Tower of Karma

It was Nika who was seriously injured and healing her wounds at Nederks headquarters who noticed the discomfort.

"... the eyes that look at us, aren't you back?

Regardless of Nika's injuries in holding down powerful men such as Angelm and Gregor, her eyes changed to see a black mercenary regiment commanding the other squads. Wolfe and Euwayne don't pay much attention, but a bad feeling comes to Nika's chest.

"It's my eyes when I first met us. It's not as disgusting as it sounds, but it's like you're being rejected. Until a while ago, I was treated like a savior."

There is not an obvious change. But the air sensation changed considerably. Initial expectations lurked the shadows, and it had to be speculative to come back.

"Do you want to go and tell Wolfe? I can't stand up."

Nika stands up slowly.

"Ichi. Chigu - that wooden idol and the Menhella bastard. I'll kill you one day."

Get out of the curtain and head under Wolf.

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When Nika got under Wolfe, she found out her own bad feeling had been taken care of.

"Are you stupid, Temee! How dare you say you can win in a little while!

Wolfe's opponent to fly the anger was the Legion Leader who was in a position to direct the mountain battle instead of Anatole. It remains unchanged that the Legion Leader is still at the top of the list than once command was replaced where Anatole was resurrected.

"Then when can you win!? We waited long enough. I also did the opportunity. But you didn't win! No mercenaries with no results. Can you give me more command?

A blue muscle floated on Wolf's forehead. Euwayne and Anatole hold down where they try to shake and punch their fists.

The Legion Leader saw how it was,

"You rough bastard. This is what you're talking about. I don't know if I happened to be lucky enough to rekindle it, but I wasn't in command of this then. 'Cry Spear' Which is bad, but I would have done better. I'm confident I can do it."

Strengthened his tough posture. The only way to do this is for Wolfe to pass through anger, too. There is no difference between Anatole and him as a general, more than the bravery of an individual and not being comparable, and even tactics are the same Nederks army. Objectively, there is no such ridiculous story. But it doesn't make sense to a man who's drunk about his status.

"I'll take over command. I was just opening up to some of your rare measures."

"Wait. It is Master Rudolph's intention to use these people heavily. Make that unobstructed?

Even if Anatole teaches,

"I just asked Master Rheinberga to take your place. I have not been ordered to reuse it. I've followed these guys up to now in line with your intentions, but they haven't done much good, and one of the deputy commanders was badly injured when he fitted in with the opponent's measures. Isn't there something good about it?"

Nika looks remorseful when she hears this. I pulled my leg, because I thought so. Hearing the words, Wolfe looked as cold as the tide had drawn.

"Okay. I'll return command to Temeer and the others. Fight as you please. We'll do whatever we want."

Shortly said, Wolfe turns his back and tries to walk away.

"Wait! I won't allow it on my own. You are now part of our Nederks army. To my life..."

The Legion Leader has stuck with words along the way. Because the man in front of him was frightened by the immense killings that he unleashed from his back.

"Let's go. Euwayne, Nika"

The power not to make you say yes or no. Wolfe slowly leaves, and Euwayne follows. Nika tries so hard to follow her back as she drags her legs, but she's in a hurry or falls on the steps.

"Dangerous. You are badly wounded. Don't push it."

That's where Anatole saves Nika, who skilfully manipulated the spear and nearly collapsed.

"Wow, wow."

Nika apologizes. And he snorted with a grin, and Anatole took charge of her without a glance at his men drowned in status and left the spot behind.

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"It's a bad general. Sorry."

Anatol bowed his head to the Wolves. Surprised were Euwayne and Nika. Was Wolfe even thinking, pointing in the direction of the day after tomorrow?

Anatole had already acknowledged the strength of the Wolves. The same is true of individual force, but the power when it became a group was a strength not seen in Nederks. Beyond acknowledging strength, I would be prepared to take heart with them if Anatole were a commander. That's what I was gonna do.

"But why did this suddenly happen? He said he was going to win the corner."

Euwayne twists his neck. This is a victory, and what happens now is a situation that afflicts Ewayne's understanding.

"It's subtle. I don't know, but were you going to win?

Euwayne laughs bitterly at Nika's blurry questions. My strength as a samurai is quite good, but my eyesight as a general is still there, and I am not willing to strive around it myself. All in the form of a round toss I said to Wolf. Not unlike amateurs in terms of tactics.

And that's why...

"... well. You mean that!

It became a golden word for Wolf.

Three people suddenly screaming and opening their eyes to surprise. Wolfe was excited about it without worrying about it.

"Oh, my God! This is what we're after! Normal people don't know how to handle battlefields. All I know is my own people who are wearing out and stagnant battlefields"

Wolf's head spins rapidly. The aim of an enemy that was invisible. Wolfe thought of everything in battle when it came to measures. He was mistaken that using terrain, skewing formations, and successfully defeating the other army were the measures.

