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

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 to challenge them honestly, without relying on the usage of dirty methods. It wasn’t something to be anxious

of concern, “He still shouldn’t cross the line lest he

you quite a lot. The more I think about it,

some aspects

pity, but it can’t be helped. He has my respect because he has

similar to the great human and demon war,

whether it was

***

[...Persistent guy.]

Revola became even stronger by preying on their wounded kin. Now they were

it wasn’t easy. Revola had simply seemed incompetent when the dragons had

seemed that there was little room to attack once actually facing him as 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

good to waste

of absolute zero, so the three dragons became nervous. In fact, every time they

he didn’t have any allies around him. If Grid had fought Revola now, he would’ve

they were out of the range of the blizzard. The energy of an old dragon could cover the entire world. However, Revola was only an intermediate

but the scope of its influence was small. If they could unleash a powerful attack without entering his range, then there was enough room

[......]

He was watching the traitors’ movements with his blue eyes. He would not

the Age of Oblivion, how many hearts of his own kin had he eaten? He was certain that the number wasn't small. He considered that, even if he didn’t eat the hearts of these traitors, he

‘I can’t handle it.’

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

dragons, he wouldn’t possess absolute power, but his physical ability and magic power would become threatening enough to the old dragons. It was a great burden to shoulder that much responsibility,

Revola had already made a promise to

will turn my back on

his promise if he became a top dragon and took on greater responsibilities? Revola

Cranbel or

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

[......]

ice armor. He tried taking advantage of the gaps in his enemies’ attacks when they were reloading their Breaths, only

Enough.

were already acutely aware of the difference in strength between them and Revola. They realized why Revola had been defeated by a mere god. It wasn’t because he was weak or incapable.

do with

other than killing us? Of course, we will devour at least one of your

dragon.

not to

unbreakable fighting spirits now made clear to

then, a thunderous voice echoed throughout

to

lightning strike swiftly followed

three dragons were ripped off. A dragon stood in the middle of the other three, and he was larger than Revola, despite

his majesty even though his entire body was covered

his tail, the scales of the lower-ranked dragons were repeatedly ripped off. Then, three still pulsating hearts suddenly fell

I benefited thanks

Gulp.

was

scene, stunned. His

can you take the

you wouldn’t have betrayed your own

[......]

blame someone, blame Cranbel. If he hadn’t seriously injured me, I would’ve thought