Tower of Karma

William couldn't understand his current situation. Why are you standing in the kitchen at someone else's house? Why is it that I, called the White Knight, mourn the rabbit with a knife, not a sword? Situations that suffer from understanding. Makes me want to hold my head. But I have no choice. Because there's something in the world called becoming.

The beginning of the incident was a visit to the Bernbach family.

I visit indispensably once a week, but unfortunately Vlad is absent today. I was just thinking about saying hello to Victoria and going home.

"Koho, Koho, oh, it's Master William."

Victoria had a cold. I only had a bad feeling at this point, but ignoring it and going home is also a bad wake-up call. If you considered the difference in power between yourself and the Bernbach family rather than that, that would not be an option.

So I'm gonna sit on the edge of the bed and listen to you talk about the spicy Victoria. From time to time I hammer, but the content is barely in my head. There's nothing to talk about in the first place. A bunch of stories about it being a treat I ate yesterday, or having snow games in the garden with my sisters yesterday, without that kind of other love.

Speak and defeat them in fury. On the way, "If you're tired, it's poisonous to your body," he starts talking right away, just shutting up for a moment. William was sighing securely.

"So your second sister's kid is cute, and we made sweets together before this..."

At that moment, Victoria's stomach rang. Victoria blushes her cheeks gently. For once, shame seems to be with us. William was surprised at the disrespect. William thinks it's the bad ones that make him think so.

"... Are you hungry?

"... a little"

William gets up. Victoria unconsciously grabbed her sleeve when she sensed signs of trying to leave. The feeling is full of ready-to-see and invites bitterness.

"I'm going to tell them to make something for what they serve. I'll be right back."

Victoria let go of her hand when she heard the words.

Feeling his gaze behind his back, William withdrew from Victoria's room.

And it leads to now.

What a lack of people in the Bernbach family at the moment. Salaries and cocks were paid out by buying and so on, and the servants were out trying to distract them, too. What a bad situation it was between us, but William's reluctance to return to Victoria with nothing to achieve was unacceptable and he was supposed to stand in the kitchen for some reason as a result.

At this point the gear of a precision man named William was insane. Something always slips away when I meet Victoria. I had a taste of it today without my full consciousness.

…………

William doesn't cook much. I spent some time cooking something else, and the food was basically just outsourced. Time to buy ingredients, time to cook, too wasted. That doesn't mean I can't cook.

…………

I thought I was good at cooking myself.

William is a specialist in knowledge and practice. I am good at moving my body according to the procedure manual. It was that pile that built up the present William. And cooking does not produce bad things if knowledge and practice are perfected. I don't hit it badly, so I can make sure it's delicious.

But here the shock runs to the perfect William.

"... not good. I don't know where or what it is."

Not until I've judged the rabbit, but it bothers my head to the stage of seasoning ahead. I don't know if there is salt and pepper. There can't be, but I couldn't just vandalize the kitchen on my own, and I had to stand up. By the way, the rabbit was hanging right where I could see it, so I could snort it. You hesitate to vandalize the kitchen, but the lack of hesitation towards rabbits is an eternal mystery.

It's a bad step for William. I don't seem to be very good at cooking.

"Um, what are you doing?

William looks back frightened and surprised. I'm not doing anything nasty, but it's true that I used the cooking area on my own. There is no excuse for hanging rabbits because of this luck.

"… Ri, cook"

William replied bitterly. The girl who made the inquiry is a girl that William has also seen several times. It is the family of this house. That would be Bernbach's daughter.

"Huh? Master William, is it?

They seem to know about themselves, too, and are not alert. You must be surprised that William is standing in the kitchen cooking more than on alert. William himself is surprised, so I can't help it.

"Yeah, Victoria's hungry, so I thought I'd make something simple... sorry I took the liberty of using the cooking area"

The girl who gets her head bowed and grated by William. After grating all the way down, I walked a little bit to the front of William. It is small animal.

