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.

to be refused...

Overgeared Guild. At the very least, he’d expressed his intention to challenge

concern, “He still shouldn’t cross

a lot. The more I think

truly amazing. Of course, some aspects of

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

similar to the great human and demon

whether it

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[...Persistent guy.]

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

simply seemed incompetent when the dragons had been watching

the volume of this guy became 1.5 times

isn’t good to waste

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

powerful, especially when he didn’t have any allies around him. If Grid had fought Revola now, he would’ve experienced a phenomenon

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

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

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traitors’ movements with his blue eyes. He would

was contemplating. During the 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 he didn’t eat the hearts of these traitors, he would still

‘I can’t handle it.’

top dragons left. It

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

had already made a promise to

back on

a top dragon and

Cranbel

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

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the snowstorm and his ice armor. He tried taking advantage of the gaps in his enemies’ attacks when they were reloading their Breaths,

Enough.

realized why Revola had been defeated by a mere god. It wasn’t because he was weak or incapable. Grid was

should I do with

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

a dragon. They might break, but they

try not

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

voice echoed throughout

hesitating to the

strike swiftly followed

off. A dragon stood in the middle of the

majesty even though his entire body was covered in

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

you, Revola. I benefited thanks to your

Gulp.

and eat. There was no hesitation in

the scene, stunned. His face twisted in

take the hearts of

your own

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