Overgeared

Sneak sneak.

A blue and round object moved stealthily. The glossy and fluffy appearance made people want to pet it.

It was none other than the head of the number one knight of the empire. She continued to lie down and creep forward. Several strands of hair stretched out like antennae and fluttered like a radar detecting enemies. Of course, there was no practical effect.

“Where are you going?”

“Gasp...”

She even took off her shoes so as to not make footsteps.

Mercedes’ secret escape was eventually discovered. The variables were too numerous. She never thought that the Empress herself would be sitting in front of the door...

“G-Go, for a, walk...”

“In the middle of the night?”

Irene slowly closed the book she was reading and smiled. It was her usual gentle smile but it sent shivers down Mercedes’ spine. It was due to her Keen Insight. Irene’s eyes weren’t smiling.

“What’s more, you are wearing your sword.”

“T-That...”

Mercedes, who was struggling with a stiff head, soon closed her eyes and shouted.

“Give me permission to go! It is a battle with an Old Dragon...! It isn’t an exaggeration to say that the rise or fall of the Empire is at stake!”

Mercedes was a knight and an apostle loyal to Grid. Defending Grid and the Empire he had built was her guiding principle. Now that everyone else was struggling for the sake of the Empire, she couldn’t lie in bed alone and count the stars outside the window.

“I have to fight too! My colleagues need me!” Mercedes shouted from the perspective of a soldier. Her eyes were desperate and her voice was loud. She made it clear that she could no longer make concessions.

“Mother...” Lord’s cautious voice came from the door. He seemed to be trying to persuade Irene. Even outside the door, he was inspired by the conviction in Mercedes’ cry.

However, Irene didn’t blink despite standing face to face with Mercedes. “I am fully aware of your strength. If you join the war, then the odds will surely rise.”

Mercedes’ face, which had become pale from being locked in her room for several days, turned bright red. It was a useless expectation.

“Right now, you are carrying His Majesty’s child. You might not die prematurely, but the child in your womb is different. Shouldn’t you act with the self-awareness of the mother of His Majesty’s child, not His Majesty’s knight, at least for now?”

“Ugh...”

Irene, who had been careful not to burden Mercedes, mentioned her baby for the first time. An invincible logic came out.

However, Mercedes was also persistent. “I-I might be being presumptuous, but... if the subjugation team is defeated by the Old Dragon and his anger reaches all the way to the capital... I will lose everything, not just the child in my womb.”

“Don’t worry. If such a situation happens, the prince and the soldiers of the Empire will become your shield.” It was an emphatic answer. Irene’s unconventional declaration that she would sacrifice even the crown prince shocked Mercedes.

“This...! How can His Highness be my shield?!”

“It is our duty to protect our families.”

“......!”

Family—it was a word that stood out to Mercedes, who was abandoned by her biological parents.

Mercedes was speechless due to embarrassment. Irene stood up and hugged her warmly. “Your duty is to protect His Majesty’s child and my duty is to lead you.”

“...Yes.” Eventually, Mercedes was forced to lower the sword in her hand. In fact, she knew it as well. The moment she went into battle against an Old Dragon, the child in her womb was unlikely to survive. Perhaps she would only trouble her other colleagues. Her colleagues would be worried about Grid’s child as well.

She had changed a lot as

trust and patience. Sometimes, you have

I’ve always believed

returned to her usual gentleness. Therefore, Mercedes

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than any other dragon. He constantly poured out a heat

himself. The concept of death was unfamiliar to him, who was destined to

Death seemed to

[Grruk...]

breathed, blood poured from his mouth and nose, not fire. His

him. He swung his tail to kill the

lizard. Today is

the Martial God was screaming. He

who only lived

understand the concept of

at humans who looked especially small and insignificant. Soon, a sea of flames would cover the desert. He would annihilate all

[.....]

The surroundings were silent rather than becoming

of the Breath he had just shot, splitting in half

wielded. It was energy with an unusual origin. It showed the mystery of cutting through the elements, in other words, the components of which matter was composed. No matter whether it was magic power, flames, or anything else,

Elemental

of which, that person had black hair as

[...Grid.]

Trauka suddenly became angry.

the Refractive Dragon and put an end to the Age of Oblivion. He was a benefactor. He

He armed his subordinates with battle gear made from Trauka’s materials and created a tenacious army.

[Why...?]

Why?

you

being descended from the same dimension as the Foreign God. Everything Grid experienced here was nothing more than a trivial pastime. To put it simply,

it is because of

perspective, ephemeral beings and the Old Dragons were equally insignificant. After all, this was just a

[Kukuk.]

wasn’t a self-deprecating act

perfection even in the midst of a crisis that he was experiencing for the first time

and slow turtle to his enemies. Therefore, he brought himself to the same eye level. By compressing his muscles and magic power, he prevented the discharge of power. Some of his lost speed

dare you treat me

was buzzing and rampaging like Marie Rose. Then he swung his lance-like sword. A sword energy that was hundreds of meters long flew sideways and slaughtered the magicians who were hiding using

“Uh...?”

followed by the army of magicians, including Laella, Zednos, and Euphemina, turning to ash or becoming incapable of combat. People couldn’t understand the situation

“Oh, my.”

“......?!”

groan and saw the back

“M-Muller?”

and take care of yourself. Your firepower is the most

reason why Trauka targeted her and why Muller protected her. The surprise attack caused him to lose both

leapt directly. Once again, he relentlessly aimed at Euphemina. Then a lightning fast kick landed on

attack by Zeratul, who started to be called the Overgeared Martial God or Item Martial God. He was infinitely feared and loathed when he was an enemy, but once he was on the same side, he felt like the most secure

Now that he has abandoned his armor of

thunderous breaths and calmed the

picture that was designed to be suitable for hunting the isolated Old Dragon and drew a new battlefield. The iceberg, which

this, Piaro and Hurent became like fish in water. They sowed

the air and weighed down

linked from left to right, stabbing Trauka

the chest, while Jishuka