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?”

for the first

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

that it was right below Dragon Words. It was to the point where he almost felt hostility toward Grid, who was unpleasant digging into that area. However, Bunhelier had

as insignificant, and polymorphed

guys... you resemble

and trolls, who were all

see... it might

skyrocketed since he recently shared deep love with his wives. Bunhelier’s claim that he resembled a beautiful elf wasn’t dismissed as nonsense, but was accepted

“......”

Bunhelier closed his mouth.

the world and their quality wasn’t outstanding. It

other. He didn’t find the malicious insult unpleasant and instead mused on it. It was

able to hide

didn’t have the attitude that an Absolute should

of all things. The problem was that his emotion preceded reason every time. He kept losing

powers different when they were

there is

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

what you are saying. It seems that my front

this really an

situation. He thought it was great that Bunhelier was able to withstand the onslaught of Grid many times when Grid was

have to

see Bunhelier maturing through Grid’s 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

too high to just say it was bad

point. It was enough to grab Bunhelier’s

thoughts were

Bunhelier felt a certain

understanding person that he was meeting for the first time

Grid, Bunhelier started to confess

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

the ecosystem. He realized that just as

why I made a plan to get

“......?”

that too extreme? He was the Evil

to even approach the flames that Trauke sincerely raises.

flames. Recently, humanity had also experienced it vaguely. Just by Trauka temporarily releasing

courage to confront the destructive power of the guy who can overlap hundreds

it mean that the world would disappear without a trace the moment he

possible to get rid

his mouth. He hesitated because his pride was too hurt to explain further. However, it was the moment to confess to the only person who understood. It was right to

enough to succeed in a surprise attack and kill him, I felt it was meaningless. Due to his personality, he

“Insurance?”

is an insurance policy that turns back time the moment he dies or

past and future self. Grid actually witnessed Baals’ power to intervene in the

technically an intervention in the concept of time. Grid wasn't shocked that Raiders could turn back time. He surprisingly accepted it

if you kill Raiders, will the result

can make the result so

fraudulent

one born alone and ugly among the great beings? He projected his past self by empathizing and sympathizing

Bunhelier. “Why