Tower of Karma

The Three Kings happened to be down to defend their main formation. It was such an oppressive situation. The decision saved their lives.

"Hey, what's this?"

Marslan squeezes out his voice flashly. The burning forest swallows without distinction between enemies and allies. If we hadn't made the choice of protecting the main formation, the Marslans would probably have been in there.

"St. Lawrence let it go? No, that's impossible. It's possible in the wind direction, but the battle I was able to win without having to do this. The odds of early attack were boulders. Yet..."

Wordless. Words don't gush when I see this sight. Fire gauges are one effective tactic in every battle station. But if used incorrectly, the swords of the blades will create such a tragedy as they are now. Such a non-discriminatory way is a forbidden hand that should never have to be in the military.

"The wind direction is windy from the north. There is only one person who can do this for your convenience."

Only Rheinberga understood Teng himself, who created this tragedy. The enemies, the allies, the people who think they don't even care. It is the overwhelming self-centered action, the sight of a slight glimpse of the desire for ruin in it, that is the flame that burns.

"Rudolf Les Hersburg"

For the first time, Jacqueline felt horrible about the bottom human being. I was terrified that there were people who could do this. Burn and kill all enemies who have fought together. I was terrified at the heart of being able to do such livestock work like any other human resource.

Above all, this fire gauge was not even informed of the line berca of the child, on the contrary of the Three Kings. If I hadn't retired, everyone would have burned to death together. I'm horrified about that.

"But now we win."

"You're good and sore. Well, that's enough."

Given the lost power, neither the Nederks nor St. Lawrence sides are very different. Loss in the war is overwhelmingly more Nederks, but repeated bad luck and this fire meter made it EVEN. It will come to people how they see it.

"By the way, where is Master Rudolph?

Marslan expresses his doubts. There was no Rudolph in the main unit. I haven't even seen Jacqueline.

Rheinberga rushed out haphazardly.

"Are you sure you don't want to chase me?

"Do I need to go after him? Uh, I'm so tired of this fight. I don't think I fought, and I wouldn't if I was creepy."

"Right. It was like I didn't get through. I also know why my predecessors never got their hands on it. That's beyond people."

"This general is not a man in a different way. Damn, I can't believe I'm going into winter with all this stuffiness... it's going to have a bad effect on your skin."

"Don't worry, White Rose's. Your skin doesn't do that much."

"What the hell, you fucking ghost!

The two make up their minds. Take your gaze off the flames, as if you were even going to escape reality. That would also be irrelevant. This battle, something I don't know if it could be called a battle, was beyond their capacity, by the way. Far from understanding and convincing, there are just consequences. There are no humans who don't think that creeps me out.

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Battlefield without a winner. Everything is burned down, and neither the winner nor the loser is on this occasion.

All that's left are two absolutes. Only two people reign in a shitty, burning world.

"Hi. Nice to meet you." Hero King "Welkingetrics"

Those who look down. Stand on a cliff.

"Are you Rudolph Les Hersburg, the" Blue Guido "? I'll see you first."

Those who look up. Stand under the cliff.

"But you have it, too. I can't believe how far we can get around this sea of fire."

"Luck is not a very good one. I've just grabbed everything with my strength."

Welkingetrics had been moving on scratching the sea of fire. Many of my men sank into the sea of fire. Single if you notice. Still, at first glance, I had to look at just one eye, and I proceeded to walk. And to this occasion.

Rudolph did not have a single scar, as a matter of course, but Welkingetrics also saw some burn marks, all over the ashes and scars. Here lies God, who loosely overlooks the lower realm in heaven, and the very structure of man, who is ugly on earth.

"So you can't beat me. No matter how strong you are, you don't have the most important weather to live."

Welkingetrics has a thin grin on the word.

"Maybe. So let me try."

Welkingetrics put up a bow. I walked into the hall. I can tell from the moment I set it up. This is a must-have bow. A special arrow that inflicts death on the target.

"I won't hit it. If you can guess, neither you nor I are here."

