Overgeared

Reidan, which faced the empire, could be called the gateway to the Overgeared Kingdom. The Overgeared Kingdom had never allowed the empire to advance into Reidan. The elite forces armed with Grid’s mass-produced set and the top rankers blocked the empire.

It was why the imperial army had been stuck in the desert for a month. The imperial army was exhausted from fighting every day in the desolate and hot desert and was tired enough to think that the spires of Reidan Castle in the distance was actually a mirage.

It happened one day when the imperial army’s morale was low.

“The enemy in front has retreated!”

“Ha!”

Good news came to them. The desert—it was an unfamiliar terrain for the imperial soldiers. It was news that the Overgeared Kingdom’s troops fighting here had moved back.

“Now we can break through the desert without interference!”

“Start a rapid march to Reidan Castle!”

In the imperial army’s main barracks, the nobles were excited by the good news, but the commander—Marquis Fulbas—ignored their cries. He sought advice from his staff, “The desert is a very favorable terrain for the Overgeared members who are familiar with the desert. Why did they discard the desert and move back? Will there be traps?”

“There will naturally be traps.”

“There is a high probability that they will lead us to terrain with many giant worms.”

“Every oasis will release poison.”

“There is also a need to be careful of ambushes using the curved slope.”

“Nevertheless, we must traverse the desert. If we don’t cross the desert, we won’t be able to reach Reidan.”

“If we march with sufficient care, we won’t suffer much damage from the traps.”

The opinions of the staff members all coincided. They knew there were traps, yet they had no choice but to march.

“We must advance as quickly as possible. I’m sure the reason why the Overgeared army moved back is that they’re tired.”

“That’s right. Now is the right time for red energy.”

They had to take risks in order to win the opportunity. The staff members insisted, and Marquis Fulbas nodded. The imperial army was less tired because reinforcements kept arriving, but the Overgeared army was different. Their numbers were limited, and they couldn’t help being tired from the ongoing battle. The time had come to glimpse victory.

“Send a command to march with full force.”

“Yes!”

“Understood!”

After all, they had a great army of 250,000. Thousands of troops had been consumed in the lasting war, but the size of the imperial army had grown. Before them, Reidan’s 80,000 troops were no different from a candle in front of the wind.

“Waaahhhhhhhh!”

The leaders engaged in propaganda through the barracks, and the empire’s momentum rose to the sky. They literally stepped foot in the desert. It was hot sand that their feet sank into. The Overgeared army that had been camped there just yesterday was gone.

The imperial army marched in without a hitch. They continued to move forward, keeping the high spires of Reidan Castle in their vision. Of course, the march wasn’t easy. Giant worms popped up all over the desert and destroyed the formation of the imperial army, eating hundreds of soldiers. Due to the poisoning of every oasis, they couldn’t get an independent supply of water and were forced to wait for the supply unit. The marching rate gradually slowed down.

resent the Rebecca Church.” Marquis Fulbas clicked

for hundreds of years? They felt deep respect for the supreme goddess, Rebecca, but they also coveted the divine power of the Rebecca Church. The divine power of the Rebecca priests who ‘cleansed’ curses

of the war with the Yatan Church. It was a natural attitude for Pope Damian, the man

‘Pascal’s failure influenced this...’

worst mistake the empire had made was not taking over the Rebecca Church. His Majesty the Emperor was too comfortable. The death of Empress Aria and the

“There is something strange.”

“...?”

Fulbas, who was marching at the head of the army, stopped in place. The expressions of his deputy and staff didn’t look

has been

“...!”

up the march before the night got darker. Then why did he get

a break and send new

“Yes!”

by the deputy and rode away. They had an obligation to identify and report in advance the hazards of the main route. Yet a report didn’t come back. The newly

“Prepare for battle!”

desert night, the muscles of the soldiers contracted as their tension was heightened. Their nerves were sharpened as

The enemy’s approach wasn’t detected at all. There

“...”

the sooner it would break. As time passed and nothing happened, the tension of the soldiers dispersed.

earth shook, and the sand of the desert vibrated. The surprised Marquis Fulbas and the imperial

“A young child?”

beautiful boy rose from the ground and looked at the crowd with arrogant eyes that weren’t suitable for his

arrived after

“...!”

With transcendent beauty, long

“Vampire!”

the vampire species had been cursed strongly by God Yatan. It was the Curse of Idleness. They didn’t wake up easily from their sleep. There were few cases in history of them rising aboveground. So, why was a vampire boy in the desert? How had he overcome the Curse of Idleness and come up from

the vampire boy, while bows and spears aimed at the boy. There was only one vampire. Even a

know themselves and go stepping on human

had no fear as they fired their bows and stabbed their spears. Hundreds of infantry rushed with their weapons. The vampire was destined to be stabbed to death like skewered

the boy. It was a bloody magic power that cleared the darkness of the night. Stretching over the desert

“Kuaaaaak!”

“H-Hik!”

soldiers’ screams echoed. The massive bloody magic power ripped at the armor and flesh of the imperial soldiers, absorbed all their

dying soldiers were like mummies and the leaders paled. Filled with terror,

shouted, “T-That

“...?”

true blood vampire but the strongest warrior directly

“...!”

didn’t fit the description and were taken aback. A direct descendant... A long time ago, Marie Rose was described as the greatest disaster of humanity in

tell me...!” Cries of shock

Fulbas gave a small roar

away his silver hair and

“Earl!”

were fewer than 10 vampires who could be classified, and they were the direct descendants. Yes, the boy in front of them was in the same class as Marie Rose. He

did he appear at this time to interrupt their march? Marquis Fulbas’ body trembled as he was filled with all sorts of

the

“...!”