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 refused...

At the very least, he’d

shouldn’t cross

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

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

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

than anything, Seuron was a player. If a big crisis occurred, something similar to the great human and demon war,

matter whether it was Satisfy

***

[...Persistent guy.]

ice dragon Revola became even stronger by preying on their wounded kin.

it wasn’t easy. Revola had simply seemed incompetent when the dragons had been watching

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 than usual

good to waste time like

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

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

of the

his energy itself might be great, but the scope of its influence was small. If they could unleash a powerful attack without entering his range,

[......]

watching the traitors’ movements with

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

‘I can’t handle it.’

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

physical ability and magic power would become threatening enough to the old dragons.

already made

my back on the will of

he became a

not Cranbel

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

[......]

weakened from breaking through the snowstorm and his ice armor. He tried taking advantage of the gaps in his enemies’ attacks when

Enough.

of the difference in strength between them and Revola. They realized why Revola had been defeated by a mere god. It wasn’t because he was weak or incapable.

do

any answer other than killing us? Of course, we will devour at

was a dragon. They might break, but

try not

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

a thunderous voice echoed throughout the

to the

lightning strike swiftly followed

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

even though his entire body was covered in ice. It was none other than

of the lower-ranked dragons were repeatedly ripped off. Then, three still pulsating

benefited thanks to

Gulp.

was no hesitation

the scene, stunned. His face twisted in a

can you take the hearts of your

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

[......]

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