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

are insignificant

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 toward Grid, who was unpleasant digging into that

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

you resemble

were all bipedal. They

see... it might

shared deep love with his wives. Bunhelier’s claim

“......”

Bunhelier closed his mouth.

subject of the world and their quality wasn’t outstanding. It must be

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

himself for not being able to hide his anger

have the attitude that

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

complex—Bunhelier was 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

there is no

it to give myself a chance

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

this really an Old

to withstand the onslaught of Grid many

have to

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

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?

main point. It

thoughts were

certain emotion when Grid fully understood his

that he was meeting for the first

a Grid, Bunhelier started to confess all sorts of

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

Dragons into the ecosystem. He realized that just as all things ate each other and were eaten, they were

is why I made a plan to

“......?”

that too extreme? He was

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

it vaguely. Just by Trauka temporarily releasing his power, the rivers around the

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

it mean that the world would disappear without a trace the moment he shot it? Grid couldn’t imagine it

it was possible to get rid

However, it was the moment to confess to the

to succeed in a surprise attack

“Insurance?”

policy that turns back time the

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

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.

kill Raiders, will the result change from ‘Raiders is

make the result so

type of fraudulent

projected his past self by empathizing and sympathizing with Bunhelier. This brought great comfort to Bunhelier. He gained a companion named Grid

Bunhelier. “Why do you use