Tower of Karma

"Victoria, I don't have a lady"

The maid reports to Vlad. Vlad laughed when he saw the snow starting to fall out the window.

"That could have been out-of-the-box. Simple thinking like that would be harder to understand for a man like that. That guy's pretty good, too, but there's no point in making sense of it in the first place."

Vlad drinks his maid.

"William Lewius. He turns his mouth and is smart for a samurai. If I could have bought it in Victoria, I could have bought it for a lot cheaper. That is also a good amount of equipment, but it was still lacking as an aristocratic lady. And because of that, if you can attack that man, it'll be worth raising."

The maid starts licking Vlad's neck muscles. Vlad wasn't even pointing his gaze at him, but his face was red if he was excited.

"It's a good day. Are you ready for that, Helga?"

A maid, called Helga, grins inferiorly.

"Whatever, sir. We've carefully selected the right ingredients."

"Good boy. Then we'll pick you both up, and then we'll try to go. Woohoo, what a good day this is"

Under his eyes, William and Victoria were coming back shoulder to shoulder. Seeing its appearance and expression, Vlad smiles. Vlad's creation apparently captured the prey.

I wanted to at least hook it up to the mesh for today. The minimum norm was fulfilled. And then wrap the yarn little by little so that you can't move around and eat it.

"Good luck, Mr. William. Because your hard work will help me."

An inferior grin. This was also one of Vlad's appearances.

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A lion falling asleep at the end of the counter. Put that on your ass. I can't see how many glasses Kyle and Arc have left. These two are bottomless.

"Kai El Erik Grevilius"

Kyle's eyes were opened. Ark doesn't even glance at it, just silently drinks.

"A grain of old friends was such a name. That was a good king. Strong, brave, smart, and roughly all the qualities needed as a king were combined. The bad luck was in the same era, the presence of giant stars in nearby places, the presence of a monster named El Sid, that's all."

Ark looks away and talks pompous. Nothing, Kyle. I'm not talking about it. Like I said, I didn't really try to keep an eye on him.

"I'm not strong, I'm not smart. If I were strong, I wouldn't have lost in the first place. If you were smart, you would have defended your family by being respectful. I don't even want to hear about that man who couldn't do it."

Kyle's eyes were lit with angry colors. Ten men who destroyed the country. The culprit who drove Kyle's life crazy, beaten to hell with his mother. The fact that I met a friend in that hell is a different story in itself. In the process my mother died, and many died. That is the problem.

"With all due respect, El Sid would have killed him. And a lord born with vessels beyond that would have been slain for a long time. What more could you do than fight, destroy, and let your family escape in that gap?

Ark pities. The situation.

"I didn't have to fight. You should have run away."

It would also be my duty as king.

"Crap. As long as I carry wasted baggage and lose sight of what really matters, I don't carry baggage. Protect only what really matters. That's my way of life."

Only two friends float behind Kyle's brain. That's all I defend. This is the power for it. The strongest I've ever worn for just that.

"Do you fear loss? So much so that the essence is of the weak."

Kyle trembles at the words. Clear intent to kill Ark brings a coloring and sickle. So much so that Ark's allegations accurately followed Kyle's backbone. The weakness I've hidden, that's what makes it obvious.

"No matter how strong it may be, it will not reach those who bear it. There is a limit to what one person can do. Only those who have carried and acted on others will have the right to move the world"

"I told you I don't need that!

Kyle threw a liquor bottle at the wall. There was a loud noise and the sleeping lily moved.

"When the world tries to take what Sir wants to protect, then what will Sir do? What can you do? What can they do with a thousand, ten thousand, gatherings of people? What can you protect with a single sword in the rain of a pouring arrow? What can Sir do at that moment when the city burns and the smoke fills his chest and takes his breath away?

Kyle pushes silence. Fist trembles, but there is no objection. That's what Kyle feared most, and he still offended his mind as Kyle's own oldest memory, a great trauma.

"I can't do anything. It's about the strength of the individual. If I could protect you, would that be okay? Don't take a sweet look at protecting everyone. You can't protect cowards who can't act on their own."

Kyle turns his back on Ark and walks out alone. If I stay here any longer, I probably won't be able to keep myself. That is tantamount to peeling the skin of strength that has been put together on its own.

"Sooner or later, you will live that way, you will regret it."

Stronger and stronger and stronger, and yet Kyle doesn't move. I don't interfere in the world, I just wait for my best friend to count on me. Everywhere, everywhere, I keep waiting.

Kyle is not actively moving, even by holding back his best friend's path on the last line. Just be limitless stronger, and just wait.

