Tower of Karma

The season goes round. It was at the beginning that Arcadia's staunch onslaught made it flashy, but by the time summer passed, the hustle and bustle had also shown one calm. William and the rest of the Arcadia Second Army are still raging around in the north of Arcadia, but only about secluded areas. The interest of the world is dim. Arkland's movements also seemed to sedate, and he thought he would continue into the winter.

But this is a tumultuous year, as many have felt. It is the beginning of an era of war. Then it can't end like this. That doesn't allow the passage of time.

The year of the beginning as noted in the history books of future generations. From here is the true chaos.

Carl and Gilberto were interested in military chess. The Nedeluxe army has recently stopped attacking meticulously. He ate his opponents so much that he could not attack them at Gilberto's discretion any more. I couldn't attack or defend myself, so I was in the mood for free.

"... good defense but devastating offense"

"Even Gilberto like that is a hell of an offense, but his defense is hectic."

both unexpectedly antagonizing. The truth is that neither of us is very strong than that, so it just prolongs in vain. By the way, Browstat's strongest was surprisingly Frank. He has played military chess as a hobby since he was a kid, and he has experience as a teacher for William in the past.

Don't run away, Taylor.

"We have to run. We have to pack."

Military chess that's going to be prolonged like that.

"Urgent alert, Master Carl!" "Emergency alert, Master Gilberto!

The voices of Ignaerts and Gilberto's men ripped through such neat afternoon hours. Both Carl and Gilberto look away from the board in an instant and look at the two men. Too peaceful Nedeluxe. I felt creepy because it didn't move too much. Two inner relievers that it finally moved.

"Marslan or Jacqueline? Either way, if I were you right now..."

"I don't know what you're talking about! It's not that way!

Gilberto frowns. Carl was unexpected again and twisted his neck.

It's Ostberg, Master Gilberto.

Gilberto opened his eyes. Carl blues slightly.

"Stupid. Now, Ostberg has a joint army. Besides, the general is Kaspar von Gardner, the 'national shield'. You also know the Golden Sword."

"The Golden Sword, Commander of the Holst von Grilpalzer Army, died in action. He said he was attacked once and for all. The Arcadian army, which was attacking a wide area around Laconia, has turned to the rear and has been reported to have lost Laconia as a result."

Carl screamed without a voice. Laconia should have been assigned Hilda. Given its inexpensiveness, I can't help but draw blood.

"I don't think Holst will be discussed lightly. Who's the other guy, who's Holst?"

That's what I'm saying. Gilberto had one name on his head. That's more than that. Because there is no general who can put that man down and make such a brilliant assault a success.

"Strakles, 'Black Gold' Strakles"

Carl snaps like every wow. Only once Carl has seen Strakles. That glow, that pressure, Carl knows. Just show yourself, just speak out, a man with enough gravity to drive William crazy at the time.

"Isn't that it? The worst thing about it is..."

Carl squeaks his throat at.

"Admiral Kaspar von Gardner has been taken at the hands of Strakless."

Gilberto beats the army chess board silently.

The pawns scattered on all sides, and their peace marked the end.

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When the recompense reached under Eduardo, the king quietly dropped the glass. A glass of vermilion grapes and stunning glasswork scatters across the floor. The king's face turns pale and earthy. The presence of Caspar was so great for the king. The death of the closest, most dependable general to the king was too shocking to break the king's heart.

"... you mean"

The First Prince Felix, who was dining with us, asks. Seeing the decree bowing its head deeply, they understood that it was true. There's no way the reports coming up to the king are untrue in the first place.

"Oh no... Uncle Caspar did"

Eleonora, who had a connection to the Gardner family on her mother and was close to both public and private, had a pale face and trembled. Claudia sits next to me, and she keeps her wine on.

"What happened to Laconia?

Airhardt asks. The decree briefly "fell", he said.

"... tell Baldias. I don't care what happens. Always take back Laconia. And if possible, take Strakles' neck."

Airhardt gave the hit that it was Strakless who discussed Kaspar. No, that's all I can think about. Such as a monster who can overthrow the dominant battlefield in an instant and consider the enemy general - there can be no other than Strakles, the three biggest stars.

"Tell Bernhardt too. Before the Second Army reaches the First Army, he says," Defeat the enemy in the hands of the First Army. "

Felix gives orders against Airhardt. Felix stared at Airhardt, but Airhardt dared not look at him.

"Well, no matter how big a star they are, Arcadia and Ostberg don't have the same character."

Claudia nods at Felix's words. Don't make too much noise, they're convinced it's better up there in local power. A country called Arcadia. But...

