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.

Nefelina, who was

could never be understood with a human perspective. Nefelina was different from them. She was thinking like a human being in the aftermath of living

working hard in her own

“W-What is it?”

was because Grid suddenly seemed to stop, only to stride closer. Was it

as 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

had been

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 the principles of the world and naturally understood the concepts of ‘affection’ and ‘love’ in their heads, but they

thought she did well

“Huh?”

I called you a

isn’t a big

two of them, who looked like a father and daughter, were the hope of the tower members. It made them dream of

must apologize

could move awkwardly through the Realm of the Absolute. There was no way he

hurry,” Muller urged and Ken immediately responded. He struck the walls to shorten the distance to the hospital room. Dozens of walls were demolished, spreading

“......”

were taken aback, but the tower members were calm. To them,

Dragon has roughly determined the

towers once more.

at the hospital room and laid Biban down. Then he raised his voice in a

if he was suffering from some type

is my first time dissecting a human other than

that the medical knowledge acquired by dissecting the creatures of hell should be utilized. There was no faith at all when seeing her

stopped her as her eyes were spinning around and he talked to Muller,

from the No Offspring Tomb, Grid decided to treat Muller as a respected person. It was judged that there was no need to apply the hierarchy of the emperor and god against Muller. It was natural. Muller was a hero revered by all and a figure from hundreds of

to ask Your Majesty

fingertips. It was a phenomenon where

“......?”

Drawing a sword?

and the tower members hardened. They 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, clear eyes was the same as Biban. It meant

“Wait...”

Muller’s sword was stuck in Biban’s chest. The direction that the blood instantly surged out in was constant. Not a single drop of blood escaped and scattered

“Isn’t this crazy?”

twisted

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

in a short amount of time and felt immense fatigue. He wanted to quit

are mostly the same. It is to cut better. No matter their ultimate goal, using the sword well

clear voice—Muller’s powerful voice stopped the turmoil in the

and the tower members widened. It was because there was no wound on Biban’s chest, which was supposedly stabbed. The

had never stabbed Biban. He just created the

perfect swordsmanship in the world. The Matchless Sword created by Sir Biban and the Undefeated King’s Swordsmanship that greatly intimidated Saharan, who wasn’t afraid of even the sky. The more they achieved, the more regret they felt. It is a

swinging their sword were two different things. No matter how hard they tried,