Overgeared

What is wrong with being read by your child?

People generally had this similar reaction. Exile, the head of the Vaintz family, felt annoyed.

What are you doing that is so clean and dignified that you ignore the value of secrets?

Am I the only one who is dirty?

Hypocritical people...

Just like the head of a family with murder as its business, Exile easily had a killing heart. The slightest conflict caused him to be engulfed in the desire to resolve it with murder. Exile tried to hide himself. He realized that he wouldn't be treated as a human being the moment he was discovered by someone.

How to blend into society.

How to understand the ordinary.

How to maintain the right spirit, etc.

The studies that the previous head of the family taught him since childhood acted as safeguards.

It happened when he was getting further away from his own flesh and blood...

He suddenly had doubts.

Why does my wife sympathize with me? Why is she as afraid of our daughter's Keen Insight as I am? Does this mean she is as dirty as I am...?

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"Looking at it this way, you are truly the blood of my family."

The head of the statue of Pluto, which had been handed down from generation to generation, flew away. The culprit was the one who left the family a long time ago. Coincidentally, it was his only blood that still existed.

Therefore, he accepted her request to take the test to become the head of the family. He used the excuse of 'How dare I go against Your Highness' and wanted to re-embrace the child he had abandoned a long time ago. He never dreamed of this development.

"I never thought you would destroy it without hesitation."

"Get rid of it first," Mercedes declared coldly.

Was it called the god of slaughter? He was as sinister as the red flesh she saw in hell. The fact that she was breathing under the same sky as him gave her goosebumps. She couldn't accept the fact that her father had accepted such a polluted divinity.

Now she wasn't worried about her father's personal safety. She would stop him from doing things he shouldn't do. It was her chivalry.

"Wasn't it Your Highness who asked to become the head of the family? If you are the head of the family, how can you turn a blind eye to what you should learn? This isn't just a thing, but the 'status' of a god. It is the power and symbol that our family has served for hundreds of years. It isn't something to use the impolite expression of 'throw it away.'"

"Stop talking and obey the order." Mercedes' voice sank even more. Her blue hair seemed like flowers in a snowy field. That was how cold she felt. It meant that Mercedes had reached the point where she was routinely expressing her mental image and it also meant that Exile was at least in the same realm.

"Hmm..."

of Juander—a faint smile spread across the face of the head of the family, Exile, who had

that transcended human intelligence. Whose child was she? He always had

is

to shut up. It was evidence

He made his wife look like

revealed through the long sleeves seemed to have been cut and glued with the night sky. Countless starlight floated on the dark blue skin. It was a very

heat up. It was Keen Insight's effort to understand the new concept. Exile

"I've decided."

body scattered like

his ancestors. He was someone who communicated deeply with Pluto. If only at least one more head of the family had skills that were half as

former emperor, Juander, would've faced Exile directly rather than turn away from him. He would've trusted the power of the Vaintz family that was described in history and sent out infinite

pluck out your eyes. I think I need proper reins in

hesitation in Exile's words and actions. The appearance of the old man who treated the imperial queen carefully had disappeared. It was the aftermath of omnipotence that dulled the sense of

harder than steel and sharper than a

dark blue divinity that penetrated the White Tiger Sword like an electric current eroded the blade. To be precise, it was

slaughter. It killed and destroyed life, matter,

every day

stopped being called by Juander. It had been decades since then. It was years of being stuck here alone

unintentionally left the world

Exile's wrist and between his fingers. It took the form of swords in an instant. They were swords that were integrated with Exile's hands. It was in the shape of dual wielding. It was

as well as myself, but Your Highness reminded me. You have given me

the demons invaded? Until this time, Exile had no interest. However, the sudden news from Mercedes made him interested. She became one of the emperor's

want a revival of the family. He just wanted to show the world the skills he had honed over the decades. Maybe it was the wish of God

of slaughter—Pluto's desire to spread the word about his

emperor's companion, how would

"Abandon those eyes."

go of the curse that

"Accept God."

that has

a wave of attacks. Exile was extraordinary as he wielded two swords with all types of trajectories. He used the help of the divinity to continue the offensive in a single breath. The position of his hands holding the swords changed in

divinity was making him even greater. It retained the shape of the sword while forming fog, walls, thorns, or electric currents to help Exile's swordsmanship so

that rose and disappeared in succession. She was constrained every time she did something. She didn't care.

"......!"

stopped for the first

sword that still maintained its shape despite being eroded by Pluto's divinity—he couldn't stand its destructive power, which approached by breaking through the tsunami-like sword trajectories with force. He quickly crossed

Vaintz family's mansion started to shake. It

years and it became a sanctuary. If this place wasn't judged to be a sanctuary,

victory, created through the repeated writing of the chivalric code, scattered like pieces of ice in the winter wind. At the center was Mercedes, who was reminiscent of a monster of

have finished evaluating

Her armor was rusted all over like it had been hit by hundreds of years of time. Nevertheless, it still worked properly. It was the work of the Overgeared God,

meaningless to use any