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—

Mercedes’ stiff

course. Why would

“I’m glad.”

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

‘Sanctuary of Metal’ has assimilated with Mercedes’ mental world,

unity of their

to identify the picturesque things that could be

were a match made in heaven.

way,

Liege. I’m very happy and excited. It's just like the first night we spent

I. Like that night, I won’t let

started the production of a new dragon weapon. At the same time,

was a sight that reminded him that the mental world

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

I just getting in the way?” In the end, Mercedes

Look at this. Isn’t it as beautiful as

expression brightened. He was deciding that he had to accept

came from the unity of our mental worlds. This

as a work of art. The cracks that occurred on the surface of the bones and the scales every time

and a mace. They

handling all types of weapons. It was different from the swordsmen who

“......”

felt his face become

was staring at him with solemn eyes. “Why

they were in a state where their mental worlds were united. Currently, Grid and Mercedes were deeply connected. It was to the point

state be? It must feel like holding a pillar of red and transparent snowflakes in your hands. It will really

suit her, thus she just nodded in satisfaction. In fact, she thought a mace was good. Most of the other apostles used the sword as their main weapon,

Baal is likely to have achieved becoming immune to sword

Grid. Of course, Grid’s death toll was higher, but Baal was properly hit by Twilight. He

the dead again and again to be immune to the sword... Huh?” Grid explained while tapping on the hammer. Then he stopped talking in a confused

and scales as it was being forged into a single weapon. The sharp particles fell off and the weapon being forged

the end, it is more of a sword than

words. The fragments of red snowflakes separated from the dragon’s bones and scales and flew

the rings rotated, united, and scattered

Defying the Natural Order

Grid was thinking

a 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 and