Overgeared

by Park Saenal

  An assassin of the dark gamers group, Blood Carnival! He whispered in a voice filled with spite after being horribly humiliated by Grid in the National Competition and the Siren invasion.

  “The world has many giants. Do you think that Satisfy is a world just for Overgeared?”

  “You…!”

  Peak Sword turned his head while placing a hand on his sheath.

  Puok!

  “…!”

  Tarma’s yellow dagger stabbed Peak Sword’s heart.

  [You have been hit by a lethal blow!]

  Tarma was strong. Grid acknowledged his skills despite easily winning over him. It would be dangerous if Tarma could hunt in an environment where he could attempt an assassination. It was virtually impossible for Peak Sword to defend against the surprise attack after suffering from the war. In particular, Peak Sword revealed a large gap while enjoying the victory.

  “Ugh…!”

  Puok! Puk. Puk puk!

  [You have been hit by a lethal blow!]

  [You have died.]

  [33.1% experience has been lost.]

  [Your level has dropped.]

  [10 of your most recently invested points will be lost.]

  [The item Peak Sword’s Sheath has dropped.]

  The yellow dagger continuously pierced Peak Sword who turned to grey. It occurred in an instant.

  “Peak Sword!”

  The members of Overgeared belatedly became aware of the situation and fell into chaos. A smile appeared on Tarma’s face.

  “Devastate Cork Island. Trample on everything and remove all traces of Overgeared!”

  He would deny everything they had built! The moment that Tarma shouted loudly.

  Pak!

  Pa pa pa pa pak!

  The assassins, who had infiltrated the island while Overgeared were concentrating on the war against the navy, started to run to the city in the middle of the island. The Overgeared tried to stop them, but Tarma couldn’t be stopped by them. The Silver Knights members of Overgeared didn’t yet have the skills to deal with high rankers and were completely fooled by Tarma.

  “Overgeared! I will plague you for the rest of my life!”

  There were at least two billion users in Satisfy. The intertwining interest and rampant causes didn’t make it easy. There was always something to lose. This logic pressed on Grid and Overgeared.

  ***

  “Kuk! Kukukuk! Kuhahahahahat!”

  The fortified city of Borneo.

  Katz burst out laughing on the walls. The Gauss users lost sight of their goal due to being blinded by money. They felt joyous every time Seuron screamed.

  “…Really amazing.”

  Yes, it was great to watch the power of money. It would never betray him. It always brought him new fun. This was the world.

  “Money is the best.”

  Only a rich person could say such words! The Gauss troops under the wall made demands.

  “Seuron is dead!”

  “Now give us the promised reward!”

  “I hit Seuron 10 times!”

  “I put a hole in Seuron!”

  Money! Money! Money!

  The users on the ground reached out to Katz. They were worried Katz would forget his words and wanted the reward quickly. Katz looked warmly at those who became puppets before money.

  “Okay. I will give you the reward I promised.”

  “Ohh!”

  He would keep his honor as the son of Japan’s greatest conglomerate. The Gauss players’ eyes shone in anticipation of the promised reward. Katz gave them an email address.

  “This is my secretary’s email address. Send the video of your attack on Seuron and your account number. The promised amount will arrive immediately after it is confirmed.”

  “…?”

  The hundreds and thousands of Gauss users froze in an instant. They were confused when Katz asked for the video. Katz gave them a baffled look.

  “What’s with this reaction? Is there anything wrong with my demands?”

  No, nothing was wrong. Katz had an obligation to clearly know who had hit Seuron and how many times they did it. A recorded video was definite proof. He had an obligation to check their videos to give them the promised reward. Most of the Gauss players had overlooked this.

  Someone shouted loudly.

  “There’s a limit to the capsule memory! Anyone who would record a video of the battlefield is crazy!”

  “That’s right! How can we record a video on a battlefield where thousands of people are struggling and all types of skill effects are overflowing? The video will be too big to be stored in the capsule!”

