Chapter 89

“... This!”

Malacus, who was about to crush Regas’ head, became frightened and stopped moving.

'It isn’t a coincidence?’

Before the Tzedakah Guild had arrived here.

Malacus faced Grid 1-on-1 and failed to kill him.

Grid wasn’t strong. Rather, he was weak. If Malacus wanted, he could kill Grid in a matter of seconds. In other words, he was at the level of a bug.

But Grid was somewhat strange. He was obviously weak, but an unknown source radiated from him. The overwhelmed Malacus was forced to step back.

‘I don’t understand it.’

He had dismissed it but after experiencing it again, it wasn’t a coincidence.

The pressure felt from Grid was real.

How could a newbie exert such a powerful presence?

‘I should only fear God Yatan!’

Malacus was disturbed and let go of Regas. Meanwhile, Grid was approaching.

'Shit!'

Malacus retreated to the maximum distance, while Grid helped Regas.

“Regas, are you okay?”

“Grid...”

Regas gazed at Grid with eyes that were twinkling like lanterns.

With a single sword dance, he overwhelmed Malacus who had captured the second-ranked person in the Tzedakah Guild.

Grid alone dominated 17 of the top 100 users, so his presence was bigger than any top ranker that Regas had met.

‘He isn’t even a famous ranker yet he has this dignity...’

Regas recalled the first time he met Grid.

He didn’t wear armor and only hunted monsters with a sword.

Everyone else called him a braggart and laughed, but Regas believed it. He through Grid was a reliable person.

"The more I look at Grid, the greater he is.”

Regas was a ranker in the top 30 of the unified rankings. Yet he was feeling envy towards Grid.

Grid felt an enormous joy at the words.

‘Until recently, I was an ordinary user and now a ranker is admiring me.’

For the original Grid, rankers were a vast presence that could only be seen on TV or in the distance.

But since becoming Pagma’s Descendant, Grid’s life had undergone a great change.

‘My mouth is tingling!’

Grid wanted to wrap himself in Regas’ words. But unfortunately, Restraint only lasted for three seconds. There was no room to relax.

‘Unfortunately, the situation is like this...’

Grid’s brain was busy calculating the profit and losses as he ran away with Regas.

‘After using the sword dance once, I can definitely feel the benefits. It is definite. Considering Regas’ nature, he will want to pay this debt back in the future.’

Three seconds was a short amount of time.

After the duration of Restraint finished, Malacus regained his freedom. Then he appeared in front of Grid in an instant.

It wasn’t a dash type skill, but the manifestation of high-level magic that allowed him to leap through spac