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

aspirations, there are

complexes. It was right to say that it was right below Dragon Words. It was to the point where

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

you resemble elves

and elves were the same creatures to Old Dragons. They didn’t feel much of a difference between goblins, orcs, and trolls, who were all bipedal. They couldn’t even differentiate the

see... it might

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, but was

“......”

Bunhelier closed his mouth.

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

resembled each other. He didn’t find the malicious insult unpleasant and

for not being able to hide his anger the moment he heard

attitude that

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 he was aware of himself.

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

there is

Is it to give myself a chance to reflect

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

really an Old

had been nervously watching the situation. He thought it was great that Bunhelier was able to withstand the onslaught of Grid many times when Grid was specially trained

really have

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

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

back to the main point.

thoughts were

Bunhelier felt a certain emotion when Grid

person that he was meeting for the first time in

Bunhelier started to confess all sorts of

Dragons. I suspected that one of them might be the

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

a plan to

“......?”

too extreme? He was the Evil

on my own. It is very difficult 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 a naturally powerful creature is extremely

temporarily releasing his power, the rivers around the

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

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

was possible to get rid of Raiders,

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

enough to succeed in a surprise attack and kill him, I felt it was

“Insurance?”

policy that turns back time the moment he dies or

example, summoning one’s past and future self. Grid actually witnessed

could draw a picture with the ‘save’ function. This was also technically an intervention in the concept of time. Grid wasn't shocked that

if you kill Raiders, will

he can make the result so that

of fraudulent ability is

projected his past self by empathizing and sympathizing with Bunhelier. This

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