Overgeared

Chapter 1776

Sword Saint Muller and the tower members were great people. They lived lives worthy of praise. However, they refused to admire and praise themselves. It was because they remember the lives they failed to protect, rather than the lives they saved. They were always ashamed of themselves, despite living for others all their lives.

Moreover, Muller had a history of escaping to the dimensional gap. Recently, the tower members failed to fulfill their duties against the dragons.

“...It is an honor to meet you.”

Muller and the tower members understood each other’s positions. They regarded this momentous meeting as a great honor but they didn’t show it.

As a result, Nefelina watched their encounter and snorted. It was while caressing her soft belly. “It must be embarrassing to see that the great Muller is a pervert.”

“What do you mean by Muller is a pervert?”

“Don’t pretend you didn’t see it. Grid, it isn’t just you. The tower also witnessed him harassing me. Trying to cover up the incident will only damage your reputation.”

“Harassment...? I see.” Grid thought for a moment before nodding. “It must’ve been quite upsetting that Muller chased you through the teleportation. I wasn’t sensitive. Sorry.”

Grid put himself in Nefelina’s shoes. She was only a hatchling, but she was the daughter of the Insane Dragon. She must’ve taken great pride in the fact that she was a master of magic, but she was tricked by humans. It was natural to be angry.

“But to call him perverted is a bit...”

“What are you saying?” Nefelina looked at Grid, who was cautiously speaking, as if he was pitiful. “I just teleported in response to your call. Technically, Muller tracked your magic, not mine. It isn’t me who should be angry, it is you, Grid.”

“......?”

Was it like this? Indeed, summoning an apostle was like summoning the knights. It was a skill where he was the subject, so it made sense...

Grid started to feel bad for some reason.

Nefelina’s eyes were dull as she looked at him. “Fool.”

“What?”

“A man who is an outsider touched my stomach. Why aren’t you doing anything, Grid? Why do you keep paying attention to useless things? Fool! Grid is a fool!”

“......”

“Basara said it! A woman should value her body, especially her belly! Grid, you are a fool who doesn’t even know that!”

Grid’s mind gradually became confused. This happened right after the fight with Fire Dragon Trauka. He was emotionally disturbed because his emotions fluctuated in many ways. He was also anxious because he was worried about Biban’s condition.

In this situation, Nefelina kept talking nonsense. Wouldn’t he have hit her on the head if she wasn’t polymorphed into the form of a little girl?

Grid’s current state wasn’t intact, so he couldn’t help thinking this. Then suddenly—

“Nefelina is indeed like a girl,” Hayate said while walking beside him. There was a faint smile on his face and he looked very pleased.

looked at Muller and came to his senses. He compared Nefelina, who

them. She was thinking like a human being in the aftermath of living with people. She showed this side when she met her

hard in her

“W-What is it?”

turned white and she stepped back. It was because Grid suddenly seemed to stop, only to stride closer. Was it too much to call him a fool?

she was belated regretting it. It was a large hand that covered the little girl’s entire face. It was bumpy, but terribly warm and kind. “Calm down. I’ll warn Sir

Nefelina’s face, which had been as white

creatures. Most were born for their parents. They lived alone from the moment they were born and died when they were called by a parent. It was an irresistible providence, a fate set by the old dragons. From the moment they were born, they realized

was to the extent where she thought she did well to disobey her father and choose Grid. She was touched by Grid’s

“Huh?”

called you a

a big

daughter, were the hope of the tower members. It made them dream of a

apologize

a smile as he walked a long way ahead. The energy detection of a Sword Saint was unmatched. It was a level where it could move awkwardly through the Realm of the Absolute. There was no way he couldn’t notice the commotion coming from behind him. He didn’t even miss the

struck the walls to shorten the distance to the hospital room. Dozens of walls

“......”

the tower members were calm. To them, the tower was just a consumable

Gold Dragon has roughly determined the location

This meant they would be forced to move towers once more. At that time, the probability of the tower members’ position being exposed would increase for a while, so it was

room and laid Biban down. Then he raised his voice in a panicked manner. “Hey!

were twitching madly as if he was suffering from

is my first time dissecting a human

the midst of the panicked tower members, Betty pulled out a scalpel. She seemed to have judged that the medical knowledge acquired

her eyes were spinning around and he talked to

of the emperor and god against Muller. It was natural. Muller was a hero revered by all and a figure from hundreds of years ago. Being respectful to him

was about to ask Your Majesty

flicker at his fingertips. It was a

“......?”

Drawing a sword?

were reminded about the fact that the other person wasn’t a doctor or a priest, but someone who was crazy about the sword. Yes, the man in front of him with particularly impressive big,

“Wait...”

wrong and reached out, but it was too late. Before he could stop it, Muller’s sword was stuck in Biban’s chest. The direction that the blood instantly surged out in was constant. Not a single drop

“Isn’t this crazy?”

face twisted like a

set up a barrier, his hand would’ve crushed Muller’s wrist rather than a ball of magic

through too much in a short amount of time and felt immense fatigue. He

better. No matter their ultimate goal, using the sword well will make it easier for a swordsman to

voice—Muller’s powerful voice stopped the turmoil in

Grid and the tower members widened. It was because there was no wound on Biban’s chest, which was supposedly stabbed. The blood gushing in an unrealistic

never stabbed Biban. He just created the illusion that Biban was stabbed

that greatly intimidated Saharan, who wasn’t afraid of even the

two different things. No matter how hard they tried, it