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

declared that he would remain the enemy of the Overgeared Guild. At the very least, he’d expressed his intention to challenge them honestly,

“He still shouldn’t cross the line lest he summons Grid’s

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 reject my

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

He has my respect because he has

anything, Seuron was a player. If a big crisis occurred, something similar to the great

matter whether it

***

[...Persistent guy.]

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

simply seemed incompetent when the

times larger than usual once he covered his blue scales with

isn’t good to waste

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

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 gradually

strategy. They moved 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 world.

his energy itself might be great, but the scope of its influence was small. If they could

[......]

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

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

‘I can’t handle it.’

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

to the old dragons. It was a great burden

Revola had already made a promise

my back on the will of the foreign

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

not Cranbel or

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

[......]

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

Enough.

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

should I do

answer other than killing us? Of course, we

a dragon. They might break,

try not to

fighting spirits now made clear to Revola, he prepared

thunderous voice echoed throughout

are hesitating to the

lightning strike

of the other three, and he was larger than

majesty even though his entire body was covered in

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

I benefited thanks to your foolish

Gulp.

and eat. There was

scene, stunned. His

the hearts

have betrayed your own people... Of course,

[......]

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