"Um, I'll help you"

William's gratitude for the girl's offer is intricately intertwined with feelings he couldn't complete on his own. Of course the option of saying no here is unlikely. I can tell the boulder from William the Crazy of Gears to that extent. A little girl and Bernbach's daughter. It is speechless, such as treading on favors.

"Thank you. Excuse me, may I ask your name?

William dared to ask his name here. I didn't know my family. While reflecting on my fallout, I took the shallowest option in my future relationship. Knowledge in such cases can be fatal to mundane applause. It's better to reopen it and ask.

"This is rude. This is Ernesta, ten women of Vlad von Bernbach. See you later."

Ernesta bowing her skirt down a bit. If Victoria were to be the twist of a great wheel, this one was a miserable girl. You look considerably younger than Victoria, but the year is only one difference. He seems to be good at courtesy compared to Victoria, as opposed to age.

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Ernesta was excellent. Detect what William desires as soon as possible and keep it in a place that is easily accessible to William. The part I would never claim is also a good impression. That with the lady. She was a girl I didn't think was Victoria's sister.

"Is it stew"

"Yeah, I thought juice would be good if you had a cold."

"I think it's good. Sister Victoria should have liked the stew, too. Especially when it comes to meat."

William, with the help of Ernesta, was making rabbit stews. There were as few ingredients as the servants were going to buy out, and there were only a few dishes that could be created. If it were to be a dish for the sick on top of that, there would be no other place to put the stew.

William loved stew so much that he thought so. It's generally delicious if simmered in salt. but one of William's myths. Carl used to cloud me with the phrase, "That's a polar theory..." but William put his absolute trust in a dish called stew.

(If you try to consume all of the ingredients, the only option is to boil them. The ingredients become smaller when the heat is passed through. Being smaller is proof that something is missing. If we're going to seal that up, we should heat it up in the soup. What's missing should stick to the soup)

In Laconia, William was nourished with stews three times a week. I still eat stew somewhere once a week.

"It's a simple flavoring."

A finished stew without much hassle or ingredients. I gave Ernesta a taste, but the taste may be a little too thin. However, somehow William didn't want to break this flavor.

"It may not fit your lady's mouth."

"That's not true. Gentle flavor. I'm sure your sister will be pleased."

I also got an Ernesta tattoo, so I'm relieved about this. There's a lot of potential for flattery, but it won't be a bad one to eat. I was confident that I could have made it better than that one I had eaten in Laconia, even by mistake.

All we have to do is feed this to Victoria.

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"... ku"

Victoria was asleep. William and Ernesta laugh bitterly. A long time for the sick to wake up and wait, albeit an easy dish. I can't help falling asleep.

"Shall I wake you?

Ernesta cares about William and suggests. William shook his head silently.

"Okay."

Ernesta, who draws on William's intentions and gently closes the door. You should sleep while you can. Sleep well and the disease will heal.

"It's time for me to spare you. I have plans for a meeting. I'm sorry, sir, but can you keep the stew handled properly?

You can't put such a cheesy substitute in the eyes of Vlad, the landlord. William just made it because no one was there, and would make something more delicious and nutritious if it was cock or serving. If you don't want to eat now, you don't have to leave it.

"No, it's a waste."

"It's not as wasteful as it sounds. Tell the cocks it was bad using ingredients on their own. And I apologize for being late for Lady Victoria. Can you please tell me that this filling is bound to happen sooner or later?

"Yes, sir."

Ernesta is brilliant with just a little involvement. "Excuse me," William turns his back in a meeting, grinning internally at his differences with his sister.

Today Vlad was absent, Victorian illness, but the out-of-the-box fruitful. He was involved with Bernbach's family, which was almost unbridled. It is not a bad harvest.

(Ernesta? You looked a little like Rutgard. There are quite a few differences in the volume)

inferior to Hua compared to her sister. but intelligent and serious. Perhaps better than Victoria if you ask about her value as a woman. Well, whether it's worth it or not, it doesn't matter to William.

(... you're hungry. Why don't you stop by the diner?)

William was walking and exploring what to eat.

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After William left, the Bernbach family had a large circle of flowers.

