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, who was glaring at him with puffed out cheeks, to

human being in the aftermath of living with people. She showed

working hard in

“W-What is it?”

to stride closer. Was it too

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

Nefelina’s face, which had been as

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

it from Grid and the people of the empire. She was happy. It was to the extent where she thought she did well to disobey her father and choose Grid. She was

“Huh?”

called you a

isn’t a

the hope of the tower members. It made them dream of a future where dragons and humans

must apologize

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

to shorten the distance

“......”

tower members were

roughly determined

them relatively close to the Tower of Wisdom. 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 good in

Biban down. Then he

were twitching madly as if he

is my first time dissecting a human

out a scalpel. She seemed to have judged that the medical knowledge acquired by dissecting the creatures of hell should be utilized. There

to Muller, “I am sober. If

of the emperor and god against Muller. It was natural. Muller was a hero revered by all and a figure from

ask

didn’t refuse. He smiled brightly and let light flicker at his fingertips. It

“......?”

Drawing a sword?

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 they shouldn’t have

“Wait...”

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 like a

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

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

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

voice—Muller’s powerful voice stopped the turmoil

It was because there was no wound on Biban’s chest, which was supposedly

the illusion that

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 result as long as they rely on the tool

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