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.’

was important for bipolar disorder. Grid estimated the scale of the guilt in Hexetia’s

who set a valuable precedent for washing away the wounds of the heart and overcoming a mental illness—Grid felt a genuine respect for Agnus. He believed that Agnus would definitely be of

“......?”

some reason and his expression

“......”

ears as he explored a new unexplored

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

nodded and asked for Hexetia’s consent. The mental world forcibly changed the environment around it. To be more precise, it forced others in the area into the mental world. It could have an unintended

he had never

“Then...”

Metal. The scenery 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 both sides

the Tomb of the Gods, muttered. In fact, the Red Phoenix was awkward around the celestial gods. It was close to being vigilant. It was because the Red

originally cautious and taciturn Red Phoenix didn’t bother revealing itself in front of Hexetia. It just silently cooperated with the creation of items. Yet at this moment, it spoke

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

feel. In that sense, it was naturally Khan who was the

“This...”

for Grid’s safety built a metal cliff from Valhalla of Infinite Affection.

the end, Khan shed tears and Grid couldn’t

Grid said while hugging Khan tightly. He followed Hexetia’s advice and

Your words are a big

Did he hear incorrectly?

with a blank expression, abruptly raised his voice. “You are just you. Don’t say such

his human body and threatened even the celestial gods. This feat shouldn’t be disparaged

be swayed by emotions and 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 was simply because you missed me. If you failed because

Grid didn’t let go of Khan. He rested his chin on Khan’s shoulder, which was much smaller than his

“......”

just resented and hated them.

as Agnus? It was unconditionally the case. Until he met Khan, he always felt betrayed by the world and was filled with spite. He had no qualms about

been able to love Irene and would’ve just used her. I wouldn’t have cared what happened to

what are you saying?

I’m sure it would

“......”

He was comforted

remembered what he was

Grid’s confession and muttered, “...Khan saved the

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Phoenix, who had been nodding in agreement,

“I’m sorry.”

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for the fact that our greed

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