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.

Muller and came to his senses. He compared Nefelina, who was glaring

being in the aftermath of living with people. She showed this side when

child working hard in her own

“W-What is it?”

face 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

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 Muller

been as white as

called by a parent. It was an irresistible providence, a fate set by the old dragons. From the moment they were born, they

was happy. It was to the extent where she thought she did well to disobey her father and choose

“Huh?”

I called you a

a

and Nefelina was delighted. The two of them, who looked like a father and daughter, were the hope of

apologize to

awkwardly through the Realm of the Absolute. There was no way he couldn’t

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

“......”

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

the Gold Dragon has roughly determined the location of the

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 good in

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

eyelids were twitching madly as if he was suffering from some type

time dissecting a human other than

seemed to have judged that the medical knowledge acquired by dissecting the creatures of hell

her eyes were spinning around and he talked to Muller, “I am sober. If you need help, then please let

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

ask

flicker at his fingertips. It was a phenomenon where the

“......?”

Drawing a sword?

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

“Wait...”

Biban’s chest. The direction that the blood instantly surged out

“Isn’t this crazy?”

twisted like

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

to the present time—Grid had gone through too much in a short amount of time and

to cut better. No matter their ultimate

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 blood

the illusion that Biban was stabbed

is no 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 natural

hand and swinging their sword were two different things. No matter how