Overgeared

“Don’t you like my suggestion?”

Grid’s expression was stiff. He asked Zeratul to accept the title of Overgeared. It was an expression of trust and goodwill.

Grid highly valued Zeratul. A being in the ranks of the strongest in the world—to put it bluntly, how many beings on the surface and in heaven could stand up to Zeratul? He even had the power to produce skill books.

It was naturally valuable. He wanted to shake off the past and have a true relationship.

However, Zeratul’s response was very disappointing. It was hard to be happy because his goodwill was rejected.

“Um...” Zeratul reacted cautiously. It wasn’t an exaggeration. He was really keeping an eye on Grid. It was because his absolute pride as the Martial God had been shattered when he met Chiyou. Furthermore, he was determined to live as a member of the Overgeavred World. It was only natural for him to keep an eye on Grid.

“I know the meaning of being overgeared.”

From the time that Grid became the Overgeared God, the gods of Asgard also learned and understood the meaning of the word overgeared.

Relying on battle gear—it was unwelcome from Zeratul’s point of view.

“As I said before, I will continue to be the Martial God. Relying on battle gear? I don’t want that. My last remnant of pride... I can’t accept it.”

Zeratul hesitated for a moment before speaking. It was because he recalled Grid’s Defying the Natural Order. The treasured sword that allowed him to stand up to Chiyou. It was so powerful. He was fascinated in an instant and wanted to make it his favorite weapon.

However, a tool should always be a tool. He couldn’t rely on it. Zeratul was convinced that it would act as a poison.

Grid nodded. “It is the will of the Martial God, not anyone else, so I will respect it. But it is a bit shocking... it turns out I am a guy with no pride...”

Grid’s murmur was very faint. Except for the reply that he respected Zeratul’s wish, the rest was talking to himself. However, Zeratul was an Absolute. His overwhelming hearing clearly captured even Grid’s low words to himself.

‘How should I react?’

Originally, Zeratul was an extremely arrogant person in Asgard. He unconditionally prioritized his own will without considering other people’s feelings. This was the nature of the being who had been the Martial God since his birth. The current situation of having to pay attention to Grid was very unfamiliar.

“My apostles and the tower members. My guild members and the army of the empire... they were all fools with no pride...”

“......”

Grid was even the narrow-minded and very stubborn type of person. It meant Zeratul met the wrong person. Zeratul had no resistance to hold out at all against Grid, who constantly scolded him by pretending to talk to himself.

“The people who believe in me and follow me have no backbone or courage...”

“Stop.” Grid’s self-talk started to go too far and Zeratul eventually failed to stay still. “I’ll think about it a bit more.”

“You don’t have to do that if you don’t want to...”

“No, I’m being serious. I can’t get the sensation of using your sword out of my mind.”

Really. The sensation of cutting Chiyou’s flesh with Defying the Natural Order was clearly engraved in Zeratul’s mind.

In the first place, he was the Martial God. He had mastered all martial arts and there were no weapons he couldn’t handle. He shouldn’t rely on weapons? That was too one-dimensional.

‘If I put it that way, I shouldn’t even rely on martial arts.’

...Wasn’t this too extreme?

‘No.’

who

There was an inseparable relationship with martial arts. Meanwhile, weapons

“Huh...?”

multiple weapons

see. It was like

In the past, he—

much? Why did he obsess

knew instinctively that Grid was what I

great shame the moment he admitted that he,

foolish in my

is doing

suspicions he had for a moment that Grid was constantly scolding him with the self-talk

the change. It was because he had been watching Zeratul for a long time. He had also

‘What?’

From his perspective, Zeratul had been staring

‘...He has unique tastes.’

with deep misunderstanding followed

be the Overgeared Martial God. I had better do that to let the world know that I am distinctly different from

“......!”

and Euphemina secretly clenched her

should be

Step, step.

walked away with these words. It was toward an area where hundreds of

You can’t do

suddenly had his eyes on while talking about the ‘price.’ They were those who already had a master. The hundreds of people were the escorts and girlfriends

There was great tension.

“......”

of the women. He directly met Zeratul’s eyes with his big and bright eyes. There was no trace of gulping or his legs shaking. He showed a strong will rather than

smile spread across Zeratul’s face. “Grid, in exchange for you giving me items, I will give a

Hexetia

should be the strongest force of

said he would pay a fair price and placed

some areas

surprisingly...? The reason why Lord is so tall and handsome is because he is my son in the first

clicked his tongue in a dumbfounded manner and glanced at Lord. He was telling Lord not to be anxious and to wait. Lord trusted his father absolutely. He remained

more. “I am different from

grow in a normal way were omitted. It was the manifestation of the selfish

using the wrong method. It was

of were something that shone only when he devised and practiced them himself. For example, Grid’s sword dances. The sword dances currently used by Grid were very different from Pagma’s Sword Dance. It was strongly honed through Grid’s experience and hard work. Putting aside the blessing given by Chiyou, it

one after

the past. Still, he continued

Chiyou’s one, which causes ‘potential’ to blossom at every desired moment. I don’t have the power to defeat someone overwhelmingly stronger. However, your

Flash!

that came from Zeratul’s eyes wrapped around Lord’s

son ‘Lord’ has received

[Zeratul’s Blessing]

of mastery skills are

master level

experience acquisition