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.”

adapted to Chepardea’s noisy personality a long time 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

“Put On.”

on. The graveyard carefully built by the family members was dug up and a rotten

On’ has changed your appearance and stats. It lasts for two

this skill is maintained, the use of all skills

had disappeared. He also liked the length of his hair

Cepardea scolded him, “Are you a serf this time? Croak!

“Serf?”

Certainly, this was a serf to anyone who

thought it was a

stats before death.’ However, the stats were too high to be reasonable for an old serf. In particular, his strength and stamina were great. It was a

feeling puzzled when his eyes suddenly curved in

is a farmer of the

the magic towers, students being educated

that was only focused on them extended to the fields outside the city gates. The thousands of serfs that had previously been seen

‘It is great, Grid.’

spread on the face of the admiring Agnus. He thought of the strongest army that would

in a strange excitement as he ripped off

***

At Elizabeth’s workshop...

the Overgeared members and had now become a master craftsman. Her name was always mentioned when discussing the continent’s greatest accessory makers. Her excellent

I’m not accepting customers for the time being. I can’t even

to the workshop were often turned away at the doors. Elizabeth was so busy that it was hard for her to accept new customers. It was

look at this design drawing first before throwing us

“......?”

had white skin like the vampires she often encountered in the Overgeared Guild. “Why? Do you think your designs will get this sister’s

“Probably.”

“Hehe, really?”

type. They tried to attract attention somehow to open up an opportunity for conversation and

the boy’s group member with a

there is nothing special then

make pretty earrings or necklaces. Perhaps it was a gift he

very special, but his mother’s gift should be entrusted to other accessory

did people

“......?”

she placed her wavy blonde hair behind her ear. There were complex but sophisticated figures and geometric shapes. The formulas and shapes that filled the design had a depth that pushed Elizabeth’s limits, whose craftsman skill had

about these parts? Are you going to assemble a magic

the parts drawn on the design

boy scratched his head. “No way. I just need

springs are built like this

“Yes, I

an old serf. He was

is difficult to make these parts

and tools she had laid out on the workbench. It was a request from a regular customer who booked a month ago, but it wasn’t an important