Tower of Karma

William had been called back to Arkas for a one-legged promotion. In the north, Angelm and Shrubia are controlling William's missing legions and encouraging them to fight. The offensive speed is delayed, but now both the fame and the fame have gained the second-largest 'power' in the North.

William was currently captain of the lead hundred. Fly the status of Senior Hundred Captain for a one-foot promotion. Many in the military frown. But the results and connections have undone those murmurs. That is the real use of the 'power' that has accumulated in winter.

It is suspicious that William could have risen to senior 100 captain at this stage due to the fact that he was an Inhuman in the first place until last year and the fact that there was no connection 'up there'. This one-legged promotion is a sprout of seeds this winter. I became acquainted with some influential nobility, headed by Vlad, and became a courtesy. Especially targeting nobles who can't have connections to the military.

(If you invest in me, it's indirect, but you can influence the military. Investing in anticipation of future connections is a must if you know I will win. And even though the fields are different if many nobles move, the military forces also have to move. My promotion is also mandatory)

In addition to this promotion, he also received various medals. Much of it is useless and pointless, but stacking it also creates meaning. If you have a medal bearing the name of an aristocrat, you will have strong connections to each other. Symbols of compassion, in a sense these become great weapons. Because they make connections that are not supposed to be visible exist as visible.

(Tomorrow you will greet the nobility who moved. I want to leave Arkas the day after tomorrow. Will it still be a battle against time?)

Greetings are indispensable not only to the nobility who bears the name of the medal, but also to those who do not. Their help is essential to get up from here. Strength and results alone are too late. That was painful in the footsteps up to last year. In order to make more effective use of the results, this kind of outrageous greeting will still be mandatory.

(Applause. No kicking element. Now I'm on top)

Of course the roster of nobles that moved me was in William's hands through Airhardt. The biggest connection for William is his connection to Airhardt. Don't hold this, the treatment from the nobility changed dramatically even during the winter alone. You can only be whimsical once you've been summoned, but you'll be sure if you head to the royal palace twice and three times. Well, most of that is to deliver the book to Eleonora, but it doesn't look that way to those who don't know the truth. It is also an operation.

(That's why we need to keep our heads down)

William's future was bright. Ready, seeded. Harvest time is near. On William's path, no pebbles.

Today there was an early summer festival in Arkas. As a seed of its bustle, William's martial arts tradition would be well used. If he shows up in person, there's no doubt the festival will float to frenzy. So William chose this path.

(Because it springs up as much as it wants, like kicking elements)

Unpopular, far from the lights.

"What can I do for you? Lady."

Unpopular dark alleys. There wasn't supposed to be any people. There was one woman standing there. He is dressed in ethnic costumes he has never seen, pouring red red on his mouth and wearing thin makeup on his face. An elderly woman in exotic fashion from what I've seen. But he had a sword on his lower back. Above all, the expression of something that looks dark and hard.

"Question ga, al"

The woman opened her mouth.

"William Lewis, uh, Chittailka?

William strokes the sword that is always on his hips.

"Yes, of course. Because it's my name."

The woman smiled when she heard it.

"Souka, Nara, 'real' Hadconyl?

William smiles again, too. This question makes no sense. She is a pebble. Well, then...

'Well, you're not to my knowledge. More than that, it's a festival today. How about a song with me?

We have to eliminate it. The element of stumbling on William's path is unacceptable.

'... right. Shall we dance? My name is Bridget Ray Feelin. "

"My name is William Lewis."

"" Zazu ""

It's like an act of theatre. The two pulled out their swords at the same time. Beautiful white blade; two are sister swords. Both Lucitania's famous blacksmiths, big products forged by Lewius. It was created for two future couples. It was prepared for happiness. It was...

'Wait, William. I'll clear your mind right now. "

tools and decadence to colour the performances of despair.

Causes and consequences of distant days, overlap here.

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On that day was a sunny day with no clouds worthy of calling it Aotearoa. The alley is busy with early summer festivals. Nobody knows that one woman has decided to be ready in that corner or anything. I ran around Arkas. I searched crazily to death. I gained a word for it, and if I just listened, I could do it some quick talk.

As a result, she found out. that there is no William Lewius in this country that I know of.

Still scratched my feet. I scratched my feet. I wanted certainty somehow. Stay alive. Stay dead, I wanted answers.

"Oh, with that said, I used to get water for the red-haired young man you say. Nico. I didn't know what to say, but I was helpful."

Reminds me of the other rainy day, an act of conversation with a pedestrian.

"Soledes! Soitz, he hadounarimashitaka!?

Excited. I finally get the answer.

"No, I don't know. I'm pretty sure he came this way. That's right, you were hanging out on the road with the guy who was bandana. We were trying to get along. Seems like he got the word for it."

The excitement cooled in an instant. I didn't get an answer after all.

Bang, Dana?

There was a catch. One hypothesis, a catch on there. When I think about the use of bandanas, the first thing that comes to mind is' secret '. When I think about what it means to hide, naturally, when I do, I untie it.

