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...

while 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 his intention

out of concern, “He still shouldn’t cross

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

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

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

a big crisis occurred, something similar to the great human and demon war, he

it

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[...Persistent guy.]

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

when the dragons had been watching from the

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

good to waste time like

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 scales would let out an ominous

any allies around him. If Grid had fought Revola now, he would’ve experienced

away as possible from Revola and shot a Breath once they were out of the range of

but the scope of its influence was small. If

[......]

traitors’ movements

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.’

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

magic power would become threatening enough to the old dragons. It was a

had already made a

turn my back on

became a top dragon

Cranbel

half-hearted. He couldn’t rule out the possibility of breaking his promise to Grid and living as a

[......]

armor. He tried taking advantage of the gaps in his enemies’ attacks when they

Enough.

between them and Revola. They realized why Revola

do with

us? Of course, we will devour at least one of your eyeballs,

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

not to kill

of the dragons and their unbreakable fighting spirits now made clear to Revola, he prepared for

then, a thunderous voice echoed throughout

hesitating to the very

lightning strike swiftly followed

stood in the middle of the other three, and he was larger than Revola, despite having enlarged his

though his entire body was covered in ice. It was

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

benefited thanks to your

Gulp.

and eat. There was

scene, stunned.

the hearts of your

betrayed your own people... Of course, these guys

[......]

If he hadn’t seriously injured