Euwayne's bitter smile distorts. I finally thought about it. A man who ran many battlefields, called the "Lion Climate," a small hole he didn't realize. "Black Wolf," "Lion Weather," which is why I didn't notice, the hole opened wide in the long battle.

"We're mercenaries. Mercenaries require results. We were going to get results. But..."

"They had not communicated the result. On the contrary, they even thought you were struggling."

Wolf was desperate because it suppresses the feeling of wanting to laugh out of the bottom of his belly.

Wolfe went over William in everything. Force, speed, even tactics are a little bit better for Wolfe. That's why William gave up winning in the fight. Outside the battle, he carefully raised the shoots of victory in the enemy army.

"This is what happened to us as mercenaries. The rest of us are leading the army with a big face. Nobody feels good about that. Besides, they fed into the Hundreds and Ten and forced us to make our move. Whatever your predicament, if it's a relaxed battlefield to this point, it's also frustrating."

The Wolves' defeat had been decided at a time when they had been in this long battle. Wolfe was oblivious to two factors. That we are mercenaries. And that the soldiers are ordinary people. Two of them. That's deadly.

"It's Nika, Anatole is just an addition. It might have worked a little, but they were doing it fundamentally. I'm the ultimate genius."

Wolfe finally caught up with the view William was looking at. To the breadth of his sight, Wolfe can't contain his laughter. One, how far did a man who was only a captain of ten look? With this young man, you can take so many people into your hands.

"I just have to admit. There were two geniuses. What pisses me off is that he's a normal person."

Wolff scratches his head with laughter . I could have taken measures at any cost if I knew. It's all my fault. That I wind up with a narrow field of view. It will no longer bloom back into the lead on this battlefield than it was once removed from the ladder so as to recover it.

"... but I'll do the least I can do."

Wolfe laughed, bleeding from the less mouth end of remorse.

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The next day, the movement of the Nederks army obviously changed. There were no more light moves like until yesterday, and they had changed to a much heavier soldier. Which is not good or bad. It's important that things change. Wolff's out of his mind, and that's the fact that...

"I waited. I've been waiting for you!

The moment I've been waiting for. The hardest and most painful time for William Lewis was rewarded. I wasn't sure. Bet on this. I just couldn't win. The only thing I asked for was people's weakness. It was the non-Wolves who put it in.

"All right, all right, all right!

A rare pleasure for William. But I can't help it all this time. The opponent is superior to himself in everything. After everything I could do, I was gradually shredded. Originally, the defensive side was in an absolutely advantageous situation, and it was still eaten little by little. It means defeat, both as a tactician and as a general.

"I'll admit my weakness. But I'm the one who wins!

William declares in high spirits. The last measure that attaches to a person's heart. That's it.

The Arcadia Army retreated this day as loudly as the equilibrium up to yesterday was a lie. He suffered a 'great defeat' to the Nederks.

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"What's going on, suddenly? This, then..."

Nika's voice echoes the curtain of the Black Mercenaries. Wolfe stopped Niyaniya and her sword-polishing hands.

"Well, does it look like we were stalled because we were in command? Exactly. That's what they're after. The perfectionist, the white mask, is a tightening hand."

Euwayne and the others stop drinking hands.

"There's no Nederks to think about leaving us in command with this. An overwhelming minority even if they were there. Once again when this happens, I have to fall into a good salt plum predicament or I won't return command. And there's no way the white mask would be such a jerk. It's a moment to do it. Flash the attacking fools on the counter. Dimensions say the main unit will fall in no time."

I deliberately defeated him, but I wanted to keep the Wolves away from the center. I can also see that I was so afraid to direct Wolf.

"This makes the battlefield tough. The shape itself hasn't actually collapsed so much. It looks like it's pressing, but the wedge position is well contained. You have an aggressive attitude."

The entire battlefield looks overwhelmingly Nedeluxe can push. In fact, that's what I would think around the current Legion Leader. And that's what was performed. Not as bad a shape as it looks.

"Probably will come and get it to the head of the Legion's neck. All we can do is sit back and lose unharmed, or we can eat our enemies with a lot of wear and tear."

Nika silently pulls a thousand bandages of her own. The wound has not healed yet. Still, the silent defense that it's impossible to lose and retreat like this.

Euwayne and the others also spilled alcohol on the floor and started taking care of their weapons and protective equipment each.

(Goddamn, you're stupid. Hey. Really, that's why you guys are the best)

It can't be like sitting with Wolf and watching him lose. I am confident that I am better. I'm confident I have a better pawn. You can't lose if you are.

"Ooh, tomorrow I'm gonna take the white mask's neck and get my tits in my crew!

"Alright, alright, alright!

A black mercenary regiment of Russian morale. Tit call runs through the formation.

"Oh, die today."

