Chapter 336
"Indeed, my grandchild is great! He doesn't cry when doing a poo, he's a real man! Just like me!”
“It's good if you're dexterous like me. He is also pretty like Irene, and smart."
"Ha! He's perfect! It is almost a perfect work by God! Giving birth to such a great son, I respect you!"
“I admire the man who helped give birth to a lovely woman like Irene!"
"Kelkelkel!"
"Hahaha!"
Grid and Marquis Steim made a fuss as the maid changed Lord's diaper. The great lords who represented their nation had forgotten their dignity. Irene was somewhat disgruntled, but didn't say anything. She didn't want to break their excitement because she understood their hearts.
“Lord is sleepy. We shouldn't interrupt his nap time, so we should go out."
"T-This… I want to play together a bit more."
"Father is right. Don't you know how important sleeping is for a child when growing up? We shouldn't prevent him from sleeping.”
"…It can't be helped."
"Sleep well, Lord. Chu."
The Grid couple left the child to the nanny and left the room with Marquis Steim.
After a moment.
It happened when the nanny fell asleep.
“…"
Somebody fell from the ceiling. It was done secretly with no sound. The sleeping nanny and knights guarding outside didn't notice the appearance of the visitor. It was natural. The man with dark skin and long arms was none other than Kasim, king of shadows.
How many people could detect Kasim's stealth? There were only a few throughout the continent.
'He's cuter up close.'
Originally Kasim was protecting Irene, but now he was by Lord's side. Most nobles cherished their heir more than their wives. Grid was the same, so Kasim changed his protection priorities.
‘Once he's older, he will attract many women.'
The last 10 days.
Kasim was amazed as he watched Lord. It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful and clever newborn. Kasim didn't share a single drop of blood with him, but he was glad to watch.
'If it wasn't for the empire…'
He would be able to marry a Nero woman, have a child, and live a normal life.
Kwaduduk!
It was at this moment that Kasim's desire for revenge on the empire was revived. Suddenly, the sleeping Lord opened his eyes. The newborn baby detected him when the nanny and knights outside the door couldn't.
Kasim was thrilled.
'His innate senses goes far beyond an ordinary person.'
“Abu! Abu!"
Lord reached out to Kasim. There was clearly a smile in his eyes. It felt like he was just looking at Kasim.
'Does he know that I am guarding him?'
This baby was the real thing. Kasim, the strongest assassin currently in existence. He became greedy when he saw the transcendent genius.
“Little boy, do you want to play with me every night from now on?"
“Abu! Abu!"
His eyes shone like they had lanterns. It seemed like an answer. Kasim smiled with satisfaction, picked up the block pieces and arranged them on one side of Lord.
"Throw this. Like so."
Kasim demonstrated directly. He threw a block and hit one of the dolls placed on the window frame.
Tok! After seeing that the doll fell, Lord laughed. But with the baby's control, the dolls were still too far away.
“Bubu! Bu!"
Lord waved his arms when the block he threw wasn't able to reach the window. His pride seemed to be hurt that he couldn't match Kasim. Kasim thought it was absurd.
'A newborn baby is aware of my words and is also burning for victory…!'
Also!
'His strength is already better than most boys!'
The block that Lord threw was very light. In order to throw it towards the window, he needed the strength of a 14 year old. However, Lord was still 0 years old. Kasim's enthusiasm grew. This child's innate senses and power!
'I might be able to impart the completeness of the secret techniques Master left behind!'
Doran and Kasim were slightly lacking in talent. They could only learn half of their master's secret techniques.
'But this child…!'
Lord Steim.
It was the day he met the first of his seven mentors.
***
“Oh my!”
The nanny woke up and felt like she had been hit by lightning. It was because the formerly clean room now had blocks scattered around it.
'Was it the young Lord?'
A newborn baby climbed down from bed and played with toys? It was nonsense, the nanny was well aware of this. But if someone had entered the room, the knights outside the door would've called out and woken her up. She was forced to suspect Lord.
However…
Lord was in a deep sleep. His sleeping form was consistent with when she last saw him.
'Lord is sleeping, so what happened?'
She got goosebumps. It seemed to be a ghost. On the other hand, Kasim was shocked from his spot on the ceiling.
'A newborn baby is pretending to sleep!'
It was amazing.
***
The desert had been turned into a field.
The soldiers freaked out as the hot desert turned into a golden wheat field.
"Wow… What is this?”
"Am I dreaming right now?"
The 2,000 soldiers were confused at the unbelievable situation.
'What is this sudden scene?'
Bunny Bunny was angry.
“What's the point of making a field? It's in vain!"
Hurent rushed towards Royman.
"Uh!"
Chaaeng!
Royman barely defended against Hurent's blow. A blue light aimed at her waist. It was Aura Impact, which he used to create another blade and attack through the gap.
'It is the end!'
Royman felt sure of her death. She closed her eyes as the aura blade flew at her.
“Is there more than one life? Fight to the end and don't give up so easily."
Piaro. He seemed to be busy with the wheat field, but he ran to protect Royman.
"Sir Piaro…!"
Royman looked at Piaro different after her life was saved again. She was full of longing. But she couldn't look into Piaro's eyes for long. She was embarrassed and shyly bowed her head.
“…"
A person of talent who had just started to walk along his path. There was no need to feel ashamed for being powerless against the strong. He spoke words of comfort, “I will add two hours of planting."
"Heok."
Piaro had no mercy. He turned towards Hurent after reducing Royman's sleeping time to 3 hours and 30 minutes. Hurent was smiling despite his attack being blocked. He could afford to relax.
“I heard that a crazy farmer was the guardian of Reidan. I'm embarrassed, since I didn't expect it to be true."
"You seem quite amused for someone who is embarrassed."
“Of course I'm amused. What if I defeat the farmer who stopped the seven guilds from reaching Reidan? Won't my evaluation soar up infinitely?"
“Don't put impossible words in your mouth."
"We'll see. I know the long and short of it."
“It seems like you believe in the 2,000 soldiers."
“No, I only believe in me.”
Ttaak!
Hurent snapped his fingers. Was it a signal for the soldiers to attack? Piaro thought so, but the soldiers didn't move.
'What?'
"Uh!"
Piaro was puzzled as Royman suddenly groaned. It was because she started to feel pain from her side, which had been lightly grazed by the aura blade.
"My aura left a mark."
“Mark?”
"Yes, a mark where aura can manifest. Imagine it. If I release aura from your lover's side, what will happen to your lover? She is so fragile that she will break in two."
"…!"
Piaro's eyes widened. He was certainly upset.
Hurent smiled with satisfaction.
“Now, make your choice. Allow my army to advance! Or I will break your precious lover apart in front of you!"
Hurent shouted with confidence towards Piaro.
“Is that a mark that can be carved into the ground?"
"Eh?"
What? There was no tension in that question. Hurent was confused and nodded.
“T-That's correct. It is a technique with a high utilization."
