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

are

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

had learned patience 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

guys... you resemble elves

and trolls, who were all bipedal. They couldn’t

it might

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

“......”

Bunhelier closed his mouth.

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

insult unpleasant and instead mused on it. It was a very cautious

not being able to hide his anger the

attitude that an

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. He even knew why he was so

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 of dissatisfaction and he

there is

a chance to reflect on my usual self, who

saying. It

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 through the Martial

have

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.

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

point. It was enough to grab

thoughts were

felt a certain emotion

he was meeting for the first

such a Grid, Bunhelier started to confess all

called compatibility among the Old Dragons. I suspected that one

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

is why I made a plan

“......?”

extreme? He was the Evil Dragon for a

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

Just by Trauka temporarily releasing his power, the rivers around the world

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

trace the moment he shot it? Grid couldn’t imagine it even though

judged it was possible to get rid

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

lucky enough to succeed in a surprise attack and kill him, I felt it was meaningless. Due to his

“Insurance?”

an insurance policy that turns back time the moment

one’s past and future self. Grid

now, even Picasso of the Overgeared Guild could draw a picture with the ‘save’ function. This was also technically

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

make the result so that I

fraudulent ability is

Bunhelier 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

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