Overgeared

Chapter 1794

“You treasure it very much.”

Sitting on a rock bathed in blue moonlight, the man sharpening his longsword quietly raised his head. A middle-aged man with calf-like big and clear eyes was smiling.

The most powerful Sword Saint of all time—it was Muller, who was exploring an unexplored area that recently appeared due to the changed terrain.

“It seems somewhat inferior for a swordsman of your quality to cherish it like that.”

“It is a sword that a precious person gave to me as a gift. It might not be the strongest sword, but it is the most precious thing to me.”

Twilight—this was the name of the longsword Kraugel was repairing using Grid’s repair kit. It had the same appearance as Grid’s Twilight, but lacked a lot of spirit. It was the difference in material. It didn’t make sense to compare Kraugel’s Twilight, made by smelting the scales of a low-grade dragon, to Grid’s Twilight, made from the fang of an Old Dragon.

Nevertheless, Kraugel felt no regrets. It was because the sword was made for him by the only person he could proudly introduce as a ‘friend’ to his mother.

“It is an item that contains your tastes and ideas. It must be more satisfying than disappointing when using it.”

“Do you think my personal opinion was involved a lot in the form of Twilight?”

“Isn’t it a form that can fully handle your ever-changing swordsmanship? I think it is a perfect sword for a swordsman like you, who uses your brilliant talent as your foundation.”

“You are misinterpreting things. When I was discussing it with Grid and conceiving Twilight, the focus was on the ideal sword. I can confidently say that I only gave extremely objective opinions. I never satisfied my personal desires.”

“You are the one misunderstanding. I have no intention of disparaging your personal opinion as greed.”

“I told you, it isn’t a personal opinion...”

“It was an objective opinion? That is too arrogant.”

“...Arrogant?”

The shadow created by the moonlight further accentuated Kraugel’s facial lines. The white face that contrasted with the black, long robe was beautiful even when it was distorted.

“How can you call your interpretation objective when you aren’t the father of all swordsmanship?”

“Do you want to claim that Twilight is a sword that is far from ideal?”

“It might fit your ideal, but it is far from someone else’s ideal.”

Kraugel had no proper adviser by his side. Unlike Grid, who rose from the bottom step by step, he was the one who stood at the top from the beginning. He was always alone. He longed for someone. It was to the point where he didn’t want to miss the competitor, Grid, who appeared in front of him. It was so much so that he entrusted his years to a hermit who used the spear rather than a sword.

There were no significant results. Before he knew it, he was only chasing Grid’s back. He was still a loner.

Now such a person finally appeared before his eyes.

“I know you are a great swordsman. Didn’t you become a Sword Saint and cut down countless enemies despite a narrow perspective that you weren’t aware of? The path you have walked has never been wrong. But I dare to say that it is a path that is just a way closer to the right answer. It isn’t the right answer.”

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might think they are swordsmanship with many flaws, but I believe that if you don’t turn away and

was a word

that was bound to accumulate because he had no adviser. He turned a blind eye to the Matchless Sword even after becoming a Sword

long time. Then he stared at his belated adviser’s face and carefully opened his mouth, “...I

has been nourished by failure

ideal

contained in Twilight wasn't the ideal, but his own

cool as valley water. Thanks to this, Muller’s mouth

that satisfies everyone. As

Twilight. Yet he kept talking without hesitation out of the hope that Kraugel would become a swordsman who wasn’t satisfied

only tell you one thing for certain about

continent and obscuring the moonlight. Twilight didn’t lose its orange glow even in the darkness and illuminated Muller’s fingers. The fingers full of calluses were clearly pointing toward the

Only One God

“......!”

will have to work hard to be able to handle the new

and it was also an act of accepting the quest that appeared in front of his eyes. It was to master 100 swordsmanship skills. Muller’s unexpected quest was very grand from the very first stage, but

Dragon Trauka’s

is a great achievement with the help of the

legendary blacksmith ‘Khan’ has accomplished the same feat with the help of

god ‘Hexetia’ values the inspiration he gained from you

has become stronger

special effect is added to

benefits were currently received by Khan. It restored the lost

was grateful and couldn’t have hoped for more. Yet at this

trinity with Khan and Hexetia in the future, you will get a correction effect during the production of

expected... as expected, I need to have

was all. The

now, where there was a system calibration. It was

Grid’s faith as he fought in the hope that everyone in this world was happy was clearly proven to be correct through the

in the

she, the world’s highest being, actually

here and shook his head to

the chickens before

arrowheads. Bones harder than scales were used as pillars and scales sharper than bones were erected on the left and right. There were seven in total. It would be woven with leather

the size of a knuckle. The form was square except for the very end blade. It was the same as Grid in that it was centered

think it will be able to maximize

which he was wearing under his robe. His heart warmed as

is close to a failure.” Hexetia’s words brought Grid’s mind back to reality. He couldn’t hide his regretful expression as he twisted and extinguished the flames of his nipples, which

“......!”

was crude? It wasn’t an evaluation expected when seeing the work of

in a respectful manner, but now he showed a sharp reaction for the first time. He usually smiled gently no matter how hard

see the pride of a

it so much. Grid’s work is much better than mine, but you are treating it

Grid rather