Overgeared

'œHuhung~ huhuhung~'

The large eyes filled with starlight were especially shining today. The angels looked in a puzzled manner at Venice, who was humming excitedly. It was because her laughter seemed to come from her heart.

Venice, the god of money'”there were very few humans who worshipped. It was because the poor resented the rich, the rich used their wealth, and the clergymen were wary of wealth. Money was something that was hard to be respected. Venice had always existed in solitude.

The reason she always smiled brightly was an effort to keep herself from looking too shabby. However, today she looked truly happy. She seemed several times happier than when she occasionally found rare merchants. They had no choice but to notice.

'œHere!'

'œ......?'

'œHand!'

Slap!

'œ......'

Venice forced high fives every time she encountered an angel. The reason she couldn'™t hide her joy lay in the secret technique in her hand. It was the dual wielding secret technique personally written by Martial God Zeratul. It was the thing that Grid wanted. It was an opportunity for Venice to gain reputation.

'˜My status will rise significantly.'™

There were many ways to build up divinity. The most representative way was to be worshipped by humans or to build up reputation. It was just that both methods were difficult for Venice. This was why she created a community for all the gods in the world, not just Asgard, and ran the sun carriage.

She didn'™t discriminate between gods. She treated them as equal customers regardless of their origin or affiliation. She slowly and steadily developed her reputation by doing transactions and collecting reputation from fees. She also gained additional reputation by leaving the legend that she traded with a famous god.

Of course, the experience of gaining fame using the latter method was few enough to be counted with her hands. Most of the gods who wanted something even if it meant losing their reputation were human gods. What type of story would it be to trade with them? It would be great to trade with the noble gods that everyone in the world knew, but such gods usually didn'™t have anything they desired. Thus, they didn'™t use the sun carriage.

Martial God Zeratul was unusual in that sense. He was Venice'™s biggest customer. Thanks to his delivery of secret techniques, the sun carriage was able to have an assortment of goods.

'˜It is literally easy to have an assortment of goods.'™

Unfortunately, it was rare for Zeratul'™s secret techniques to actually be sold. The reason why Zeratul supplied the secret techniques to the sun carriage was purely to satisfy his desire to show off. The unit price was too high because he provided secret techniques as excellent as possible. In the first place, there was a premium, so the average god couldn'™t buy Zeratul'™s secret technique even if they wanted to. Yet today'”

Zeratul'™s secret technique was finally sold. It was even a made-to-order secret technique. It was an opportunity to make a profit in one go that was equivalent to 100 years of business.

The trading target was the Overgeared God. Despite being a newcomer, he was particularly recognized among humans as the protagonist of miraculous achievements and he currently had the highest stock price. Venice'™s divinity would rise significantly the moment she left the story that she brokered a deal with the Overgeared God and Zeratul.

'˜This is what is called making a big fortune from a single transaction!'™

Venice suffered from poverty unlike her gorgeous appearance. For her, the words '˜making a big fortune from a single transaction'™ were very strange and exciting. It was like this even though she was the god of money...

a long time? I finally came with

of demons. There were even demons secretly imbued with divine power. Despite

to even find signs of war. At this point, the demons seemed to intentionally be avoiding this place. This meant there was something that the demons, famous for their ability to discern

the person in front of her'”Grid.

presence has

was close to treason for Asgard, but Venice felt no remorse. The only thing that mattered to her was her dealings with gods, not Asgard. In any case, that was just 10 days ago. It was a short time for humans, so it was a split second for Venice. Yet during that split second, Grid had

'˜What is the reason?'™

eternal life since birth couldn'™t understand it. How intense were the lives of humans who lived in the moment? They only looked down from a very high place, so there was no way for them to know. On the other hand, Grid knew better than ordinary people. He was a man who had climbed up from the very bottom, where there was no longer a place to fall any lower. His days were the longest

secret technique.' Grid was outside the smithy. The fortress-like furnace was behind him and it spread out a thick heat around it. The smell of sweat was carried by the wind.

product you have been waiting for! Isn'™t it a special grade item? You will definitely like it. It is a secret technique that the martial god made

of the matter to Zeratul. It was because Zeratul hated Grid. She didn'™t mention the identity of the client who wanted his secret technique. Zeratul hadn'™t been suspicious. Wasn'™t he the martial god? It was natural for the whole world to covet his secret technique, so there was no reason to wonder who his

a success the moment she received Zeratul'™s agreement. She didn'™t think

response as he took the martial god'™s secret technique was calm.

skimmed through the contents of the secret technique. It was the moment when her anxiety

is below my expectations. It is like

'œHuh?'

it back. I won'™t buy

wielding secret technique! It is the product you wanted! I brought the

I just wanted a dual wielding secret technique. I didn'™t say it had to be Zeratul'™s one. When did

Why...?! Why are you being

do you mean by a joke? I just don'™t like the product.

'œUh...! Ugh...!'

Her twitching eyes and facial muscles

does the expression '˜poor'™ fit her

transcendent beauty. Strangely, she looked better when she seemed to be

'˜This is crazy.'™

hurriedly came to his senses. He was wary that some power in Venice might'™ve been

mischievous and buy

'œ......'

tears would pour out right away. Grid was almost reminded of the young sole breadwinner of the family. It was strangely

'˜No, it can'™t be.'™

analogy of a young sole breadwinner of the family wasn'™t appropriate. Sure enough, it was a type of power. It might be the

spoke firmly, 'œI don'™t want to buy something worthless.

the dual wielding based

was a god. She had discerning eyes even if she wasn'™t particularly familiar with martial arts.

tears

'œ......??'

to laugh like a

bowed to the puzzled Grid and flew into the sky. In the end, the tears she