Overgeared

It wasn’t hard to find Trauka’s lair.

He was the one who built his lair openly even during the Age of Oblivion.

If there was a place that didn’t belong to the Overgeared World even though it was on the West Continent, then it was a dragon’s lair. And among them, the largest and least secretive one was Trauka’s lair.

***

The scenery of the mountain range, which had never been seen on a map, was mysterious. Hundreds of eastern dragons seemed to be wandering around it.

“Going to the lair to collect minerals and going to the lair to kill a dragon,” Grid muttered as he stared at the mountains.

He had been talking non-stop since a while ago. Nefelina’s spirit was already nervous and sensitive. Then it gradually became fierce because of this. She wondered, “Why do you keep talking to yourself?”

“How am I talking to myself when you are next to me?”

“Were you talking to me? I don’t think you said that while hoping for an answer...”

“You should’ve answered it wisely. This is proof that your social skills are lacking. If you have decided to live a human life, then you should work harder.”

“I-Is that so...?”

Even if she was aware of all types of providence from the moment she was born, this was still only knowledge before experience was added. Grid’s opinion was that it wasn’t much different from those who were locked in a small room and only read books.

The young Nefelina was bound to be at a disadvantage against Grid.

‘Why am I making fun of her?’

Grid gradually felt sorry and shut up. He had regained his sanity since he saw that Marie Rose and his colleagues were safe. However, it made him even more afraid. It was a situation in which he had to face dozens of dragons. He felt certain that he would die.

However, there were things people should do. A farmer should harvest crops, a painter should paint, a person with a purpose should study, couples should love each other, etc. Grid also had a job to do, and it was something that only Grid could do. So he was trying to overcome his fears...

“Let’s go.” Grid eventually moved. It was toward a point where six particularly majestic mountain peaks were concentrated. It was the most central of all the places that could fully contain Trauka’s huge body, so he thought Trauka would be there.

It was as he expected.

[You have left the Overgeared World.]

From the moment he entered the mountain range, the correction effect of the Overgeared World disappeared. He entered a huge cave and a starry sky opened up in front of him.

[You have entered the lair of Fire Dragon Trauka.]

The gray landscape disturbed his view. Lava gushed out like a tsunami and hardened. A strangely shaped basalt was decorating the place.

“It is hot...” Grid looked up at the ceiling and murmured after taking a moment to contemplate the view of the endless expanse in the cave. He was anxious because he didn’t know when the strangely shaped rocks hanging from the ceiling would turn into lava again and pour down.

Then there was a roar from inside the cave. He couldn’t help wondering if there were dark clouds producing thunderstorms in there. Grid’s expression hardened as he moved while warily watching the strangely shaped rocks on the ceiling shaking from the roar.

Surprisingly, Nefelina relaxed. “It is just snoring.

“This...? Trauka must be sleeping well.”

“He is so seriously injured that it is surprising he is alive. It isn’t strange if he doesn’t recognize intruders.”

“I was going to wait for Faker.”

was waiting for Faker to log in and then leave

assassination

was to attract the attention of

on the face so he wouldn’t forget this. Nefelina stared blankly at the sight.

you lose your

me like a crazy person just because I slapped myself on the

and attack an Old Dragon’s lair. You were weird when talking to yourself, and weird when talking to

claiming that she is siblings with

spoke back to him, with

if my new children

was rude and threw tantrums at his father’s words... it would be

was just

seemed like he would lose when racing against a turtle. It was because he was certain that while the owner of the lair might not

enemies to come in droves. Grid’s purpose was to

any case, Nefelina, don’t forget that the moment I get on your back is the

“Yes.”

that he had already mentioned an unknown number

Knight. Then after making as much of a mess as possible, break

He was going to fight here until he died. Once he died, he would resurrect and

colleagues will join

distinguished between the tower members, apostles, and members of the Overgeared Guild. Even the gods of the Overgeared World,

reason why he didn’t tell his colleagues to recover quickly and

would join anyway. Grid couldn’t stop them. They had no choice but to fight together. In the

to protect the world. In any case, there was no choice

Bunhelier is solely focused

now, Eve must be busy helping the Goddess. Seeing that she couldn’t be seen at all, there was a high possibility that this was

a pity for her

whereabouts. He thought that Eve was also a person with an eventful life. She took on too many responsibilities as the first human to

Slap!

his stream of consciousness was getting out of control and slapped himself

cave. In fact, it was correct to describe it as a dungeon. It was a complex and wide dungeon where it wouldn’t be strange if hundreds

low

like flames were flickering intermittently. It was

was flowing through the gaps in the scales that moved every time the Old Dragon snored. It was lava that was generated innately and it healed the Old Dragon as it gradually permeated the skin of the Old Dragon,

it was just a dot on a very large canvas. It couldn’t be imagined how long it would take Trauka to recover. It was even said that

“......”

Trauka, who showed no signs of waking up, and pulled out an anvil and

head. In fact, as far as she was concerned, the best course of action was for Grid to cut Trauka’s throat

It was

am making armor

“All of a sudden?”

now. Trauka’s scales

it better to kill Trauka than to do

a hostage. It makes sense

“I see.”

here was to save Trauka. The moment Trauka was killed, they would scatter again. Then it would be hard to

Taang, taang, taang...

snored behind her back while in front of her, Grid was hammering. She never thought there would be a nightmare like this. Nefelina was bewildered about how such a strange scene was produced. Therefore, she

are you

required a high degree of concentration. Grid’s face was drenched with sweat as he stared at Nefelina in disbelief. Laughing in a situation where she never knew when she was