"Hoh."
Ssik!
A smile appeared on Piaro's face. He looked very wicked.
“Won't this be useful for clearing the fields?"
"What?"
Clearing the fields? What was this? Hurent couldn't understand the words and frowned. Piaro copied his style of speaking.
"I will give you a choice. Work in the fields with me. Or do you want to work in the fields after losing all 2,000 soldiers?"
'No, what nonsense is he saying?'
Wasn't Hurent the one in an advantageous position right now? It was like talking to a wall. Hurent realized it.
'He was called a crazy farmer for a reason!'
This farmer truly wasn't sane. Hurent determined and triggered the skill to let Piaro know his position.
“Kyaaak!"
Royman couldn't bear the pain coming from her waist and sat down. Her side was already soaked with blood. Piaro saw it and shouted, "You have chosen!"
"…Eh?"
"Free Farming 8th Style. Polishing!"
The reason why Piaro left Hurent alone and cleared the field. It was because his enemy wasn't just Hurent. Piaro was thinking about the big picture.
Pepeng! Pepepepeok!
The wheat field that covered the whole area. Explosions occurred where the 2,000 soldiers and Hurent were standing. The myriad of wheat had become powerful bombs, destroying the whole area.
"What?"
Hurent was at a loss for words as he saw the soldiers screaming and dying. A ranged skill that could target 2,000 people? This was equivalent to the Meteor skill that could only be learned by a legendary great magician.
"Don't tell me, a legendary…!"
Piaro approached the astonished Hurent and wielded his hand plow.
Puk!
[You have suffered 15,500 damage.]
Puk!
[You have suffered 15,900 damage.]
Puk!
[You have suffered 16,100 damage.]
[You have suffered catastrophic damage in a short period of time! You are in a critical condition!]
'T-This is crazy!'
What was this? Hurent was hit successively in the forehead by a hand plow and sat down.
The sight behind Piaro was a mountain of bodies and a river of blood.
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Chapter 337
Hurent had been playing Satisfy since the closed beta. He went through a lot of adventures, so he knew better than anyone how vast the world was. A farmer was stronger than him? He could accept it.
Yes, it wasn't surprising if a legendary farmer could use a meteor type skill.
'The legendary fisherman might be friends with the dragon king by now.'
There were many hermits in this world. But there was one thing that Hurent couldn't accept. A legendary farmer was excellent. Then why was he Grid's subordinate?
'Grid, where is your limit?'
He gained a legendary class faster than anybody else, and now he also had a legendary NPC? Grid was an object of hatred, but Hurent had to acknowledge his superior abilities. Piaro reached out to the frustrated Hurent.
"Come with me."
“…"
The crazy farmer. He didn't even blink after killing thousands of people, making him look strange. Hurent wanted to resist. However, his body wasn't in a state where it could move. In the end, he had to give up.
"Yes, I will follow. Drag me to Grid, where you can boil or bake me to your heart's content."
"No, you will do farming with me."
"What?"
Was he really crazy?
It was funny to say this with his own mouth, but Hurent was the leader of an army that wanted to invade Reidan. From Reidan's point of view, he was a sinner that they could acquire a lot of information from. As a person of high importance, it was right to handle him carefully.
But he was going to do farming? It was surreal and his ego was hurt. Did Piaro read his mind? Piaro made a ridiculing sound at Hurent's expression.
“The leader of an army who died before reaching Reidan has no value. You just have to think about doing farming."
"Eek!"
Hurent's ego was shattered. He panicked and made a mistake.
"I have a lot of confidential information! If you don't obtain the information from me, Reidan will be turned into a sea of fire! So treat me as a high priority prisoner!"
“Oh, really?”
Piaro's expression changed. It was the moment Piaro transformed from a farmer into the commander of Reidan. Hurent realized his mistake.
***
"Kuheok! Cough! Cough!"
The explosion of countless wheat was enormous. More than half of the 2,000 soldiers died, and the rest were seriously injured. Bunny Bunny's state was in the middle. He barely survived with 15% of his health left and he was gripped with an unknown terror.
'He is a huge monster!'
Reidan's crazy farmer. Rumor had it that he overwhelmed the 2nd ranked Zibal and the 3rd ranked Chris, turning Chris into a serf. The rumor that he blocked the seven guilds alone(?) was also not an exaggeration.
'How terrible was Zibal's fight with that monster?'
The world was wide and there were many monsters. Bunny Bunny was caught in a desire to capture all of them with his camera. He wanted to become a conglomerate by monopolizing all the viewers.
But to do this, he needed to survive. Swiftness was needed to catch all types of scoop, so he steadily raised his agility with every level. It should be enough to avoid death.
‘The first thing is to live.'
It was enough that he captured video of the rumored farmer. The farmer made a wheat field in an instant and used it for an explosion that destroyed most of the 2,000 soldiers. There was no longer any reason to stay here.
Then Hurent? Wasn't Hurent going to get revenge on Grid?
Puk!
“Heok!"
Puk!
"Kuack!"
Puk!
"Kuheeok!"
“…"
Looking at Hurent being hit three times on the forehead with a hand plow, Hurent's desire for revenge on Grid seemed like a dream.
'Discard Hurent!'
Bunny Bunny determined, wore the 'Fast Boots,' and quickly left the battlefield. He was planning to join Prince Ren. Prince Ren had many talents who were above Hurent. What if he filmed the gorgeous clash between them and Overgeared?
'I will be sitting on money! I must shoot a video worth 100 billion dollars today!'
Bunny Bunny's aspirations were great.
***
"Where have all the kids gone? Why don't I see any of the guild members?"
After playing with Lord. Grid stopped by Lauel's office before going to the smithy. As always, paper was piled up like a mountain.
“Everybody is busy. They aren't at the estate because they are committed to their missions or hunting."
“Aren't they only hunting in the vampire cities?"
“That is the most efficient method. Aside from the experience, vampire items and elixirs can be obtained. The desert ecosystem is in a fairly stable state, so this is appropriate."
“Did anyone find an elixir?"
"Not yet."
"Ah."
The drop rate was truly the worst. It was a shame for Grid, who coveted the agility elixir.
Lauel asked him.
“Do you remember how 10 years ago, the former lord of Reidan sent out an expedition to the vampire cities?"
“I remember. Why are you asking about it all of a sudden?"
"It's annoying because the Overgeared members haven't found any traces of the vampire expedition, despite searching all over the vampire cities."
“Why is it annoying? It was 10 years ago, so is it strange for all evidence to be wiped out?"
"Yes. The records left behind showed that there were close to 18,000 people on the vampire expedition. It is normal that some traces of them should remain."
“Well, there are many vampire cities that we haven't visited yet. The evidence might be somewhere there. But is it an important issue?"
“At the present time, no."
“At the present time? Then it could become an important issue later on?"
The moment Grid asked the question.
"Earl Lauel"
A young knight ran into the office. Entering the office without even knocking on the door? Lauel was offended, but this didn't seem like a situation where etiquette was important. The knight's entire body was covered in wounds.
