Overgeared

Chapter 1808

The key word running through Mercedes’ mental world was regret. The sights reenacted here were ‘moments I want to take back’ for her. It was quite unexpected that she picked the day she first met Grid as one of them, but... in any case, Grid wanted to respect Mercedes’ tastes.

‘One day, when I gather all my energy and get to sleep with them again...’

On that night, he would put a crown on Mercedes’ head and practice a master-servant reversal relationship. There wasn’t the dignity of the Only One God. Mercedes’s voice permeated Grid’s ears as he made a sincere promise. It was a calm voice without trembling.

“Thank you. Thanks to My Liege, I was able to develop further.”

The image of Mercedes forcing Grid, who was on his knees and looking like a puppy, to kiss her instep, ankle, calf, thigh, and even higher was gone. Mercedes had smashed it.

Was that why? The scene from just before seemed to have been deleted from her memory. The evidence was that she spoke calmly, without the slightest sign of embarrassment.

‘Is it a good thing...?’

Grid’s expression was subtle as he looked at Mercedes, who had regained her composure. He felt both relieved and sorry. He was willing to match Mercedes’ tastes. In fact, it was a reward for him. He always thought that Mercedes’ slender white feet and ankles were pretty...

‘...Stop.’

Grid barely blocked his stream of consciousness that kept going astray. He shook off his idle thoughts and spoke calmly, “I haven’t done anything. As always, I admire you for pioneering a new field on your own, Mers. Congratulations.”

Grid didn’t bother to mention the scene that Mercedes had seemed to have forgotten about. He acted casually as if he hadn’t seen anything.

“Yes...”

A shadow briefly fell over Mercedes’ face. She couldn’t be happy. Her memories with Grid... no. One delusion was gone forever. It was sad. At best, a new regret was about to grow in the mental world that had erased one regret.

Grid could feel it. Weren’t they a couple? They always had a rapport and this was Mercedes’ mental world. If Grid couldn’t read her feelings and thoughts in this place, then it would be a disease beyond the level of tactlessness.

“I’ll do it myself next time.”

“......?”

Mercedes was puzzled by the words, only to soon turn pale. It was the aftermath of reading the meaning in Grid’s words. It had been devastating that her bad taste was exposed to the person she loved the most in the world.

Grid felt Mercedes’ mental world shake and urgently continued, “I’ve wanted to try it for a long time. That... a kiss on the back of your foot.”

It was only then—

stiff expression

would I

“I’m glad.”

that went beyond a respect for her taste. Wasn’t this a match made in heaven? Mercedes was really glad that she fell in

assimilated with

unity of their

he was trying to identify the picturesque things that could be glimpsed

were a match made

way, what is

very happy and excited. It's just like

am I. Like that night, I

the production of a new dragon weapon. At the same time, a miraculous scene was created. The surface of the flames

was a cold that froze even the flames. It went against providence. It was a sight that

Taang, taang, taang!

Mercedes’ mental world continued to influence Grid’s production. It wasn’t in a positive way. Repeatedly cooling the heated bones and scales of

way?” In the end, Mercedes looked worried because she saw it

Look at this. Isn’t it as beautiful as a

expression brightened. He was deciding that he had to accept this whole

came from the unity of our mental worlds. This

beautiful as a work of art. The cracks that occurred on the surface of the bones and the scales every time it was damaged by the cold were like snowflakes and they even contained a very strong energy. Of course, if he had to make a weapon in this state, then it should be a mace that smashed enemies,

and a mace. They match

knight Mercedes was good at handling all types of weapons. It

“......”

suddenly felt his face

at him with solemn eyes. “Why do I

were deeply connected. It was to the point where they could read each other’s

the mace made in this state be? It must feel like holding a pillar of red and transparent snowflakes in your hands.

satisfaction. In fact, she thought a mace was good. Most of the other apostles used the sword as their main weapon, so it was necessary to be mindful of cases where they would confront a

Baal is likely to have

Grid. Of course, Grid’s death toll was higher, but Baal was properly hit by Twilight. He wouldn’t want to be

again and again to be immune to the sword... Huh?” Grid explained while tapping

was because the fragments of snowflakes were being separated from Trauka’s bones and scales as it was being forged into a single weapon. The sharp particles fell

the end, it is more of a sword

of red snowflakes separated from the dragon’s bones and scales and flew toward Mercedes.

the rings rotated, united, and scattered repeatedly while following her movements in the air. They flew to the ‘sword’ that was placed on the anvil that Grid

Natural Order in that

as Grid was

fragment of a red snowflake moved, an unexpected object reacted to the rapidly cooled temperature. It was the Heart of the Frost Queen. It started to emanate an unparalleled chill