Your Majesty doesn't seem to think so.

As Airhardt said, Aduarto was trembling. Losing Kaspar, that would be huge too. But the root is different. It's finally moving. Both countries saw some opening up to national power yesterday. Still, the equilibrium was maintained because the other guy was there. The presence of a giant star named Strakles in "Black Gold". Strakles dealt with those three all by himself during the full season. And took the victory. The then general was also decapitated. He alone, the General's neck piled up by only one monster, is an immeasurable number.

That's what I've been doing with my back. In a way that breaks the long equilibrium itself. What it means, the only thing that we know about it is what we have been experiencing history. Only those who know why the giant stars have become called giants.

Felix swallowed the sauce. I had never seen a father king wander so much, not even his eldest son. The course of the times I feared comes. We need to swallow Arcadia, where the raging tsunami is going.

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Baldias flew an early horse. To recall the man who is his own strongest pawn. But I don't feel like I'll make it. How long does it take to reach Laconia in the south, where a single army flips and is the opposite, three days on an early horse to the north? Moreover, reports indicated that three countries were currently under attack in the north at the same time. The estimates are quite low in time.

Still, Baldias stepped on it, saying he had no choice but to bet on the possibility of making it.

It's not enough to get yourself out on the battlefield. That's what Strakless means to be serious. It wasn't like a skirmish back then.

"Prepare yourself if you have time to write a suicide note. If we lose, no one will even read it."

Baldias himself leaves. The leader of the Second Army starts.

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As soon as Bernhardt heard the report, he flew orders to all the places concerned. Unlike the Second Army, which has many lesser places of importance, the First Army has less power to move. There is no way to empty major cities, and the 'Golden Sword', which gathered and sent out surplus warfare, has already been discussed.

Arcadia has fought too many battles over the past few years. In the years when he ran through at full speed, he was unknowingly drained of his power. This is it at the arrow tip where I finally thought the most annoying Nederks side had settled down.

"Can I get out and stop Strakless?

Bernhardt is a strong general. He waved Osvalt's sword around like a god on the battlefield. This time, however, the opponent is one whom he has never won. I have a low chance of winning as myself and Baldias fought together. Which will take command in the first place. Both of us don't want our surroundings, but 'up there' isn't silent. But the army won't need two heads. It is the source of confusion.

"Baldias works better for Strakles than I do. It is only if there is an 'immovable' that Strakles does not like that this country is not drunk. If you do, you only have one head."

Bernhardt thought of the country and gave the answer. The head is good in one. That head should be Baldias, he said. I don't usually make this kind of decision, but it's a fire emergency.

"I float, huh? Then more pawns will be able to move."

Bernhardt turned his attention to a map decorated in his room. Staring at one of those things...

"Uhm!"

Bernhardt also moved out again.

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It was not until well after time that the news reached William and others. A nightmare report that even Yang, who is usually floating, changed his complexion. Angelum and Shrubia saw William, their Lord, with their own thoughts. William...

"Yang Legion Leader, I'd like three or two days of respite"

I was staring at the map of Arcadia. Get your head fully activated. Laconia, no, the distance to the assembly point, the march dates derived from it. There's also time to regroup and reverse the forces we're letting attack now. I can't afford it. Even a day is a shame.

"What can you change in two days?

Jan's tone is harsh. It was also evidence that it was so chopped up.

"Everything. Rather than withdraw the army now and regroup it… I'll get it together quickly"

Jan had speculation about what William was about to do. But I also understood that it was difficult. Shorten the itinerary to two days, which was supposed to take about a week from here. If you can, it does make it easier to flip. Because all conditions are relaxed.

"Can you do that?

Jan asks briefly. I failed and stretched out all day. I'm not even willing to forgive you. Two days, exactly. I'll give you a short word to put it together in two days.

"I can."

William also answered briefly again. As usual, no, more confident answers than usual. William, back from Arkas, had changed by his side. He came back harsher, more precise, stronger. Nothing to ask what happened. The result of being stronger is important. The William affirmed. Well, then...

"Try it"

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Jan decided to bet on it. I took William's idea until I disobeyed his life to flip it now. If you fail, William will not be spared beheading, of course Jan.

"Angelm, Sülvia, hurry. Be ready in a minute."

William wears a mask. An atmosphere that swells up even more, the gravity that comes from it.

"Everything's gonna be fine. I'm serious, too."

In one word, the anxiety that was in the two breasts scratched out. Angelm's loyalty to that became stronger, and Sülvia also looked bitter at the open difference.

