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...

a very unusual scene. However, Laden and

your order!” Laden answered vigorously and closed his eyes after pulling out his sword

“Keuk!”

and boasted tremendous physical ability. He laughed at Laden, quickly narrowed the distance, and neutralized the shield with technique. Once Laden’s

“Pant...Pant!”

just lighting the firewood. He glanced at

is their power, I thought I could only practice

it at your

he could kill 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

strength of the knight class was the ability to handle all weapons skillfully. Laden’s spear-throwing skills were excellent. His spear flew in a straight line and quickly

Tong!

and just let Laden’s short spear hit his body. Then Laden’s spear fell to the ground without even scratching the scales. Heltavon grabbed Laden’s face with one hand and smiled.

“...Pant!Pant!Pant!”

he didn’t even try, he had no regrets about the second confrontation. His heart

a combat race that is good at combat.

had an ‘instinct’ to block projectiles. Grid said that once anything was thrown, the half-draconian would fold his wings to

“Um...? Cough, cough.”

was rising from his seat. Looking around, he noticed that everywhere was filled with smoke. It was smoke from the fire. Frontier Castle’s

“Cough...”

and 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

‘Ah!’

Chaos Mountains. It was a place where it was hard to breathe. Laden

the Chaos Mountains... Yes, I’m fighting in the Chaos Mountains, just

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

“Um, okay.”

The object he made with all his heart was a dark iron rod. A hollow iron rod. In that empty space, Grid inserted a

“...?”

completely new form sparked Laden’s curiosity but it was only for a moment. Laden’s concentration was very good. He recalled his duty and closed his eyes again. He had a virtual enemy in his head and the environment was calm.

“Hahahat!”

rushed to Laden. This didn’t mean he was careless. All the judgments and actions of

Laden remembered it. There was no momentary disturbance in the breathing of the virtual half-draconain who was a collection of all the information Grid had gathered with Keen

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

which changed depending on the situation. Now it was after 100 battles and he got used to it, allowing him to

‘Now!’

the attack at a 90 degree angle and the half-draconian’s leg soared into the

time, the scales of the half-draconian were

‘Ahh!’