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?”

connected or couldn’t receive whispers—it wasn't a familiar message like this. It was a message that

went down Grid’s spine as he was feeling confused by the unfamiliar

-I’ll look into it.

a whisper to Agnus, so he seemed to have grasped the

-...Please do so.

***

to the tower and tried to

Betty straight in

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

the hope that she would grow up into a woman safely and live a normal life, “Agnus says he is safe, so don’t worry and focus on recuperation. Your breathing must’ve changed now that your body has

heavenly gods he hated so much. All he could put forward was strength and power. It

was impossible for him to understand everyone’s situation. He wouldn’t hesitate to lie if it

“...I’m glad.”

into Grid’s chest. It felt like there was a hole in his

***

“...I really don’t know.”

sorry I

was that they didn’t even ask for more time.

for learning. For them, incomprehensibility was a blessing,

noticed Grid’s doubts and added an explanation, “This is beyond the realm of knowledge and wisdom. It is

“......”

worried that Braham and Sticks wouldn’t be able to identify it. However, they

goodbye to the tower members and returned

***

“I don’t know...”

was no chance. Braham and Sticks also failed to appraise the yeouiju. The same was true of Zeratul, who was present just

Zeratul didn’t even know the concept of the yeouiju itself. This was surprising considering his followers were

how rare an

Sword Immortal Yeoam find and seal the imoogi with two yeouijus among all the imoogis? Grid

disappeared without a trace just before Chiyou appeared—Grid shouldn’t have let

the most about the

to contact Yeoam

Yeo Yulan handed over to him for communication

Braham raised the fundamental question. It was a question that bothered Sticks and

you just give it to him?” At the end of Braham’s gaze was

The mouse nodded enthusiastically, as if his frustration had finally been resolved. From here on

Dragon Bunhelier—what effect would the yeouiju have in his hands? If Bunhelier

Old Dragons. Even though they had been cooperating for over a year, Grid still couldn’t trust

announced the existence of the yeouiju

wondered if he was hypnotized by Bunhelier without even realizing it. The dream that Basara had was a trap created by Bunhelier’s magic. He couldn’t tell the difference

“Squeak?”

of the worst situation and made

mouse—they were as pure as an insignificant creature that merely lived according to providence. It was completely different

this far with his crazy thoughts

to kill him. This is a monster I should never

Just then—

“What is this?”

came back to his senses. The yeouiju on the table was turning black. It spread so

‘Unidentified

[Unidentified Yeouiju]

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held by the imoogi, who practiced for a thousand years, but failed to ascend

the energies, whose source is hard to guess, is inducing people to

came to his

“Bunhelier.”

intentions. However, one thing was clear. The purpose of this yeouiju

This caused a backlash.

“I believe in you.”

who was holding the yeouiju in his hand, shoved it into Bunhelier’s mouth. Bunhelier swallowed a bead larger than his body and was forced

the Evil Dragon, spread throughout Reinhardt starting from the

and Zeratul prepared

“......”

He barely suppressed his instinct to draw his sword and slash Bunhelier

Dragon Bunhelier has regained the