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

still shouldn’t cross the line lest

a lot. The more I think about it, the more I feel it is a

aspects of hell’s environment

be helped. He has my respect because

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

it was Satisfy

***

[...Persistent guy.]

against the ice dragon Revola became even stronger by preying on their wounded kin. Now they

easy. Revola had simply seemed incompetent when the dragons had been watching

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 be broken. Therefore,

to

absolute zero, so the three dragons became nervous. In fact, every time they moved, their frozen scales would let out an ominous

allies around him. If Grid had fought Revola now, he would’ve experienced a phenomenon where all

possible from Revola and shot a Breath once they were out of the range of the blizzard. The energy of

If they could unleash a powerful attack without entering his range, then there was enough

[......]

traitors’ movements with his blue

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

‘I can’t handle it.’

there were only two top dragons left. It was the highest level that Revola could realistically

but his physical ability and magic power would become threatening enough to the old dragons. It was a great burden to shoulder that much

Revola had already made

turn my back on the

promise if he became a top dragon and took

Cranbel or

ambitious than Kubartos. He was half-hearted. He couldn’t rule out the

[......]

the Breaths, which were weakened from breaking through the snowstorm and his ice armor. He tried taking advantage of the gaps in his enemies’ attacks when they were reloading their Breaths, only to stop

Enough.

Revola. They realized why Revola

do

course, we will devour

was a dragon. They might break, but they didn’t

not to

intentions of the dragons and their unbreakable fighting spirits now made clear to

thunderous voice echoed

are hesitating to the

lightning strike swiftly

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

entire body was covered in ice. It was none other

of the lower-ranked dragons were

Revola. I benefited thanks to your foolish

Gulp.

There was

the scene, stunned. His face twisted

the hearts of your

guy like you wouldn’t have betrayed your

[......]

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