“Aren't you one of Marquis Steim's knights? What is going on?”
“Well… Heok!"
The knight was going to explain to Lauel when he panicked. It was because he noticed Grid sitting on the couch.
"I-I greet Duke Grid!"
Grid waved his hand.
"There is no time to say hello so please explain."
“Ah, yes! 5,000 enemy troops are advancing towards Reidan!"
“5,000 enemy troops?"
The face of the knight was filled with despair.
"It is the royal troops!"
“Royal troops? Eternal?"
"Yes! Sir Laden is leading the 1,000 northern soldiers to slow the enemy's march, but it's a terrible situation!"
“Eh?"
Grid couldn't believe it.
"Why is the royal army of the Eternal Kingdom coming to invade Reidan? Aren't we on the same side?"
Lauel smiled. "The rice that we sowed was eaten."
“Sowed rice…?"
The Grid in the past would've failed to understand the present situation until the end. But Lauel had been his subordinate for 9 months in reality and 27 months in game time. It had been so long, so how could Grid not learn something?
“Did King Wiesbaden die?"
"…!"
Lauel's eyes widened. He honestly never imagined that Grid would guess this himself.
'He has grown steadily, but to think he reached this level!'
The astonished Lauel was speechless for a while.
“This situation is interesting."
Grid rose from his spot and smiled darkly.
“Lauel, have Asmophel convene the soldiers. It's time for the storm."
Grid headed towards his private warehouse. The warehouse was filled with 'Mass Production Grid Sets.'
***
"Kuaack!"
"M-Marquis Steim… I couldn't hold out until the end…I'm sorry… Cough! Cough!"
The 1,000 troops led by Laden and 10 knights. They fell into a crisis after wiping out the Iron Wind troops. It was because he was caught by the unit led by the great swordsman, Chucksley.
"You're great."
Great Swordsman Chucksley. He was comparable to the past Piaro of the empire. He praised Laden, who defended against his sword four times.
"20 years later. No, you might've been able to hit me in 10 years. I have never seen anyone with such a terrific talent like you."
"Pant… Pant…"
Laden had defeated Beida and several others talents alone. He was exhausted and at a disadvantage when facing Chucksley. To be honest, it wouldn't be strange if he collapsed immediately. However, Laden didn't show weakness to the end. He knew that the moment he fell, the 1,000 troops he treasured would be wiped out.
'I have to give my all for My Lord.'
He felt disappointment and despair at not meeting expectations.
Kkuok!
Laden tightened his grip on his sword. He ignored the blood in his mouth and laughed.
"Are you sure? I don't need 10 years. Five years. No, I will go beyond you in three years."
“…"
Chucksley's face distorted. He was unable to deny Laden's arrogant remark, making him feel uncomfortable.
“Isn't that only if you survive?"
"…That's right."
“Yes, try to survive."
Chucksley's family had been loyal to the royal family for generations. For him, Marquis Steim was an annoying presence that could threaten the royal family. It was more so after his son-in-law became Duke Grid.
But now. It was a golden opportunity to catch both Marquis Steim and Duke Grid. It was fortunate that he met the northern troops by chance in the desert. It was evidence that Marquis Steim was in Reidan!
Chaaeng!
"Ugh!"
Chucksley's swordsmanship was sophisticated without any deviations. He was faithful to the basics, which excluded any variables. However, it wasn't something that Laden, who lacked training and experience, could go against.
Chaaeng! Chaeng!
Puok!
“Kuaaaak!”
As the exchange of blows continued, Laden's wounds increased while Chucksley's technique became sharper. The northern army and Chucksley's Black unit were clearly divided as they watched the confrontation.
'We won.'
'It is over.'
The Black unit cheered while the northern troops were frustrated. At this moment, 5,000 soldiers appeared on the horizon. Was it the appearance of a friend like a miracle? No way. The identity of the great army was the main troops of Prince Ren, the enemy.
Tears flowed down Laden's bloody and dirty cheeks as he saw it.
'My Lord…'
He felt guilty for his lacking strength.
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Chapter 338
"Pant… Pant…"
He reached his physical limits. Nevertheless, he was able to hold on for only one reason. It was to hold up the enemies until Marquis Steim received the news of the invasion. Laden struggled to buy some time.
But now it was over. The moment he witnessed the 5,000 troops, unbearable despair suppressed Laden's tired mind and body.
“Bow to the prince!"
Chucksley easily overpowered Laden and forced him to kneel.
"K-Kuack…!"
Laden didn't want to bow his head. The royal family of Eternal? Future king? No matter what, it was still his lord's enemy.
"Damn bastard!"
Chucksley pushed down Laden's head. Due to the pressure on his neck, Laden's gaze was finally directed towards the ground. The satisfied Chucksley bowed to the prince.
"I greet the prince!"
“You suffered on the way here."
Prince Ren talked to Chucksley before turning his gaze to Laden.
"You defeated Beida? You have great skills for your young age. I heard that the northern powerhouse is Phoenix, but that seems to be a story of the past."
“…"
Laden didn't answer. It was enough to incite the wrath of the royal retainers, including Chucksley.
"You! You should appreciate the prince's generosity!"
“Shut your mouth, it isn't an honor!"
“Calm down."
Ren stared at the northern army. They looked frightened. They were accused of opposing the royal family, so only fools wouldn't realize they would die. Ren smiled benevolently towards them.
"You are also people of the Eternal Kingdom and it is right to follow me, successor of the royal family. If you repent and surrender, I will forgive and accept your sin."
In the end, they were people from the same nation. The prince's attitude weakened the hearts of the northern troops. They started looking at each other the moment they saw a hole to survive.
At this point, Laden shouted, "The one who protected us was Marquis Steim, not the king! It is only thanks to the marquis that our northern people can exist, and we have pledged allegiance to him! So I can't accept your suggestion!"
The north was formerly a land of war. The area was filled with the most monsters and barbarians, causing the royal family to give up on it. Thanks to that, the northern people were always threatened and felt despair.
The person who led them was Marquis Steim. He wasn't frustrated, despite the royal family cutting off their support. He had excellent leadership and united the northern people to protect and stabilize his territory.
Marquis Steim was a hero and savior for the northern people. The northern troops recalled this thanks to Laden's cry and firmed up their hearts. Rather than surrendering, they held their weapons and took an attitude of resistance to the end.
"Everybody is so excited to die."
Ren's expression distorted. It was unpleasant to miss the opportunity to obtain 1,000 soldiers. He revealed his true nature as he gave an order to Chucksley.
“Kill those useless dogs."
"Yes!"
Chucksley answered and pointed his sword at Laden's neck. Laden didn't feel any regret. It was better to die than to beg for life and betray his master.
'Duke Grid, please guard my lord.'
Kingdom’s Hero. His strength would be able to overcome this ordeal. Laden didn't doubt it and closed his eyes.
