Overgeared

"I thought I was going to die." Nefelina's words were extreme. It seemed she had struggled quite a bit during the Hell Gao raid.

From Grid's perspective, it was hard to understand. Certainly, Hell Gao, who appeared with seven fire stones, was strong. His body might be sealed and he borrowed the bodies of demonic creatures, but the 9th Great Demon's majesty wasn't for nothing. Nevertheless, he should be a relatively easy opponent if the six messengers joined forces. It didn't matter how many fire stones there were. Just remove them. Despite a lot of hardships, Grid and Mercedes had succeeded in the raid with just the two of them.

Nefelina explained to the confused Grid, "That madman Braham didn't take action and just watched."

"Bah, it is too disgraceful to join forces to kill such a thing."

"That stone Zikfrector slept on the spot!"

"It wasn't my will."

"Mercedes took a long time to collect one fire stone!"

"The grandmaster slept in the spot where the fire stones were generated. It took me a while to break through his barrier of runes."

"......"

Grid summarized Nefelina's words: Braham sat on the sidelines during the battle, Zikfrector did nothing, and Mercedes failed to remove the fire stones in time. In other words, the other three people—Nefelina, Sariel, and Piaro—had a tough battle.

Grid would've been upset if he was Nefelina. Still, what could he do? Braham was impossible to control and Zikfrector was bound by the Curse of Sloth. The reason why Mercedes' fire stone removal wasn't easy was an accident.

'If there was no accident, they would've easily killed Hell Gao without Braham and Zikfrector... in any case, it is my fault.'

He hadn't predicted the possibility of Braham and Zikfrector trolling. He couldn't predict this unfortunate accident. However, Grid oversaw the Hell Gao expedition and had to bear the responsibility for the accident.

"I'm sorry, Nefelina. In order to apologize, I'll increase the amount of food in the future."

Grid was actually already planning to increase Nefelina's rations. No matter the reason, she was fighting for Grid. She had the right to enjoy something. She already ate three times as much food as her size. Administrator Rabbit had advised that her habits would get worse if she received more, but it was fine if Grid gave it with the excuse of an apology.

"Hmm, if so..."

Nefelina's anger was calmed. She hadn't been whining while hoping for anything. She just wanted to nitpick over it. Yet when she received something in return, she was a bit embarrassed. In her heart, She wanted to punch Braham, but she decided to put up with it because she knew that Braham wasn't a simple vampire or magician. Braham also didn't cross the line with the future dragon either. He swallowed down the sarcastic words, 'You are a pig who only eats.'

"Then why did you just watch?" The messengers scattered to their respective places. Grid chased Braham to the nearby mountain and asked this question.

Braham struck Greed with Disintegrate and answered with an unwilling expression. "Nefelina and Sariel still lack experience."

Nefelina was a hatchling and Sariel had been in heaven before being locked in the Abyss. Their innate blood and status meant they had the same knowledge as a sage, but knowledge alone couldn't achieve things. They had to gain experience and open up their wisdom in order to help Grid.

"I see." Grid understood why Braham acted like a bystander and smiled happily.

Braham frowned. "Why are you smiling?"

"It is because I am grateful and happy."

The reason why Braham tried to instill experience in Nefelina and Sariel was for Grid, after all. Unfortunately, Braham's personality wasn't honest.

don't want them

"Hmm."

Light magic

cut down

bisecting Mir's body. Grid

read Grid's desire and spoke

"......"

evaluated, he

was close to a god. It couldn't be cut except by the Sword Saint. This was why the name of Sword Saint shone so much. It was also one of the reasons why Muller was the

break

because they couldn't be cut didn't mean they were immortal. If beings only died from cuts, then everybody in the world would be cut to death. They could be destroyed from the inside out. It was a truth that was less

"Grid, don't be impatient."

world didn't necessarily mean one had to take full responsibility. The shadow on Grid's face created by his obsession with the star-like existence called 'gods' was lifted by Braham's clumsy but warm

There

matter how excellent the moon night iron was, it wasn't everything. The moon night iron was something that ate away at a person's status. Braham thought there was

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fist. It was easy to think it would be dirty and dreary instead of flashy, but surprisingly, this wasn't necessarily the case. Deep understanding and logic were sometimes fancier and more powerful than a blade. A word could kill or save

tacticians, had so many enthusiasts. There were many duels of words taking place all over

"Binch! Binch! Binch!"

on you again today! Don't receive a penalty for swearing after becoming mad with anger. Do

were expected to

a story for at least after

controversialists, so it was hard to find a place or job for player controversialists below level 300. They had no choice but to hunt using skills such as dealing debuffs to the target and causing abnormal conditions. However, they were insignificant compared to the debuffs of black magicians, so it was hard to get

to kill 10. Yet if they raised their level, they would become a strong

'It is noisy.'

with enthusiastic support was as uncomfortable as the shadow around his eyes. It had been two years since he was hired as the trumpeter of the Lion Group. He had been active in hundreds of duels of words, securing

of each other's weaknesses and transactions, so wasn't it right to do it secretly in a dark room? Yet the merchants rented

a monkey

to quit this job. The reason why Binch

his employer, there would be no damage to himself (the contract contents stated so). It was also an opportunity to build awareness and the experience and remuneration were greater than anything. There

person isn't confident in his skills.' Binch snorted when his opponent didn't show

would delay taking to the stage just before the duel of words began. It was a psychological battle, but it was shallow. Binch had never

the hell is this great person who is delaying the time so

of Justice? Is this ID real? It is a lame

What type of Lauel is

hurry and come up, you son of a bitch! Will

booing Binch's opponent. This was a gentleman's game of culture and wisdom, unlike the bloody PvP. The duel of words was a noble spot loved by keyboard warriors for its distinctive characteristics. The crowd might be about to start a riot but Binch was reviewing his opponent's

Merchant Group. The ID is Apostle

because their level was low. The ranking hidden by

to provide manpower for the miners in the eastern part of the

in scale. According to the information provided by the Lion Merchant Group, the direction

of words this time is due to the labor

the Lion Merchant Group acquired all the manpower nearby after entering the eastern part of the empire. The Lion Merchant Group bought manpower for high fees that ignored the existing market price. Therefore, the Landy

Landy Merchant Group's demand was a freeze on the labor costs. They were poor to start with, so

"He came up!"