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.

the Rebecca Church.” Marquis

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 and ‘healed’ wounds was the greatest strength in wartime. Look at this war. The casualties would be greatly

support by using the pretext of the war with the Yatan

‘Pascal’s failure influenced this...’

was not taking over the Rebecca Church. His Majesty the Emperor was too comfortable. The death of Empress Aria and the betrayal of Piaro robbed

“There is something strange.”

“...?”

the head of the army, stopped in place. The expressions of his deputy and staff didn’t

been lost from the

“...!”

had come. The hot sand of the desert cooled down. They had to speed up the march before the night got darker. Then why did

the whole army a break and

“Yes!”

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 dispatched 100 people also disappeared like

“Prepare for battle!”

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

was calm. The enemy’s approach wasn’t detected at all. There weren’t even the cries

“...”

happened, the tension of the soldiers dispersed.

the sand of the desert vibrated. The surprised Marquis Fulbas and the imperial forces turned their eyes

“A young child?”

ground and looked

has arrived after

“...!”

astonished. With transcendent beauty, long pointy teeth, and eyes that

“Vampire!”

cursed strongly by God Yatan. It was the Curse of Idleness. They didn’t wake up easily from their sleep. There were

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

know themselves and go

their spears. Hundreds of infantry rushed with their weapons. The vampire was destined to

darkness of the night. Stretching over the desert to the extent of swallowing it, the bloody

“Kuaaaaak!”

“H-Hik!”

The massive bloody magic power ripped at the armor and flesh of the imperial soldiers,

paled. Filled with terror, the soldiers

of the nobles shouted, “T-That isn’t a true

“...?”

a true blood vampire but the strongest warrior directly created by

“...!”

were taken aback. A direct descendant... A

tell me...!” Cries of shock burst out

Fulbas gave a

boy swept away his silver hair and

“Earl!”

and they were the direct descendants. Yes, the boy in front of them was in

appear at this time to interrupt their march? Marquis Fulbas’ body trembled as

earl of the

“...!”