Jeeeong!
A golden hand glowed under the desert sun. It flashed through the 5,000 troops and protected Laden.
'What is this?'
Chucksley's eyes widened. It was absurd. A golden hand was flying alone and swinging a sword without a master? It wasn't very threatening, but he had to admit that it was fast. He couldn't understand it.
"What type of person?"
Chucksley shouted as he blocked the golden hand. The answer came from the sky.
"The duke."
"…!"
It was a calm and relaxing voice. It was the middle of a battlefield. Chucksley, Prince Ren, the 5,000 royal troops, Laden, and the northern army stared up at the sky. There was a man with black hair. The man had a small crown on his head. He wore harmonious red armor and black boots as he looked down at the battlefield.
“Beggars move around in groups. Foolish."
The man spoke with arrogance on his face. That person was Grid. A person who rose from a commoner to a duke! His sudden appearance reversed the atmosphere of the battlefield.
"Grid…!"
"Duke Grid!!"
The 5,000 royal troops shrank back because of a single man, while the northern army were delighted. It was a presence beyond common sense.
***
Fast Boots boasted a wonderful movement speed. Stamina and endurance suffered from a rapid decline, but movement speed increased by up to three times in all terrains.
Bunny Bunny ran through the desert and was able to catch up to Prince Ren.
'I'm not too late!'
Bunny Bunny felt relieved and switched his view to camera mode.
Peeng!
"What…?"
Something moved swiftly over his head. At first, he thought it was a huge bird. But then he zoomed in and saw that it was Grid.
“It's natural!"
Bunny Bunny thought Grid appeared in a dramatic moment to save the northern troops. Grid had done it countless times in the National Competition and the Reinhardt golem invasion. He was a hero who made the crowd cheer by appearing at the perfect timing.
'Why did I only realize this now?'
Unlike other celebrities in Satisfy, Grid had a lot of anti-fans. This was because he relied on items rather than skills. It was the same with Bunny Bunny. Bunny Bunny didn't like Grid. He judged that it was difficult to raise the public's enthusiasm for Grid as the protagonist. In other words, it wasn't easy.
He always watching Grid through sunglasses, but it was different now. Now he belatedly realized. In the first place, items weren't a factor that could be underestimated. Didn't Bunny Bunny arrive here quickly because of the Fast Boots? Items were an indispensable element in the game. It meant he wasn't looking at Grid through sunglasses.
Bunny Bunny discarded his useless egotism and focused on Grid.
"Grid! Show me the performance of a hero!"
His video would make people cheer all over the world.
***
[Great Lord's Sword]
It was a rare sword only given to the greatest lords and it made it possible to closely observe the target. Normally this target was only limited to one person. It was difficult to observe several people at the same time.
However, Grid had a high level of insight. His insight further amplified the power of the Character Observation skill attached to the Great Lord’s Sword. Thanks to that, Grid could simultaneously observe the information of the people on the battlefield.
Instead, the information was very brief.
Name: Chucksley Rokan.
Level: 313
Name: Ferrell Shaiva du Bon.
Level: 305
Name: Andu
Level: 301
…
..
It included the knights of the royal army.
Name: Laden
Level: 258
…
..
The northern knights. In addition, there were the royal soldiers and the northern soldiers. Grid could identify their name and levels. It was impossible to check the details information including stats, skills and stories, but this alone was a big help.
'The average level is 130… It is surprisingly high.'
The average level of the northern soldiers was 110, while the average level of the royal soldiers was 20 higher. Given that the Winston soldiers he saw a few months ago weren't even level 100 yet, the level of the royal soldiers was well above the average. In other words, they were the elite of the kingdom.
'But so what?'
It wasn't as good as Reidan's soldiers. The average level of Reidan's soldiers was 148.
‘Today they will reach 160!'
Ssik!
It was truly a wily smile. It was enough to make the royal army uneasy. Grid dismissed the Great Lord’s Sword and swapped Braham's Boots with Grid's Boots.
[The magic Fly is no longer available. Fly is stopped.]
[You will fall.]
Kwaang!
Grid's Boots boasted a heavy weight. Sand scattered as Grid fell onto the desert sand.
"D-Duke Grid!"
Laden was baffled. He discarded his favourable position in the sky and fell into the middle of the enemy? He couldn't understand Grid's judgment. Grid spoke harshly towards him.
"You are really weak."
"…Huh?"
“I've known you since you started bluffing. You are a braggart who can't fight properly."
Grid judged Laden using three things.
Firstly, it was the first time they met. Laden said there was a rodent hiding in Irene's bedroom. But the result? There wasn't even a fly, let alone a rodent.
The second was his level. The level of the royal knights was at least 300, while Laden was only level 258. It meant that while everyone was hunting hard, Laden was playing alone.
The third thing was results. The royal knights and soldiers were fine, while Laden and the northern army were dying. No matter how great the number, this one-sided result proved that he was powerless.
"Tsk tsk… I don't understand why Father-in-law appreciates you so much."
"Ugh…"
Laden's heart was stabbed as he heard the words.
'The duke's words are true. I am too weak and useless.'
Laden fell into shame. He felt guilty to his lord. Meanwhile, the royal army was astonished.
'He got rid of Beida and the Iron Wind.’
'He is strong enough to defend against Chucksley's sword many times.'
'Yet he is weak?'
Grid's measure of strength seemed to be much different from theirs. Indeed, it was natural. Grid was the kingdom's hero. He already showed overwhelming strength in the golem invasion. They couldn't be compared. The 5,000 army shrank back.
“Plunging into enemy territory alone, you don't understand the situation."
Chucksley pointed his sword at Grid. His momentum was great. Great Swordsman. He had the title of one of the continent's strongest swordsman, so he didn't shrink back despite the opponent being Grid.
"During the Reinhardt invasion, I was somewhat lacking. I could only watch you from a distance."
But.
“Since then, I have made an effort to become stronger than before."
Chucksley wielded his sword. It was a straight trajectory with no flaws. It truly was a sleek and sophisticated blow. Bunny Bunny exclaimed as he filmed the scene from a considerable distance.
'Too fast!'
It was an unavoidable attack. The problem was that Grid gave the enemy an opportunity. Bunny Bunny was sure that Grid would be hit first.
But.
Jeeeong!
A blood sword emerged from a dark space in front of him. It wasn't a greatsword that Grid normally used, so his attack speed surpassed that of Chucksley.
'Fast!'
It was so fast that it couldn't be seen! Grid scoffed at Chucksley, whose attack was blocked.
“Are you a fool? Do you think that I was playing around while you became stronger? I have grown stronger, just like you. You won't catch up."
“Won't catch up?" (TL: Grid uses an Internet slang that basically means someone who can't catch up)
What did that mean? Grid's onslaught poured towards the puzzled Chucksley.
The repetitive use, disassembly and assembly process led to a 100% understanding, and Iyarugt was now going to turn the battlefield into disarray.
