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.

were agitated. They were flustered by the sight of Grid sobbing while holding

famous for being tactless,

when hearing news that humans should be happy about. It was because they had all witnessed it—Grid’s fist, which was touching 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

had lived for so many

Grid’s butt. Perhaps she wanted to pat his back, but

confessed to the tower members, who were silently guarding his side, “The gods

distrust the

lowly excuses. He should’ve asked

you okay? In fact,

existence called Ifrit. He didn’t ask about the past.

to turn it

pulled out an

[Dantalion’s Damaged Book]

a relic of the sage of hell, a book that could perform

[Time Regression]

only be used

to 3 minutes. The exact time can’t be specified and all the knowledge of Dantalion destroyed during the use will disappear. At this

It was something he had kept

‘Please.’

Let good luck follow.

Grid was eagerly opening

emotional right now. Think about it carefully. Do you have to revive Ifrit? Is her existence so precious that you have

expected of a giant. Radwolf accurately

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. Why are you trying to revive

“......”

more. He was sorry about Ifrit’s death and felt guilty that he failed to show Ifrit his good 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. This fact

Just then—

meaningless to revive ifrit.” Hayate stepped in. He was different from Radwolf. He pointed out a more essential part that 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 of existence. There is no way to reverse

can persuade

to the degree of delaying death for a few days.” Hayate’s expression suddenly darkened. “In the first place, the biggest

“......!”

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

he witnessed Ifrit’s strength that was beyond his expectations and imagination? It would be strange if even such an overwhelming being was unaware

that she was going

releasing magic 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. It wouldn’t be

“...Is it revenge?”

to be defeated and injured in a struggle over territory. In fact, Ifrit had lost most of her

it could be for the future of her child. Maybe it is just the result of being obsessed with the lair. We can’t know exactly. Dragons are so different from

Ifrit have

history. Considering the time when Ifrit gave birth, this is around the time when her child will become an adult...