In fact, it is this man named Kyle who has the most distorted way of life. The trauma of the past made the man more afraid of loss than anything else. Especially when he was strongly frightened of losing it as a result of acting on his own. Hence the strongest. Waiting for you.

The weakest wearing the strongest skins. That is Kyle's now.

"I don't regret it. I'm not gonna be like your father."

Keep walking away, Kyle. Ark dropped that back off with a pitiful look.

"It's Sven. Sir's sin has left his son with a distortion. It is unfortunate that the large vessel cannot be found in the world, even though there is no choice."

An arc that stirs up a solo drink.

"If we can preserve what is dear in Sir's way, there is no dispute in man's world. Stand in heaven, and let the precious fall from your hands easily."

A warrior friend who has crossed the blades many times. Pray for the future of that shadowy young man, and Ark drinks.

"I'm not just waiting. Act, Sven's son Kai. If you don't move, they'll just leave you behind."

The man who knew heaven and earth thought of the principles of the world and meditated quietly on his eyes.

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"How was the end?

The night was lost in darkness, and Angelum appeared beneath William. Time is already close to midnight. It's been quite a while since we broke up. but he seemed to be waiting for William without the appearance of trembling.

"Vlad's daughter proposed to me. You use your hands a lot?

"Vlad von Bernbach has twelve daughters. Six of them are married, there are three daughters who have already decided to get engaged, and the other three are too young, so there are no fiancées."

"The other guy?

"All of them are dominated by aristocrats, especially the leading civilian figures."

"I see."

Count Vlad uses his own daughter for his birth and stability of position. As a nobleman, I am very right and deserve it in a way, but I guess it is still famous among the nobles if this kind of information comes out notably.

"Who are you, by the way?

Victoria von Bernbach.

"Nine women...... they've already decided on an apparent fiancée, but I see, is that the form you chose Master William over the scale? I've been reported to the child in question many times, so there's a good chance that we've had a conversation."

If that's how it goes, there's no point in breaking it. I guess the person is bringing it into the conversation rather than. The amount of equipment has that much, so it's hard to be convinced that there's a lot of breaking and discussing, even with some difficulty.

"The more we look into it, the stronger the connection Count Vlad has. Keep in mind that it's more troublesome than it looks. On top of that, I recommend this conversation."

William shouts, "Wow," which seems unexpected.

"Count Vlad has a strong connection in sentences, but on the contrary, it is the current situation where there is not much connection on the military side and the influence is weak. It would be honest to say that we want a foothold in the army through Master William."

I immediately understood what Angelum was trying to say. What William was naturally thinking, too.

"I mean, a new path for Master William, at its footing"

"Use it the other way, huh? It's hard."

"It will be easy for you. Power relations will soon be replaced."

Angelum is just stating the facts. I'm not the kind of guy who says granny.

"Don't continue to fail to gather information. I trust you, Angelum."

"What a waste of words. That's all you can do with this Angelm, sleepless break."

"... you can rest."

Not responding to that, Angelm disappears in the dark at night. Probably going to expand the scope of information-gathering with an insomnia break from here. It's helpful as William, but it's also an idea to do just a little too much.

"Well, okay. Let's just go back. I'm a little tired today."

William's day was a dense one. It would be difficult if asked if it was a good day, but it wasn't a bad day. It was the day my own path progressed tremendously, and I found a stepping stone for revenge. But the opponent is surprisingly troublesome. Count Vlad himself, not.

You didn't even think about my engagement.

Victoria von Bernbach. The type of woman I've never met myself. That smile is William's natural enemy. Never forgive your heart. Once it's loose, it comes in everywhere. In an empty vessel, somewhere...

(I just need to think about that. I'm a knight, too, like I've become half a nobleman. I can't be single forever. Besides, marrying a leading man can be risky, but the benefits are immeasurable. Well, there's more to think about again)

Use it for yourself to ascend to heaven. The moment I thought about it, I could grasp my heart. I don't just use it rationally and allow myself to do something. That's all.

Still, that smile hits my head. That was horrible.

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After Kyle was gone, Ark was drinking alone. Though technically the three of them are Yuri, who is completely bursting asleep, and Nanashi, the wind who is lying down in depression and sleeping.

"... by the way, what can Sir stretch his legs to Arcadia Kunda?

"Huh!?

Nanashi gets up frightened and looks at Ark's face with a strange look.

"Lucitania is close across the sea. As you know, the sword of that country is a brilliant business. It's not strange to speak the language for my business as a knight king. '

"This sawdust. You didn't make me look like that. '

Ark laughs.

