Overgeared

Chapter 1778

How could things work out so easily?

Of course, the road to reach this place wasn’t smooth. He crossed the threshold of death, and based on the danger level alone, it was comparable to fighting a dragon.

However, the ending seemed futile. He thought that he would have to find a specific clue or use some special method to wake up Biban’s consciousness. Unexpectedly, it was resolved so simply. He never thought Biban would come to his senses right away.

‘The words of the ancestors are never wrong.’

The saying that hitting someone was medicine. It worked most of the time, no matter who the other person was. Goosebumps appeared on Grid’s arms as he admired it.

“Your hands are really burning. Thanks to you, I’ve regained my mind,” Biban said as he got up from where he was sitting. His expression was solemn as he looked at Grid with deep eyes.

Grid frowned. He immediately pulled out Twilight and pointed it at Biban.

“Who are you? What did you do to Biban?”

“I am Biban...”

Biban cocked his head in confusion and Grid snorted.

“How long do you think I’ve known Biban? I won’t be fooled by this.”

“Huhu.” The Biban who had regained his wisdom—he immediately noticed why Grid misunderstood and laughed bitterly. “It seems the rude things I have shown have planted a bad prejudice in you. It is a natural consequence of my actions.”

I shouldn’t rely on the tool called the sword.

Like most swordsmen, Biban had extreme ideas. He misunderstood the intentions of the sword and developed the wrong willpower.

A swordsman shouldn’t deny the sword. It was too late by the time he realized this. Eventually, Biban made an even more extreme choice. He combined the realization that he should respect the sword he had denied so far and the heavy responsibility of slaying a dragon, and ended up becoming a sword himself.

He gave up on being human. He lost his wisdom and acted almost like a beast. He repeatedly barked unnecessary things like a timid little dog who wasn’t even a wild beast. Now that he regained his mind, he looked back and found that he had so many embarrassing memories.

The somber looking Biban fueled Grid’s suspicions. He was aware of the fact that he had been acting in an ugly manner? The Biban that Grid knew couldn’t do this. It was because Biban was someone without any cares. There was no way for him to make a facial expression like this. Biban was a man who knew no shame.

“Quit the absurd act and bring back Biban.”

“Um... I’m embarrassed to say it myself, but I am Biban. My attitude might be unfamiliar, so you don’t believe me, but this is my original self. Please trust me.”

“...There is no way.”

Grid slowly lowered the tip of the sword that he pointed at Biban. There was a stunned expression on his face.

many experiences, was crying out to him —the

figured out Biban’s situation. He noticed that after being freed from the idea of becoming a sword, Biban had recovered his intelligence. It was

Biban, a precious connection. The Biban who made memories with Grid was an elderly man with dementia. The Biban in front of

you look

“...No, I’m not.”

recovery was a happy thing. It was right to rejoice. It happened the moment when Grid

mountain started to vibrate. The ground on which

earthquake by floating up and became wary of the

Biban’s murmur entered the ears of the puzzled Grid. It was a very faint voice. He

“......?”

it is due to the experience of being assimilated with me, but there is a sense of identifying itself as me. It resents

just call it

Biban blinked.

aftermath of the sword’s

“You are definitely Biban.”

“......”

flashed by in an instant. This also

you

what you are talking

to see how Biban himself perceived the words ‘You are like Biban’ as a curse, but on the other hand, Grid also understood

that they wish they

suddenly proposed to Ahyoung. Wouldn’t it be insulting if someone who remembered Shin Youngwoo from that time told him that

I deserve to be

and focus on the

was rising. It gradually grew bigger. The blade of the sword that was stuck in the ground seemed to be just half of the whole. Finally, the sword

will be a serious

was it physically difficult to avoid, but even if it was avoided, an area that was hundreds of meters in

hands and formed a circle. The circular

was that the sun was broken with a single blow. It was completely different from when it blocked a large number of normal sized swords. There were too many God Hands that couldn’t bear the weight of the

raged among the scattered golden hands. It was a storm created by

black hair and

“Hah.” Biban admired it.

the incredibly powerful shockwave. It was a miracle caused by

his posture and shouted,

so I can’t control it. It is best to ignore it and get

are going to leave that

clearly said it—he could no longer control the giant sword. Then such a thing shouldn’t remain in

is

and was left with an ordinary longsword. He felt that there was no way to stand up to that giant sword. This giant sword was an image that had been with Biban all his life. The giant sword possessed all of Biban’s experience and skills as