The distance is a little far away. and objects are on top. Besides, the wind direction is across the street from the north. Certainly a difficult situation to hit. Still, I would have answered this if I had seen something slightly war-torn. "I won't take the hero king off," he said.

"Are you God or not? This is the test of man."

Rudolph is flat. I had a feeling it wouldn't hit me. And I haven't had that premonition once in my life.

"Waste."

Welkin Getrix is also immovable while standing. Terrible pressure. The pressure of a hero to stiffen what confronts him. Just being there, people fight in fear.

"Shoot and you'll see."

The wind stopped. Sound disappears from the world. The flames swirling behind him were also far away, and the silence was there.

"I don't believe in God. Believing is people. This world belongs to men."

Rudolph opens his eyes to the words of Welkingetrics. In that momentary swing, the hero king released his bow with absolute confidence. That kills Rudolph with such devastating power that I don't think he launched from the bottom. An arrow that puts together the gravitational pull of a hero king. It goes to Rudolph to get sucked in.

"So if this is a hit, I'm not bored!

After the sound of the meat blowing up, blood smoke covers Rudolph's face. A grin on Rudolph's face. On Welkingetrics' face...

"Oh, my beautiful face is a chick. Knock it off. Oh, but I have to thank Mr. Bird for his death. Thank you, stranger bird. Well, I hate birds in general."

Eagles that suddenly appeared on the rays of arrows. That became the shield and Rudolph lived. Exactly the Son of God. The world is too biased against him. It would be something that is no longer a person.

"I don't know, if you're a messenger of God who serves God even if you rot, isn't that a bad word you just said? I laughed."

Rudolph laughs shards as he wets his face with blood.

"I never believed in God at one time. I use God, though. If there's a god in the first place, I'll kill him first. I hate it, God. And those who believe in it."

The atmosphere of welkingetrics changed. That quiet divinity disappeared, and that grin condensed the fierceness of man. The grin of a greedy, greedy, thirsty man.

"Let's admit it. You are the Son of God. I'll kill him. I'll kill him. God must not be on earth. Only the idols we believe in must be unique."

"Ha-ha-ha! It doesn't exist, but it's the only time it's ever existed! Good, you're the best! I thought it was him, but it's not him! Exactly people, condensed beings, heroes in people!

"Exactly. I'm" King of Heroes "Welkingetrics. It is the absolute principle of action to guide the foolish and vulnerable and to defend the only one I love. So strong. I'm the strongest. Half a century, it never rocked."

Welkingetrics that manifested their true nature. Arrange the bow again. The pressure, its gravity, changes appear on Rudolph's face for the first time. The wind blows, the fire behind it intensifies the fire in an attempt to burn Welkingetrics. The earth shakes.

Still, the king of the unwavering. An awesome grin and condensed eyes shoot Rudolph to death.

"We don't need God in the world of men. Die, Rudolf Les Hersburgs!

Losing that pressure, Rudolph took only one step back. In that step, Rudolph is stunned.

"This, me?

Arrows are released. A faster and stronger arrow rushes through an earlier, poorer world. That was the face the hero king had never shown. The true figure I've always kept. The self that has hidden through is the identity, the secret there and the love is the driving force behind Welkingetrics.

I don't need God. Only people need it. The world belongs to men.

"Well, I..."

On Rudolph's face, for the first time, a real face appeared as if he were giving up.

"Master Rudolph!

Black wind entering there. Both Welkingetrics and Rudolph himself were surprised.

The sickle crushes the arrow. You kept on walking with all your strength. Your breath is constant. But his eyes were directed downstairs towards Welkingetrics. If you don't forgive me, if I kill you, an intense willingness to kill dominates the scene.

"Rhine, Berca?

Because Rheinberga runs fast, the armed forces came to the scene with only the minimum parts needed. There is no full-faced helmet to become a reaper, a condition in which consciousness can only stand in the way and give inferior power to even the other Trinity. Still, what makes you roll is a storm of intent to kill. It's stronger than when you were Reaper.

"How dare you? I'll kill you, Welkingetrics!

