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?”

a familiar message like this. It was a message that said

as he was feeling confused

-I’ll look into it.

send a whisper to Agnus, so he seemed to

-...Please do so.

***

Grid returned to the tower and tried to control his

looked Betty straight in the

a half skeleton for hundreds of years—she

spoke brightly in the hope that she would grow up into a woman safely and live

was a player—Grid was actually much more powerless than the heavenly gods he hated so much. All he could put forward was strength and power. It was far from being

understand everyone’s situation. He wouldn’t hesitate to lie if it meant

“...I’m glad.”

relief drove another nail into Grid’s chest. It felt like there was

***

“...I really don’t know.”

I couldn’t help

to appraise the yeouiju. The worst thing was that they didn’t even ask for more time. The last survivors of the giant species neatly gave up on

enthusiasm for learning. For them, incomprehensibility was a blessing, not a curse. Yet they gave

and wisdom. It is

“......”

and Sticks wouldn’t be able to identify it.

the tower members and returned

***

“I don’t know...”

Braham and Sticks also failed to appraise the yeouiju.

know the concept of the yeouiju

shows how rare

imoogi with two yeouijus among all the imoogis? Grid only learned the truth today after being informed

Sword Immortal, who disappeared without a trace just before Chiyou appeared—Grid shouldn’t have let him

the most about the

he try to contact Yeoam

Yeo Yulan

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

it to him?” At the end of

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

his hands? If Bunhelier really regained his ‘lost

Old Dragons. Even though they had been cooperating for over

I announced the existence of the yeouiju and cooperated with

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

“Squeak?”

worst situation and made eye

merely lived according to providence. It was completely different from reality. The ever-evolving Polymorph was the trigger to cloud his

his crazy thoughts and eventually

have to kill him. This is

Just then—

“What is this?”

burst out everywhere and Grid came back to his senses. The yeouiju on the table

information of the ‘Unidentified Yeouiju’

[Unidentified Yeouiju]

[Rating: ???

the two yeouijus held by the imoogi, who practiced for a thousand years, but failed to ascend to heaven and instead became

to guess, is inducing people to despise

to his

“Bunhelier.”

didn’t know the intentions. However, one thing was clear. The purpose of this yeouiju was to isolate

This caused a backlash.

“I believe in you.”

it into Bunhelier’s mouth. Bunhelier swallowed a bead larger than his body and was forced to hurriedly release

was like the symbol of the Evil Dragon, spread throughout Reinhardt starting from the Overgeared Palace. Countless people living in

slumped down, while Braham and Zeratul prepared

“......”

barely suppressed his instinct to draw his sword and slash Bunhelier

Dragon Bunhelier has regained the