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.

crying out to him —the Biban in front of him was the real

He noticed that after being freed from the idea of becoming

who made memories with Grid was an elderly

do you look

“...No, I’m not.”

aside Grid’s feelings, Biban’s recovery was a happy thing. It was right to rejoice. It happened the moment when Grid hid his disappointment and

the giant sword that rose like a great mountain started to vibrate. The ground on which Grid stood shook

became wary of the giant sword. The sword

his owner...” Biban’s murmur entered the ears of the puzzled Grid. It was a very faint voice. He wouldn’t have heard it if he wasn’t

“......?”

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

just

Biban blinked.

the sword’s killing intent has given

“You are definitely Biban.”

“......”

expression slightly crumpled. It was an expression that flashed by in an instant. This

you

what you are

felt he would lose if he was offended. It was really strange to see how Biban himself perceived the words ‘You are like Biban’ as a curse,

past that

he washed his hair these days. It was because he was reminded of when he suddenly proposed to Ahyoung. Wouldn’t it be insulting if someone who remembered Shin Youngwoo

I deserve to be

stop talking nonsense and focus

to be just half

be a

was a high possibility of getting injured even if it didn’t graze him. The size of the sword was that huge. Not only was it physically difficult to avoid, but even if it was avoided, an area that was hundreds of meters in radius would be devastated and the aftermath would hit Grid. It was like meeting an opponent he wasn’t compatible

ago. The God Hands joined together. They took each other’s hands and formed a circle. The circular

the damage, but there was a problem. It 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

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

hair and

“Hah.” Biban admired it.

shockwave. It was a miracle caused

quickly adjusted his posture and shouted,

independent as a completely separate being from me, so I can’t

to leave that alone and

said it—he could no longer control the giant sword. Then such a thing shouldn’t remain in Biban’s mental world. It was like leaving cancer cells behind. Biban knew it as

is no other

giant sword 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