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Current schedule: 20 chapters a week.
Chapter 336
"Indeed, my grandchild is great! He doesn't cry when doing a poo, he's a real man! Just like me!”
“It's good if you're dexterous like me. He is also pretty like Irene, and smart."
"Ha! He's perfect! It is almost a perfect work by God! Giving birth to such a great son, I respect you!"
“I admire the man who helped give birth to a lovely woman like Irene!"
"Kelkelkel!"
"Hahaha!"
Grid and Marquis Steim made a fuss as the maid changed Lord's diaper. The great lords who represented their nation had forgotten their dignity. Irene was somewhat disgruntled, but didn't say anything. She didn't want to break their excitement because she understood their hearts.
“Lord is sleepy. We shouldn't interrupt his nap time, so we should go out."
"T-This… I want to play together a bit more."
"Father is right. Don't you know how important sleeping is for a child when growing up? We shouldn't prevent him from sleeping.”
"…It can't be helped."
"Sleep well, Lord. Chu."
The Grid couple left the child to the nanny and left the room with Marquis Steim.
After a moment.
It happened when the nanny fell asleep.
“…"
Somebody fell from the ceiling. It was done secretly with no sound. The sleeping nanny and knights guarding outside didn't notice the appearance of the visitor. It was natural. The man with dark skin and long arms was none other than Kasim, king of shadows.
How many people could detect Kasim's stealth? There were only a few throughout the continent.
'He's cuter up close.'
Originally Kasim was protecting Irene, but now he was by Lord's side. Most nobles cherished their heir more than their wives. Grid was the same, so Kasim changed his protection priorities.
‘Once he's older, he will attract many women.'
The last 10 days.
Kasim was amazed as he watched Lord. It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful and clever newborn. Kasim didn't share a single drop of blood with him, but he was glad to watch.
'If it wasn't for the empire…'
He would be able to marry a Nero woman, have a child, and live a normal life.
Kwaduduk!
It was at this moment that Kasim's desire for revenge on the empire was revived. Suddenly, the sleeping Lord opened his eyes. The newborn baby detected him when the nanny and knights outside the door couldn't.
Kasim was thrilled.
'His innate senses goes far beyond an ordinary person.'
“Abu! Abu!"
Lord reached out to Kasim. There was clearly a smile in his eyes. It felt like he was just looking at Kasim.
'Does he know that I am guarding him?'
This baby was the real thing. Kasim, the strongest assassin currently in existence. He became greedy when he saw the transcendent genius.
“Little boy, do you want to play with me every night from now on?"
“Abu! Abu!"
His eyes shone like they had lanterns. It seemed like an answer. Kasim smiled with satisfaction, picked up the block pieces and arranged them on one side of Lord.
"Throw this. Like so."
Kasim demonstrated directly. He threw a block and hit one of the dolls placed on the window frame.
Tok! After seeing that the doll fell, Lord laughed. But with the baby's control, the dolls were still too far away.
“Bubu! Bu!"
Lord waved his arms when the block he threw wasn't able to reach the window. His pride seemed to be hurt that he couldn't match Kasim. Kasim thought it was absurd.
'A newborn baby is aware of my words and is also burning for victory…!'
Also!
'His strength is already better than most boys!'
The block that Lord threw was very light. In order to throw it towards the window, he needed the strength of a 14 year old. However, Lord was still 0 years old. Kasim's enthusiasm grew. This child's innate senses and power!
'I might be able to impart the completeness of the secret techniques Master left behind!'
Doran and Kasim were slightly lacking in talent. They could only learn half of their master's secret techniques.
'But this child…!'
Lord Steim.
It was the day he met the first of his seven mentors.
***
“Oh my!”
The nanny woke up and felt like she had been hit by lightning. It was because the formerly clean room now had blocks scattered around it.
'Was it the young Lord?'
A newborn baby climbed down from bed and played with toys? It was nonsense, the nanny was well aware of this. But if someone had entered the room, the knights outside the door would've called out and woken her up. She was forced to suspect Lord.
However…
Lord was in a deep sleep. His sleeping form was consistent with when she last saw him.
'Lord is sleeping, so what happened?'
She got goosebumps. It seemed to be a ghost. On the other hand, Kasim was shocked from his spot on the ceiling.
'A newborn baby is pretending to sleep!'
It was amazing.
***
The desert had been turned into a field.
The soldiers freaked out as the hot desert turned into a golden wheat field.
"Wow… What is this?”
"Am I dreaming right now?"
The 2,000 soldiers were confused at the unbelievable situation.
'What is this sudden scene?'
Bunny Bunny was angry.
“What's the point of making a field? It's in vain!"
Hurent rushed towards Royman.
"Uh!"
Chaaeng!
Royman barely defended against Hurent's blow. A blue light aimed at her waist. It was Aura Impact, which he used to create another blade and attack through the gap.
'It is the end!'
Royman felt sure of her death. She closed her eyes as the aura blade flew at her.
“Is there more than one life? Fight to the end and don't give up so easily."
Piaro. He seemed to be busy with the wheat field, but he ran to protect Royman.
"Sir Piaro…!"
Royman looked at Piaro different after her life was saved again. She was full of longing. But she couldn't look into Piaro's eyes for long. She was embarrassed and shyly bowed her head.
“…"
A person of talent who had just started to walk along his path. There was no need to feel ashamed for being powerless against the strong. He spoke words of comfort, “I will add two hours of planting."
"Heok."
Piaro had no mercy. He turned towards Hurent after reducing Royman's sleeping time to 3 hours and 30 minutes. Hurent was smiling despite his attack being blocked. He could afford to relax.
“I heard that a crazy farmer was the guardian of Reidan. I'm embarrassed, since I didn't expect it to be true."
"You seem quite amused for someone who is embarrassed."
“Of course I'm amused. What if I defeat the farmer who stopped the seven guilds from reaching Reidan? Won't my evaluation soar up infinitely?"
“Don't put impossible words in your mouth."
"We'll see. I know the long and short of it."
“It seems like you believe in the 2,000 soldiers."
“No, I only believe in me.”
Ttaak!
Hurent snapped his fingers. Was it a signal for the soldiers to attack? Piaro thought so, but the soldiers didn't move.
'What?'
"Uh!"
Piaro was puzzled as Royman suddenly groaned. It was because she started to feel pain from her side, which had been lightly grazed by the aura blade.
"My aura left a mark."
“Mark?”
"Yes, a mark where aura can manifest. Imagine it. If I release aura from your lover's side, what will happen to your lover? She is so fragile that she will break in two."
"…!"
Piaro's eyes widened. He was certainly upset.
Hurent smiled with satisfaction.
“Now, make your choice. Allow my army to advance! Or I will break your precious lover apart in front of you!"
Hurent shouted with confidence towards Piaro.
“Is that a mark that can be carved into the ground?"
"Eh?"
What? There was no tension in that question. Hurent was confused and nodded.
“T-That's correct. It is a technique with a high utilization."
