Overgeared

“The appearance of a half-draconian is the same as a human but it is different when they take off their clothes. There are scales covering every important part so the key is to aim for this. You can’t cut the scales with ordinary sword techniques.”

Laden arrived at the training ground after Grid and listened carefully.

Only one hour...

In that short time, Grid claimed that he had returned from hunting a half-draconian. It was physically impossible. First of all, he was bound by the concept of distance. However, it was the truth. Their king had performed many miracles and wouldn’t joke about this.

“The shape of the scales is like this...”

Grid explained by drawing a picture. The visual representation of the blade sliding against the scales helped Laden understand.

[The skill ‘Beginner Arts’ has been acquired!]

[It perfectly represents the scale of the half-draconians who are rarely seen. Upgraded from Beginner Arts to Intermediate Arts!]

It was thanks to the high dexterity. The things that Grid did with his hand were more than the basics.

“This is why a half-draconian’s transformation is terrifying. The moment they transform, their whole body,, with the exception of their face, will be covered with scales, turning their whole body into a weapon...”

Grid quantified the physical characteristics, combat methods, attributes, and techniques of the half-draconians as well as detailed specifications such as attack, defense, magic power, and resistance. In only an hour, he had become an expert in the half-draconians. It was as if he studied the half-draconians for decades. By now, Laden’s mind had become a bit unsettled. The king wouldn’t lie but Laden was worried that he might be slightly bluffing.

On the other hand, Duke Steim’s eyes glowed brightly. “As expected of Your Majesty! You are my son-in-law! My daughter isn’t worth it!”

“No, Irene is too good for me. I’ve always been a poor husband to her while she has been the best wife. It isn’t regretful, Father-in-law.”

“Your Majesty...!”

“......”

This was true trust. Laden felt ashamed when he saw Duke Steim, who absolutely trusted Grid. He rebuked himself for daring to doubt King Grid.

Grid explained for the next few minutes before asking Laden, “Is it drawn in your head?”

Laden was a genius. He immediately grasped the point of the question and nodded. “Yes, the information given by Your Majesty is so vast and detailed that it is easily drawn.”

It was a virtual image of a half-draconian. Now Laden was able to bring the middle-class half-draconian called Helvaton into his mind. It was now possible to engage in a virtual battle. It was the result of the perfect combination of Laden’s talent and the accurate information provided by Keen Insight.

Grid nodded and pulled out the portable furnace and white phosphorus wood. “Okay, from now on, I will be blacksmithing. Be sure to accumulate combat experience.”

Then Grid took out an anvil and hammer. Blacksmithing on the training field...

standpoint, it was a very unusual scene. However, Laden and

closed his eyes after pulling out his sword and shield.

“Keuk!”

Laden, quickly narrowed the distance, and neutralized the shield with technique. Once Laden’s shield fell to the ground, he fired

“Pant...Pant!”

first virtual battle, Laden died within 20 seconds and gasped as he opened his eyes. Grid was just lighting the firewood. He glanced at the sweaty Laden and scolded, “Is

transformation is their power, I thought I could only practice after

it at your own

a half-draconian before they transformed then there was no need to assume the state of transformation. However, Laden didn’t have that much firepower. The convinced Grid started using the bellows while Laden

all weapons skillfully. Laden’s spear-throwing skills were excellent. His spear flew in a straight line and quickly reached Helvaton. Laden was already running behind the spear. It was intended to exploit the

Tong!

Then Laden’s spear fell to the ground without even scratching the scales. Heltavon grabbed Laden’s face with one hand and smiled. It was a smile that mocked the fearless prey who came running in on

“...Pant!Pant!Pant!”

lost once again but Laden’s face was surprisingly bright. Unlike the first confrontation where he didn’t even try, he had no regrets about the second confrontation. His heart

race that is good at combat. He understood that my attack wasn’t dangerous and ignored

that once anything was thrown, the half-draconian would fold his wings to defend. However, this was the result because the opponent was

“Um...? Cough, cough.”

filled with smoke. It was smoke from the fire. Frontier Castle’s

“Cough...”

politely handed it to him before turning his attention to Grid. After he finished with the bellows, Grid took out a dark bead that Laden saw for the first time in his life. Then Grid entered the smelting stage. He didn’t seem to care about

‘Ah!’

place where it was hard to breathe. Laden seemed to figure out the king’s intentions behind burning firewood indoors in a

recreating the environment of the Chaos Mountains... Yes,

to easily react to all types of situations when fighting with the half-draconians in Frontier. Laden once again closed his eyes. Now he was standing in the Chaos Mountains. He started fighting in a much harsher environment than before.

“Um, okay.”

heart was a dark iron rod. A hollow iron rod. In

“...?”

and closed his eyes again. He had a virtual enemy in his head and

“Hahahat!”

the half-draconian who had won many battles was arrogant. He smiled and rushed to Laden. This didn’t mean he was careless. All the judgments and actions of the half-draconian were sophisticated. The half-draconian flapped his wings. Laden withstood the wind pressure with the

of the half-draconian’s shin that collided with the mace and Laden remembered it. There was no momentary disturbance in the

continued to be linked. It was like a waterfall and Laden was continuously suppressed. After a kick to the ankle and a scratch to the

Now it was after 100 battles and he got used to it, allowing him to use the

‘Now!’

degree angle and the half-draconian’s leg soared into the air. Afterwards, Laden aimed

the first time, the scales of

‘Ahh!’