Overgeared

In the distant past...

A new lord was appointed to the town of a certain kingdom. He was a very greedy man. He used every excuse to impose harsh tax rates and hard labor on the people. The higher the walls and spires of the manor, the more impoverished the people’s lives became.

Of course, the people didn’t just sit idly by and watch. They sent an appeal to the king while listing the lord’s guilt. However, the kingdom didn’t help them. It was because the lord was justified in raising the tax rate. The inspector dispatched just in case took the bribery money from the lord and ignored the hardships of the people. He praised the contribution of the lord for building high walls to prevent the invasion of the different species.

After the inspector left, the lord resented the people.

Why did you, who should be loyal and obedient to me, betray me?

He trembled with a sense of betrayal and harbored hostility toward the people. From then on, there were people suffering from starvation. More and more people fell ill and died because they couldn’t eat well.

It was Lars who saved them. The people who lost their lives after meeting the wrong lord—the boy took pity on them and used his extraordinary brain and his father’s power to help the people. Embankments were built in exquisite locations and large-scale fishing was done to give food to the people.

He didn’t raise his father’s suspicions. He explained that the embankments were built because he wanted to monopolize the big lake. There was no interference from the lord. It was because his father was the lord.

The boy, who was the son of the vicious lord, used the heart and power of his father who loved him to help the people. The hunger of the people was quenched due to the boy.

Then an accident happened. The lord’s eyes turned when he learned the use of the lake his son had created. He released poison into the lake. Dead fish floated on the blackened lake. The number of dead fish was so great that it was almost impossible to see the water’s surface. The only thing visible was the bellies of the fishes. The people lamented and the boy despaired.

“Why are you doing this when you should be their parent?”

The boy yelled at his father for the first time since he was born and threw himself into the lake. It was after chewing herbs that purified water only when mixed with human blood. The son’s resentment and curse that he would blame his father even in death if he took the lake away from the people lingered forever in the lord’s ears.

On this day, the lake turned black and then returned to blue.

The boy died. It was only when he died that he became a god. It was a rare case among the human gods. However, the boy didn’t know about his own death. The complicated memories of being reborn with the aspirations of human beings made him forget about death.

“You... who are you?”

The boy who spilled water, not blood, from his wounds—Lars, the god of fishing, barely managed to come to his senses and asked. He seemed unfamiliar with Grid’s group, who were looking at him with sad expressions. It was different from Debirion, who vaguely guessed Grid’s identity. He seemed to be ignorant of the world since he had been living in rivers and lakes.

“I am called the Overgeared God.”

“Over... geared God.”

“Like you, he is a god born from the aspirations of human beings and the emperor of a great empire. He is the one who has been protecting and caring for human beings from various positions.”

“I never cared for people.”

He might have a lot of experience fighting to protect someone, but the expression that he cared for them wasn’t

about to explode with

master of the divine world that was born not long ago. I heard the news often through the mouths of fishermen. You are a very wonderful person... additionally, you are the benefactor who saved me. You must’ve come to me for some purpose. If there is anything I

attaching the bones of human gods to its own bones. Lars was convinced. He would never forget the horror of that moment even in death. He assured himself that even if he fought the demons of hell, he wouldn’t be

gone. His trembling body calmed down like it was a lie. It was due to the warmth of Grid’s divinity that stained the land and lake with the color of

just before being dragged away to the No Offspring Tomb, accurately measured Grid’s level. He

this person. The moment that Lars’ instinct

up why he was here. “I hope you can live

the strong. Moreover, Lars had been lonely and anxious for a long time. He felt the attraction in his heart. However, there was a catch. “The meaning of my existence is blurred when there are no fish. In the first place, I have no power. I wonder if I am worthy to stay

of a lake or a river. Even if there was a river, Lars was a weak god. All he could do was help people catch fish.

you are a god who symbolizes abundance in a small way. It will be good for the people

god of fishing—their essence lay in helping people living in poverty. It would be a good match if they were together. They would enrich the

but this wasn’t something to worry about. Garion was the god of the earth and Piaro was among the apostles of

if that is the case.” Lars happily

has become a member of

risen

Lars in the Overgeared World, the scale of the Overgeared

and the god of fishing, Lars, have activated the ‘Gods of Abundance (1)’

buffs that increase the experience rate, decrease the penalty of an empty stomach, increase movement speed in forests, and increase the time

‘That’s it.’

was a good start. Grid inwardly exclaimed with joy, but he couldn’t smile. He was worried about the specter he encountered at the No Offspring Tomb, which could be seen

evil. It felt similar to

range of activity of such a being

were likely to be repercussions if he left the other being alone. However, there was a part of Grid that was reluctant to subdue him prematurely. The biggest

been discovered in many years. The scale was huge so it was unknown how many traps and trials were lurking. It would take a very long time to reach the specter. Additionally, there was a high probability

defeat them alone. An attack was only possible if the apostles were mobilized. However, he couldn’t afford to invest in attacking the No Offspring Tomb right now.

the potions. The potions made at Reidan’s alchemy facility, which had been repaired after it was destroyed, were being stockpiled for the Baal raid. It wasn’t right to consume them at the No

‘No, that isn’t it.’

losses if the attack failed, but if it succeeded, the gains would be far greater than the losses. Grid and the apostles would level up significantly and powerful items would be acquired

‘Let’s adjust the schedule.’

case, the hell expedition needed a bit more time. Grid decided it was better to postpone the Baal raid until

thoughts and gave him advice. “It is better not to touch the

the specter that

a secondary problem. Think about

the specter?

the specter of the No Offspring Tomb? It is because

protect the No Offspring