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."

unfounded. There were no talented people 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

this person wasn't Kraugel. They had no choice

and pushed

lived for hundreds of years. The atmosphere was ordinary. It was easy to

to shut his mouth. It was because Piaro restrained

"I greet the elder."

the sword tower master appointed by Grid. On the other hand, Biban's attitude was different. He waved his hand like it was annoying. "That's enough with the formalities.

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 even one more thing to those who visited

was thinking. His words and actions

in the group had any intention of stopping him. After all, the purpose of the group was to confirm the qualifications of the tower master. There was no reason to stop Singuled from

jumping on the

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

disturbed it. It took him less than a second to grab Singuled's neck

inside. 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

The virtue of a master was to hide his true emotions, but he showed his shock on his face. How could he not be shocked? In the golden age of the former Red

Piaro and Asmophel's

low

a master they had never seen before. It

not good at

the ground and 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 it

how wide the world was through this

also drew

Master—he had no intention of damaging the reputation of his position, even if it was only for one week.

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

"For you, killing intent is a weapon. Therefore, you show your killing intent, but it is too one-dimensional. It is better to tidy it up. The more you refine your flesh, the more reliable your weapon will be. Then sharpen your soft sword. The more you become familiar

managed to answer with his hurting throat. He could stand up and challenge again 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

had already grasped the terrain of this huge, circular room. She

Biban allowed it. The posture of putting his hand on the sword

'Draw Sword?'

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. Unlike Singuled, she wasn't straightforward. The other side was a swordsman, so she had no intention of

"......?!"

dead frog. It was the aftermath of the shield returning like

a movement like that 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