Overgeared

One day, a wounded dragon crashed into the middle of a city. It was purely coincidental. The city was just located at the wrong place at the wrong time. The dragon struggled in pain. Every time he screamed, the windows of the city were smashed. The same was true of the stained glass of the temple.

Goddess Rebecca, who was portrayed on the stained glass, was praying for humans, but it was meaningless. The goddess’ prayer didn’t protect humans from the disaster that had come.

The young Hayate was stunned. He just stared blankly as his neighbors were swept away by a gust of wind every time the dragon’s torn wings fluttered, his friends were crushed to death every time the dragon’s bloody tail swung, and his family burned in the flames mixed into the dragon’s screams.

This was until he saw his lover bursting like a balloon under the feet of the dragon who raised himself using the half-broken castle as a stepping stone. It was only after really losing everything that he realized this was reality, not a nightmare.

His stopped thoughts started to run explosively. The thoughts that extended to all areas were out of control. He had to endure the pain that cut through his brain. He held his sword with trembling hands.

After jumping over the corpses of his family and friends and the bloodstains left by his lover, he grabbed the dragon’s broken horn and leapt, aiming his sword at the cracks in the scales. He continued to aim tenaciously at the neck of the roaring dragon until it subsided.

The feelings of anger, killing intent, and fear stimulated his talent. The help of his extended thinking allowed him to grasp the destructive sword energy and integrated it with his will. Finally, he cut off the dragon’s head. He was covered in blood when he came to his senses. It was blood that had been flowing for thousands of years.

Hayate never forgot the single moment he met the dragon’s empty pupils through his red covered vision.

You are engraved on ‘us.’ Like me, you will have a harsh end.

Hayate frantically ran away from the huge giant eyes that seemed to be saying this. The Dragon Slayer was a being who grew out of such despair and fear.

From that day to today, Hayate never shook off his fear. Every day, he trembled in fear. The dragon’s power was too destructive to forget the horror of that day. Nevertheless, his reason for fighting was simple. He hoped that no one else would go through the same despair he did. He endured the killing intent and intimidation of all dragons in the world without expressing his fear.

“I stumbled upon a dragon who was wounded in a power struggle. I was terrified by his pressure. I struggled desperately to survive and finally cut his throat.”

He was simply lucky. On the first day he met Grid, Hayate used this simple phrase to explain to Grid how he became a Dragon Slayer. He didn’t mention the details. He would rather ignore it. The fear he had in his heart from the beginning—he was afraid that he would reveal the feelings that grew day by day.

Now he had completely shaken off his fear. Therefore, he could calmly talk about the disaster of that day.

“......”

The changes that took place inside Hayate were clearly revealed to Grid. He was glad that his little promise gave courage to this great man. It was an honor. It happened at a time when he was deeply emotional...

“Look here, Junior.”

a Sword Saint who

too positive

were they so different? Grid was naturally reminded of Kraugel. He clicked his tongue as he recalled the completely different

will be many days when you are staying at the tower, right? I would like to show you

Tower of Wisdom had recently moved. Grid had already been here for 46 days, but he stayed in his room. He didn’t look around. In the first place, his purpose wasn’t

come back often, but I think I will just stay in my room

mean he took on their duties. Grid, who was armed with the dragon armor set, clearly transcended all the tower members except for

more benefits. There was no need to understand the structure

thoughts. “But.. sometimes, the cleaning... no, you have to clean up.

“Why me...?”

“Aren’t you the youngest?”

distort your memory on your own? The reason you are in charge of cleaning

was so wrong? Honestly, isn’t it too harsh to consider it a mere punishment? Additionally, I am talking to a junior. Jessica, don’t interrupt. I also have the face of a senior. Isn’t that right, 10th Seat,

pronunciation... please

just because we are in the same organization? I might look like this, but I am 400 years older than

for this, Grid. There aren’t many cases where this man

cooler than anyone else when holding

righteous. You are a person who will neve forget your original intentions. No, wait... I’m

“......”

Biban’s personality. It was appropriate to say that Biban was

‘Kraugel is amazing.’

only did Kraugel become a Sword Saint and had his level

the aftermath of Chris’ level being reset recently. There was also the effect of stagnant growth for a while as the top powers of the Overgeared Guild

of talent. Even the members of the Overgeared Guild had longed for it. Yura, Jishuka, Regas, Pon, and even the proud Chris had said more than once that ‘Kraugel can never be overcome.’ Hao even chose to go under Kraugel. He didn’t see Kraugel as a competitor, just like Kraugel didn’t

thought that the next highest level player after Chris would naturally be Yura. It was because Yura’s growth potential after she took over the entire hunting ground called hell was good enough to be compared to Grid for a while. Considering that the growth had been

something that I can hastily

Above all, he was the Sword Saint. There were no enemies

nearly three months. There was a high probability that he got an experience buff as a reward

‘No, putting everything aside.’

the Pioneer. The Pioneer’s biggest mission was to bridge the gap between the isolated tower and the world. However, the Demon Slayer often stayed in hell, away from the surface. She

‘This is convincing.’

had known this would happen, he would’ve put off giving the previous hidden class change book