Rheinberga, who also roars constantly. In that storm of intent to kill, Welkingetrics...

"Ku, ku, ku, ku, ku, ku! Oh, my God, isn't that funny, you Reaper girl? Cloud mud is what I used to see. The face is good, really good. The love hidden in this killing is so comforting, young and immature, that's why I punch you in the chest"

Welkingetrics laughing big time. Seeing that, Rheinberga does not relieve him of his guard. I am absolutely intimidating you with all my might to protect the Lord.

"Apparently, I'm not the one who kills you."

Welkingetrics turned his back on the Rudolphs without hesitation. Rheinberga took his foot off a cliff trying to chase him.

"But if you enter my realm, I will kill you."

Heavy pressure released from the back of the welkingetrics. That set Rheinberga back.

"Don't make me shoot three arrows. I will not move unless I do harm to my country. This time it's just a place to try. It's just a place to reckon with you. Surely there was a God in Nederks. I'll admit it. But seriously, I... even God overtakes me."

The hero king's back spoke above all eloquently that the word was not a lie. It is the hero who bears all the expectations, the heavy pressures and the prestige of the nation put on its shoulders and turns it even into brilliance. The most powerful king of them all is this man.

"Times of uproar coming soon. Do not be drunk by that wave, and let them kill the God in you firmly. The myth has already subsided. A dream of a moment when I woke up the remnants of the fire. There is no rooting in the world of men. As Strider became just a name. Sooner or later, everything disappears."

I don't understand Rudolph or Rheinberga. On this occasion, no, even looking over the world, only Welkingetrics was able to spot Rudolph's contents, as well as the blade that killed his god. No one knows if that's from their long experience or if it's still going on.

"Welcome to the world of men. Farewell, son of God. I hope we never meet on the battlefield."

Welkingetrics is retreating. Slowly disappears into the sea of fire. The far side of that back is far away. And they shall call him the king of men, and therefore the king of men, the king of heroes.

"... dammit, knock on the windy mouth I found out"

Rheinberga confirms that the hero king has left, chews his own clothes off immediately, and plushes Rudolph's face with that cloth. It was Rudolph with a very unpleasant face, but whether he was aware of it or not, he would wipe the dirt out at all and see if he was injured.

"Who told you to come?

Rudolph's eyes are still cold. Rheinberga tied his mouth tight,

"Sorry"

Still won't stop my hand wiping my face. That irritates Rudolph. A handkerchief just to carry out his own orders. I just favoured him because he had the qualities to fly away in it. I didn't have any special emotions. That can't be in Rudolph.

"Who told you to help?

"Sorry"

Rudolph's cold voice strikes Rheinberga in the ear. Still, I can't rest my hands.

"You thought I'd lose? Rudolph Les Hersburg lost."

"I don't think so. I'm sorry I imitated you."

Rheinberga made sure Rudolph had no scratches and finally rested his hands. I don't have the courage to look Rudolph in the eye right now. Nagging, waiting for the wrath of the Lord. I did something I wasn't ordered to do. Bad Rheinberga. Rudolph hates these past imitations the most. I know, but I know it all, and yet Rheinberga repeats the same mistake.

"... tired. Ombu."

Rheinberga hears the words and looks up. There he looked like he chewed up a bitter bug, and still had the same Rudolph as usual.

"I'll take care of it, boy!

Rheinberga laughs happily. I was just ordered to take care of it, but it's never supposed to be fun, and I still laugh happily.

"Don't shake it. I'm going to bed."

"Yes!"

Snow strokes Rudolph and Rheinberga's cheeks. If you notice, there are thick clouds in the sky, and if you look north, one side is turning white. The season of patience is upon us. The season when every nation is full of nothing but living, and so the peace comes.

"Snow, winter is here, boy."

Rheinberga stands up carrying Rudolph. Rudolph, who was called out...

"Gu"

I was fast asleep. Smile at it, and Rheinberga leaves the scene again.

Winter is here. Snow covers the world. Fire, plague, everything goes out buried in the snow. White will cover the world, blood, tears, everything will be covered and hidden.

