Overgeared

Grid didn't care about the human nations and power compositions.

The surface, hell, the Hwan Kingdom, and Asgard—he recognized the world according to these four major categories and worked hard to protect the surface. It was such a hierarchy. It was also the cause of a sense of responsibility that others couldn't imagine.

"......"

One of his greatest enemies in the future—Grid looked at Mir, who was in his arms, and his expression gradually cooled down. The weaker Mir's breathing became, the more Grid's calm eyes seemed like an abyss.

"Sehee," Grid descended to the ground and called out to his sister. "Treat this man."

It was a calm remark. It didn't match at all with his stiff expression. He was obviously trying to suppress his emotions.

"Is it... okay?" Ruby's eyes were wide as she asked her about her brother's heart.

The Overgeared members had keen senses. Of course, they didn't hear the conversation between Grid and Mir. The situation was the same for the cameras of the broadcasters. They failed to properly follow Grid and Mir, who stood side by side during the brief gap where lightning and light intertwined. The light that covered the world was too bright.

However, the Overgeared members knew Mir's identity.

The pinnacle of the yangbans and the master of the Blue Dragon Dao. He was one of the targets for Grid to defeat. Grid had stated that Mir must be removed in order to revive all of the four gods in the east. Yet now he was going to save Mir.

It was true that Mir came to help Grid first and there might be a fledgling agreement between the two of them, but this was a very wasteful opportunity for Grid to miss. In the first place, there was a high probability that there was no agreement. It could be seen in the way that Grid was conflicted. Would it have been like this if Mir had hinted he would be on Grid's side? Based on Grid's personality, he would've immediately tried to save Mir. He wouldn't have hesitated in the slightest.

Peak Sword was the one who came forward on behalf of his colleagues who couldn't easily question Grid. "Are you confident that you won't regret it?"

A sword curtain was spread open around them. It was a decision made by Kraugel to stop the TV cameras from capturing their appearance and conversation. It was to prevent the Overgeared Guild's exclusive information from being leaked to the outside world and Kraugel himself maintained a distance and blocked his ears. It was awkward to stay in the place where the members were discussing things.

"Isn't Mir likely to be an enemy again the next time you meet?"

Peak Sword knew Grid's nature all too well. Grid would've never been conflicted if Mir had given even a small sign of relenting. He would get to the point straight away.

Grid smiled bitterly. "That's right. He will eventually be an enemy."

It was as Peak Sword and his colleagues expected. The atmosphere was turbulent.

Peak Sword asked a direct question, "Then is it really okay to save him? Mir is one of your biggest goals. He is an opponent you must face in order to unseal the blue dragon and liberate all of the four gods."

There was only one thing that Peak Sword and his colleagues were concerned about. It was Grid's regret. There was a reason people had a desire to turn back time. Regret was one of the biggest poisons that ate at people. Peak Sword and his colleagues would respect and support any choice Grid made, but they hoped Grid wouldn't regret it.

Grid understood their hearts and smiled. His stiff expression was finally broken. "We are on the same side today."

Mir helped him first. Mir's wound was gained in the process of helping him. He learned about the sincerity of Mir, who was different from others in the Hwan Kingdom. Etc, etc. Grid had many justifications to help Mir. Even so, there was just one thing that moved Grid's heart at this moment.

"However, today I am on your side." It was the few short words left by Mir.

This was enough.

I will

is writing the 15th

his arms and engraved the belief that

the

a world of many

aren't respected were

the gods were stolen were

of the eastern lands who stole the gods were

held in his arms was one

frustrates us over and over again, he will

person, he respected the

be small, but he gave them

bore the sacrifices for

believed this

could embrace because he

he denied the fate of being trampled on and

......

…

God Grid has completed the 15th page

warm heart soaked

Church are filled with a greater

smiled and stepped back. The facial expressions of all the

the poison in the local area where it directly penetrated the body and prevented it from spreading further. It was the level of relieving pain through semi-permanent anesthesia. It was

"......"

were a medal that would make Mir feel proud and a remnant of the

the situation and

on the gods. This was Mir. From his point of view, Grid's goodwill

did a favor first was himself but it wasn't a favor where he hoped for anything in return. He was always like this. He never hoped for any reciprocity, even when he

afraid of the warmth that he was experiencing for the first time in his life. His body and mind, that were like a sword, felt like it was going to melt away. Therefore, he turned away because he felt like he was going to

land and protect the Blue Dragon Dao

focus and couldn't answer. Then he belatedly came to his senses and looked at Grid. "...Yes, I will protect

was an order from the gods and he clearly wouldn't violate it. He pitied the blue dragon, but he was never pleased about the task because he disliked

a few minutes since Mir arrived in the West

got up from his position and bowed deeply. "I'll wait for the day I die to

grab Grid's ankles. However, now he didn't speak about regret any longer. He noticed it through Grid's casual reaction. Grid wasn't someone who was frustrated by a few failures. Mir was sure that he would someday

"......"

he would wait for the day of his death made

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At Asgard...

defeats. Angels were different from gods. There was nothing to lose just because they showed ugliness in front of humans. It was the