Overgeared

Before the appearance of the 4th Great Demon, Gamigin...

"How great is this swordsman that he became the tower master over us? I'm looking forward to it."

"It is what His Liege has decided. Don't be so rude."

Piaro, Asmophel, and the other former Red Knights were climbing the sword tower. They were all of high standing.

Piaro was a general and the food and agriculture minister, while Asmophel was credited in squashing the terrorist attacks and was the security minister. Singuled, Amelda, Kentrick, and Dante served as generals, knights, and swordsmanship instructors. They were once prominent figures in the empire and they also played an active role in the Overgeared Kingdom. The sight of them all going to meet one person made even the word 'rare' feel lacking.

"Of course, I don't mean to be rude. Still, shouldn't we check to see if he is qualified?"

"......"

No one refuted Singuled's comments. Piaro and Dante were silent when they would've normally said the sentence 'How dare you doubt His Liege's eye?'

Grid had become a god, but it was due to countless achievements and building up a great deal of strength. It didn't mean that he had become a perfect being. In the first place, a god wasn't perfect or omnipotent. It was a fact they had learned from the gods. Therefore, Piaro and Dante were worried.

"Certainly... His Majesty is soft-hearted and believes others will be the same as him. He trusts people more than necessary."

"Right, right. I said this when he easily accepted Singuled."

"Amelda, haven't you grown a lot?"

The top of the sword tower was the 30th floor. It was one of the tallest buildings in the Overgeared Kingdom. The steep, spiral staircase continued endlessly. However, it wasn't enough to delay the footsteps of the knights. Their breathing wasn't disturbed at all as they reached the top in no time.

They stood in front of a tightly closed door and exchanged looks. The unknown sword tower master. If he was taking advantage of King Grid's favor... they would give out a reasonable punishment.

"Come in." A strange voice came from beyond the door. It sounded surprisingly young. It was a middle-aged man like Piaro at most.

The veins on Singuled's forehead bulged as he smiled through gritted teeth. "Come in? Haha, that cheeky guy is using information language to me from the beginning."

"Calm down, Singuled. He hasn't even seen us yet."

"That's right. This is the sword tower. He is probably misunderstanding us as trainees."

"We need to observe and act more closely."

outside the Overgeared Kingdom who could become the sword tower master. Even if they listed the names of the 'swordsmen' who were now gaining fame on the continent, was there anyone better than

concede if it was Kraugel, but this person wasn't Kraugel. They had no choice but to doubt his

pushed opened the

Biban greeted them. A Sword Saint who had lived for

who are you...?!" Singuled was shouting angrily only to shut his mouth. It was because

"I greet the elder."

glance. He showed the minimum of respect because this was the sword tower master appointed by Grid. On the

of him Furthermore, the world was in a chaotic situation due to the invasion of demons. Biban didn't want to waste a single minute or second. He wanted to teach

what he was thinking.

hello to you." Singuled stepped forward. There was no time for anyone to stop him. To be exact, none of the people in the group had any intention of stopping him. After all, the purpose of the group was to confirm the

fish jumping on the sea surface. The waves that spread as sharply as a piece of

destruction method—influenced by Singuled's temperament, it was an energy that dealt shock and tore at everything. Against this sharp

hand in and disturbed it. It took him less

You can inflict a critical injury even with an attack that grazes past. Excellent. It is a rare talent. The tough and difficult years of your life have tempered you." As Biban spoke,

was blue as he looked at the ceiling. The virtue of a master was to hide his true emotions, but he showed his shock on his face. How could he not be

Piaro and Asmophel's eyes

in a low voice,

a master they had never seen before. It was the

not

pulled out his sword. His agitation subsided. It was natural. Singuled wasn't a fool. He noticed that Biban's skills were real. He felt the

do

Among them, Singuled was a person who enjoyed battle itself. He was happy to realize how wide the world was through this unknown master. He thought it was an opportunity to see how

he also drew

intention of damaging the reputation of his position, even if it was only for one week. This was a

apple struck and coughed in pain. He couldn't even hold

tidy it up. The more you refine

immediately, but he didn't do so. It was an extremely polite attitude. He wasn't aware of it. It was naturally like this. It was because he glimpsed the depths

and raised her hands. She was a knight and a geographer, so she had already grasped the terrain of this huge, circular room. She calculated how to use it to limit the movements of the target and benefit

posture of putting his hand on the sword

'Draw Sword?'

smile spread across Amelda's face. She tried to make the most of the terrain to move. She didn't give the other party a chance to draw the sword. She hid behind a pillar and threw her shield.

"......?!"

only for her to collapse. The pose resembled a dead frog. It was the aftermath of the shield returning like a boomerang and striking her in the

a movement like that with

lifted the sheath slightly, exposing a very small portion of the blade that collided with the flying shield. The rebound of the collision forced the shield to return and hit Amelda in the back of the head... Amelda's aura was in the shield, yet he bounced the shield like it was a ball. It was even in the