Winter is here. It is the rest of the time.

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Last fight of the year. The world shook at the result.

The result is the form in which the invading Welkingetrics were driven away. Although the corresponding pains were borne, it was on the defensive side that the tactical goal was achieved. In view of the process and the damage, the Nederks side managed to bring it into the draw. The world understands that, too.

The problem is...

"Even this me and Strakles have a draw on Kansai mountain. So many guys... why are you drawing attention from such a kid! Only the result remained that the battle of territory was also let go and retreated. Are you saying that I'm in line with someone who exposed this kind of invisibility!

El Sid Campeador was furious. As a result of this, I thought it was a mistake when it came into my ear. A battle between "Hero King" and "Blue Guido". Helpless in front of a giant star, no matter how much the Son of God. At the time of the war, I only heard the name Welkingetrics and saw the results.

And that prediction was overshadowed.

"Isn't it a defeat if you just look at the results? That man, he's the one I've never even won! That's what this is all about!

The rage of the fierce sun was horrible. The heart of a man named El Sid was trembling so much that he tried to turn himself over to St. Laurencia when winter came. There is a lot of passion. A monster who has never even soiled himself. Nederks' youth accomplished the feat of soiling it.

"We're the three biggest stars! If you lose to someone, you have to be at least the same giant star. More importantly, he lost. Are you even going to say the dawn of a new era!

El Sid's contemplative paintings and the world began to uneven early. "Knight Queen" Apollonia is likely to have Garnia in its hands next year with a series of victories. Wolf of "Black Wolf" was hired by the Kingdom of Saint Bart to pick up the Desiderio of "Harsh", General Estard, who was a subordinate of El Sid. And "The White Mask" and "The White Knight" William Lewius have also gained tremendous support from the people, not to mention that he has finally become a hundred captains and has earned the honor of awarding the knighthood directly from the king. Galias' generals are also beginning to swap blood and are becoming more young.

The course of times is accelerating. So much beyond the idea of a giant star.

Extremely is this one case. The fact that "Blue Guido" competed with "Hero King". It is necessary to judge the contents of the battle only by the external aspect of the consequences. If it were, Welkingetrics would withdraw, and the territory would gain nothing more than...

"I don't know where I am going... I really don't care!

After all, this man is outraged that he was unable to enter the war. War fanatics, especially fighting strong opponents, are what El Sid wants. Actually, for El Sid, Rudolph is an incompatible opponent in many ways (if you fight, you'll probably lose interest and go home in less than a few moments), but there's no reason to know that, so he was angry at himself and stormed around on his own.

"Anyone can fight me. Wow, wow, wow!

Today's battlefield feared by neighboring countries and the white flag flying just as close. The giant star that Estaard was proud of was the extreme of boredom, in which he was.

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Strakles was laughing a lot. A giant star responding with laughter to the speed of the times, to the acceleration of the world. I guess I can't help but actually look forward to it. There's a time for battle to come.

This one case became a flashy one worthy of decorating its opening year. For more than half a century, there was no letter of defeat in the history of the heroic king. This time it was also a bit of a difficult situation to say defeat, but it is true that the young Nova bounced back the hero king.

"Can I conquer this stream?

Ask yourself. Being a samurai, I didn't need my hair to say, "Respond! scream." But as a general, the idea of standing on top is different. My own scaffolding that started to shake. Young Nova's on crackdown. Old and still in full season. Until now, I have symbolised a stream similar to this many times.

"Let's eat sweets"

Ernst, king of Ostberg, shows up under Strakles with handmade treats. What a pleasant appearance in a turbulent world.

"Gahaha. I'll pass by that name in disfigurement."

Ernst standing in front of Strakles' sitting bench.

"If you're disturbed, I apologize. But for me, you are still Ji-Ji. You always supported me with your beard, your voice, your body, your weakness."

Ernst sits straight at Strakless. Then spread the sweets as well.

"I am old. They'll all be gone by now."

Strakless to pinch sweets. Loosen your eyes happily.

"Is that... bearable?

