Overgeared

as like the cruel relationship between an old lion and a young lion.
That’s right.
The young prince’s pledge to be loyal to the king was a very important event in history.

Grid’s kiss with Irene had finished.
Then Grid followed his son’s gaze and his expression distorted like a demon.

‘That bastard is still…!’

He belatedly noticed Lich Mumud standing motionless while gazing at his body.
Grid didn’t know about the living Mumud, but Lich Mumud had become Agnus’ limb.
Agnus was a clear enemy, so Lich Mumud was a dangerous enemy that Grid had to watch out for.

“Agnus! Come out!” Grid’s shout rang out in the sky of early dawn.
He pulled out the Enlightenment Sword and rushed toward Lich Mumud.

“Father! That skeleton isn’t the enemy!”

“Your Majesty! That lich helped us!”

Irene and Lord cried out urgently, but Grid was already close to Mumud.
Moreover, he also couldn’t accept Irene and Lord’s claims so easily.
Mumud had helped Irene and Lord? It was something that Grid couldn’t understand.
He thought that Lord and Irene were mistaken.
The Enlightenment Sword clashed against the magic shield that Lich Mumud had created.
The already damaged walls nearby crumbled from the black flames, but Lich Mumud’s shield was complete.

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“Where is your master?” Grid gritted his teeth at the thought of Agnus.
This person was hiding his body somewhere and laughing at Grid’s suffering wife and son!

“…” Lich Mumud didn’t respond and stared at Grid with deep eyes.
There was no counterattack.
It felt like he was ridiculing Grid.

“Agnus!”

Agnus was a crazy person, making this situation dangerous.
Despite this, Grid was appalled and upset at the thought that Agnus enjoyed Irene and Lord’s suffering.
So, Grid’s offensive became more powerful.
He didn’t care about the small amount of stamina he had recovered and continued attacking Mumud.
In the meantime, he kept the God Hands, the light elemental, and his pets beside Lord and Irene, showing how worried he was about them.

“…” As Lich Mumud stood among the storm of sword attacks and explosions, he recalled his life.
What had he been doing back when he was the same age as the young prince? He had been an orphan who didn’t know his parents’ faces and had to beg for food.
Had he ever tried protecting anyone like the young prince before him had done?

There was one person—his wife whom he’d met in Siren.
She had been his only love whom he’d promised to make happy forever.

Clack…
Clack clack… Mumud’s jaw moved, and his large cracked skull shook.
The sad memories were to blame.
There was a teacher who had raised him.
Mumud had followed him like a father but was then betrayed.
He’d left the wound of betrayal behind him when he met his love, but he became sick with an incurable illness after that.

Clack! Clack clack!

Ahh, yes.
Mumud had lived in pain and died.
There were people he loved, but it was different from an immediate family.
He had found no peace in his life.
Death was his rest, and he had hoped the death would last forever.

“Mumud!”

“…”

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Yet a voice had pulled him out of death.
As if he wasn’t worthy of rest, Mumud had been given a new pain like he was born to suffer.
Clack clack! Clack! Mumud’s jaw moved more rapidly.

“Agnus!” Grid’s eyes turned toward Agnus while attacking Mumud.
Agnus was a half skeleton, which was the sign of turning into a lich.

Who was he fighting with?

Grid had this question but didn’t think further about it.

“You!” Grid had clearly seen Lich Mumud cast magic in Irene and Lord’s direction.
If he hadn’t used Skill Dispel, Irene and Lord might not be in the world right now.
“Die!” Grid’s extreme killing intent was directed to Agnus.
It happened before Irene and Lord could shout anything.

“Mumud! Why aren’t you killing that bastard? Eh? Kik! Kikikik! Kihahahahat!” Agnus crossed the line first.
The silently defending Mumud immediately responded.
He hated Agnus but was forced to follow his orders.

“Kuk…!” Grid was about to fly to Agnus only to be struck by magic in his side.
It was a sphere of mana that decreased Grid’s health by thousands.

“Asshole!”

“Kuahahahahat!”

The chaos reached the peak.
Grid had comforted his family, but then another enemy had appeared.
So, he had been unable to confirm his quest rewards.
He didn’t even know what he had gotten from killing Aliburn.
Agnus was the same.
He had succeeded in raiding Silvenas, but he had run to the banquet hall without checking what he had gained.
It was because he wanted to make sure the powerless woman was okay.

“Ohhhhh!”

“Come!”

The shockwave generated by the conflict was incomparable to before.
It wasn’t just the already collapsed banquet hall.
Even the Vatican was shaken.
The residents of the village below the mountain were worried that a landslide could occur.