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.

Helena, the legitimate descendent of

“Bunhelier?”

about Evil

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

moment when the efforts of the former emperors of the Saharan Empire, who declared the half-draconians to be vicious and uncivilized, were

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 that doesn't even have the power to bring us

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

Chill.

with fear, Jad proclaimed, “...As promised, we will kill half of you and leave

when a human climbed onto the stage.

“...Ah.”

half-draconians who boasted an ideal body

courageously, “Laden! Run away! You don’t

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

“Kukuk!”

with a laugh. However, the half-draconians didn’t doubt

it

answered on behalf of the laughing low-grade warriors

to hear

“Hrmm...”

beside him. His name was Praba. He visited

you want us to do if you die

my body that has turned to ashes. This isn’t a single-digit knight of the empire. I’m not going to be killed by an unknown soldier in

no longer the center of the world—Helena realized the change and 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 select few from

You don’t have to worry about the consequences if you kill our people. We won’t retaliate and

change the contents

“...?”

saw an old man. His clothing wasn’t fancy but he seemed to be the master of the

am Duke Steim, who was entrusted to this land by the great

in the conversation was

king is great? Be

“......”

it mean to change the content of

against your representative, it means we are stronger. If we win, you

“...You are crazy.”

it was too much to act this crazy. At this point, it

these low-grade creatures,

half-draconians needed were the economy and manpower of Frontier. He wouldn’t be able to endure Helena’s wrath if he destroyed

going to let that person make fun of

“U-Understood.”

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