Overgeared

Chapter 1795

Intent—it was a concept Grid first encountered through the yangban Garam. More precisely, Garam gave him a vague understanding. Concepts like energy, mana control, the mental world were too abstract and difficult for him to understand until he experienced Formless Will. He still didn’t have an understanding of this aspect.

Grid saw intent as one of the concepts that blurred the line between Satisfy and reality. The fact that the system would look at the player’s intent and produce physical results was a transcendent phenomenon in itself. For example, the Sanctuary of Metal. The system had built a mental world that reflected not only the path that Grid walked, but also his subconscious.

It was truly omnipotent.

‘...It is easy to reflect one’s intent when making items.’

Yes, it was nothing special.

On the contrary, it felt late. Until now, Grid’s intent had always been focused on combat. He was a blacksmith in name, but he didn’t get any help from intent when it came to production. It was a part he often found strange and upsetting, but Hexetia solved it at once.

The blacksmith god blessed him. The blessing raised Grid’s blocked production ability,

He felt amazed and grateful.

“Ah...”

What could he say to fully convey his gratitude?

Hexetia stared at the distressed Grid, who was deep in thought, and finally burst out laughing.

“Get used to receiving things.”

Hexetia’s large hands grabbed both of Grid’s shoulders.

“If you are only used to giving, then the people around you must be pretty uncomfortable. It is like me now. I am embarrassed.

“No. I am someone who is accustomed to receiving more than giving...”

“The confession of a person who is in a higher position makes the surroundings uncomfortable.”

Hexetia dismissed Grid’s humility, only for his face to suddenly become lonely. It was because he was reminded of Goddess Rebecca. She, who used to appear and disappear from their sides without saying a word, never spoke with the celestial gods on an equal footing. For the most part, she remained silent and respected their choices. If that was the responsibility of a higher ranked being...

“...No, I take back what I just said. It is the selfish standards of a low ranking person that a being shouldn’t reveal their true feelings just because they are in a high position. It goes against equality. Just say whatever you want. Be honest and express your intent. I will listen even if it is in vain, so don’t hesitate. We should meddle with each other.”

“......”

The sight of Hexetia repeatedly changing his words with a dark expression and then a bright expression worried Grid.

‘As expected, he isn’t completely sane.’

that early treatment was important for bipolar disorder. Grid estimated the scale of the guilt in Hexetia’s heart and made a

set a valuable precedent for washing away the wounds of the heart and overcoming a mental illness—Grid felt

“......?”

felt displeased for some reason and his expression

“......”

explored a new unexplored area on the surface with

what it is, but I’ll listen carefully. Do you mind

the environment around it. To be more precise, it forced others in the area into the mental world. It could have an unintended negative impact. Therefore,

Khan looked a bit nervous. He was unfamiliar with the world of transcendents and Absolutes, so he had never personally experienced the power of the mental world. It was a concept he only

“Then...”

seen by those present changed in an instant. Another world was created. The landscape of the city under construction disappeared like a lie and a black-gold canyon was built. The cliffs on

was awkward around the celestial gods. It was close to being vigilant. It was because the Red Phoenix experienced being robbed of everything by

of Hexetia. It just silently cooperated with the creation of items.

heat floating around Grid’s mental world resembled the heat generated by its own flames. It could simply be because Grid had the heart of the Red Phoenix. However, the Red Phoenix clearly felt it. The fact that gratitude and admiration for itself was clearly mixed in

being concerned could feel. In that sense, it was naturally

“This...”

the Sanctuary of Metal was Valhalla of Infinite Affection. Khan’s wish for Grid’s safety built a metal cliff from Valhalla of Infinite Affection. Grid’s trust in Khan was buried

tears and

tightly. He followed Hexetia’s

Your words are a big

Did he hear incorrectly?

his

his human body and threatened even the celestial gods. This feat

lower yourself. Even the armor you are wearing right now. What is this? You are still wearing the crude armor I made with poor skills? It would be disappointing if it

He rested his chin on Khan’s shoulder, which was much smaller than his own, and whispered with

“......”

I just resented and hated

with spite. He had no qualms about harming others. He felt no guilt when he hurt others for his own self-interest. He had been subjected to this, so he believed that

love Irene and would’ve just used her. I wouldn’t have cared

you saying? That can’t be

I’m sure it

“......”

was comforted

answers—Grid clearly remembered what he was like in the

in Grid’s confession

[......]

in agreement, looked away in embarrassment while

“I’m sorry.”

[......?]

apologize for the fact that our greed and quarrels have ruined your

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