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

thanks to human aspirations, there are insignificant things

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

process of running away from Nevartan for quite a long time. He clung to the humans who he regarded as insignificant, and polymorphed into a mouse to get out

guys... you resemble

were all bipedal. They couldn’t even differentiate the appearance. It was the

see... it

transform human beings was love—Grid’s confidence had skyrocketed since he recently shared deep love with his wives. Bunhelier’s claim

“......”

Bunhelier closed his mouth.

They were too few in number to be the subject of the world and their quality wasn’t outstanding. It must be a species that would

accepted that they resembled each other. He didn’t find the malicious insult unpleasant and instead

being able to hide

attitude

all things. The problem was that his emotion preceded reason every time. He kept losing his cool and easily made mistakes. It was a problem that he was aware of himself. He even knew why

different when they were all Old Dragons? Bunhelier felt very frustrated and resentful. He was always full of dissatisfaction and he

is

it to give myself a chance to reflect on

you are saying. It seems that my front feet bear some resemblance to those

this really an Old

great that Bunhelier was able to withstand the onslaught of

have to

He was relieved 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 a strong feeling that they were growing together as a duo. Finally, as the relieved tower

are so small and helpless among the Old Dragons. Isn’t an Old Dragon’s hierarchy too high to

the main point.

thoughts were the

certain emotion when Grid fully

that he was meeting for the first time in his

a Grid, Bunhelier started to confess all sorts

Dragons. I suspected that one of them might be the cause

that just as all things ate each other and were eaten, they were the

a plan to get rid

“......?”

that too 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

flames. Recently, humanity had also experienced it vaguely. Just by Trauka temporarily releasing his power, the rivers

confront the destructive power

overlapped...? Didn’t it mean that the world would disappear without a trace the moment he shot it? Grid couldn’t imagine it even though he knew the greatness of an

it was 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

odds of winning are low and if I was lucky enough to succeed in

“Insurance?”

insurance policy that turns back time the moment he dies or reverses

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

there were several other beings 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

example, if you kill Raiders, will the result change from ‘Raiders is dead' to

Or perhaps he can make the result so that I

fraudulent ability is

was affectionate. Why was he the only one born alone and ugly among the great beings? He projected his past self by empathizing and sympathizing with Bunhelier. This brought great comfort to Bunhelier. He gained a companion

was just one thing that bothered Bunhelier. “Why do you