Overgeared

Chapter 1793

“Are you going to move the entire imperial capital?”

The Tomb of the Gods wasn’t just huge. All types of infrastructure and several palaces boasting high spires were being built. It was smaller than Reinhardt, but it felt like a new city was being built.

It was a city that rose high in the sky. It was a fortress that no one would be able to reach, so it seemed suitable for use as a new imperial capital.

However, Grid’s answer was unexpected. “They said that they are planning to split it, not move it. It is said that there are many cases where it will be deployed to the battlefield, so there is a practical problem in housing civilians here. There are also administrative agencies where the efficiency will be increased only by inspecting the site. I think it will be a forward base and an administrative capital that takes advantage of a moving city.”

“......?”

Hexetia cocked his head as he had been secretly admiring it and asked another question, “Aren’t you the emperor?”

“That’s right...”

“Aren’t you the owner of this flying ship?”

“That’s right...”

“But your tone is weird. It feels like someone other than you rules this place.”

“Oh, I’m terrible when it comes to politics so I am leaving it to my other friends.”

In Satisfy, governance wasn’t simply done with knowledge and experience. It was necessary to possess a large amount of stats and skills related to politics in order to achieve effective results. This was why Grid diligently studied politics and economics, but left most of the work to Lauel and the others.

‘I’m trying, but it isn’t easy.’

In reality, most of Grid’s daily routine was focused on managing his physical fitness and condition. He felt obliged to have at least some knowledge, so he studied politics and economics on his own with the help of Yura, but he lacked a lot. In the first place, he spent too much time in Satisfy and had less time to devote to studying.

‘I wish I was as smart as Lauel.’

It was even now when he felt that his comprehension and memorization skills have improved by hundreds of times compared to the past. It was true that he was envious of geniuses like Lauel, who could learn one thing and realize others.

‘...Well, it would be a crime to have this face and to be smart as well.’

Grid’s confidence had skyrocketed after he became accustomed to being loved by the opposite sex. The continuous confessions of the unprecedented beauty Marie Rose was the catalyst. Grid was positive to the point where he thought his current self was a bit cooler than when he assimilated with Braham.

“......?”

Hexetia looked puzzled at the sight of Grid sweeping a hand through his long, flowing divinity that was like long hair. Then he changed the subject.

lot of chimneys. I don’t want the heat getting trapped. I was worried because I often saw fools blowing up smithies while smelting metals that require high

It was a mistake they made because they

are right. My

that he naturally learned many things due to being born a god and was in a different position from humans.

darkened sharply out of guilt and Grid

go in. Shouldn’t

area larger than 10 soccer fields, slightly vibrated. Trauka’s arm, which was lowered by hundreds of God Hands, was that

point, isn’t it almost like a Sword

he examined the leather and scales neatly separated from the flesh. It was a scene that seemed like it had been created by the ultimate swordsman. This was the work of Idan. It was the traces of a cooking that

wielded the power of a sword to turn the body of an Old Dragon

Pagma's Successor, he possesses several attack

and magic, despite being called a chef. Grid remembered the status window of Idan that

a training dungeon rather than letting him stay

by Eat Spicy Jokbal were still in use. As the level of Eat Spicy Jokbal increased, dungeons of higher difficulty were created one after another. They might be inferior for the Apostles and the 10 Meritorious Retainers to use, but there were many hunting grounds suitable for

prone to

recovered. A god who showed early symptoms of bipolar disorder in the aftermath of

Grid’s duty to restore him to his full state after

talk with Agnus

pretty human these days. Grid remembered what he had heard about Agnus through Betty’s mouth and suddenly smiled. It was a smile that naturally bloomed as he watched the backs

realistic problems didn’t matter. He was just happy to be with people he thought

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think this is nothing more than a decent

of tools were needed to smelt the arm of Fire Dragon Trauka? Hexetia shrugged off the problem that Grid had been thinking about for days and days. He said that as long as the flames of his nipples and the Red Phoenix worked together,

It was the design.

“Decent...?”

sentiment came from Hexetia’s lips as he examined Twilight, Grid

with no hesitation, “In terms of the size, weight, and shape, how else would you describe this sword that is suitable for ‘all types of swordsmanship’ if

was actually Kraugel who set the form. Of course, a lot of the ‘thoughts of a

that a sword specialized in one

was too one dimensional. It was a process that Grid

and stabbing respectively and Grid had made them first. Then in the end, he concluded that Twilight was the best weapon. It was because there were so many variables in actual combat. Weapons with distinct identities were limited in their ability to block, deflect, and counterattack the ever-changing enemy attacks. It was the same even

isn’t it either. I think the best sword is... it is based on the inspiration that

“Ifrit’s Arm...?”

Gauntlets that reproduced a dragon’s arm by splitting one scale into thousands. It seemed to be alive and breathing as it responded to the wearer’s movements, repeatedly

“A transforming sword...”

Hexetia’s opinion? Its

to a sword that changed its appearance according to