Overgeared

There was an auditory hallucination in his mind. Just like glass shattering, it was the aftermath of the incident.

“Oof...!” Grid’s complexion turned blue as he retched. His heart was in tatters. It was torn apart. It was a pain proportional to the greatness of the happiness he felt a while ago.

[Overgeared God. A great person who overshadows the years. Perhaps I have a strange feeling toward you.]

Ifrit’s voice hovered in his ears. It was vivid. She was the one whom Grid had just shared warmth with. The memory was too clear to be remembered vaguely.

[However, don’t worry. It was a mania temporarily suffered due to the influence of being exposed to Baal’s power.]

She mistook an unfamiliar liking for a disease. It was proof that she had lived close to eternity and had been alone all her life.

[Continue in the future...]

She stopped the word ‘together’ in embarrassment. The faint smile in her eyes that even she might not be aware of.

[It is strange that my heart feels itchy every time you speak. As expected, mania seems to fit. I am going to leave before it gets worse.]

She didn’t distinguish between liking and mania even until the last minute. No, dragons easily understood the concepts they learned once and didn’t forget them.

She knew, but denied it.

‘You were afraid.’

She was afraid she would have lingering feelings.

[100 years is too short. I don’t know when it will be, so you don’t have to wait.]

She ran away while denying her newly found feelings, fearing that she would want to avoid the death she had already been prepared for. She didn’t make any promises because she knew it was impossible to meet again.

‘What is the image of me that will be remembered by her?’

Grid looked back on it.

“Today, you received a lot of help from me, so you are grateful.”

He was condescending. It seemed natural for Ifrit to like him and he revealed a faint greed. He thought ifrit would some day repay him for this grace and that he would enjoy the rights. It was the worst.

Disgust rose.

‘I should’ve said thank you.’

Grid felt dizzy. Didn’t he receive a lot of help? He just didn’t admit it. He was intoxicated by his own performance and pretended to be a benefactor. His only performance was a crude reproduction of Ifrit’s horn. He just temporarily seized the disappearing life.

The tower members were agitated. They were flustered by the

who was famous for

Ifrit’s horn, and Grid’s face, which was smiling while he was communicating with Ifrit. It was hard to understand from the standpoint of the tower members, who regarded dragons as a threat to humanity, but Ifrit must be Grid’s friend. Some people wouldn’t be convinced. The time that the two of them spent together was as short as

members, who had lived for so many years, knew

want.” Betty’s small hand patted Grid’s butt. Perhaps she wanted to pat his back, but the position was

“The gods who

listen carefully. Not only did he distrust the three masters, but

He should’ve asked Ifrit at

fact,

only obsessed with Ifrit’s strength. He wasn’t very interested in the existence called Ifrit. He didn’t ask about the past. Rather, he discussed the future

going to turn

out an

[Dantalion’s Damaged Book]

of hell, a book

[Time Regression]

only be

from at least 5 seconds ago up to 3 minutes. The exact time can’t be specified and all the knowledge of Dantalion destroyed during the use will disappear. At this

‘what if’. It was something he had kept to use if he

‘Please.’

Let good luck follow.

eagerly opening

The giant’s dark eyes looked straight at Grid. “You are deeply emotional right now. Think about it carefully. Do you have to revive Ifrit? Is her existence so precious that you have to

Radwolf accurately saw

humans. It is your conscience that helps you avoid repeating your sins and mistakes. However, it is also an emotion that you shouldn’t be buried in. Now, take a deep breath. Take a step back and contemplate it.

“......”

side, but he still hesitated to use Dantalion’s book. He weighed the value of Ifrit against his other precious people. The weight was naturally tilted toward others rather than Ifrit.

Just then—

only a dragon slayer could know. “If she is revived, she will just repeat the same fate. Eventually, she will go to Trauka. A fire dragon is that type

can

delaying death for a few days.” Hayate’s expression suddenly darkened. “In the first place, the biggest problem is that Trauka will

“......!”

spine. It was a proper measure of an old dragon’s transcendence. How sensitive

accepted it. Hadn’t he witnessed Ifrit’s strength that was beyond his expectations and imagination? It would be strange if even such

knew that she was going

power in large quantities. A dragon starts the Breath by circulating the magic power of the heart once. Yet there were at least nine branches of magic power in Ifrit’s heart.

“...Is it revenge?”

fact, Ifrit had lost most of her power when her horn was cut off. It was Trauka who made her like

Maybe it is just the

Does Ifrit

is written in history. Considering the time when Ifrit gave birth, this is around the time when her child will become an adult... I’m honestly not sure. The survival rate of fire dragons is particularly low among the