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 the

there are insignificant things

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

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 of various crises. Thanks to this, he was barely able to suppress the

guys... you resemble elves

between goblins, orcs, and trolls, who were all bipedal. They couldn’t even differentiate the appearance. It was the same logic as humans distinguishing a dragon just by

I see... it might seem

forces that could transform human beings was love—Grid’s confidence had skyrocketed since he recently shared deep

“......”

Bunhelier closed his mouth.

a species that was facing extinction due to the intensifying gender conflicts. 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 be treated as insignificant even by humans. It was even more so

didn’t find the malicious insult

able

attitude that an Absolute

As an Old 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 his cool and easily made mistakes. It was a problem that

innate powers different when they were all

there is

me? Is it to give myself a chance to

understand what you are saying. It

this really an

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

really have to

Bunhelier’s statement that he was trying to live with humans didn’t seem to be a lie. Grid

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 few ‘innate Absolutes’ in the world affected by luck?

back to the main point. It was enough

thoughts were

felt a certain emotion when Grid fully

he was meeting for the first time in

Bunhelier started

Dragons. There is something called compatibility among the Old Dragons. I suspected that one of them might be the cause of the weakening

the ecosystem. He realized that just as all things

a plan to get rid of

“......?”

that too extreme? He was the Evil Dragon for

for me to even approach the flames that Trauke sincerely raises. Even if I break through the flames, the chances of

temporarily releasing his power, the rivers

courage to confront the destructive

disappear without a trace the moment he shot it? Grid couldn’t imagine it even though he knew the greatness of

it was possible to get rid of

pride was too hurt to explain further. However, it was the moment to confess to the only person who understood. It was right to be

to succeed in a surprise

“Insurance?”

insurance policy that turns back time the

was an explanation that was familiar. For example, summoning one’s past and future self. Grid actually witnessed Baals’ power

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

does it mean to reverse the outcome? For example, if you kill Raiders, will the result

right. Or perhaps he can make the result so

of fraudulent

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

bothered Bunhelier. “Why do you use an honorific