Overgears
Chapter 41

Satria sends a message to Zenia and Renata, that he has been defeated by a member in the Helios guild who has a serrated sword.

Zenia and Renata who were conducting a raid in Forgotten City immediately came out.

However, they both got pretty good results. Thanks to Satria's letter of recommendation for the evolution of the job, Renata managed to rise to level 35 and successfully ascended the last job of Rune Caster, La Geas. Zenia managed to rise to level 45.

The three of them were on the lower floor of the shophouse which Hera had temporarily borrowed from Satria.

“Sat, are you papa?” ask Zenia worried.

“Bad too anyway. I lost the Syverian Phantom Armor Set along with all four weapons. Though I bought it from Harold for 1000 evo, because of the special custom armor set,” Satria replied looking down sadly.

“I'm sorry Sat. I can't help you.” Renata patted Satria's right shoulder to strengthen her and regretted not being able to help her when Satria was in trouble.

"It's okay. But I'll get revenge on —"

"Nion, his name is Nion. Vice Leader member in the Helios Guild. He is a very talented player and difficult to beat. Guild 4E once clashed with him and we lost a lot of resources,” cut Zenia with a sharp look and hardened the jaw for having the same enemy as Satria.

“Sat, I am new to playing this Overgear game. But, if the opponent is a strong player then we beat by the amount. My advice is why we do not recruit friends or establish what is the name of the guild or guild,” said Renata gave advice.

“Ren, setting up a guild is not an easy matter. I must have enough resources and a lot of Overdrive as well. We are just a dark horse party that has no sponsors, and it is difficult when it comes to financial matters,” rejected Satria and felt the advice given by Renata was too grandiose.

“Safira, I've investigated it. It's not like you can use him or work with him. Look!”

Zinia showed her smartphone to Satria. By showing posts belonging to Safira who is looking for party members to be recruited.

“Huh .. Safira again.” Satria immediately sighed listlessly.

“Why the hell? What's up with you guys? Don't tell me that Safira is the son of Prigya Maheswari and the number one richest person in Indonesia? Thing problem. You have irrelevant thoughts about wealth, Sat,” reply Zinia by completely rejecting what Satria thinks about Safira's wealth.

“How do you mean? I don't understand,” timpal Renata with a face filled with question marks.

“You know why I let go of my wealth?” zenia asked Renata and the blue-haired girl just shook her head slowly, “Actually I have wanted to be friends with her for a long time. But he always had a problem about wealth.”

Zinia began to tell when she first entered college and one class with Satria. He wanted to be friends with her, but when Satria saw himself getting out of a luxury car and his friends said that if Zenia status was the number one richest family in Bandung, Satria had always shied away from Zenia until now.

Zenia entered into the 4E members actually just want to protect Satria from the ignorance of Vincent, Arven and Kira. As the three of them judged her, Zenia always pretended to bully Satria and kept her away. That's how Zenia mitigated Satria from the 4E gang's prank.

“So, you ..?!” Satria widened her eyes to hear Zenia's honest story.

“I understand. Satria ...” Renata patted Satria on the shoulder and continued, “Sat, human destiny is like a wheel, it can be above and it can also be below. But to rise to the top takes a lot of effort. One of them is to change our paradigm or view of wealth. Very shortsighted if you judge friendship by poverty and wealth.”

“Huh …. Yes I was wrong. Maybe I should open my heart and mind to learn more about life. I'm going to see Safira to apologize.”

Arriving at the cafe owned by Luna, Satria entered the cafe and his eyes went around looking for the whereabouts of Sapphira in a hurry.

“Sat, are you here? Want to eat?” ask Luna who is traveling around the customer desk area to check the cleanliness of each table.

“Eh, yes Lun. Look ... I'm looking for Sa-safira, did you see her?” ask Satria back with breath.

“Safira is on the second floor being together —”

Before Luna finished the answer to Satria's question. The fat man had already climbed to the second floor through the stairs and saw Safra being held by Jonathan who was whining.

Satria pecked with the feeling of his heart as if pierced by needles. But he remained steadfast and sat at the table opposite to Sapphira's table. Then order food to the waiter who has served Sapphira.

“I'll be waiting for him. After all I am no one Sapphira,” murmured with determination with tears already welling up in her eyelids.

Long waiting for Satria's order to come, he saw Sapphira face bent, even though his hand was held by Jonathan affectionately.

“Ra, I'm sorry. That time I was —”

THE PLAQUE!

Sapphira immediately stood up by forcibly removing Jonathan's hand that was holding it. Then slapped Jonathan's left cheek very hard.

“Cih, sorry.” Safira smiled cynically and continued, “After you know I'm a rich kid? Rubbish, really rubbish. Satria is much better than you, very far away. Even he stayed away from me after knowing I was a rich man, you little sycophant!”

Satria who was eating and not known whereabouts by Sapphira, because it was blocked by Jonathan's body immediately choked to a fart, “ Pffft …! Uhuk-uhuk …. Preet!”

Jonathan who heard that silly voice turned his gaze to Satria by turning his head and Safira finally saw Satria, “Satria?!” he said with widened eyes.

Jonathan went straight up to the fat man behind and grabbed him by the collar with a threatening look, “Oh, you whose name is Satria?”

"Yes, why? I don't have a problem with you but if you want to fight then come on! In the game, in the real world, I'm ready to serve," challenged Satria with a sharp gaze and an extremely powerful killing aura.

Jonathan was urinating with both knees shivering, “Ti-no. A-i ...”

The mohawk-haired man ran so fast that he hit the wall adjacent to the door leading to the stairs. He ran because he was very afraid of the killing aura emitted by Satria who had already managed to reach the first stage of the flying Dragon sword technique that Byakta had taught him.

"Aren't you papa, Sat?" tanya Sapphira approached Satria with a worried face.

"It's okay. Only my collar is torn, hehehe …." Satria showed her collar while chuckling and scratching her head that did not itch and made Sapphira laugh out loud.