The white knight also starts moving again.

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Carl and the others were living a long day. You can't just leave your browstat and head to Laconia, and the Nederks have begun to rock lightly in a row, as if they had foreseen it. He attacked me lightly and immediately retreated when Gilberto was on his way. Harassing me, such as cursing me from the unreachable part of this bow, is a low level.

But it's a fact that I couldn't move any more easily. I guess Nedeluxe is taking this as an opportunity too. If Carl and the others move, we'll attack immediately, he's showing that attitude. I can't even move with this.

"Easy, Taylor. My men are watching."

Above all, when Carl, the defensive necessity of Browstat,

"Oh, yeah, I'm sorry, Gilberto"

He was out of use because he was concerned about the inefficiency of childhood training that he was supposed to be in Laconia. Of course Gilberto and Hilda have known each other since childhood. It's not like I don't care. But public and private must be divided. than to keep this place as a general.

"We can't move. This is a major shock for the Nederks. Understand, Taylor. Protecting this place is our mission. Other than that, it's trivial."

Carl squeezes his lips in regret. Reason knows. But I can't contain my emotions. It brings back the fear of loss, the memory of losing my mother.

Gilberto regrets it too. A state of emergency for the state. I can't even go to that rescue. In my current position. It's the same thing Gilberto wants to pop up right now.

You two just have to stand up. I'm more than the general of this country.

"Mm-hmm. That's Arcadia's general. That attitude, don't forget it."

Gilberto is frightened. The voice of someone who's not supposed to be here. The voice of Gilberto's most respected and feared man came from his back. It shouldn't be possible. There is no way. Because...

"But as a swordsman, I'm disqualified. There are gaps, Chief Gilberto."

Signs of a sword that can accompany the neck muscle. Gilberto took a distance to jump to the feeling of extinction. Pull out the sword without turning around. Confronted and finally the brain understood.

"Why is your father in a place like this?

In front of him was Gilberto's father, General Bernhardt von Osvalt. Carl is breathtaking at the gravity that the figure emits.

"That's a bad guess, division chief. Admiral, I'm here. There's no way I'm here to see you."

Bernhardt glances at his men behind him. Only then did his men advance before drawing on their intentions. Spread the letter and read there.

"Arcadia First Army affiliate, division leader Gilberto von Osvalt and captain Carl von Taylor of the Hundred, both names are relieved from Browstat defense duty!

The two of them turned their eyes round. Go on.

"Both names immediately rush to Oldengard and immediately engage in Operation Laconia Retrieval. This is due to the life of General Bernhardt of the First Army. Breaking orders is decapitation. That's it!"

That was a long-awaited order for both of us. But it's also what I was dreaming about and truncating. I didn't even think it would be dew for both of us to get away from this important browstat.

"But, Father, what are you going to do with this browstat?

Bernhardt's eyes narrow.

"Don't be able to turn public and private, division chief. I am the general. And you are only the division leader. Don't question my orders. Just obey. Captain Taylor, I need to talk to you a little."

Cutting off Gilberto's doubts altogether, Bernhardt turned to Carl.

"I'd like to borrow a few of your men. I'm a little understudied about the defense of this city. I hope he's a subordinate who knows things to some extent...... can you ask?

Bernhardt's 'Please' at an overwhelming height. Carl wasn't even willing to think about it.

"Yes! Two dozen captains, Frank and Ignaerts, it seems appropriate."

A little Frank and Ignats. "Um," snorted Bernhardt, gazing at the two of them.

"Let me study. Nice to meet you."

The two bowed their heads about three times in a flash. Even Carl is a horrible opponent to feel in heaven, even by gazing at Frank and Ignaz.

"Wow, don't you need my men?

"... all I have to do is defend this browstat until Laconia is recaptured. I didn't hear your soldiers were so profound about the protection of this city. I only got reports that I was getting shields and running around all I wanted."

Gilberto's face softly stains Zhu on Bernhardt's point.

"Well, come on. Now hurry to the south. Show off all the power you can get around this recapture operation. Don't get wet, Chief Gilberto."

Gilberto folds his knee and bows his head "Ha".

"I'll leave the prep to the division chief. Captain Taylor, the lead hundred, will have me take over. Follow me."

"Yes!

Gilberto relieved himself a little when he saw Carl being taken by Bernhardt. I'm relieved the handover wasn't me. Bernhardt is so tough.

"... Ok!

Gilberto to reinvigorate the mood. What needs to be done is settled. That matched what I wanted to do. The opportunity my father gave me, can I stay untouched?

Gilberto and Carl also move out.