Nika throws the knife as hard as she can and moves on with the momentum as it is. Wolfe was beaten to death without a knife. Strangled with a mild motion from which he would not feel the effects of the injury at all, Nika laughs one at and waits for an apology.

"Gu, Gu Ji. You're as good as a chest."

That was Wolfe's last word of the day.

"... what or complain?

There was no unreadable fool in the air trying to thrive even more with his boobs when he saw the unbroken figure of our general who was strangled and bubbled. Nika abandoned the path of selling women, but her heart was a maiden. Live a flat horizon in your chest, but when you point it out there, it turns into Shura. I don't have a choice. It is a tragedy of things that cannot be held.

"The military debate is early tomorrow morning. Dismissed."

I'm extra scared of the lack of words. They all went back to their places of sleep amazing.

Where no one is anymore, Nika's a pussy.

"... it's still growing. Not yet."

Black mercenary regiment Nika. Royal year 21. She was still a maiden who believed (wanted to believe) in growth.

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William, who finished his last military debate, was alone standing under the night sky. I'll finish it all tomorrow. All of this long battle will be decided tomorrow. Of course the black wolf will move. Crush them all and let them pack their opponents and they win.

Total attack tomorrow. I also spoke to the army in the flatlands. It's natural to take mountains. If I could have supported the flatlands and dropped Frandelen...

"Maybe, maybe I will"

Status of a hundred captains. I thought we were still a little further, but if we grab a win in this fight, it won't even be a place we can't reach.

"But... was there someone so strong at that young age"

Seen in brackets of talent given by heaven, it is not comparable in William and Wolf. William never thought of himself as a genius, and he doesn't even think of himself as a brilliant genius. The ordinary man used all sorts of tricks, and sometimes carried his business, and came up to this place. It's not like they weren't trying, but they weren't making reasonable, thorough efforts like William. Still, I couldn't help but feel the difference in talent that they were a little higher than each other.

"But genius is also an idea. You missed it, Mountain Dog."

William was an ordinary man. And in Laconia, they were surrounded by rotten ordinary people. That experience allowed us to understand the feelings of ordinary people and manipulate them successfully. People are said to be seven to three in ratio in emotion and reason. It would go bankrupt if it hadn't kept 70%, no matter how reasonable. That is man. Especially the ordinary are ordinary people because they are unfavourable to hold on to reason.

"No creature is more prized than ordinary people. They always find a weaker position than themselves and make it worth living to step on it. Mercenaries are a well-dressed, easy-to-look opponent from the perspective of the regular army. Look down at that and immerse yourself in superiority. And I'm making it plentiful, little pride."

It's a kind of talent to be able to abandon pride. A man who can throw it away altogether is a kind of genius. People are proud of everyone. Somewhere I consider myself to be different. But the reality is that you're a normal person. That's why we're looking down there. Underneath where I can feel superiority.

"Your presence has inspired too many ordinary people. If it's temporary, that's fine. Unless it's a crisis situation. But normally, you're still down there. It has to be down there. That's what a mercenary is, and that's what an outsider is."

No one has a good face with a generous outside even though they have an inner self. While we are overwhelmingly better than ourselves, we are good. They have no choice but to be convinced. Because the obvious results make me feel bad about my differences. But if that difference is gone, at least not in the sense of normal people's bodies -

"Disgruntled explodes at once. They can't stand that outsiders who aren't even exotic regular armies are making them look great. And the air sensation is easily infected. It tickles the emotions of ordinary people and makes them lose their reason. That makes no sense no matter how reasonable it is. I don't have an ear to listen to."

William was learning a lot from outside the battlefield. From the time I was a slave, I thought about how I could stand around and stay away from the whip, and the time I worked for a bookstore, I thought about what words I could choose to sell books to them in a comfortable way. Same for the business we're doing right now. Most humans are ordinary. That's why appealing to emotions is more effective than reason. You understand that or you don't, that's what divided this light and dark.

"You took the ordinary lightly. I took a sweet look at the shallowness, the stupidity of ordinary people. Ordinary people don't think. Ordinary people don't learn. That's why they're human beings when they're old. It's hard to understand, isn't it? Genius Mountain Dog."

William went beyond many efforts and industries and went outside the ordinary man. I have a different perspective than the people outside from the beginning. William knew it would be his weapon.

"Well, what happens tomorrow?

Wolfe is definitely moving. Take it or flinch it. I've already conveyed my thoughts, but as William, there's also a little bit of a wager. I took only a few risks to win completely. William is confident he will succeed, but all this is an uninformed part of William, but now he can afford to even enjoy it.

"I don't know what that mountain dog will look like when I find out everything... I can't wait to see it now"

William falls asleep with a mask on. A pleasant night breeze tickles William. I'm going to have a good nightmare today, William was enjoying the smell and scenery of the night with that in mind.

Tomorrow is the biggest time to decide everything.