Overgeared

Eclipse—the strongest and worst assassination group that existed for over a thousand years. They were currently serving ‘Lantier’ Faker and were steadily adapting to the new group called the Overgeared Shadows.

Life without harming innocent people, for example, kidnapping young boys and girls, brought peace to their hearts. They might have received brainwashing training to accept any evil behavior and killing as long as it was an order from their superiors, but their human heart still remained in their subconscious.

To be honest, they liked life in the Overgeared Kingdom. As they started to learn their forgotten feelings and morality, they gradually realized the value of life and felt they had finally become human beings. They didn’t have any doubts or anxieties about their new life, except for the fact that their organization name was the Overgeared Shadows. However, today they were full of doubts.

‘Restaurants...?’

An important mission—the assassins gathered urgently at Lantier’s command and were shaken by the mission assigned by the Overgeared King himself. The contents of this mission were so confusing that they revealed their agitation despite being emotionally stunted. Look for hidden restaurants across the country? It seemed much more difficult than the task of finding and killing a public target without leaving any small clues behind.

“Can I dare ask one question?”

A talented person with the nickname Advent of Silence—he was number 166 and the third shadow position during the Eclipse era. Once he raised his hand, Faker gave him the right to speak. He asked, “A restaurant selling delicious food. Is the dictionary meaning correct?”

“That’s right.”

“What is delicious food? Isn’t food just a tool to fill our stomachs?”

They were beings who were abducted before they were mature and raised as Eclipse assassins. Appetite, libido, material desires, etc.—taste was a luxury for them who had all their desires castrated. Therefore, they didn’t understand the concept of taste properly.

“......”

Faker looked at the assassins showing curious expressions and ordered a subordinate to bring over delicacies.

“I think it would be quicker for you to try it and feel it yourself.”

Faker gestured and the assassins started to eat. They soon put down their knives and forks. It was because they couldn’t feel any taste. The moment they felt a bit of satiety, they started rejecting the food. Certain educations they received over the years made them act this way.

“Hmm...”

Choosing restaurants definitely wasn’t an easy task. The concept of taste was something that not even objective evaluations could be blindly trusted. Several times, Faker had been left disappointed after visiting famous restaurants mentioned on social media. This made him familiar with the minimum conditions for evaluating restaurants and he was going to explain this to his subordinates.

However, the Eclipse assassins had lost their taste buds.

How much time had passed? Faker thought silently for a while before ordering his aide, “Tell Idan to prepare lunch.”

“Yes.”

After a moment...

“Kuweek!”

Eclipse assassins realized the importance of taste. They finally regained their taste buds and Faker gave them an order, “From now on, find

“Yes!”

of assassins disappeared into the

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seems like a rash

meet the gourmet dragon. A dragon was a creature that couldn’t be understood by human ideas. In particular, there were great differences in

They made it their first priority to fulfill their own desires. They didn’t know the concept of consideration itself, so they didn’t really think about the situation around them. If something unpleasant happened, then they would lose their temper and destroy everything in sight. It

dragon in this

you know, I met the gourmet dragon and

Archipelago. Most of the dragons had heavy asses and didn’t move directly when they went

world tree... it was because the elves tried to protect it since the world tree is no different from a mother to us. The results were disastrous. My heart was cursed and I couldn’t protect my mother. The gourmet dragon ripped out half of her roots and

“......”

It won’t end well if you meet such

honest, he was afraid to meet a dragon, but he wanted to believe in Hayate. Hayate had said it clearly—Raiders was a dragon that was easy to handle, and there would be no accidents as long as its

need to find the

planned to take action. In particular, if Grid visited the Saharan Empire and other kingdoms directly for cooperation then

Grid’s prediction was correct.

famous restaurants in Titan. Nobles often visit them so the atmosphere and demeanor aren’t inferior. Would you like to

most powerful nation wanted to help Grid. The empress would personally visit the

the imperial palace right now. Please

who tried to stop Basara moved frantically

affairs of the empire

but Basara was still smiling. Her usual smile calmed the officials. “Evaluating a restaurant isn’t just about evaluating the taste of the food. It is also about observing

heart of the empire. The empress must not leave the imperial palace to

“I will go directly.”

“...Yes, Your Majesty.”

displeased. Basara left behind the officials who could no longer protest and spoke to Grid, “I’ll finish the preparations as soon as possible. Can you wait

can wait all

as empress. He might be ahead of her in terms of armed force, but he knew he wasn’t her opponent in terms

wait all

the great hall of the emperor’s palace with a shy smile. Unlike the servants

am grateful that Your

Rachel was a descendant of Saharan’s founder and originally served only the ruler of the empire. She was a figure who thought that everyone was under her feet except for the ruler. However, she was humble in front of Grid and it wasn’t just because he was an allied king. She witnessed Grid’s power and charisma when slaughtering the great demons in the canyon and she came to respect Grid. It was the same for Beast King Morse. They both had the experience of

the Overgeared Kingdom. It was regrettable that I

of Beast King and didn’t know etiquette very well. Still, Grid found it cute that

am happy with one

and Morse. A friend—they were glad that Grid had reaffirmed what they were

happened as the atmosphere became

voice rang out in