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!”

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

“Yes!”

the

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like a

he would meet the gourmet dragon. A dragon was a creature that couldn’t be understood by human ideas.

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 was like a four year

a dragon in this

know, I met the

the trials of the Behen Archipelago. Most of the dragons had heavy asses and didn’t move directly when they went out to play. Instead, they created an avatar using magic. The gourmet

since the world tree is no different from a mother to us. The results were disastrous. My heart was cursed and I

“......”

a vicious guy. It won’t end well if you meet such

in Hayate. Hayate had said it

just need to find the restaurants

In particular, if Grid visited the Saharan Empire and other kingdoms directly for cooperation then the

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

the chefs to the imperial palace right now. Please protect

stop Basara moved frantically and Spear Saint

manage the affairs

smile calmed the officials. “Evaluating a restaurant isn’t just about evaluating the taste of the food. It is also about observing the overall atmosphere and the attitude of the employees. It is right for me to

The empress must not leave the imperial palace to ensure that the empire is

“I will go directly.”

“...Yes, Your Majesty.”

her strong attitude, the officials intuitively noticed that her mood was a bit 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 all

as empress. He might be ahead of her in terms of armed force, but he knew he wasn’t her opponent in terms of power and wealth. No, it was

can wait all

words and left the great hall of the emperor’s palace with a shy smile. Unlike the servants who rushed after her, Spear Saint Rachel

I am grateful that Your Majesty personally

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 being helped

the Overgeared Kingdom. It was regrettable that I couldn’t go due to an incident in my

tried to speak politely was a bit strange to Grid. Morse was a beast-like man with the nickname of Beast King and didn’t know etiquette very well. Still, Grid found it cute that he was trying not

us to meet and chat at any time? I am happy with one meeting.

and gentle smile thrilled Rachel and Morse. A friend—they were glad

as the atmosphere

a mess.” Someone’s annoyed voice