Overgeared

Haster—he was considered the greatest professional gamer in the era before virtual reality was commercialized. His life had been likened to a roller coaster. It was so curved.

Evaluations before and after the launch of Satisfy were sharply divided. He was even on the verge of becoming the epitome of degeneration. His failure to live up to people’s expectations and his failure to perform in Satisfy led to a constant downward trend.

This was before he joined the Overgeared Guild. After becoming a member of the Overgeared Guild, Haster’s evaluation rose again. The public finally concluded that the great gamer was perfectly revived. This was how great his performance was. In particular, the image of him sweeping away the broken guardians protecting the city of the ancient giants with just Hurent was strongly imprinted in the public’s mind.

Once asked by reporters about how he adapted to virtual reality and regained his second heyday, he said, “It is thanks to Grid helping me train.” His personality was very humble and he established himself as a representative likable character.

Haster himself was realizing his popularity. He was careful not to disappoint those who admired him again.

The same was true now. Haster’s words were extremely cautious at a scene where there were many witnesses. He coordinated his facial expressions and speech like the actor in ancient drama.

“I finally found him.”

The blind swordsman, Cabelon—a transcendent who claimed to be the disciple of Sword Saint Muller, but went missing after Muller appeared. He was a suspicious figure in many ways. He was a target of vigilance. However, they couldn’t let him be hunted by Baal. Putting aside his suspicion, they had to secure his personal safety.

Haster had been authorized to operate 100 assassins from the Overgeared Shadows and he was desperately tracking down Cabelon’s whereabouts for the past fortnight. At this moment, he finally faced Cabelon.

Buzz buzz.

A restaurant in the center of a marine city—people were agitated by the appearance of a superstar.

“It isn’t an exaggeration to say that there is no place where the eyes and ears of the empire don’t reach in the continent. It is safe to say that the entire empire is acting like a living and breathing dragon,” the blind man at the table said casually as he ate.

Despite having his eyes covered by thick bandages, he was able to identify the location of the assassins around the restaurant in real time. The assassins of the Overgeared Shadows were holding their breath in the direction his eyes, covered by bandages, were facing. The assassins felt as if they had made eye contact and were somewhat nervous.

Haster immediately got to the point. “I will take you to Reinhardt. It is purely for your safety, so please don’t misunderstand and cooperate.”

“Safety? Was it because of this?”

Cabelon smirked as he pulled something out and threw it. It was a piece of purple fabric. No, it was leather. It gave off a terrible stench.

“This is skin obtained by cutting Baal. The 1st Great Demon was nothing special.”

“It was just a fragment. The Baal who appeared on the surface was nothing more than a fake body overlaid with a fragment of his ego as a soul. It is very weak unlike the main body.”

“In any case, he is forced to send such a trivial alter ego up. Isn’t that what you mean? I am someone who can take care of myself, so get lost.”

“Muller said that he wanted to meet you.”

“......”

Cabelon, who had been talking proudly, closed his mouth. They couldn’t read his expression because half his face, including his eyes, were wrapped in bandages. But at the very least, he didn’t seem calm.

“He said he didn’t know a blind swordsman or someone called Cabelon.”

was maintained as scheduled, what passive skills should be activated to signal special situations, if the quantity of

had regained, or for the sake of Grid

“Hmm...”

of Muller—the blind swordsman who had disappeared when Muller returned alive suddenly rose from

ears are very

of chairs dragging on the ground, the noise

go out immediately in the direction where

“......”

that isn’t possible. I clearly remember what your stride was like when you came in here. What? Are you a

laughed mischievously. Just

dining room split in half, just like his mouth that opened to reveal white teeth. It was the result of Cabelon’s sword drawing

the groans—it was the sound of the assassins of the Overgeared Shadows,

"Kyaaaaack!"

citizens unrelated to this situation followed with a slight time lag. Many people were surprised to see the restaurant

if you could evacuate the citizens,” Haster requested of

“Ah... Yes!”

simply third parties who happened to be here. Nevertheless, they all moved at Haster’s request. Haster was weighed down by the reputation of the Overgeared Guild that he carried on his

for the East Continent, the Saharan Empire used to be considered the strongest nation of all

were hiding at an invisible angle. He even hit those hidden in cover tens to hundreds of meters away with a single blow. He didn’t

a disaster-class monster. Everyone at the scene noticed it. If Haster was to fight a monster like this, Haster was

one person—Haster

is a

the assassins was so low that ordinary people couldn’t even perceive it right in front of them. However, it wasn’t a special thing for

reason why Haster was able to check the position of the assassins before the battle was because he could also sense the assassins’ breathing. The reason why Haster was still worshiped as a legend in the FPS world was because he used sound to play the game in ways that ordinary people could never

Satisfy, Haster had accumulated transcendence and had a physical body beyond human limits. His hearing wasn’t inferior

“......”

“......”

each other among those fleeing in panic—without any hasty movements, their hands clung to their swords as they

How much time passed?

Clang!

hung dangerously from the slanted ceiling, fell to the ground

skills that allowed him to freely control his own and other’s mana and use them

Haster’s footsteps became silent.

A gentle wind blew.

the situation from outside admired

“......”

in his sinewy

Just then—

should’ve aimed for the

his

‘Jewels?’

they artifact eyeballs? There was no

by a single piece of paper. If only Haster had aimed for Cabelon’s neck—it was the moment when the match that was close enough to be a tie