  “Hah?”

  Katz frowned.

  “What’s your point? Do you want me to individually check and remember each person who hit Seuron and how many times they did it?”

  “T-That…!”

  The Gauss users realized it simultaneously. It was impossible for them to receive compensation from the beginning.

  “T…This wicked Japanese person!”

  “Dammit! It would’ve turned out this way from the beginning!”

  “You just used us!”

  The Gauss users showed their hatred in unison. The Overgeared soldiers gulped as there were signs the war would start again. But Katz didn’t shrink back. He just made a surprised expression.

  “I can’t understand why you are blaming me. If you used the diamond capsule of the Comet Group in the first place, then you wouldn’t be lacking video recording capacity.”

  “…?”

  “You can’t record a video because you used a cheap capsule. Then isn’t it your fault that you can’t submit the evidence for the reward? Why blame others, when you should be lamenting your own lacking power?”

  “…”

  That’s right. Katz had no intention of deceiving the Gauss users. He planned to give them the promised rewards. His pride was so high that he could pay this much money to ordinary people. Katz just didn’t understand the position of ordinary people.

  “No matter how I think about it, I don’t understand. Why aren’t you using a diamond capsule? Didn’t Grid advertise it in the National Competition? It’s better to use this capsule.”

  “…”

  How could a commoner use a capsule that was worth 1.32 million won?

  “Damn rich people…”

  “A bad person.”

  The Gauss users no longer had the heart to argue with Katz. The commander of the Gauss army cried out.

  “Retreat! Full retreat!”

  The news of King Aslan’s death was transmitted to the Gauss Kingdom. Since Reinhardt was occupied, it was unknown when Overgeared would send reinforcements here. Thus, the Gauss army was forced to retreat. Katz shrugged as he watched the Gauss army retreating.

  “Anyway, the mission is complete.”

  Borneo. It was protected with only 2,000 troops. This was a result that Lauel didn’t expect due to the power of money.

  Money was the best. Katz once again realized it. Therefore, he thought that Grid’s items that couldn’t be bought with money were greater.

  ***

  The spacious fields of Reidan.

  Today, the farmers were working. The farmers maintained the attitude taught by Piaro and kept farming. Their origin varied. There were the people from Reidan, the minority that Piaro brought from the Altes Mountains (in fact, they were Prince Ren’s people), and the players who visited Reidan and were caught by Piaro. Unlike ordinary farmers, they had tempered bodies and unusual eyes.

  “Huh? What’s that?”

  The farmers wielding their farming equipment concentrated their attention on one spot simultaneously. Beyond this green orchard, a sandstorm was approaching from the desert. An artificial sand storm. It was like hundreds of horses were moving. The eyes of the farmers changed sharply.

  “Be alert.”

  Most of them were soldiers who had been on a battlefield. They had to keep their fields and cities. The farmers raised their alertnes
s at the approach of unidentified people, while the sandstorm came closer.

  “I can’t believe a city is in the middle of the desert.”

  “How can there be such vast fields?”

  The sandstorm wasn’t caused by hundreds of horses. Surprisingly, they were two women. There was a white-haired woman with a sensual body and a black-haired woman with a dismal atmosphere.

  The Black and White sisters.

  The farmers holding farming equipment were looking at them but they didn’t care. They didn’t pay any attention at all. They just thought of the farmers as ordinary villagers. They would’ve been wary if the crazy farmer who appeared in Siren was in Reidan, but they received information that the crazy farmer was in Reinhardt. The Black and White sisters were overflowing with confidence.

  “Let’s go.”

  White ignored the farmers and walked ahead, followed by Black.

  Step, step.

  The two women walked across the fields. They carefully observed the walls of Reidan.

  ‘There are only a few guards.’

  ‘It’s deadly quiet.’

  This was really amazing timing for a surprise attack. The base of Overgeared was empty. They would completely devastate the work of Overgeared and get rid of Grid’s precious wife. White and Black established the perfect revenge plan.

