Overgeared

The Fountain of Life—soaking the body in it healed wounds and restored health. Not only did it cure abnormal conditions such as fractures and poisoning, but it also restored health by 10% per minute. The efficacy of it was definitely great.

Yet surprisingly, the versatility was bad. It was because it only existed in beginner hunting grounds below level 50.

‘It is purely an arrangement for newcomers. I didn’t properly take advantage of it, but...’

Every time Grid went to the fountain, he would find wild boars or goblins drinking the water...

The probability of that happening was ridiculous now that he thought about it. Didn’t he die dozens of times near the fountain? Grid shuddered as he recalled this shameful past. Then he quickly sorted out the situation.

‘In any case, Agnus took Betty there...’

Betty stated that when the two of them dipped in the fountain together, Betty’s body was released from the curse and started to regenerate, while Agnus became a complete skeleton. He left a short will for her to live a normal life in the future. Then he turned to ash...

‘He managed to find such a hidden piece.’

There must be at least two former Baal’s Contractors. Additionally, Baal must be dead. It was a hidden piece triggered on a premise that originally couldn’t be established. Agnus used the ‘opportunity’ that would never happen again to save a being with a finite life, unlike himself. He risked being turned into an undead...

Grid was able to vaguely fathom Agnus’ inner thoughts. ‘A woman who would suffer for the rest of her life before dying... I guess he didn’t want to make any more of them.’

Agnus’ old lover was now an open secret.

Grid’s mouth was bitter when he thought about the story of her death. Grid wiped his face once before opening his friends list. He wanted to convey at least one message to Agnus: ‘You’ve had a hard time.’

However...

‘...What?’ Grid was startled. It was because the name Agnus wasn’t present on his friends list. It meant one thing.

‘He removed me.’

Deleting friends—to be precise, the other person removed him from the friends list.

Grid’s thick eyebrows wrinkled. Putting aside the gratitude he felt for Agnus, his pride was hurt.

‘This jerk.’

He wanted to send a whisper to Agnus and argue with him right away, but he couldn’t remember the ID code. It wasn’t like they usually kept in touch a lot. In the end, Grid had to change the target of his whisper. He quickly escaped from the territory of the Tower of Wisdom by using Shunpo and contacted Lauel.

-Lauel.

-Yes, Your Majesty.

-...What is Agnus’ ID code?

-It is number 00013.

Lauel answered immediately without knowing the situation. His tone was cautious. He didn’t know the situation, but he had inferred the situation where Grid had suffered a one-sided friend deletion.

Grid blushed with shame and added.

-I accidentally removed him from my friends list.

-I see.

-What is with that dull reaction? Could it be that you misunderstood that I was deleted?

-I didn’t think so.

-...Yes.

Grid sighed with relief and designated a new target for the whisper.

Agnus#00013.

‘I am in the 10,000s.’

He knew that they started the game at a similar time. So what was this difference in ID numbers? How did this guy manage to make the Agnus ID that was 13th?

‘His fingers were much faster than mine.’

Aside from the shame that had returned, there was a lot that Grid wanted to say. However...

[The target doesn’t exist.]

“What?”

target wasn’t connected or couldn’t receive whispers—it wasn't a familiar message

he was feeling confused

-I’ll look into it.

Lauel had also tried to send a whisper

-...Please do so.

***

Lauel, Grid returned to the tower

Betty straight in

who had lived as a half skeleton for hundreds of years—she lived for others while suffering unimaginable pain and

into a woman safely and live a normal life, “Agnus says he is safe, so don’t

the heavenly gods he hated so much. All

He wouldn’t hesitate to lie if it meant

“...I’m glad.”

felt like there

***

“...I really don’t know.”

I couldn’t help

thing was that they didn’t even ask for more time. The last survivors of the giant species neatly gave up on the yeouiju, despite the knowledge they had accumulated

of the giants was their enthusiasm for learning. For

of knowledge and wisdom. It is composed of just myths and divinity... therefore, the very distinction of its physical

“......”

worried that Braham and Sticks wouldn’t be able to identify it. However, they were the only ones he could rely on right

to the tower members and returned to

***

“I don’t know...”

appraise the yeouiju. The same was true

even know the concept of the yeouiju itself. This was surprising considering

shows how rare an imoogi

Grid only

trace just before Chiyou

must know the most

to contact Yeoam through

the moment when the mysterious yellow amulet that Yeo Yulan handed over to him for communication

of this necessary?” Braham raised the fundamental question. It was a question that bothered Sticks and the giant brothers,

the end of Braham’s gaze was a

his frustration had finally been

have in his hands?

he recalled a scenario where Bunhelier became equal to the other Old Dragons. Even though they had been cooperating for over a year,

I announced the existence of the yeouiju and cooperated with him to obtain

it. The dream that Basara had was a trap created by Bunhelier’s magic. He couldn’t tell the difference and became obsessed with the

“Squeak?”

situation and made eye contact

as an insignificant creature that merely lived according to providence. It was completely

thought this far with his crazy thoughts and eventually developed a feeling toward

is

Just then—

“What is this?”

burst out everywhere and Grid came back to his senses. The yeouiju on the table was turning black. It spread so much sinister magic power

the ‘Unidentified

[Unidentified Yeouiju]

[Rating: ???

one of the two yeouijus held by the imoogi, who practiced for a thousand years,

is hard to guess, is inducing people to despise

came to

“Bunhelier.”

was clear. The purpose of this yeouiju was to

This caused a backlash.

“I believe in you.”

hand, shoved it into Bunhelier’s mouth. Bunhelier

Evil Dragon, spread throughout Reinhardt starting from the Overgeared Palace. Countless people living in the city turned pale

groaned and slumped down, while Braham and Zeratul prepared for

“......”

He barely suppressed his instinct to draw his

Bunhelier has regained the