“Serf?”

this was a serf to anyone who looked. He was even old. The

thought it was

before death.’ However, the stats were too high to be reasonable for an old serf. In particular, his strength

feeling puzzled when his eyes suddenly curved in

farmer

barracks everywhere, magicians experimenting in the magic towers, students being educated at the academy, knights guarding the streets,

gates. The thousands of serfs that had previously

‘It is great, Grid.’

had been an irrational beast, Grid had developed this far. A cold smile spread on the face of the admiring Agnus. He thought of the strongest army that would be born the moment he killed Grid’s soldiers and made them his own. As long as the Lantern of Humanity kept growing, his power against humanity

in a strange excitement

***

At Elizabeth’s workshop...

a master craftsman. Her name was always mentioned when discussing the continent’s greatest accessory makers. Her

for the

that it was hard for her to accept new customers. It was even

at this design drawing first

“......?”

over a design. Elizabeth laughed as she turned her eyes to him, who had white skin like the vampires she often encountered in the Overgeared

“Probably.”

“Hehe, really?”

many customers of this type. They tried to attract attention somehow to open

to do it.’ Elizabeth glanced at the boy’s group member with a

to me. Instead, if there is nothing special

or necklaces. Perhaps it

gift should be

did people

“......?”

complex but sophisticated figures and geometric shapes. The formulas and shapes that filled the design had a depth that pushed Elizabeth’s limits,

about these parts? Are you going to assemble a magic

an exaggerated question. However, the parts drawn on the design had a structure that was delicate

head. “No way. I just need parts to

are built like this and assembled, you

with and explained, “Yes, I want

was an old serf. He was unfortunately missing

difficult to make these parts with your

the workbench. It was a request from a regular customer who booked