Overgeared

The tower members were born as ordinary human beings who’d gained eternal life and had confronted dragons.

Their stories could fill over a hundred books. Their lives were considered miraculous by default. Therefore, finding some inspiration in the concept of miracles had long been a challenge for them, considering their background.

“I’m back.”

But Hayate’s resurrection...

“Hayate!”

“Lord Hayate!”

It reminded the tower members of the value of miracles.

The sight of them crying, laughing and hugging each other made their noses runny from holding back tears.

Seuron found Lauel, approached and whispered, “Tell Katz to keep his promise.” He was careful not to ruin the friendly atmosphere with his serious attitude.

Lauel laughed. “Have you perhaps changed a lot?”

“No? I was always like this. I’m ruthless only toward my enemies.”

The Black and White sisters interjected. “Aren’t you the one so blinded by fame that you don’t care about anything else?”

“Speak for yourself.”

Seuron and the sisters were arguing with each other.

“I truly owe all of you,” Lauel politely told the three of them. “I will never forget your brilliant performance.”

It seemed that Knight had fully informed him of what had happened.

The Black and White sisters, who didn’t get along well with others, felt embarrassed and left the place.

“We are planning to expand the Overgeared vampire branch... Are you interested in joining the Overgeared Guild? It would make me happy if you took charge of the branch.” Lauel suggested to Seuron.

This was one of the reasons why Lauel was considered one of the important contributors to building the empire. To sum things up, he was obsessed with talent. If he spotted someone who was talented in a certain field, he would reach out to them.

It sometimes took years to verify if someone could be trusted or not. That was why he needed a competent inspector named Knight, but in any case... The gathering of talent in the empire was the result of a combination of Grid’s connections and Lauel’s initiative.

“I’m not interested,” Seuron replied without giving it much thought.

It was a surprising answer. Seuron had hundreds of guild members. If he could join the Overgeared Guild and gain support, he would benefit tremendously. Lauel hadn’t expected him to refuse.

“If I become a part of the Overgeared Guild, who will I fight with later?”

“That... This is an answer I’ve heard from someone else...”

“Are there more people like me? I’m glad.”

Seuron laughed cheerfully.

“Everyone has different reasons for playing the game, but at the very least, my colleagues and I get the most fun out of war. There are quite a few skilled production workers in the guild. Someday, I will have a good assortment of resources and compete with the empire properly. There will be a war. That way, I can sit on a cushion of money if I acquire a few mines or something.”

“I’ve heard something similar from someone else...”

Seuron waved lightly and left.

expect to be

calm. This was the man who had proudly declared that he would remain the enemy of the Overgeared Guild. At the very least, he’d expressed his intention

still shouldn’t cross the line lest he

must’ve impressed you quite a lot. The more I think about it, the more I feel it is a waste for him to reject

was truly amazing. Of course, some aspects of hell’s environment

helped. He has my respect because he has a firm

similar to the great human and demon war, he

matter whether it

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[...Persistent guy.]

dragon Revola became even stronger by preying on their wounded kin. Now they were aiming for the hierarchy of the

simply seemed incompetent when the

an enemy. Despite suffering from the aftereffects of losing to Grid, the volume of this guy became 1.5 times larger than usual once he covered his blue scales with solid ice. Both physically and mentally, he was like a statue that could never be broken.

good to waste time

constant blizzards continued to cool down the temperature. It seemed like the whole area would soon enter the realm of absolute zero, so the three dragons became nervous. In fact, every time they moved, their frozen

Revola now, he would’ve experienced a phenomenon where all of the items

changed their strategy. They moved as far away as possible from Revola and shot a Breath once they were out of the range of the blizzard. The energy of an

If they could unleash a powerful attack without

[......]

the traitors’ movements with his blue eyes. He would

small. He considered that, even if he didn’t eat the hearts of these traitors, he would still reach the hierarchy of a top dragon

‘I can’t handle it.’

the aftermath of the Age of Oblivion, there were only two top dragons left.

the old dragons. It was a great burden to shoulder that much responsibility, especially since there were only two

Revola had already made a

will turn my back on the will of

he became a

Cranbel or

less ambitious than Kubartos. He was half-hearted. He couldn’t rule out the possibility of breaking his promise to Grid and living

[......]

the Breaths, which were weakened from breaking through the snowstorm and his ice armor. He tried taking advantage of the gaps in his enemies’

Enough.

Revola. They realized why Revola had been defeated by a mere god. It wasn’t because he was weak or incapable. Grid

do

killing us? Of course, we

was a dragon. They might

not to kill

unbreakable fighting spirits now made clear to Revola, he

voice echoed throughout the

hesitating to the

lightning strike

off. A dragon stood in the middle of the

showed off his majesty even though his entire body was covered in ice. It was none other than the

his tail, the scales of the lower-ranked dragons were

I benefited

Gulp.

eat. There was

been watching the scene, stunned. His face

you take the hearts

guy like you wouldn’t have betrayed your own people... Of course,

[......]

If he hadn’t seriously injured me,