"Hoh."
Ssik!
A smile appeared on Piaro's face. He looked very wicked.
“Won't this be useful for clearing the fields?"
"What?"
Clearing the fields? What was this? Hurent couldn't understand the words and frowned. Piaro copied his style of speaking.
"I will give you a choice. Work in the fields with me. Or do you want to work in the fields after losing all 2,000 soldiers?"
'No, what nonsense is he saying?'
Wasn't Hurent the one in an advantageous position right now? It was like talking to a wall. Hurent realized it.
'He was called a crazy farmer for a reason!'
This farmer truly wasn't sane. Hurent determined and triggered the skill to let Piaro know his position.
“Kyaaak!"
Royman couldn't bear the pain coming from her waist and sat down. Her side was already soaked with blood. Piaro saw it and shouted, "You have chosen!"
"…Eh?"
"Free Farming 8th Style. Polishing!"
The reason why Piaro left Hurent alone and cleared the field. It was because his enemy wasn't just Hurent. Piaro was thinking about the big picture.
Pepeng! Pepepepeok!
The wheat field that covered the whole area. Explosions occurred where the 2,000 soldiers and Hurent were standing. The myriad of wheat had become powerful bombs, destroying the whole area.
"What?"
Hurent was at a loss for words as he saw the soldiers screaming and dying. A ranged skill that could target 2,000 people? This was equivalent to the Meteor skill that could only be learned by a legendary great magician.
"Don't tell me, a legendary…!"
Piaro approached the astonished Hurent and wielded his hand plow.
Puk!
[You have suffered 15,500 damage.]
Puk!
[You have suffered 15,900 damage.]
Puk!
[You have suffered 16,100 damage.]
[You have suffered catastrophic damage in a short period of time! You are in a critical condition!]
'T-This is crazy!'
What was this? Hurent was hit successively in the forehead by a hand plow and sat down.
The sight behind Piaro was a mountain of bodies and a river of blood.
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Chapter 337
Hurent had been playing Satisfy since the closed beta. He went through a lot of adventures, so he knew better than anyone how vast the world was. A farmer was stronger than him? He could accept it.
Yes, it wasn't surprising if a legendary farmer could use a meteor type skill.
'The legendary fisherman might be friends with the dragon king by now.'
There were many hermits in this world. But there was one thing that Hurent couldn't accept. A legendary farmer was excellent. Then why was he Grid's subordinate?
'Grid, where is your limit?'
He gained a legendary class faster than anybody else, and now he also had a legendary NPC? Grid was an object of hatred, but Hurent had to acknowledge his superior abilities. Piaro reached out to the frustrated Hurent.
"Come with me."
“…"
The crazy farmer. He didn't even blink after killing thousands of people, making him look strange. Hurent wanted to resist. However, his body wasn't in a state where it could move. In the end, he had to give up.
"Yes, I will follow. Drag me to Grid, where you can boil or bake me to your heart's content."
"No, you will do farming with me."
"What?"
Was he really crazy?
It was funny to say this with his own mouth, but Hurent was the leader of an army that wanted to invade Reidan. From Reidan's point of view, he was a sinner that they could acquire a lot of information from. As a person of high importance, it was right to handle him carefully.
But he was going to do farming? It was surreal and his ego was hurt. Did Piaro read his mind? Piaro made a ridiculing sound at Hurent's expression.
“The leader of an army who died before reaching Reidan has no value. You just have to think about doing farming."
"Eek!"
Hurent's ego was shattered. He panicked and made a mistake.
"I have a lot of confidential information! If you don't obtain the information from me, Reidan will be turned into a sea of fire! So treat me as a high priority prisoner!"
“Oh, really?”
Piaro's expression changed. It was the moment Piaro transformed from a farmer into the commander of Reidan. Hurent realized his mistake.
***
"Kuheok! Cough! Cough!"
The explosion of countless wheat was enormous. More than half of the 2,000 soldiers died, and the rest were seriously injured. Bunny Bunny's state was in the middle. He barely survived with 15% of his health left and he was gripped with an unknown terror.
'He is a huge monster!'
Reidan's crazy farmer. Rumor had it that he overwhelmed the 2nd ranked Zibal and the 3rd ranked Chris, turning Chris into a serf. The rumor that he blocked the seven guilds alone(?) was also not an exaggeration.
'How terrible was Zibal's fight with that monster?'
The world was wide and there were many monsters. Bunny Bunny was caught in a desire to capture all of them with his camera. He wanted to become a conglomerate by monopolizing all the viewers.
But to do this, he needed to survive. Swiftness was needed to catch all types of scoop, so he steadily raised his agility with every level. It should be enough to avoid death.
‘The first thing is to live.'
It was enough that he captured video of the rumored farmer. The farmer made a wheat field in an instant and used it for an explosion that destroyed most of the 2,000 soldiers. There was no longer any reason to stay here.
Then Hurent? Wasn't Hurent going to get revenge on Grid?
Puk!
“Heok!"
Puk!
"Kuack!"
Puk!
"Kuheeok!"
“…"
Looking at Hurent being hit three times on the forehead with a hand plow, Hurent's desire for revenge on Grid seemed like a dream.
'Discard Hurent!'
Bunny Bunny determined, wore the 'Fast Boots,' and quickly left the battlefield. He was planning to join Prince Ren. Prince Ren had many talents who were above Hurent. What if he filmed the gorgeous clash between them and Overgeared?
'I will be sitting on money! I must shoot a video worth 100 billion dollars today!'
Bunny Bunny's aspirations were great.
***
"Where have all the kids gone? Why don't I see any of the guild members?"
After playing with Lord. Grid stopped by Lauel's office before going to the smithy. As always, paper was piled up like a mountain.
“Everybody is busy. They aren't at the estate because they are committed to their missions or hunting."
“Aren't they only hunting in the vampire cities?"
“That is the most efficient method. Aside from the experience, vampire items and elixirs can be obtained. The desert ecosystem is in a fairly stable state, so this is appropriate."
“Did anyone find an elixir?"
"Not yet."
"Ah."
The drop rate was truly the worst. It was a shame for Grid, who coveted the agility elixir.
Lauel asked him.
“Do you remember how 10 years ago, the former lord of Reidan sent out an expedition to the vampire cities?"
“I remember. Why are you asking about it all of a sudden?"
"It's annoying because the Overgeared members haven't found any traces of the vampire expedition, despite searching all over the vampire cities."
“Why is it annoying? It was 10 years ago, so is it strange for all evidence to be wiped out?"
"Yes. The records left behind showed that there were close to 18,000 people on the vampire expedition. It is normal that some traces of them should remain."
“Well, there are many vampire cities that we haven't visited yet. The evidence might be somewhere there. But is it an important issue?"
“At the present time, no."
“At the present time? Then it could become an important issue later on?"
The moment Grid asked the question.