"You have to endure it. It's the mission of those who are kings."

A king stands above a multitude of life and death. Strakless and no exception. A nation with a king. Don't make a mistake. There's no such thing as equality in this world.

"At least when you die, by my side. Put it on the bed, Dj."

"Can't you promise me that? I am a warrior."

Ernst distorting his face pitifully. That's even a laughing strakless.

"Your Majesty only has to love the people. Only then will the people love His Majesty. I and Kimon will discipline the people."

"I know. That's all I have."

Overflowing warm air. This is Ernst's only and greatest weapon. It doesn't matter if you're noble or slave, you take it in on yourself. This sense of air is the factor that made Ernst king of Ostberg.

"The world is starting to move. It's time for me to raise it."

Strakles laughs. The Lord himself emits only the weakest light of the new stars that have begun to rise. But the light encompasses and heals all mankind. The immense brilliance sometimes breaks people's hearts. That could be efficient to manipulate people, and Strakless was that type again.

But if a man put his life at risk and risked his life to defend and fight this gracious king, it would be the strongest being anyone can beat. In that sense, Ernst has the qualities to be a beauty star. And then, until it shines, who will protect it?

That's my last job.

Strakles in "Black Gold" quietly grinds his fangs. As an absolute asylum.

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Welkingetrics stood in front of the tombs of his tormentless men.

"Welkin, you look rusty."

An old woman stands next to her in a calm air. Welkingetrics also had a calm look on his face. There was no stillness, no divinity between them, no face as a hero to those whom the heroic king gave Rudolph and others a glimpse. All there is is is serenity and obscurity like a great tree over the years, and that is all.

"I lost Celestan. And a lot more. And the result is defeat. What a punishment."

"Hehe, if I punish you, this country won't be for a moment, will it?

This small country is counted among the Seven Kingdoms because we have Welkingetrics. Because the hero king keeps winning, this country is retaining its form as a nation. One small country surrounded by great powers if its heroic king sways, it doesn't take days to vanish. It's impossible what St. Lawrence would do with a hero king. Because I was a lotus student on both sides a long time ago.

"Why did you miss the Son of God? You never changed your mind when you decided to do this. Was he that close?

Welkingetrics stares into his own hands.

"No. I think I could probably put a stop to it. He was a pretty nasty opponent, of course. Neither does the katana reaper have as much opening as it seems to have on the difference in strength from me, but I would still be better off."

"If so, why?

"I thought it would be more beautiful to kill the Son of God to be the good side of man, not the evil side of man. As I used to be murdered by you."

A woman who rounds her eyes like a surprise. Look at that. Welkin Getrix smiles thinly, too.

"Oh well. That's what I'm talking about. Then you have no choice."

"Right. I apologize to Celestan and the others. Sooner or later it will come time to go apologize. And that might come sooner than you thought."

I got old. Years have been devoted by each other to this country. And the end is approaching. If Celestan had grown, maybe the tide would have changed.

(No, it can't be changed in Celestial. It would have been buried among the novel stars who are born now. God's Proclamation this time)

There was no blood exchange, St. Lawrence. The absolute pillar, the King and the Pope, were too charismatic. Especially when the king reigned too long as an absolute. The flow is no longer the same. How will you live in the stream after that?

"Still, let me protect you and your protectors. Just like I've done for half a century."

"Don't push it, Welkin. God bless you."

The Kingdom of St. Lawrence has never extended its territory once since regaining its original prints. That was no different in exceptional circumstances like this one. The size of the present is the limit. WELKIN GETRICS The range within which one person's gravitational pull reaches. If it widens any further, it gives other countries a gap to enter. Sometimes it will be cut off from there.

The purpose of Welkingetrics is to uphold. As the guardian of this country, I can't die yet. The youthfulness of appearance is a testament to the power of the full season as it is. If it was a fight between people, I still didn't feel like losing.

The Kingdom of St. Lawrence, the strongest protector. The balance of the Seven Kingdoms is preserved because this country is wedged. This case gave it a shake, but it still doesn't change the fact that the strongest reign.