The twelve proud huats of the Bernbach family. Among them, Teresia, the fourth woman Wilhelmina, is the only woman to sparkle, and all the problems are so nine women Victoria, these three shines are exceptional among the Bernbach families with many beautiful women. And those three and ten female Ernesta, five and servants of Marianne, the twelve still young women, meet together.

"How are you feeling? Victoria."

Tellegia looks worried and asks Victoria. "Eh heh," Victoria shows her teeth and laughs. Looks pretty good after a little sleep.

"Show me your teeth and I won't laugh! How many times do I have to tell you, Victoria?

The reprimand of the Fourth Woman Wilhelmina flies. Victoria shrinks. "Fair enough," Theresia says. Peaceful Telagia and Tough Wilhelmina. It is the candy and whip of the Bernbach family.

"So? What's this poor soup?

Wilhelmina stares down at her service. Panicking servants. By the way, Wilhelmina, I used to quarrel with my husband because of this personality, and each time I came home, I was a commonplace troublemaker. I am still running away from home after the quarrel today, that is, I am in a mood.

"Excuse me, Wilhelmina. Your sister. I'm the one who prepared this one."

Ernesta bows her head. Wilhelmina and Tellegia gaze at Ernesta with an unexpected look. Victoria was hungry or had a spoon and a fork in her hand with little Marianne. Pretty sure.

"You cooked? Well, I hope so."

"I don't know how to cook Ernesta. Sounds delicious. Did you make it by yourself?

To Tellegia's inquiry, Ernesta glanced at Victoria for a moment. Without realizing its gaze, Victoria waits for a softening meal.

"Uh. I'm not alone."

"I guess. If you were alone, you would have made something more attentive. So, where is the idiot who pulled your leg?

Ernesta looks very unanswerable. But it's strange to keep quiet, so I hesitate to open my mouth. What's with the grid, Victoria and Marianne squeezing a fork and a spoon?

"This is William Lewis."

Victoria dropped the spoon. Theresia solidifies with a smile and Wilhelmina stiffens her face as well. Only Marianne, who wasn't sure, was starting to play by bumping a spoon and a fork. Very definite.

"... I gave you a treat. It was a secret, precious treat, but it's terrible, Ernesta!

Crying out Victoria. Surprisingly healthy. You're surprised Victoria suddenly starts crying. Marianne drops a spoon and a fork.

"Chi, no, Victoria. Your sister. Master William thought of your sister Victoria, who was falling from a cold, and made a stew. I just helped."

Victoria thinks sobbing. Victoria wondered if it was cheating, but William and Victoria aren't dating or engaged in the first place. The fact that is not in Victoria's head.

"You want this for me?

"Yes."

"Isn't that cheating?

"Absolutely."

"Yay! It's Master William's handicraft!

With the cash thing, Victoria stopped crying in an instant, with a full smile. Ernesta looked relieved by her sister's change.

"... Helga. Throw this away."

Wilhelmina ordered Helga, a servant. Victoria stares at her sister with a grumpy face when she hears it. Ernesta also looked a little nasty.

"Wilhelmina. I will not allow you to throw that away. Helga, stand down."

There is no smile on Theresia's face. That alone is going to make Wilhelmina retire. I'm really mad at you. That means Tellegia, who usually keeps smiling, turns off her grin. But...

"I don't think that man deserves Victoria, Bernbach. Horsebones I don't know with anybody anywhere. Even knighthood is just a civilian if your father doesn't give it to you. Your sister thinks a man like that would look good on Victoria? I don't think so!

It was a Wilhelmina that would not normally defy Telagia, but I didn't back down here. Tellegia and Wilhelmina flirt.

"It's your father's decision. Even if you are dissatisfied, our Lord's life is absolute. Victoria or Ernesta, one of them gets engaged and gets a connection to the military. It's a matter of decision."

Two people to befriend. Right there.

"Yum!"

Marianne's voice sounded as she ripped through the sinister air. Everyone's gaze gathers in Marianne. Little Marianne couldn't wait to eat her stew.

"Ah, the spear is the best! You're my William!

