Overgeared

“Look at the height of the walls. How can they live in such an enclosed place?”

“The weaker the creature, the more anxious they are. They can’t rest easy unless they rely on a facility like that.”

“Hahat, it doesn’t mean anything.”

The snow was shining under the cloudy sun.

Flap.

Three half-draconians with wide wings were crossing the walls of Frontier. The soldiers at the guard posts had their bodies wrapped in yeti leather and reflexively fired their bows, causing the security chief to scream.

“Leave them!”

The shout was too late. All six arrows fired into the sky were returned intact and struck the soldiers.

“Dammit!”

They had reflexively fired their bows. Their constant training had become poison. The security chief was red-eyed at the deaths of the young soldiers and hurriedly struck the bell. It signaled an enemy attack but the interior of Frontier was surprisingly quiet. There were few agitated people. It was because Duke Steim announced in advance that the enemy would soon come.

Hundreds of thousands of residents had already locked their doors and stayed at home. Additionally, there were thousands of residents gathered in the square to wait for the half-draconians. All of them prayed for Laden’s victory. They wished for Laden to set an example to these vicious invaders, yet the moment the invaders appeared in the square, the residents’ prayers stopped. Just like a rabbit froze in front of a tiger, all the residents were terrified of the half-draconians.

It was a difference in species. The half-draconians who appeared in the sky had the same appearance as a human except for the wings on their back, but they still gave off a suffocating pressure.

‘W-What...?’

‘Laden... Sir Laden is in danger!’

Even ordinary people who didn’t know about combat had this idea. It was a type of intuition. In the early hours of the morning, three half-draconians gradually descended to the newly made stage and dominated the city with just their presence.

“Bah, how annoying.”

“I wonder if this is the right place.”

The half-draconians frowned at the sight of the people in the square—some had collapsed in place while others were shaking. The people who saw them snorting and retracting their wings also frowned.

‘Cheeky guys.’

‘I would step out if I could.’

There was something special about the hometown. The players who chose Frontier as their starting city and had been active there for years were very upset by this. Yet no one could do so. It was because it was meaningless to challenge NPCs with a much higher level than Hao when they couldn’t even reach Hao.

In the first place, there was the warning from Duke Steim. Last night, Duke Steim announced the situation and firmly hammered it into Frontier’s soldiers and residents. It was Laden’s job to drive out the half-draconians so no one should get in the way...

They didn’t know what the punishment would be if they ignored the warning so the players decided to watch rather than act recklessly.

Jad. I serve Helena, the

“Bunhelier?”

about

Buzz buzz.

a disturbance once one of the three half-draconians stepped forward and introduced himself. From the perspective of the people who were overwhelmed by the half-draconians, they couldn’t refute the claim that the half-draconians were descendants of a dragon. Maybe it was the

be vicious and uncivilized, were lost. Hundreds of years of falsehoods were shattered the moment

is to give you a chance. Prove that you have the power to make us happy. Then all of you will survive and enjoy the glory of being our slaves. However, if you turn out to be garbage

the people in the square. The golden pupils that were colder than snowflakes resembled

Chill.

Jad proclaimed, “...As promised, we will kill half of you and leave only the ones that suit our taste to enslave. It will be much

a human climbed onto the stage. It was Laden. Frontier’s strongest person, who was trusted and envied by the

“...Ah.”

fervently cheer Laden on but they were forced to remain silent once they faced reality. Laden’s body seemed relatively small in front of the half-draconians who boasted an ideal body ratio and muscles optimized for combat. Just based on the difference on the surface, the half-draconians completely overwhelmed Laden. Therefore, the residents couldn’t support Laden. They felt like they would just be pushing Laden

courageously, “Laden! Run away! You

the residents tried to pull Laden off the stage but Laden was consistent in his silence. He was wearing barbed armor and didn’t

“Kukuk!”

half-draconians didn’t doubt their ears. They already had experience with frightened

it

answered on behalf of the laughing low-grade

love to hear the

“Hrmm...”

to one of the low-grade warriors standing beside him. His name was Praba. He visited

want us to do if

the empire. I’m not going to be killed by an unknown soldier in a small

declared her independence. However, the half-draconians who followed her hadn’t realized the change yet. They were still thinking about the empire. They regarded humans as inferior creatures apart from a

don’t have to worry about the consequences if you kill our

change

“...?”

from the stage. He saw an old man. His clothing wasn’t fancy but he seemed to be

who was entrusted to this

involved in the conversation was the ruler

is great?

“......”

to

If we win, you must be the ones enslaved, not our people. Isn’t that

“...You are crazy.”

was too much to

hell do you, these low-grade creatures, have such confidence?

away. However, the things the half-draconians needed were the economy and manpower of Frontier. He

you going to let that person make fun of you? Come on, let’s start

“U-Understood.”

As if declaring that there would be no more conversation, he took off his coat and proceeded to transform. His role was to terrorize the humans of Frontier. He had to be as destructive as possible. Praba’s shoulders widened and his chest became bigger. The hands and feet at the end of