It leads to the 'worst' I've been thinking about.

"I wonder what's going on with that kid. I hope you're a master."

She laughed. To this country, someone who finally finds out who his lover is. So it's good to smile and show. I'm sure this guy is a good guy and can't he look bad on such a guy? That is what involves selling tickets as a Lucitanian person.

"Aligato"

Leave this place. Towards the last certainty, I was ready to move on with my feet.

"Is it makeup? Weren't you supposed to have a lover?

It was the boy I knew on the odd edge who rolled into the room. Pretty looking is quite a samurai on the back. Well, it's a little inferior to her. If you think about it in terms of future, it won't be comparable. It is an unfinished large vessel.

"Saw. dakara interrupt sinaidene"

"Oh, my God. Mm-hmm. I guess we should celebrate...... mmm"

The boy conceived mumblingly. The brightness of the bottom line and the slightest leak resemble her lover. That's not why, of course, but that part was still favorable.

"But that's it. … and looks very good"

"Aligato"

I finished my makeup. I also decided to be ready. All you have to do is make a final confirmation.

"Today Ha, Osoknalkara"

"Oh, you're an adult."

Just take the last step.

A man named William pulled out a white blade. Seeing that turns her reasoning into certainty. An industry that has only two waves in the world. Beautiful sword forged by Lewis. Only the two of us in this world had this. It was supposed to be just the two of us.

(Bandana hides its noticeable hair color. And having that sword is above all proof left)

Confidence burns. The flame of vengeance I kept in my chest.

"Zazu"

The time has come to burn your life.

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Bridget moved fast. Pack the time in an instant and pay off William's legs from a low profile. William leaps honestly at it. Bridget laughs there. Flip twist your body as you slash it and rip it straight from the bottom to the top.

"I see, that's fast"

William calmly deals with the slash, kicking the belly of the sword with a twist that was still in the way of a leap but equipped to his feet. I was surprised at Bridget's face as to how to deal with it was out of my mind.

"But that's all."

Re-position each other, swords and swords collide from the same posture. Pure power battle, not even for a moment Bridget was forced to retreat greatly. Power goes up in arms to William.

'To this extent, as my opponent, I am short. You're not going to make a good dance. "

Bridget put her sword to the sheath without changing her expression in particular.

"It's a prep movement. If I kill you right away, it's boring."

And set up. Overflowing atmosphere, concentrated killing. William's whole body was total hair.

"As the heir to Ray, I'll hang it in Ferrin's name and dye that pure white with your blood"

To the extent that William also knows it as knowledge. Lucitanian swordsmanship is hidden in this one sword, the art of abode. What inherits that magical logic is called Ray, who waves his sword as the guardian of Lucitania. It's rare to go outside and confront each other.

"Well, how much..."

I can pack the distance in an instant. Up to this point, baking around earlier.

"Oh, is that good? Come into my realm so easily '

Bridget touched her pattern in a soft motion. We just have to take a slow look at that, William. This soft movement, its fruit, is super fast. An elegant routine that takes place at speeds beyond even blinking. I missed the normal trajectory released from it.

"- Nah!?

A speeding blow. William couldn't even react.

Ringing is a metal sound. It is the white man who retreats to the big back.

Shit, you're in luck.

The shape that the sword that happened to be erecting before prevented me. Obviously, William's eyes haven't caught up with Bridget's presence. I don't even see it.

Bridget has already taken the sword, even as William regains his position and tries to target him after his residency slaughter. Ray's sword moves are complete with two swords: a sword extraction and a sword.

"Nah, I see. That's a big difference when you look at it."

Bridget frowns. In advance of his overwhelming skill, William still had some leeway. I haven't caught up with my eyes, I'm sure about that.

But...

"Come on, let's dance on"

What does this masked man think and smile about, even though he is not chasing him? Where will this margin come from?

"If this is about me, hey!

Bridget's body. Light, Jun Min, that is, acceleration is faster than a regular person out of step. The magnitude of the emergency is out-of-digit compared to William and the men's samurai. Probably top speed doesn't make that difference to William. Of course, it's rare to get to top speed in one-on-one battles. It's not a race on foot. I don't have the distance I can take to the top speed.

But Bridget isn't. I have the technology to get on top speed even at short distances. He moves every indirect corner soft, uninterrupted, and bouncing his whole body. The female-specific softness, the irresistible effort made this movement possible.

'You will also miss being danced alone. I'll deal with you.'

"Huh!?

But you can only follow them with your eyes if you only twitch. Outside speed is sword extraction only. The body is only the domain of man. Then even William can handle it.

"Now you can't use the art of abode."

William aligned himself with Bridget's movements and snuggled his penetrating body before the opponent reached an intermission. As a result, Bridget cannot pull out the sword and becomes glued. And if it's glued...

"Gu!?

Those in power take the lead. I mean, William took the lead.

"Why, you!

