Overgeared

took out a dark bead that Laden saw for the first time in his life.
Then Grid entered the smelting stage.
He didn’t seem to care about the smoke.

‘Ah!’

Laden recalled the environment of the Chaos Mountains.
It was a place where it was hard to breathe.
Laden seemed to figure out the king’s intentions behind burning firewood indoors in a chimney-free room.

‘His Majesty is deliberately recreating the environment of the Chaos Mountains…
Yes, I’m fighting in the Chaos Mountains, just like His Majesty.’

If he could adapt to this, it would be possible to easily react to all types of situations when fighting with the half-draconians in Frontier.
Laden once again closed his eyes.
Now he was standing in the Chaos Mountains.
He started fighting in a much harsher environment than before.
Then he was repeatedly defeated, defeated, and defeated again by Heltavon.
He repeated almost 100 battles until his physical strength and mental strength reached the limits, yet he lasted over one minute in only four battles.

“Um, okay.”

Grid finished hammering.
The object he made with all his heart was a dark iron rod.
A hollow iron rod.
In that empty space, Grid inserted a sharp, thorn-like blade.
A thin, short blade was snugly tucked into the iron rod.

“…?”

What was this? The tool that had a completely new form sparked Laden’s curiosity but it was only for a moment.
Laden’s concentration was very good.
He recalled his duty and closed his eyes again.
He had a virtual enemy in his head and the environment was calm.
The embers of the portable furnace used by Grid were extinguished and the smoke was dissipating.
Laden’s vision and breathing returned to normal.

“Hahahat!”

In Laden’s imagination, the half-draconian who had won many battles was arrogant.
He smiled and rushed to Laden.
This didn’t mean he was careless.
All the judgments and actions of the half-draconian were sophisticated.
The half-draconian flapped his wings.
Laden withstood the wind pressure with the shield.
Then he blocked the incoming kick with the mace.

There was a very small scratch on the scales of the half-draconian’s shin that collided with the mace and Laden remembered it.
There was no momentary disturbance in the breathing of the virtual half-draconain who was a collection of all the information Grid had gathered with Keen Insight.

The half-draconian’s punches and kicks continued to be linked.
It was like a waterfall and Laden was continuously suppressed.
After a kick to the ankle and a scratch to the face, the half-draconian aimed at the lower body to break Laden’s balance.
Once this failed, he rotated and kicked the top.

At first, Laden failed to cope for five seconds against this anomalous offensive, which changed depending on the situation.
Now it was after 100 battles and he got used to it, allowing him to use the shield more actively.
He moved the shield quicker than before and held the shield more exquisitely.
The momentum of the half-draconian’s attacks gradually weakened, slowly but surely.

‘Now!’

The shield blocked the attack at a 90 degree angle and the half-draconian’s leg soared into the air.
Afterwards, Laden aimed at the shin with the mace.
Then—

For the first time, the scales of the half-draconian were broken.

‘Ahh!’

Laden was thrilled.
Breaking the scales was only the first step in attacking the half-draconians.
The scales were destroyed but the half-draconian’s subsequent move blew away Laden’s head.

“…Pant!”

Laden was once again defeated in battle.
Grid looked at him fighting alone for a few hours and beckoned.

“Come here.”

“Yes!”

Laden was indeed an example of a knight.
He ran straight to Grid despite his extreme fatigue.
Grid handed him the black iron rod.

“How is the grip?”

“The grip is much more familiar than a weapon I have been using for 10 years.”

It wasn’t flattery.
Laden said exactly what he felt as he swung the iron rod.
It had the right weight so the power was properly channeled.
Above all, he felt that the energy of the iron itself was unusual.

“Isn’t there a button on the handle? Press it.”

Laden pressed the button and a blade sprang out of the iron rod.
The speed was like lightning and the momentum was considerable.
it was a concealed weapon.
Laden repeatedly retracted and extended the blade and gradually became accustomed to using the iron rod.
Indeed, it was a high quality and adaptable weapon for someone with Weapons Mastery.

Grid nodded with a satisfied expression and explained to Laden.
“It is a great anti-draconian weapon.
The Black Tortoise’s Breath in the iron rod will corrode the scales of the half-draconians.
Hit them with the iron rod, break the scales, and then insert the blade.
How about it? Isn’t it simple?”

“Yes!”

Laden was a knight.
Originally, he would’ve felt repulsed to use a concealed weapon.
However, he was currently in a position to argue over it.
His fate was at stake.
Nevertheless, he felt a bit dubious.
Not only was the black tortoise god unfamiliar to him, it was questionable if this thin blade could penetrate the skin of the half-draconians.
Grid took back the iron rod and slit his wrist with a knife.

“Your Majesty!”

Duke Steim and Laden’s faces were white with astonishment from Grid’s self-harming behavior.
Grid gestured at them to retreat and dripped blood from his wrist onto the iron rod.
Then he slightly heated the iron rod using the residual heat of the furnace and started to temper it.

He was intent on reproducing the Thorn of Deep Grievance.
It was a weapon that ignored the target’s defense to a certain extent and had the best skills, ‘Cursed Bloodline’ and ‘Laceration.’ In particular, it had the skill Laceration that dealt fixed damage equivalent to 60% of the target’s maximum health.

The higher the level of the target, the more often it failed to trigger.
The level of Grid’s opponents were usually so high that he ignored this skill, but this time Laden would face a ‘low-grade’ opponent.
To put it another way, it was a low level opponent.

‘It’ll work.’

The Black Tortoise Thorn (stage name) would surely break the scales of the enemy and pierce the heart.

Ttang!Ttang!Ttang!

The tempering was coming to an end.
A new form of weapon containing Grid’s blood was completed at Grid’s fingertips while he was in a trance.

[The ‘Blood King’s Blood’ has permeated the production item…]

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