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.

didn’t expect to be

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

still shouldn’t cross the line

you’re defending him, I take it that Seuron’s performance must’ve impressed you quite a lot. The more I think about

Of course, some aspects

be helped. He has my respect because he

was a player. If a big crisis occurred, something similar

whether it

***

[...Persistent guy.]

ice dragon Revola became even stronger by preying on

had simply seemed incompetent when the dragons

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

to waste time

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

in his true form was powerful, especially when he didn’t have any allies around him. If Grid had fought Revola now, he would’ve experienced a phenomenon where all of the items he was wearing would become frozen and

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 old dragon could cover the entire

but the scope of its influence was small. If

[......]

Revola looked serene. He was watching the traitors’ movements with his blue eyes. He

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 would still reach the hierarchy of a top dragon just by killing

‘I can’t handle it.’

the aftermath of the Age of Oblivion, there were only two top dragons left. It was the highest level that Revola

his physical ability and magic power would become threatening enough to the old dragons. It was a great burden to shoulder that much responsibility, especially since there were

made

back on the will

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

Cranbel or

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

[......]

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

Enough.

the difference in strength between them and Revola. They realized why Revola had been

do

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

lower-ranked dragon was a dragon. They might break, but

not

dragons and their unbreakable fighting spirits now made clear to Revola,

voice echoed throughout

are hesitating to the

strike

ripped off. A dragon stood in the middle of the other three, and he was

his entire body was covered in

and swung his tail, the scales of the lower-ranked dragons were repeatedly ripped off. Then, three still

Revola. I benefited thanks to your

Gulp.

and eat. There was no hesitation in Kubartos’

watching the scene, stunned. His face twisted

can you take the hearts of

you wouldn’t have betrayed your own

[......]

Cranbel. If he