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 like this. It was a message

spine as he was feeling confused by the

-I’ll look into it.

Lauel had also tried to send a whisper to Agnus, so he seemed to have

-...Please do so.

***

returned to the tower and tried to

Betty straight in the

skeleton for hundreds of years—she

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 been restored. You have to

heavenly gods he hated so much. All he could put

understand everyone’s situation. He wouldn’t hesitate to lie if it meant he could deal with the situation. That was how

“...I’m glad.”

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

***

“...I really don’t know.”

sorry I

didn’t even ask for more time. The last survivors of the giant species neatly gave up on the

instinct of the giants was their enthusiasm for learning. For them, incomprehensibility was a blessing, not

beyond the realm of knowledge and wisdom. It is composed of just

“......”

Sticks wouldn’t be able to identify

tower members and

***

“I don’t know...”

the yeouiju. The

you using it for?” Zeratul didn’t even know the concept of the yeouiju itself. This was surprising considering his followers were often active

rare

Grid only learned the truth today after being

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

must know the most about the

to contact Yeoam

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

necessary?” Braham raised the fundamental question. It was a question that bothered Sticks

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

as if his frustration had finally been resolved. From here on out, it was

would the yeouiju have in his hands? If Bunhelier really regained his

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

existence of the yeouiju and cooperated with him to

Basara had was a trap created by Bunhelier’s magic. He couldn’t tell the

“Squeak?”

worst situation and made

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

his crazy thoughts and eventually developed a feeling

him. This is

Just then—

“What is this?”

on the table

information of the ‘Unidentified Yeouiju’ will

[Unidentified Yeouiju]

[Rating: ???

the imoogi, who practiced for

hard to guess, is inducing people to despise and hate

to his

“Bunhelier.”

was clear. The purpose of

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

ominous dark magic power—5he evil energy, which was like the symbol of the Evil Dragon, spread throughout Reinhardt starting from the Overgeared Palace. Countless people living in the city turned

while Braham and Zeratul prepared for

“......”

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

has regained the