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.

is what I was concerned about. Those who see the hell expedition as an

only one gentleman out of a million humans? 99.99% of humans were bound to give up their conscience at least once in their lifetime. It wasn’t a prejudice

neighbors. No, look back at

the future, I will have to

committing corruption somewhere right now were also pure at first. They were people who absolutely respected and were

is no

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

their personality. They were chosen as cards to be used from the beginning. All he had to do was overcome the immediate trial.

“...Wait.”

thought when his face brightened. He thought of a person who

was a hidden class assassin known for taking care of

***

[Haksen’s sigh is deepening.]

“......”

in common. They were loot obtained from raiding the 4th Great Demon, Gamigin. Of course, Grid didn’t treat them

was still hovering around Grid. Haksen was the same 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

I

sincere. Grid planned to use the moon night iron to create another form of destruction. The form was a mace. There was a high probability it would

but they were far lacking. The stiffness effect of the Mjolnirs was meaningless against a target with high status. It wasn’t comparable to the

Hands. Like the Mjolnirs, the God Hands had little effect on beings with high status. It was the essential limit

The limit of speed.

or mass of Greed that Grid dropped every time he 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

use the God Hands for the artificial senses. If I am fighting an opponent who is so powerful that I

would be better to make around 200 God Hands with the Greed he had gathered so far to expand

‘...It is exciting.’

and repeat these

2nd option slot of Gujel’s Dao will be updated with a 3% increase in

is a ruined

He was going to use the Item Creation skill when creating the dragon armor set. It was from head to toe. He planned to make a new appearance like

there would definitely be inspiration in the process of making the armor. The

if it is possible to kill Baal even when armed

couldn’t scratch Cranbel’s health gauge no matter how much power he poured out, so how could he raid Baal? Grid’s worries were deepening

“This is it.”

ground. It was a small island on

“Aren’t you mistaken?”

sure it

buried

it was

be Filewolf’s hometown. Filewolf remembered that the moon night iron was buried in

that sank a thousand years ago, so it is hard to find it easily. Furthermore, the location of the city might’ve changed some time ago due to the twists in the crust from

will actively help

don’t have to go out on your own. I’ll lend you the skeletons. As we explore, you can focus

gambling, I’m enhancing

He planned to start working on it