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 refused...

watching him was surprisingly 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

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

that Seuron’s performance must’ve impressed you quite a lot. The more I

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

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

a big crisis occurred, something similar

matter whether it was Satisfy or

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[...Persistent guy.]

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

when the dragons had been watching from the sidelines

times larger than usual once he covered his blue scales with solid ice. Both physically and mentally, he was like

isn’t good to

three dragons became nervous. In fact, every time they moved, their frozen

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

and shot a Breath once they were out of the

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

[......]

watching the traitors’ movements with his

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

‘I can’t handle it.’

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

magic power would become threatening enough to the old dragons. It was a great burden to shoulder that much responsibility, especially since

already made a promise

my back on the

be able to keep his promise if he became a top dragon and

Cranbel or

honorable than Cranbel and less ambitious than Kubartos. He was half-hearted. He couldn’t rule out the

[......]

were weakened from breaking through the snowstorm and his ice armor. He tried

Enough.

dragons were already acutely aware of the difference in strength between them and Revola. They realized why Revola had

should I do

us? Of course, we will

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

try not

and their unbreakable fighting spirits now made clear to

voice

hesitating to the very

strike swiftly

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

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

the lower-ranked dragons were repeatedly ripped off.

benefited thanks to

Gulp.

was no hesitation

had been watching the scene, stunned. His face

you take the

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

[......]

blame Cranbel. If he hadn’t seriously injured me,