  “…?”

  Hesitation.

  Black and White were moving with a smile when they stopped. Then they looked around with sharp eyes. They sensed a strange atmosphere.

  Suuk.

  Sususuk.

  The farmers scattered throughout the fields. Every farmer holding a dirt covered farming tool in their hands was approaching quietly but quickly. As the distance got closer, they took of their clothes, revealing armor or robes. They put away their farming equipment and armed themselves with spears or blades.

  White and Black shook.

  “A trap…!”

  Their surprise attack was predicted and planned for? Grid’s foresight was mysterious!

  “This isn’t normal…!”

  White acknowledged Grid while taking a battle posture.

  At the same time, in Reidan.

  “Young lord, it is time to visit the field.”

  They were the Rebecca’s Daughters candidates. In addition to their natural talent, the 200 young girls became elites through training.

  “Ohh.”

  Lord’s cheeks swelled up like a balloon.

  It was fun to play assassins from Kasim, interesting to recreate the sword techniques learned from Uncle Kraugel, fun to train the divine power awakened thanks to Damian, and it was interesting to study with Sticks. However, he had no interest in field work.

  Whenever he farmed in the postures taught by Piaro, the muscles of his body were sore.

  “I want to go to the smithy.”

  Most of his study topics were fun, but the best thing was to raise his proficiency in blacksmithing. Indeed, Lord was Grid’s son. He had an aptitude with blacksmithing. Lord grumbled but the girls were determined.

  “No. There’s a fixed time for all your study topics.”

  “That’s right. There will be a much bigger effect if you study according to the timetable that Sticks set.”

  “Che.”

  Lord’s cheeks became more puffed up. He looked sulky. Whenever this happened, he would be hugged or given a knee as a pillow. Lord looked so cute that the girls wanted to hold Lord in their arms.

  “Stop grumbling.” A voice was heard from the darkness. “You will soon be a prince. From now on, you have to maintain your dignity. Go to the rice fields.”

  It was Kasim, king of shadows. In the end.

  “Waaaaaaah~~!”

  Lord screamed as he was caught by the girls and carried to the fields. A young child who was having a hard day with his early education. Before he knew it, the four year old who was the best genius of the West Continent was going to be revealed.

  It was the precursor of a new historical wave.

  Chapter 585

  Chapter 585

  ‘Grid…!’

  Their attack was anticipated ahead of time and a trap was laid? It was even in the rice fields!

  ‘Bullshit!’

  Unless it was a particular season, the fields wouldn’t be a target. The crops that hadn’t grown significantly made the fields completely open, meaning it was hard to lay a trap or ambush. Therefore, the sisters were caught off guard. They never expected there would be a trap on the fields.

  ‘Soldiers and guild members are disguised as farmers!’

  It was surprising that soldiers were disguised as farmers and waiting for them. They sacrificed their time to carry out the orders of Grid. They had to stay in the fields without doing any work. It showed Overgeared’s loyalty to Grid.

  ‘He did it properly.’

  White was convinced. Grid was an absolute ruler and genius before he was a blacksmith, overgeared person, or high ranker. It was dubious but now she was certain. It wasn’t a coincidence that Blood Carnival collided with Overgeared in Siren!

  ‘Since then, we have been dancing on Grid’s hand!’

  It was clear from the beginning that Grid had been plotting against Blood Carnival and then made plans to keep Blood Carnival in check. Indeed, an amazing man.

  Males. A simple-minded existence that only cared about appearance. The day had come when she would acknowledge such a disgusting presence? Her pride was bruised as she looked at her little sister Black.

  “Don’t shrink back. No one is a match for us. We will shatter Reidan as planned.”

  It wasn’t a bluff. White’s confidence was still perfect. She had never been defeated in battle when she joined forces with her sister, Black.

  “Yes, Sister. Let’s fight.”

