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..."

which had been less frequently used since the time of Juander—a faint smile spread across the face of the head of the family, Exile, who had been protecting the declining family alone. It was a surprise even for Exile because it was a

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

is my

before words. The way of telling her father to shut

to my wife.' He made his wife look like that because

glued with the night sky. Countless starlight floated on the dark blue skin. It was a very ominous

were still unfamiliar with the status of an 'evil god,' started to heat up. It was Keen Insight's effort to understand the new concept. Exile didn't give

"I've decided."

body scattered

time—Exile was different from his ancestors. He was someone who communicated deeply

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 trust. He would've covered up the transgression of abandoning

pluck out your eyes. I think I need proper reins in order to properly discipline you as the head

appearance of the old man who treated the imperial queen carefully had disappeared. It was the aftermath of

soon returned to its human form. It was right in front of Mercedes' nose. The dark blue divinity spread as quickly as an electric current. Every wave was harder than steel and sharper than a blade. It was a divinity that seemed to exist in order to lead everything to destruction. It was deformed considering the fact that even the gods of Asgard, who turned away from

in front of her let out a sharp sound. The dark blue divinity that penetrated the White Tiger Sword like an electric current eroded the blade. To be precise, it was closer to the principle of disintegrating

of Pluto, the god of slaughter. It killed and destroyed

here every day and

was years of being stuck here alone and

the world until this

an instant. They were swords that were integrated with Exile's hands. It was in the shape of

as well as myself, but Your

of the emperor's wives. The emperor's

want a revival of the family. He just wanted to show the world the skills

desire to spread the word about his forgotten self

matter. Exile was gradually welcoming the aftermath of meeting Mercedes. As a god's companion before the emperor's companion, how would she evaluate God Pluto? What would happen

"Abandon those eyes."

go of the curse that has afflicted

"Accept God."

that has

swords with all types of trajectories. He used the help of the divinity to continue the offensive in a single breath. The position

while forming fog, walls,

the repeated topographical features of the divinity that rose and disappeared in succession. She was constrained every time

"......!"

stopped for

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 the swords

Vaintz family's mansion started to shake.

wasn't judged to be a sanctuary, the entire

reminiscent of a monster of the north that Exile had seen a long time ago in the past. It was a monstrous power who handled the perpetual

have finished

in wounds. 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

to use any more trivial