Overgeared

“That is a bit...”

“That can’t happen.”

It was the aftermath of the unity of the mental worlds.

Grid and Hayate spoke at the same time.

The Old Dragon who was feeling agonized—they tried to calm down Biban, who treated Evil Dragon Bunhelier as mere prey.

“You don’t want to provoke someone who is trying to become a reliable ally. Are you going to undo Grid’s efforts?”

“It doesn’t have to be a big sword, does it? The giant sword that exists in your mental world. That is Biban’s will, right? It would be heavy and bloated enough if you could put that will into the new dragon weapon. It is to the point where you can easily behead a dragon if you mean it.”

“Hmm... Leave the easy way and go back to the hard way… it is a mindset that an Absolute should have. I learned a great lesson from both of you today.”

Biban had recently become an Absolute. He was called the Sword God despite being a human, but he was humble rather than arrogant. He recognized himself as a rookie rather than a god and acted with an attitude of learning everything.

“Take anything as an ordeal, overcome it and train myself... I understand it well. In the future, eating and sleeping will also be an ordeal. Um... Should I arrange to sleep in a dragon lair...”

“......?”

Was he being sarcastic? Grid had a solemn expression on his face. It was a suspicion that happened because Biban’s personality remained despite him overcoming his dementia. It was a misunderstanding.

Biban was speaking sincerely.

“You interpreted it correctly.”

Hayate nodded. Biban’s misinterpretation wasn’t corrected. Hayate felt guilty due to his upright personality, but it couldn’t be helped. For now, this was the best thing to do.

“Sometimes, it is best to go back to the hard road.”

“I understand.”

Biban’s gaze that was fixed on the room across from him finally returned to Grid and Hayate.

Grid was startled. There was no rebuttal. Biban’s eyes were calm and tranquil. It was unbelievable for someone who had just discussed beheading a dragon and thought of hunting Bunhelier. It was like a person going about his daily life. There wasn’t even a trace of stimulating emotions such as killing intent and fighting spirit.

‘That is why Bunhelier is still.’

Bunhelier was an Old Dragon. He had the ability to disperse his consciousness into multiple parts to sense across the entire continent in real time. He couldn’t feel any ill feelings directed at him in the immediate vicinity.

Grid had been nervous. He wondered if Bunhelier would’ve read Biban’s intentions and gone on a rampage. Gaslighting would probably be useless. At best, he was educating an Evil Dragon...

He kept being worried. Fortunately, that didn’t happen. Bunhellier didn't seem to feel anything. Biban’s high mentality kept the peace.

“Grid.”

“Yes.”

can handle this.” Biban warned the relieved Grid. “You experienced it firsthand the other day, but my sword in the mental

but ironically, it was a denial of Biban. It tried

still broken? Didn’t you become a Sword God because you subdued it and fully

But as I became stronger, it became stronger as well. It broke away from me again. It isn’t the main part of

be hostile the moment I enter the mental world,

you

was something else Biban

where it hides and doesn’t come out. It once dominated my mental world and

subconscious. It was natural that there was a subconscious part that Biban himself wasn’t aware of. On the other hand, the giant sword was born in the mental world and dominated the

find it, what will happen after that

In order to make the same sword with limited resources, it was natural to use the entire giant sword

scales together with Biban to form a normal-sized sword, it was only by having it contain the mass of intent in the form of a giant sword

sword that responded to Biban’s

course, that giant sword is the most ideal

the most ideal and strongest sword for me, even if everyone

in Biban’s mental world was the result of Biban’s desire to ‘become the strongest sword that cuts through the strongest creature.’ At the very least, it would be reborn

Defying the Natural Order, Biban can handle the

close to fate

‘...It is embarrassing.’

and his gaze shifted to one side. It was the direction of the room opposite him. It was

for an arm? It can quickly recover anyway,

materials.’ It was to actually create a giant sword of exactly the same size and shape as the giant

than a sword that was usually a normal sword and increased in size as needed. There were many problems in practical terms. Strictly

“...Grid?”

until a look of anxiety flashed in Hayate’s eyes. Grid took away the eyes focused

try. If it doesn’t work, then do it until it

was his tenacity and

disconnected from reality, where one second could stretch into an eternity. Grid was confident

only thing I

“......!”

astonished when he

had lived for over a thousand years. However, Grid was trying to

trying to put it into practice. The more I get to

years? Hayate vaguely

I need some time to

out. He had a clean shower, met Yura and Jishuka, and filled his stomach. He worked out and shared love with the two of them to build up his physical and

night—as he drank his last drink, he injected himself with

up after a good night’s sleep and immediately logged in. He renewed his determination to endure decades, hundreds of years, or even more in Biban’s mental

keep an eye on me rather than feeling sorry for me. Take

“???”