  They couldn’t be hit by Grid again. They were still furious at the Ring of Absurdity being taken away. Black’s grudge against Grid was unbearably large.

  ‘Grid, I will take all your precious things.’

  Black swallowed down the poison in his heart. The ability of a Illusionist had the ability to turn illusions into reality.

  Susuk.

  Sususuk.

  The fields where the farmers of Reidan were working…

  Hwaruruk!

  It changed into a sea of fire. The illusion building ability of an Illusionist, which many people assumed with a legendary class, was no different from reality.

  “Kuaaaaak!”

  The farmers suffered burn damage from the fire that suddenly appeared.

  “Ugh! W-What is this?”

  The fields that gave peace and a feeling of rest to them was covered with flames? The angry farmers became confused and in the midst of their struggle, Black created a clone of herself. She made a beauty with a sensual body and brought it into reality. Then she equipped the clone with magic items and hid in the rear. It was the emergence of a fire magician that specialized in mass destruction.

  “Fire Spear!”

  Kwa kwa kwa kwang!

  The strength of a user that even Euphemina found difficult to handle swept away the farmers of Reidan. The number of spells used was very low compared to when she had the Ring of Absurdity, but the opponents were too weak for her to feel any regret.

  The storm of flames turned dozens of farmers into ashes.

  “As expected from my sister!”

  White smiled widely as she saw Black’s activities. The fat she burned while running to Reidan was slowly recovering. White chewed on a large piece of meat to speed up her fat recovery and became fat again. Then she swung her fists at the farmers.

  Kwaaaang!

  “Keok!”

  The farmers White thought of as Overgeared members were actually users. In other words, the users caught by Piaro and acted as farmers were in great shock. The users were powerful enough to break through the desert and reach Reidan. They were at least level 200. But they were like specks of dust in front of the unidentified women.

  ‘Wh
at are their identities?’

  ‘How strong are they?’

  A shield blocked White’s fist and the holder was thrown back 80 meters. White leapt towards the tanker whose shield was distorted. She used her bloated belly to attack.

  Peeeeeong!

  “Hup…!”

  The farmer crushed by White’s belly rolled around and was swallowed up by flames. Silence fell as the user turned to grey. The Black and White sisters. The absolute strength of the unofficial rankers overwhelmed Reidan’s farmers and filled them with despair.

  “Shit… Why do we have to suffer like this?”

  The users started to lament. They didn’t have a relationship with Overgeared, so why should they sacrifice themselves to protect Reidan? They grumbled about the situation. They were reprimanded by other users.

  “Don’t forget everything you have received from Piaro’s hidden quests. You should at least reciprocate.”

  “Isn’t your pride hurt when you see the fields being ruined?”

  “Think of the Reidan residents who bring us snacks every day. We can’t let those monsters kill them.”

  “…Indeed.”

  The grumbling users felt a sense of solidarity. Who were they? People caught by a mad farmer and forced to become serfs? That was just the outer appearance. They were reborn as farmers. The farming they learned from Piaro wasn’t ordinary farming. Their physical abilities and skills with their weapons had greatly increased. Now was the time to prove their power.

  “Let’s fight together!”

  “Think about Piaro’s teachings! Remember the action when wielding the hand plow!”

  “Waaahhhhhhhh!”

  “…!”

  White’s eyes became larger. She was confused that the moral of the enemies didn’t decrease at all.

  ‘Ridiculous people!’

  Their courage was doubled, instead of feeling despair and frustration?

  Kwaduduk!

  “This is funny!”

  White would rather die than be ignored. In particular, she couldn’t tolerate men making fun of her. White was filled with anger and burned the fat she accumulated.

  Chiik.

  Chiiiik!

  A haze of heat rose from White’s body and White became thinner and more beautiful. At the same time.

  Peeng!

  White’s fist contained the burned fat as energy and attacked the farmers. It was a fist that was several times smaller than before, but the power and speed were much higher.