Overgeared

Beriache, the great demon of satiation—she peeked at the rules of the world and condemned Yatan. After being exiled, she gave birth to 10 children. She repeatedly warned her children who had great desires like herself.

‘Don’t harm your own blood and flesh. If you covet your siblings’ blood then my aspirations will be in vain. This is a warning.’

Braham Eshwald was the only child who rebelled against her ultimatum of deep concern. Braham coveted infinite knowledge and tried to overcome the Curse of Sloth. He turned away from the words of his mother, whom he loved and respected.

This was the cause of Braham’s life being plagued by grief and suffering.

‘Would I have met you if the Curse of Sloth still controlled me?’

It was also the beginning of the miracle that led to the meeting of Braham and Grid. Braham didn’t regret going against his mother’s words.

“Sky.”

The sword dance that declared itself as heaven. As if shouting that he would punish those who doubted and denied him, Grid connected all types of powerful sword dances. Braham’s lips curled up in a happy smile at the sight.

He was happy. He was proud that he had been of some help to this ‘close to complete’ being who was a blacksmith and the Hero King, a person who wasn’t a Sword Saint, but glimpsed the extremes of swordsmanship. A person who also had the qualification to learn magic.

There was a rainbow reflection. Braham was thrilled as he returned the waves of sword dances to Grid using the legendary great magic that reflected all attacks. It was because Grid counterattacked and returned all the sword dances to him. Braham dodged using Teleport and defended his body with Shield. Then he spoke in a rather excited voice, “As you know, I am truly a genius.”

“Gasp... Gasp... Yes, yes, you are.”

Grid hadn’t expected all his sword dances to be reflected. If it was before he obtained Chiyou’s secret technique, he would’ve died just now. It would’ve been impossible for him to react with Flower Revolve. Unlike the gasping Grid, Braham spoke calmly, “However, there were certainly geniuses who were better than me.”

Mumud and Marie Rose—meeting them placed a terrible curse on Braham. The curse of resenting his lacking talent.Braham sometimes shed tears as he measured their talent against his own. At the same time, he felt great pleasure. He was able to set his goals higher due to the presence of people greater than himself.

“Every time I vowed to go beyond them, my passion swelled like the sun. However, now...”

“......?”

“I think you can surpass me so my passion is hotter than at that time.”

“Huh?”

No, what was this? It was honestly too much of a leap that he could surpass Braham. He heard these words after being helpless for five minutes. It must be lip service... The frowning Grid suddenly had a thought. Braham, giving lip service? It was impossible bullshit. Braham didn’t care about others. He was a being who had no experience in pleasing others. All his words were heartfelt.

‘Then will I surpass Braham one day?’

Meteor fell toward the head of the thrilled Grid.

“In about 1,000 years?”

“Aaaack!”

***

was beaten so neatly?

“Groan...”

he recalled the battle. To be honest, he didn’t feel like he made any mistakes. His loss

if a transcendent didn’t

by Braham’s predictions and his reflexes were counteracted by instant cast magic. Shunpo could originally change the situation with a single use, but it was countered

that my behavior

was because he had lived for hundreds of years and had rich experience in fighting. Grid had been fighting every moment for the past 10 years, but

can take

then he would face countless defeats in the future. His records of defeat would pile up like a mountain. The enemies that Grid had to face were

“Don’t get frustrated.”

Did he meet a god or something? Grid had grown so fast that it even gave rise to this absurd idea. He had believed himself to be the strongest and didn’t hide his arrogant and confident spirit, only to be helplessly defeated. Braham expected him to be shocked, but

frustrated when you are my opponent?”

was the strongest magician of all time and had even accumulated divinity recently. He might not have recovered to his prime, but it was natural for

lost to you. I would’ve been shocked

to fight. Braham wanted to ask the grateful Grid ‘Who will you lose to apart from me?’ but he shut his mouth

and study papers. He resented the textbooks and study papers that he couldn’t understand no matter how much he read. However, this had changed since Satisfy

replied, “No, reading

so?

“......”

Braham said this without scoffing. Just a few years ago, Grid was a fool. Wasn’t Braham the one who called him a stone head? He

fallen off your head. I wanted this to

when Grid glared at Braham who was seriously muttering to

and changed their layout. Soon, a bookshelf came

“Choose one.”

dozens of millions of books stored in the library were embodied fragments of Braham’s knowledge. It meant the contents of all the books were

“What are these books?”

written in the books on

“......!”

jumped wildly again. In fact, he had abandoned magic. He could no longer learn magic the moment his second class, Legendary Great Magician, changed to Duke of Wisdom. Still, he hoped that Braham would separately teach him magic. It was just that Braham’s response was so strong despite Grid’s intelligence exceeding 4,000 that he was forced to throw away his remaining

he was freely given the magic books. There were also hundreds of books

learn

He was about to open it when Braham spoke like he was surprised,

same on the outside anyway. Does it make

had black covers. They were books without titles. It

book. Why don’t you think