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.

senses. He compared Nefelina,

with a human perspective. Nefelina was different from them. She was thinking like a human being in the aftermath of living with people. She showed this side when she met her father, but now she was more like

child working hard in her

“W-What is it?”

back. It was because Grid suddenly seemed to stop, only to stride

Nefelina’s head as she was belated regretting it. It was a large hand that covered the little girl’s entire face. It was bumpy,

U-Uh!” Nefelina’s face, which had been as white as porcelain, turned

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

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

“Huh?”

called you

a big

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

apologize

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

urged and Ken immediately responded. He struck the walls to shorten the distance to the hospital room. Dozens of

“......”

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

has roughly determined the location of

close to the Tower of Wisdom. This meant they would be forced to move towers once

and laid Biban down. Then he raised his voice

twitching madly as if he was suffering from some type of

my first time dissecting a human other than

that the medical knowledge acquired by dissecting the creatures

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

he got back 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 years ago. Being respectful to him wasn’t a liability or would

to ask

light flicker at his fingertips. It was a

“......?”

Drawing a sword?

crazy about the sword. Yes, the man in front of him

“Wait...”

instantly surged out in was constant. Not a single drop of blood escaped and scattered under the sunlight. It had a color as dark as wine and caught the attention of Grid

“Isn’t this crazy?”

face twisted

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

gone through too much in a short amount of time and felt immense fatigue. He wanted to quit everything

wishes are mostly the same. It is to cut better. No matter their ultimate goal, using the sword well will make it easier for

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

Biban. He just created the

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,

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