Overgeared

“Bunhelier, you don’t have parents, do you?”

‘Has he been taught by Huroi?’

At the Tower of Wisdom...

Kraugel was in the midst of sparring with Sword God Biban. It was to get used to the controls of his new ultimate skill.

Speed was the basis of power, so it was a technique that had a very large rebound if it failed. Just like right now.

“It isn’t like you to lose your concentration.”

“......!”

Kraugel’s vision flipped around and his face fell to the ground. This was the aftermath of being hit with the perfect counter by Biban. Biban had sealed the ‘strength of an Absolute,‘ as promised, but he easily aimed at the weakness of Kraugel, who was distracted.

“Let’s take a break.”

In the first place, your new swordsmanship carries too much risk...

Biban held back the urge to give this warning and extended a hand. There was no way Kraugel could be unaware of the problem with his swordsmanship. It was about trusting him.

“I’m sorry.” Kraugel stood up using Biban’s hand and shifted his eyes in the direction of the disturbance.

In the midst of the murmuring tower members, Bunhelier was calm. “Parents? Of course not. Those are lower creatures born after the beginning of time... no, they are a necessary concept for all living things except the Old Dragons and the Gods of the Beginning.”

“Yes, that is right...”

Grid nodded.

Everyone at the scene felt that his mind had slipped away. Discussing the parents of an Old Dragon? It was very bizarre, but the tower members respected Grid. They left their spots one by one so as to not distract him. Time was running out to track down Betty, whose whereabouts had just been found.

“But from what I’ve seen, you might have parents.”

“......”

The tower members’ steps stopped again and Kraugel was convinced.

‘I’m sure he learned something from Huroi.’

Kraugel knew all of Grid’s advantages. One of them was the ability to learn. Every time he learned something new, he might not be able to learn it all at once, but he didn’t give up until he mastered it. Yes, mastered. Grid must digest his learning. He burned the firewood of time and pursued perfection.

‘Is he trying to reach the point of provoking an Old Dragon? Certainly... it must be a necessary skill at times.’

Kraugel interpreted every word that Grid threw at Bunhelier as a provocation. It was the same with the other tower members.

Everyone looked at Bunhelier. Fortunately, Bunhelier didn’t seem too offended.

“How interesting. What type of creature do you think could’ve existed before the beginning of time?” he responded with a snort.

The Old Dragons had existed since the beginning of time. If an Old Dragon had parents, the very concept of the beginning would be turned upside down. Grid’s argument was like claiming that ‘there is no gravity and mana in the world.’ It was such an empty argument that it wasn’t even worth refuting.

“How ignorant do you have to be to harbor such a delusion?”

Grid stared at the hand of Bunhelier, who was shaking his head in disbelief, and continued speaking, “Your front feet resemble those of the Blue Dragon.”

“...What?”

expression hardened for

human aspirations, there are insignificant things that exist and... looks

right to say that it was right below Dragon Words. It was to the point where he almost felt hostility toward

who he regarded as insignificant, and polymorphed into a mouse to get out of various crises. Thanks to this, he was barely able

resemble

to Old Dragons. They didn’t feel much of a difference between goblins, orcs, and trolls, who were all bipedal. They couldn’t even differentiate the appearance. It was

it might

skyrocketed since he recently shared deep love with his wives. Bunhelier’s claim

“......”

Bunhelier closed his mouth.

of the world and their quality wasn’t outstanding. It must be a species that would be treated as insignificant

they resembled each other. He didn’t find the malicious insult unpleasant and instead mused on it. It was a very cautious

being able to hide his anger the moment he heard the

the attitude that an

Dragon, he was naturally highly intelligent and understood the principles of all things. The problem was that his emotion preceded reason every time. He kept losing

inferior when compared to other Old Dragons. He had many shortcomings. Why were their innate powers different when they were all Old Dragons? Bunhelier felt very frustrated and resentful. He was always full of dissatisfaction

is no

provoke me? Is it to give myself a chance to reflect on my usual self, who

think about it, I understand what you are saying. It

really

situation. He thought it was great that Bunhelier was able to withstand the onslaught of Grid many times when Grid was specially trained by Huroi, who acquired provocation-related skills through the Martial

have

provocations. Bunhelier’s statement that he was trying to live with humans didn’t seem to be a lie. Grid tested Bunhelier really thoroughly and there was a strong feeling that they were growing together as

you are so small and helpless among the Old Dragons. Isn’t an Old Dragon’s hierarchy too high to just say it was bad luck? Are the

to the main point. It was enough to

were

honesty. Bunhelier felt a certain

that he was meeting for the first time in

such a Grid, Bunhelier started

the other Old Dragons. There is something called compatibility among the Old Dragons. I suspected that one of

just as all things ate each other

is why I made a plan to get

“......?”

extreme? He was the Evil Dragon for a

feeling flustered. “However, I couldn’t do anything on my own. It is very difficult for me to even approach the flames that Trauke sincerely raises. Even if I break through the flames, the chances of damaging the body of a

vaguely. Just by Trauka temporarily

either. Finally, I didn’t have the courage to confront the destructive power of

moment he shot it? Grid couldn’t imagine it even though

it was possible to get

However, it was the moment to confess to the only person who

fact, even though the odds of winning are low and if I was lucky enough to succeed in a

“Insurance?”

that turns back time the moment

was familiar. For example, summoning one’s past and

with time-related abilities. Right now, even Picasso of the Overgeared Guild could draw a picture with the ‘save’ function. This was also technically an intervention in the concept of time. Grid wasn't shocked that Raiders could turn back time. He surprisingly accepted it calmly. However, the explanation of reversing the outcome was

reverse the outcome? For example, if you kill Raiders, will

can make the result

type of fraudulent ability is

past self by empathizing and sympathizing with

that bothered Bunhelier. “Why do you use an