"What's your name?

"Bridget Ray Feelin"

'I see. Is that what inherits Ray? I thought it would make sense. "

Few families have rays in Lucitania. Only three of the ten tribes. One of them was obsolete due to certain circumstances. In other words, it was a middle name with only two families in the world.

'Then let's go back to the question first. Remember that?

Bridget sighs. I don't seem to want to say much, but if you say so, it's not convenient as Bridget. At any rate, there are few people who can speak. There's no harm in keeping the information gathered here. So I opened my mouth.

"... I'm here to get my fiancée"

Ark rounds his eyes. I'll get my fiancée. That's why women came to a country so far apart. It's impossible if it's normal.

"He's an idiot and an idiot, so you name him... he's a sword blacksmith family, and he didn't have any talent like that."

Bridget narrows her eyes sadly. I haven't heard from you in a long time. I guess the man is objectively dead. Otherwise I can't explain it.

'At the end of the day, we broke up in a fight. He cursed me, and I didn't have any talent shards, and I told him I'd protect him, so I thought I'd leave him alone. But he's gone. I don't know what that means. I cried a little and showed it to you...... Hmm'

An arc, a man would know. I touched a man's hand. Stretch your legs to other countries to show strength. Get out of peaceful Lucitania and head to the Seven Kingdoms of Heavy War. Too much to know, Ark knew how it felt.

"What do you say the man's name is? I also came to this country again and the sun is shallow, but the words go through. Maybe you know something."

Bridget opened her mouth with a tired face, but only a little hope.

"William Lewis"

Ark opens his eyes wide. The lion, who was supposed to be asleep when he heard the words, also moved perfectly.

"The man, is he grey?

Bridget shakes her neck.

"You have the same red hair as me. I think it's rare in this country, so it's supposed to stand out. '

Red hair is common in the West. Arcadia is hardly red-haired because it's east of the Seven Kingdoms as a whole. The arc is also red in gold. The descendants of Caios, the nation that Estard destroyed more than a hundred years ago, have red hair that burns so close to pure blood.

'Right. No, I still didn't seem to know anything. I'm sorry I made you expect this. "

'It's nothing. I'm gonna be over here for a while anyway, and I'm gonna sit back and learn the words and look for them myself.'

Ark was guessing something. Something like anxiety.

"What are you going to do if the man is dead?

From Bridget's eyes, all the rage disappears.

"Kill the guy you killed and I'll die, too."

Knowing its readiness, Ark shut his mouth. For he thought that he should not be involved therein, no matter how he fell. I could already imagine how it would end.

'I hope they find it. Little Swordsman.'

Bridget stood up from her seat and smiled.

Thank you. You were pretty strong, too.

Ark is criticized and bitterly laughed at from above by his eyes even younger than himself around the lid.

Nanashi as it was. Bridget disappeared on Arcadia night.

Ark drinks alone.

"Don't stay. Either you stand, or you don't stand."

I drank every bottle at once.

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It was too late for William to return to the Taylor family. Carl and Einhardt originally spent time like all the servants were asleep. You said you were back at that hour, and when you opened the door to the mansion...

Welcome home, Master William.

Rutgard von Taylor was there, as a matter of course, as if he had returned at normal times. "I'm home now," William smiles without surprise.

"I'll keep your cape"

"Thank you"

William hands Rutgard his own feather-woven cloak. Receiving it, Rutgard changed his expression only slightly. Though William never saw his face in the dark.

"Dear William,"

Rutgard stops William from trying to return to his room. William looking back. Rutgard stays on his back. Just a little, silence falls between the two of us.

"Today, has been a good day?

William reminds Rutgard of the conversation he had in the morning. Rutgard made me today's William, The White Knight. Without her costume, there wouldn't have been William's brilliance today. Thanks to her, today has been a good day.

"Of course it is. Thanks to you, it's been a good day."

"Good for you then. Rest in peace."

Rutgard looks back. William smiled too when he saw it.

"Yes, let me do that"

My chamber also dropped off William's back aiming, and Rutgard was holding his expression in place as he hung on. After William is gone, uh, I drop my eyes on William's cloak that I made. Bring that to the tip of your nose and smell it. After all...

"Smells like flowers. Woman's, I Don't Know Smell"

Rutgard's eyes on that cloak were a look neither William nor Carl had ever seen, not even his best friend Hilda.

"Oh well."

Rutgard takes care of it and goes back to his room.

Nothing has seen that cloak since that day.