Overgeared

“As you can see, my armaments are very simple. The vanguard’s performance is directly related to the army’s morale. I think we should put forward a talented person who is capable of counterattacking without dying in vain from the enemy’s attacks...”

Kyle tried to look for Lord again, but stopped. His keen senses told him that the atmosphere around him was turning ominous.

These high treason sinners who dared to call the crown prince by name didn’t want to let the crown prince take his place within the vanguard. They were madmen who were difficult to deal with.

Asmophel, who betrayed his comrades out of jealousy, spoke shamelessly. “That’s why I’m leaving it to you. Since the Sword Saint is seriously wounded, you, the second strongest, will open up the battle by deflecting the enemy’s attacks.”

“Deflecting the enemy’s attacks...? The opponent is a dragon. If he shoots a Breath... How am I supposed to handle that? You are armed with excellent armor. Wouldn’t it be better if you took the lead?”

“Do you want me to lend you my armor?

“The armor that His Majesty gave to you...? You deserve to be punished!”

“......”

Why was he like this?

People thought that Kyle’s fear toward Grid had faded a bit because he insisted that Lord should be in the vanguard, but this wasn’t the case. The Overgeared members were starting to feel exhaustion creep in as they looked at Kyle.

“Kubartos deals with the energy of gold. Basically, he has the ability to control metal, so weapons like swords won’t work properly on him. His ability to turn the energy that touches the scales into metal neutralizes most ranged attacks.”

Kraugel kept resiliently persuading him.

“On the other hand, you have the advantage. Kyle, don’t you deal with lightning?”

“...I understand the Sword Saint’s opinion.”

Now that compatibility was being discussed, he couldn’t turn back from this conversation. Kyle swore in his mind, feeling a deep sense of despair.

Then Lord told him, “I will be right behind you.”

Asmophel frowned. Lord had just planned a strategy focusing on attacking from the rear. Yet Lord wanted to stand right behind the vanguard?

He was just about to tell Lord to take that back when Kyle nodded. “If that’s the case...”

“T-This guy really...”

Singuled, famously known for his hot temper, wanted to swear. However, it was hard for him because he remembered how he used to immaturely make fun of Kyle for being an electric eel.

Even if he did swear, the other person wouldn’t have been able to hear him anyway.

Kyle was already leaping forward. The madman barged into battle even though the formation hadn’t been set yet. Lord and the knights chased after him as cries of alarm rang out everywhere. All types of buffs hurriedly surrounded them.

Kraugel sat down cross-legged and muttered that this didn’t seem too bad. He was deep in thought while activating skills that increased his regeneration, trying to comprehend the intentions of the silent Kubartos as his colleagues were climbing toward the summit. He wondered if Kubartos was going to be patient and wipe them all out at once when they reached the entrance of the lair.

Thus, Kyle, overwhelmed by anxiety, immediately took action. He might have been eccentric, but he could read the flow of battle. He must have been wary of the same things as Kraugel.

‘He has such a peculiar personality, but there is a reason why Grid takes care of him.’

He couldn’t know for sure if Grid would still do that after finding out that Kyle wanted to use Lord as the vanguard but... Kraugel didn’t care about that.

A Breath was being fired.

It wasn’t aimed at the force that charged forward alongside Kyle. Instead, the attack targeted the entrance of the lair, where Kraugel was sitting in a cross-legged position. Kubartos did not want to give up that place for the Overgeared Guild’s follow-up troops to gather.

Kraugel rose to his feet and drew his sword. In addition, the backup troops who had just arrived at the summit were prepared to use their defensive skills.

“Don’t waste your energy.”

the group’s actions. He had

“Shadow Manipulation?”

paled. He was rushing forward uncontrollably. It was like he

in

Breath passing right by him was caught in the lightning, pausing

that it could not

talent was based on his lineage. As Grid grew, so did the value of his lineage. Moreover, Lord had been taught by the best teachers

and struck the Breath with the Pinnacle Revolve

a straight line, collapsing on a ridge

“Waah!”

“Lord-chan...”

admiration while

the Overgeared God Church could learn it in exchange for faith and contribution.

anything but ordinary. It didn’t just imitate Grid’s Sword Dance. It completely embodied it. He could feel the solidarity between

fact that Grid and Lord had been watching each other’s sword dances, even if they were together or not, for so

this state of

“The Sword Saint’s disciple...!”

rise to be the next Sword

the inherent

Kraugel smiled slightly.

evolved this weapon over the years to make it deadly to the entire dragon race. This harpoon was made

have been born in a different world,

but it couldn’t define him entirely. Lord was the Overgeared Prince. One

someone just speak

ominous sensation to Lauel, who was

time, he cast magic that unleashed dozens of meteorites. As if

magic cast being very powerful, Kubartos used his attacks in the right place,

in time, Euphemina arrived at

the magic to

the magic tower, led by Laella and Zednos, chained and fused magic, following Euphemina’s

fulfill Euphemina’s orders, because her requests were happening way too fast. Because of this, Asmophel and the former Red Knights did their best to block or at least cut

displayed surprisingly great synergy with the Red Knights. It felt as if it was the blessing

the deck effect that appeared in games. The more emotional a person felt, the more motivated they became.

of attacks

Kubartos, while those who couldn’t committed themselves

of

magicians could prevent was Kubartos’ magic and the landslides. There weren’t many people skilled

were killed or seriously injured when they were grazed by Kubartos’ tail

blood flowing in

until His

take care of

person. The golden dragon’s claws, which could’ve crushed dozens of people at a time, only grazed one or two

out of Kyle’s shadow and use swords,

a shield to block it, though he wouldn’t forget to also throw

form, and every moment felt worthy of

it, but Kyle’s whining

a ride,

in front of a dragon unless it’s Sir Zibal

about a unicorn...? You know, your father

myself in the way animals

you are treating a person like a horse... Is it a