Overgeared

Chapter 1598

Prime Minister Lauel was the highest ranking political officer who supported the emperor. He enjoyed great authority over internal affairs, diplomacy, and personnel affairs. It also meant he took on a responsibility proportional to that.

Lauel’s workload was beyond imagination and there was no distinction between online and offline. He often collapsed from overworking and had severe hair loss. Still, it was worthwhile.

Just as Grid leveled up by going around battlefields and his battle-related stats entered the realm of transcendence, Lauel’s political power and insight as he guarded the political arena, where schemes abounded, also entered the realm of transcendence.

It was a place where he controlled the political board like he was moving go stones and he easily exerted it by monitoring many aspects of the empire in real time. It was transcendent in another sense.

It was until the Overgeared Kingdom became an empire. Lauel overcame the internal ordeals that came constantly. Without him, there would be no empire. The experiences he accumulated were higher than a great mountain, so it was right and inevitable that he was reborn as a transcendent being.

“Here, here, and here.”

A map of the Overgeared Empire. On the huge map that wasn’t different from the map of the East Continent, Lauel identified exactly three cities. It was the hand gesture of the god of death.

“Send inspectors within the week.”

“Isn’t Serev privately led by Marquis Kaizak? There will be many complaints...”

“It depends on the results of the inspection. I predict that no one will dare to protect him.”

[Insight of the Great Empire’s Prime Minister]

[Identify the level, stats, skills, talents, potential, inclinations, zodiac sign, and horoscope of the target NPC.

Skill Mana Cost: 5,000

Skill Cooldown Time: 2 hours.]

It was a skill exclusively for Lauel that was upgraded at the same time as the founding of the Overgeared Empire. The rating was Legendary (Transcendent). He saw not only the ability of the target person, but also their essence. It was very useful.

Lauel placed talents in the right place. If he personally made his own selections, a dream team would be formed that made it easier for him to solve any challenges. It was possible to predict when the dream team started to creak, when the prime of the dream team’s talents would end, and when the talents would neglect their duties or be corrupted.

Due to this, personnel transfers frequently took place in various parts of the empire. In some areas, criticisms of ‘cherishing something when needed and throwing it away when no longer needed’ were boiling over. Lauel was used to the criticisms. He used his authority without a single blink. There were no exceptions even if the other person was from the imperial family of Saharan.

The better the target’s lineage or connection, the more thoroughly he supervised them. He didn’t give them a chance by looking away. It was because there would be a purge if he responded late to a situation. That’s right. Lauel tried to avoid seeing blood as much as possible. It was his own mercy. It was for the peace of the empire to last.

“P-Prime Minister!”

"What happened?”

“T-That... it is said that the inspectors dispatched to the east part of the empire have disappeared from the Chuhaltz area.”

“......”

Of course, Lauel wasn’t a god. He could see many aspects of the empire, but he couldn’t see all sides. This was the case even if he mobilized his skills and authority. In the first place, there were too many bastards in the world. It was impossible for even a god to control the corruption and sins they committed.

concerned about. Those who see the hell expedition as an opportunity have started to show

conscience at least once in their lifetime. It wasn’t a prejudice that Lauel

No, look back at yourself

the future, I will have to grow

talented people who wouldn’t fall for any temptation. The lords who were committing corruption somewhere right now were also pure at first. They were people who absolutely respected and were loyal to Grid, their

no one

trial because the size of the Overgeared Empire was so huge. It was too painful a trial when

had to do was overcome the immediate trial. He would prioritize personality over ability when selecting successors to take charge of and managing the land developed by competent people. They

“...Wait.”

a person who would’ve become unemployed after the continent was dyed with the color of the Overgeared

class assassin known for taking care of

***

[Haksen’s sigh is deepening.]

“......”

had something in common. They were loot obtained from raiding the 4th Great Demon, Gamigin. Of course, Grid didn’t treat them as objects. He respected them as people. Thus, he

as the beginning, unlike Tzudan, who found a successor after resolving the past (?), and Filewolf, who gained the body he was eager (?) for. He wandered around as a mere soul without getting

between Filewolf and you. I

Haksen. He was sincere. Grid planned to use the moon night iron to create another form of destruction. The form was a mace. There

the Mjolnirs was meaningless against a target with high status. It wasn’t comparable to the moon night iron, which was the ‘only one’ in the

why Grid was obsessed with a blunt weapon was the limitation of the God Hands. Like the Mjolnirs, the God Hands had

The limit of speed.

glimpsed an opportunity, never reached Cranbel. It was doubtful if it would’ve pierced the absolute defense even if it reached Cranbel, but in the first place, Cranbel escaped too easily. It was purely a difference in speed. This meant it was meaningless to let the God

I am fighting an opponent who is so powerful that I need a

around 200 God Hands

‘...It is exciting.’

how strong he became, he would meet new strong rivals and repeat these worries. He couldn’t get tired. Satisfy was a god-like

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thinking of the dragon armor set. He was going to use the Item Creation skill when creating the dragon armor set. It was from head to toe. He planned

it was more urgent to increase his attack power than defense, but... there would definitely be inspiration in the process of making the armor. The order to craft the weapon using

if it is possible to kill Baal

matter how much power he poured out, so how could he raid Baal? Grid’s worries were deepening because he didn’t know the truth. Then it happened

“This is it.”

It was a small island on the

“Aren’t you mistaken?”

I’m sure

is buried

it was one

hometown. Filewolf remembered that the

that sank a thousand years ago, so it is hard to find it easily. Furthermore, the location of

actively help

on your own. I’ll lend you the skeletons. As we explore, you can focus on

gambling, I’m enhancing my items. Anyhow, I

out a blank blueprint. He planned to start working on it