Victoria even begins to burn and eat opposing minds at Marianne. Then...

"Wow. Yum! It tastes so sweet."

Victoria's face is also dusted. Is it no longer even the air angry with boulders, the disintegrating pushing silent Theresia and Wilhelmina? Ernesta also determined the flow by daring to start eating. This is where the troublesome story ends and let's make it a meal.

"Really. It tastes so sweet. Simple. Sometimes it's good."

"Simple, crude, thin. I'm not gonna talk about it."

Five people who said things like that, but somehow start focusing on meals.

"Even though it's not a business, you can cook with your lords. Besides, he cares about the sick and makes something decent and easy to eat. Sounds like a good lord."

"Eh heh. It's the coolest thing in the world."

"I think he's a good man"

"... you can't take it, Ernesta"

Five people who dine amicably if they find it cute. In the end, these sisters are close. Married and out of the house. Note that this is how the sisters get together and get their meals. Blossom into public discourse.

There was a good time for a meal.

"... what is it, Wilhelmina, your sister?

Ernesta speaks to Wilhelmina who stops the silent spoon.

"It's nothing. It's nothing, and I don't care. Isn't this the flavor you've had somewhere?

Wilhelmina slowly rolls the stew in her mouth.

"Oh, I thought too. I miss you a little bit. I think it was a long time ago, when I had a cold, like today. I feel like I've eaten before."

Victoria was also attacked by a vestigial sense of vision.

Outside the ring of five. Helga reacts tingly.

"Alas, whatever Wilhelmina is, you remember Victoria, too. It was a long time ago. More than ten years ago. A servant I loved, too, looks just like the stew he snuck up on me. Especially this gentle flavor."

Wilhelmina punches Pong in the hand.

"Oh, there you are. I don't really care about servants or anything, but that guy's impressed for some reason. I was jealous of Sarah's black hair."

"Yeah, I admired it. To that guy, he was so beautiful. The name is definitely..."

Pompous Victoria and Ernesta, and the most complete and delightful Marianne without even thinking about it.

"" Alretto ""

The voices of Theresia and Wilhelmina overlap. Their memories overlapped again. a woman with dark hair and a beauty that won't take a pull from them. A servant who was very gentle and loved the sisters of the last generation.

Dark-haired maiden, Alrett.

William's, Al's sister. It is the woman of the beginning.

"Well, it's such a simple flavoring, and it can be similar."

"Right. Well, sometimes these simple dishes aren't bad."

"Replace!

"Oh, Marianne."

"Replace!

"Think of your age, Victoria. I don't know."

A black phantom that soon becomes a past in the sisters. An act of public discourse, no big deal.

They don't know. to see what happened to that Alretto. They don't know. what the sacrifice produced. They don't know. I don't want to know.

Even the two of them who are elderly.

"Al, Letto"

Helga with an awesome look in the corner. And Tellegia that captures it at the edge of her sight.

They don't know. I sinned against my father. And the monster it gave birth to.

There's nothing they'll ever know.

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William was inside a blurry building. It was a very disgusting store full of gap winds and hot air in the cooking area replacing heating. It is offensive to William, of course. And this store, in addition to blurring, is deadly.

"Not good! Replace!

Bad. Excellent quantity ahead of quality. I wonder if I could go before I starve to death, a store that isn't as delicious as they say. It is the dark part of Arkas, which the knower knows.

"It's not good enough to change things."

"Don't tell me the owner. Well, not bad doesn't change that meat is meat, stew. Meals are part of body making. Delicious is second to none."

The store owner takes off his gaze and serves it on a plate appropriately. Stew overflowing from vessels. The fact that you always add more meat to the meat is wonderful whether you intend to serve it or not. If this tasted good, the heavens would have been removed in Arcas.

"Wait."

"Not good!"

How many times have we had this exchange? Already a destination store for years. Have you been going from a good time to convert from Laconia? William himself doesn't even care to count.