"Earl Lauel"
A young knight ran into the office. Entering the office without even knocking on the door? Lauel was offended, but this didn't seem like a situation where etiquette was important. The knight's entire body was covered in wounds.
“Aren't you one of Marquis Steim's knights? What is going on?”
“Well… Heok!"
The knight was going to explain to Lauel when he panicked. It was because he noticed Grid sitting on the couch.
"I-I greet Duke Grid!"
Grid waved his hand.
"There is no time to say hello so please explain."
“Ah, yes! 5,000 enemy troops are advancing towards Reidan!"
“5,000 enemy troops?"
The face of the knight was filled with despair.
"It is the royal troops!"
“Royal troops? Eternal?"
"Yes! Sir Laden is leading the 1,000 northern soldiers to slow the enemy's march, but it's a terrible situation!"
“Eh?"
Grid couldn't believe it.
"Why is the royal army of the Eternal Kingdom coming to invade Reidan? Aren't we on the same side?"
Lauel smiled. "The rice that we sowed was eaten."
“Sowed rice…?"
The Grid in the past would've failed to understand the present situation until the end. But Lauel had been his subordinate for 9 months in reality and 27 months in game time. It had been so long, so how could Grid not learn something?
“Did King Wiesbaden die?"
"…!"
Lauel's eyes widened. He honestly never imagined that Grid would guess this himself.
'He has grown steadily, but to think he reached this level!'
The astonished Lauel was speechless for a while.
“This situation is interesting."
Grid rose from his spot and smiled darkly.
“Lauel, have Asmophel convene the soldiers. It's time for the storm."
Grid headed towards his private warehouse. The warehouse was filled with 'Mass Production Grid Sets.'
***
"Kuaack!"
"M-Marquis Steim… I couldn't hold out until the end…I'm sorry… Cough! Cough!"
The 1,000 troops led by Laden and 10 knights. They fell into a crisis after wiping out the Iron Wind troops. It was because he was caught by the unit led by the great swordsman, Chucksley.
"You're great."
Great Swordsman Chucksley. He was comparable to the past Piaro of the empire. He praised Laden, who defended against his sword four times.
"20 years later. No, you might've been able to hit me in 10 years. I have never seen anyone with such a terrific talent like you."
"Pant… Pant…"
Laden had defeated Beida and several others talents alone. He was exhausted and at a disadvantage when facing Chucksley. To be honest, it wouldn't be strange if he collapsed immediately. However, Laden didn't show weakness to the end. He knew that the moment he fell, the 1,000 troops he treasured would be wiped out.
'I have to give my all for My Lord.'
He felt disappointment and despair at not meeting expectations.
Kkuok!
Laden tightened his grip on his sword. He ignored the blood in his mouth and laughed.
"Are you sure? I don't need 10 years. Five years. No, I will go beyond you in three years."
“…"
Chucksley's face distorted. He was unable to deny Laden's arrogant remark, making him feel uncomfortable.
“Isn't that only if you survive?"
"…That's right."
“Yes, try to survive."
Chucksley's family had been loyal to the royal family for generations. For him, Marquis Steim was an annoying presence that could threaten the royal family. It was more so after his son-in-law became Duke Grid.
But now. It was a golden opportunity to catch both Marquis Steim and Duke Grid. It was fortunate that he met the northern troops by chance in the desert. It was evidence that Marquis Steim was in Reidan!
Chaaeng!
"Ugh!"
Chucksley's swordsmanship was sophisticated without any deviations. He was faithful to the basics, which excluded any variables. However, it wasn't something that Laden, who lacked training and experience, could go against.
Chaaeng! Chaeng!
Puok!
“Kuaaaak!”
As the exchange of blows continued, Laden's wounds increased while Chucksley's technique became sharper. The northern army and Chucksley's Black unit were clearly divided as they watched the confrontation.
'We won.'
'It is over.'
The Black unit cheered while the northern troops were frustrated. At this moment, 5,000 soldiers appeared on the horizon. Was it the appearance of a friend like a miracle? No way. The identity of the great army was the main troops of Prince Ren, the enemy.
Tears flowed down Laden's bloody and dirty cheeks as he saw it.
'My Lord…'
He felt guilty for his lacking strength.
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Chapter 338
"Pant… Pant…"
He reached his physical limits. Nevertheless, he was able to hold on for only one reason. It was to hold up the enemies until Marquis Steim received the news of the invasion. Laden struggled to buy some time.
But now it was over. The moment he witnessed the 5,000 troops, unbearable despair suppressed Laden's tired mind and body.
“Bow to the prince!"
Chucksley easily overpowered Laden and forced him to kneel.
"K-Kuack…!"
Laden didn't want to bow his head. The royal family of Eternal? Future king? No matter what, it was still his lord's enemy.
"Damn bastard!"
Chucksley pushed down Laden's head. Due to the pressure on his neck, Laden's gaze was finally directed towards the ground. The satisfied Chucksley bowed to the prince.
"I greet the prince!"
“You suffered on the way here."
Prince Ren talked to Chucksley before turning his gaze to Laden.
"You defeated Beida? You have great skills for your young age. I heard that the northern powerhouse is Phoenix, but that seems to be a story of the past."
“…"
Laden didn't answer. It was enough to incite the wrath of the royal retainers, including Chucksley.
"You! You should appreciate the prince's generosity!"
“Shut your mouth, it isn't an honor!"
“Calm down."
Ren stared at the northern army. They looked frightened. They were accused of opposing the royal family, so only fools wouldn't realize they would die. Ren smiled benevolently towards them.
"You are also people of the Eternal Kingdom and it is right to follow me, successor of the royal family. If you repent and surrender, I will forgive and accept your sin."
In the end, they were people from the same nation. The prince's attitude weakened the hearts of the northern troops. They started looking at each other the moment they saw a hole to survive.
At this point, Laden shouted, "The one who protected us was Marquis Steim, not the king! It is only thanks to the marquis that our northern people can exist, and we have pledged allegiance to him! So I can't accept your suggestion!"
The north was formerly a land of war. The area was filled with the most monsters and barbarians, causing the royal family to give up on it. Thanks to that, the northern people were always threatened and felt despair.
The person who led them was Marquis Steim. He wasn't frustrated, despite the royal family cutting off their support. He had excellent leadership and united the northern people to protect and stabilize his territory.
Marquis Steim was a hero and savior for the northern people. The northern troops recalled this thanks to Laden's cry and firmed up their hearts. Rather than surrendering, they held their weapons and took an attitude of resistance to the end.
"Everybody is so excited to die."
Ren's expression distorted. It was unpleasant to miss the opportunity to obtain 1,000 soldiers. He revealed his true nature as he gave an order to Chucksley.
“Kill those useless dogs."
"Yes!"
Chucksley answered and pointed his sword at Laden's neck. Laden didn't feel any regret. It was better to die than to beg for life and betray his master.
'Duke Grid, please guard my lord.'
Kingdom’s Hero. His strength would be able to overcome this ordeal. Laden didn't doubt it and closed his eyes.
