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?”

hardened for the first

there are insignificant things that exist and... looks

feet happen to be one of Bunhelier’s complexes. It was right to say that it was right below Dragon Words. It was to the point where he almost felt hostility

in the 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 of various crises. Thanks to

you resemble elves

goblins, orcs, and trolls, who were all bipedal. They couldn’t even differentiate the appearance. It was

it

of the greatest forces that could transform human beings was love—Grid’s confidence had skyrocketed since he recently shared deep love with his wives. Bunhelier’s claim that he resembled a beautiful elf wasn’t dismissed as nonsense,

“......”

Bunhelier closed his mouth.

their quality wasn’t outstanding. It must be a species that would be treated as insignificant even by humans. It was even more so from the perspective of Grid,

he calmly accepted that they resembled each other. He didn’t find the malicious insult unpleasant and instead mused on it. It

became ashamed. He reproached himself for not being able to

the attitude that 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

other Old Dragons. He had many shortcomings. Why were their innate powers different when they were all Old

is no

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

it, I understand what you are saying. It seems that my front feet bear some resemblance

this really an

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

really have

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

the Old Dragons. Isn’t an Old Dragon’s hierarchy too high to just say it was bad luck? Are

back to the main point. It was enough to

thoughts were

led to honesty. Bunhelier felt a certain emotion when

meeting for the first

a Grid, Bunhelier started

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

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

a

“......?”

extreme? He was

It is very difficult for me to even approach the flames that Trauke sincerely raises. Even if I break

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

didn’t have the courage to confront the destructive power of

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

possible to get rid of Raiders,

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

though the odds of winning are low and if I was lucky enough to succeed in a surprise attack and kill him, I felt it was meaningless. Due to his

“Insurance?”

is an insurance policy that turns back time the moment he

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

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

reverse the outcome? For example, if you kill Raiders, will the result change from ‘Raiders is dead'

make the result

of fraudulent

and ugly among the great beings? He projected his past self by empathizing and sympathizing with Bunhelier. This brought

one thing that bothered Bunhelier. “Why do you use an honorific when talking about