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

was the man who had proudly declared that he would remain the enemy of the Overgeared Guild. At the very least, he’d

still shouldn’t cross the

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

was truly amazing. Of course, some aspects of

it can’t be helped. He

player. If a big crisis occurred, something similar to the great human and demon war, he would eventually cooperate with

matter whether it

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[...Persistent guy.]

became even stronger by preying on their

seemed incompetent when the dragons had been watching from the

volume of this guy became 1.5 times larger than usual

isn’t good to waste time

blizzards continued to cool down the temperature. It seemed like the whole area would soon enter the realm of absolute zero, so the three dragons became nervous. In fact, every time they

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

changed their 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

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

[......]

was watching the traitors’ movements with his blue

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

‘I can’t handle it.’

only two top dragons left. It

absolute power, but his physical ability and magic power would become threatening enough to the old dragons. It was a great burden to shoulder that much responsibility, especially

had already made

turn my back on the will of the foreign

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

not Cranbel

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

[......]

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

Enough.

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

I do with

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

was a dragon. They

not

unbreakable fighting spirits now made clear to

voice

to the

lightning strike swiftly

off. A dragon stood in the middle of

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

shot a Breath and swung his tail, the scales of the lower-ranked dragons were repeatedly ripped off. Then, three still pulsating hearts suddenly fell into

benefited thanks to your

Gulp.

and eat. There was no hesitation

stunned. His

the

wouldn’t have betrayed your own

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