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 the head of the family, Exile, who had been protecting the declining family alone. It

blue hair and Keen Insight that transcended human intelligence. Whose child was she?

is

personality who took action before words. The way of telling her father to shut up. It was evidence that the blood of

He made his wife look like

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

started to heat up. It was Keen Insight's effort

"I've decided."

scattered

Vaintz family of all time—Exile was different from his ancestors. He was someone who communicated deeply with Pluto. If only at least one more head of the

the Vaintz family that was described in history and sent out infinite trust. He

I need proper reins in

accepting the god, there had been no hesitation in Exile's words and actions. The appearance of the old man who treated the imperial queen carefully had disappeared. It was

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 humanity, basically had a

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

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

here every day and

by Juander. It had been decades since then. It was years of being stuck here alone and communing with God. It was why Exile's God's Descent was more powerful than any other head of the family. The heavenly talent was

the

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 the precursor to

about the world as well as myself, but Your Highness reminded me. You

Mercedes made him interested. She became one of the emperor's wives. The emperor's perverted taste of welcoming her as a companion despite her deformed eyes was interesting. He was also excited that the Vaintz

the family. He just wanted to show the world the skills

about his forgotten self forcibly inspired an aspiration in

a god's companion before the emperor's companion, how would she evaluate

"Abandon those eyes."

curse that has afflicted you for

"Accept God."

blessing that has sustained

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 the concept of

great pressure due to the repeated topographical features of the divinity that rose and disappeared in succession. She was constrained every time she did something. She didn't care. She had made up her mind

"......!"

for

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

the Vaintz family's mansion started to shake. It was due to Exile repeatedly hitting the

wasn't judged to be a sanctuary,

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

finished

scattered sword energy. Her revealed body was covered 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

meaningless to use any