Yes, this restaurant was a bad place to eat relocated from Laconia to Arcas. The main menu is rabbit meat stew. It's not good to push through, but the amount is not half that amount. It is a great place to outgrow hunger. Few repeaters.

"It's not good!

A small but strangely existential young man fell first of all. A woman who laughs at you when you see it. It's hard to ask if you're making fun of me in exotic terms.

(Hmm? This word -)

A faintly heard word. William blinks his ear when he learns to hook up.

"Store owner! I want a rabbit meat stew! As much as I ask of you, Jen."

A big man sitting next to Dosari and William. An atmosphere that is clearly different from that of an ordinary person. William judges just by looking sideways. He said he couldn't win on his own right now.

"Wait."

"Hmmm. Which one...... Gahaha! I've never seen a better stew!

The owner didn't seem particularly concerned. I was silently cooking.

"Young man there, by the way. How far will you go next year?

Mysterious question. No matter who else asked, William would have floated a question mark. But I could understand the words of the man beside me. I'm guessing, a man named William Lewis.

"Well, what do you mean?"

William sets aside his account and stands up. The decision that it's not a good idea to keep talking and get yourself dug up. I think they are troublesome, but it is a late act.

"My daughter is at war with the continent and pushing. The princess of Garias won one of the cities from Kimon the Black Sheep who led the young. Wolf the Black Wolf picked up" Harsh "as he knew it. And Aoyagi..."

William stopped trying to leave. I didn't mean anything by it. The man is definitely trying to bring out 'himself'. That's why I'm inciting it. It is true that we are a little behind when compared to others. Because of his youth, he was trampled there as brittle.

Because that's what they thought.

"I'm not like those guys. Where we should be going."

William and the man's gaze meet for a moment.

"I'll find out soon enough."

That's what William left the store for. What does a man see after that?

(Hmm. That man, he's not a samurai. only aim is' heaven ', or)

The man whispers his jaw. Nova, which in a way has not yet shown its true appearance. I guess both "White Mask" and "White Knight" are only temporary figures. The place to aim has been decided from the beginning. That's not even Arcadia's throne. The goal is to reach...

"Arc. The man now, the rumored white knight?

Drop the stuck boy and a red-haired Bridget speaks up.

"Seems so."

Jaw-dropping man, 'The Knight King' Ark sees Bridget.

'... yes'

Bridget's eyes,

"I mean, he's William Lewis from Lucitania"

I didn't miss the glitter. That's deep despair in the dark, everywhere. Now I'm still running with a glimmer of hope. But Bridget has a grudge. That hope will not be fulfilled and that there will no longer be happiness in this world.

"Dirty white hair."

I'll stroke the sword I can carry on my hips. Gentle, and to forgive.

Like I'm calming down something that's about to explode.

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William didn't miss what he was capturing at the edge of his sight. The eyes that looked at me, the signs were gone. Only to the extent that you look at the rare customers in the same store. It also appeared that white hair was just unusual. Such a gaze is something I'm used to these days. That's why...

(Those eyes are not like that. eyes exploring something)

William erases from his head the information of the nobles he will meet for the first time.

(Red hair, not Arcadia people. The language you were abusing wasn't this one either. Don't be too little information to think about. Move it a little)

William stops. Between the building and the building, look into its darkness.

"I'll pay. But in immature things it would be tempting. Not only was that giant man around, but the kid who slept put together a good vibe. You move."

The darkness swells.

"I'm expensive."

William laughs.

"Worth paying. This is my investment in William Lewis. It would only be a pebble on the side of the road to the extent of that woman. But I'm not distracted by pebbles either. I'll do everything I can to get in the way of my path."

William reached for his nostalgia and grabbed the bag. Throw it into the darkness without checking its contents.

"An advance. And then I'll give you a reward for success based on the information I've got."

All the bags the darkness grabbed were packed with gold coins. A coin called gold that few ordinary people have in their hands as they live. That's tightly packed.

"Accepted"

Darkness disappearing as it is. William glanced off satisfactorily.

"Now, let's just say we get rid of the pebbles from our heads and think about what we're going to do now"

William walks. There are no gaps in that path.