Jeeeong!
A golden hand glowed under the desert sun. It flashed through the 5,000 troops and protected Laden.
'What is this?'
Chucksley's eyes widened. It was absurd. A golden hand was flying alone and swinging a sword without a master? It wasn't very threatening, but he had to admit that it was fast. He couldn't understand it.
"What type of person?"
Chucksley shouted as he blocked the golden hand. The answer came from the sky.
"The duke."
"…!"
It was a calm and relaxing voice. It was the middle of a battlefield. Chucksley, Prince Ren, the 5,000 royal troops, Laden, and the northern army stared up at the sky. There was a man with black hair. The man had a small crown on his head. He wore harmonious red armor and black boots as he looked down at the battlefield.
“Beggars move around in groups. Foolish."
The man spoke with arrogance on his face. That person was Grid. A person who rose from a commoner to a duke! His sudden appearance reversed the atmosphere of the battlefield.
"Grid…!"
"Duke Grid!!"
The 5,000 royal troops shrank back because of a single man, while the northern army were delighted. It was a presence beyond common sense.
***
Fast Boots boasted a wonderful movement speed. Stamina and endurance suffered from a rapid decline, but movement speed increased by up to three times in all terrains.
Bunny Bunny ran through the desert and was able to catch up to Prince Ren.
'I'm not too late!'
Bunny Bunny felt relieved and switched his view to camera mode.
Peeng!
"What…?"
Something moved swiftly over his head. At first, he thought it was a huge bird. But then he zoomed in and saw that it was Grid.
“It's natural!"
Bunny Bunny thought Grid appeared in a dramatic moment to save the northern troops. Grid had done it countless times in the National Competition and the Reinhardt golem invasion. He was a hero who made the crowd cheer by appearing at the perfect timing.
'Why did I only realize this now?'
Unlike other celebrities in Satisfy, Grid had a lot of anti-fans. This was because he relied on items rather than skills. It was the same with Bunny Bunny. Bunny Bunny didn't like Grid. He judged that it was difficult to raise the public's enthusiasm for Grid as the protagonist. In other words, it wasn't easy.
He always watching Grid through sunglasses, but it was different now. Now he belatedly realized. In the first place, items weren't a factor that could be underestimated. Didn't Bunny Bunny arrive here quickly because of the Fast Boots? Items were an indispensable element in the game. It meant he wasn't looking at Grid through sunglasses.
Bunny Bunny discarded his useless egotism and focused on Grid.
"Grid! Show me the performance of a hero!"
His video would make people cheer all over the world.
***
[Great Lord's Sword]
It was a rare sword only given to the greatest lords and it made it possible to closely observe the target. Normally this target was only limited to one person. It was difficult to observe several people at the same time.
However, Grid had a high level of insight. His insight further amplified the power of the Character Observation skill attached to the Great Lord’s Sword. Thanks to that, Grid could simultaneously observe the information of the people on the battlefield.
Instead, the information was very brief.
Name: Chucksley Rokan.
Level: 313
Name: Ferrell Shaiva du Bon.
Level: 305
Name: Andu
Level: 301
…
..
It included the knights of the royal army.
Name: Laden
Level: 258
…
..
The northern knights. In addition, there were the royal soldiers and the northern soldiers. Grid could identify their name and levels. It was impossible to check the details information including stats, skills and stories, but this alone was a big help.
'The average level is 130… It is surprisingly high.'
The average level of the northern soldiers was 110, while the average level of the royal soldiers was 20 higher. Given that the Winston soldiers he saw a few months ago weren't even level 100 yet, the level of the royal soldiers was well above the average. In other words, they were the elite of the kingdom.
'But so what?'
It wasn't as good as Reidan's soldiers. The average level of Reidan's soldiers was 148.
‘Today they will reach 160!'
Ssik!
It was truly a wily smile. It was enough to make the royal army uneasy. Grid dismissed the Great Lord’s Sword and swapped Braham's Boots with Grid's Boots.
[The magic Fly is no longer available. Fly is stopped.]
[You will fall.]
Kwaang!
Grid's Boots boasted a heavy weight. Sand scattered as Grid fell onto the desert sand.
"D-Duke Grid!"
Laden was baffled. He discarded his favourable position in the sky and fell into the middle of the enemy? He couldn't understand Grid's judgment. Grid spoke harshly towards him.
"You are really weak."
"…Huh?"
“I've known you since you started bluffing. You are a braggart who can't fight properly."
Grid judged Laden using three things.
Firstly, it was the first time they met. Laden said there was a rodent hiding in Irene's bedroom. But the result? There wasn't even a fly, let alone a rodent.
The second was his level. The level of the royal knights was at least 300, while Laden was only level 258. It meant that while everyone was hunting hard, Laden was playing alone.
The third thing was results. The royal knights and soldiers were fine, while Laden and the northern army were dying. No matter how great the number, this one-sided result proved that he was powerless.
"Tsk tsk… I don't understand why Father-in-law appreciates you so much."
"Ugh…"
Laden's heart was stabbed as he heard the words.
'The duke's words are true. I am too weak and useless.'
Laden fell into shame. He felt guilty to his lord. Meanwhile, the royal army was astonished.
'He got rid of Beida and the Iron Wind.’
'He is strong enough to defend against Chucksley's sword many times.'
'Yet he is weak?'
Grid's measure of strength seemed to be much different from theirs. Indeed, it was natural. Grid was the kingdom's hero. He already showed overwhelming strength in the golem invasion. They couldn't be compared. The 5,000 army shrank back.
“Plunging into enemy territory alone, you don't understand the situation."
Chucksley pointed his sword at Grid. His momentum was great. Great Swordsman. He had the title of one of the continent's strongest swordsman, so he didn't shrink back despite the opponent being Grid.
"During the Reinhardt invasion, I was somewhat lacking. I could only watch you from a distance."
But.
“Since then, I have made an effort to become stronger than before."
Chucksley wielded his sword. It was a straight trajectory with no flaws. It truly was a sleek and sophisticated blow. Bunny Bunny exclaimed as he filmed the scene from a considerable distance.
'Too fast!'
It was an unavoidable attack. The problem was that Grid gave the enemy an opportunity. Bunny Bunny was sure that Grid would be hit first.
But.
Jeeeong!
A blood sword emerged from a dark space in front of him. It wasn't a greatsword that Grid normally used, so his attack speed surpassed that of Chucksley.
'Fast!'
It was so fast that it couldn't be seen! Grid scoffed at Chucksley, whose attack was blocked.
“Are you a fool? Do you think that I was playing around while you became stronger? I have grown stronger, just like you. You won't catch up."
“Won't catch up?" (TL: Grid uses an Internet slang that basically means someone who can't catch up)
What did that mean? Grid's onslaught poured towards the puzzled Chucksley.
The repetitive use, disassembly and assembly process led to a 100% understanding, and Iyarugt was now going to turn the battlefield into disarray.
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