I have questions about Bridget's head. Obviously, the way William fights is the way he fights that he knows how to move this way. There can't be anything you can get out of front of me when I'm shown that habitation technique. William hasn't caught up with his eyes. The implications are very different from those of the monster Kyle who fought before.

'You can leave. And a pull.'

Bridget retreats before she is told. Drawing swords while retreating in the middle of it. The power is reduced, but the speed is not worse than normal. Always tailor your opponent, that's what you're prepared to do, unplug him.

'-' Cause I know it's a handheld bill '

Now, it was completely prevented. Bridget opens her eyes wide. It is hard to believe. It's not like you don't have any prevented experience. As soon as I came to this country, Kyle beat me loosely. But that's because of the power difference between us.

"Lucitanian Swordsmanship, Learning Complete"

William nods his tongue. All I'm saying is a treat.

Bridget was a stunned face.

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William already knew. I get the information I got from having White Dragon look into it, and the story of Nanashi and his big stand-up in the name arena. And William, for the first time, bent his hold. I use friends for the first time because of the complete path.

"... that you want to know about your opponent if you think he hasn't come to see you in a long time?

Kyle's question is a particular story. Best friend who didn't show his face as one last year. If you think that showed your face, the question is about Kyle's business, which you haven't tried to touch before. I can't help but put a question mark on my sudden question.

"No, I'm purely concerned. I hear your opponent used a rare sword technique. Give me something to live with. I thought I'd take it in to polish my own sword."

Kyle looks into William's eyes. What do you see behind William's smiling eyes?

"... I don't mind."

At that moment, an enormous amount of killing was concentrated and killed under William. William unconsciously works his defensive instincts and reacts to them with all his might. William distanced himself by endlessly illusoring Kyle in front of him and putting a gladiator like that giant in front of him.

"What are you going to do?

Kyle is powerless all the time. Not a single step, not even moving his fingers. Kyle showed the difference. Inside that distance, William cannot remain calm.

"You're working out pretty good. Stronger. But on that level, they'll kill you first hand."

The sudden exasperation was meant to measure William.

"Fine, I was going to get stronger. You mean not yet."

"It's not like that. I honestly didn't think it was getting stronger this far. This strength can only be described as boulder while stopping by. Top of my opponents. Well, if it's simple strength, you're better than her. The problem is her sword moves."

Kyle takes the sword that was on the wall on the spot and waves it unwrought. The roar echoed indoors, and the tip of the sword seemed blurred to much speed.

"Normal slaughter is faster for me. But when she pulls out of the sword state, her sword speed goes far beyond mine. It's as far as I can tell. It's impossible for you to see through. So I die at first sight."

"I see. So, if Lord Kyle, the king of gladiators under heaven, was a little citizen like me, what would you do?

Kyle thinks a little. That seemed more troubling to me than to be thinking, whether I should put it in my mouth or not.

"... the habitation seal is to create a zero distance battle, an intimate state. No matter how awesome the sword moves, they become meaningless if you don't let them pull them out. You can keep up with her now. It's not that hard to create intimacy."

"Sure. If I snuggle, I'll punch you in the stomach and strangle you, and I can do as much as I want. Thank you. Thank you, Kai-"

But that's not enough.

It was William who was convincing, but stuffing his voice with Kyle's stopping words.

"She specializes in the art of abode. You may say that you know all the advantages and disadvantages. There is no way that there are any precautions or precautions for knowing that abode does not function in an intimate state. In fact, I tried to seal it tightly during the battle, too, but it pulled me off well. Well, passive hands have been studied."

Pull. If you can do that, it doesn't make sense to create a state of intimacy. So I was sure I would win, but at the end of the day, I would be cut off in two as I was retreated.

"In the end, I'm not thinking ahead of myself here. She and I had a big opening in our power, and it wasn't enough to prepare an attack on the art of being together."

William thinks. Getting stronger to Kyle is difficult at the moment. Who as William wants to put Kelli on early in the first place. It's the pinnacle of stupidity to run that far and give your opponent time. I may learn the words, be wise, and William's thoughts fall into unexpected hands.

"Thank you, Kyle. I'll figure it out for myself."

"Oh, you'd come up with that."

William bows his head and tries to leave Kyle's house as it is.

"Hey, Al."

On that back, Kyle called out. William doesn't look back, but he stopped.

"She's a good girl. I'm not that kind of person who could ever be killed."

Even Kyle is not stupid. The fact that William, a swordsman from Lucitania, came to hear about the measures. The answers derived from these two would not be so many. Kyle understands. Still, I couldn't utter a word to stop it clearly.

William doesn't look back. Kyle can't see what William looks like right now. But you don't have to look.

"I know. So incompatible"

You'll see. The look that William is floating on right now, that could be the face of nothingness. Might be a smile. But inside, I'm sure...

Kyle can only see William's back leaving. I had to protect my back. Little, quitty Al. How long has it been since I've been out of reach? Sometimes I don't know what I've gotten stronger for.

"Oh, with that said, I had another favor to ask. This is a very personal favor."

William doesn't look back. On the back, talk.