Tower of Karma

From the middle of nowhere, maybe I knew from the beginning. The opponent needs to be a giant star, a normal person like yourself can win. Still, I've inspired you. He said he had to win. The crisis in my country, my loved ones were hurt, and I also lost my men who admired things like me to this point. I can't leave. To retreat, I lost too much. Things are too big to walk away from.

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Still, if I were your best friend, I'd say this. "We should run," he said.

Let's hear your name.

A giant star asks. There is a giant star in the place where you can ask. I mean stuffed.

"Carl von Taylor"

At least die with your chest up. Carl stretches his spine firmly and sets up a great shield to at least show his willingness to resist. A blow won't kill you. Indicate your willingness to try to scratch him at all.

"Let's carve. My name is Strakles. First in the Ostberg Army, it is the Grand General"

The name of the three biggest stars. It's a little ridiculous that it's directed at me. You know, I've never won a war before, but I'm a weak, stupid, stupid little girl, and now I'm standing in front of a giant star.

"It's brilliant. You are the second person who has tormented me to this point with the power of the collection, if only with the power of the collection. Proud of you in the underworld, you said I was a man recognized by the giant stars."

Wave a sword about your height. Carl also invests in shields that can be set up again. Probably not even a blow. Differences in power are wrong. Die in one blow. Death is imminent.

(You passed away first, Hilda. Damn, I wanted to marry you)

The roar is imminent.

(After you, Gilberto. You'd make a great general)

The sound of horseshoes sounds.

(… come quickly. My hero)

Death is right in front of you.

Carl stood still with his shield. I don't see it before. I can't see it. I don't like my weakness. I didn't have the courage to face death. Shielded arms tremble. The more desperately you try to hide it, the greater the tremor.

"Dear Carl!

My men's voice once again whispered to Carl. Let's at least scatter cool. That's what I was supposed to think, isn't it too poorly dressed as it is?

(At least!)

Just posture, just gaze at each other. I think so, and Carl raises his eyes.

There were two Yingjie.

"Hey, why?

Elsewhere with a glittering curl, the sword triumphs of the two Yingjie were showing a bottomless rise. One is naturally strakless. He smiles ferociously and waves the blade with real pleasure. One more person...

"Please come. Our Admiral..."

One was the 'immovable' Baldias. I can't find room or pleasure in looking desperately eaten in the shape of a ghost. Still, they were crossing each other at the critical place.

"Oldengard gives up! You will also assemble your own troops and withdraw immediately!

Carl rounding his eyes to Baldias' words. Strakles guessed intent or changed the nature of the grin.

"Did you find a formula to take back, even if they took Oldengard?!? Or did you find Oldengard and more valuable than you to that lad!?

"Well. In the first place, if I win!

The great spear of Baldias roars. Struckles to take it.

"No enemies. I'm Strakless. I don't care how immovable it is, if it's a single hit, it's probably not enough!

Now the great sword of Strakless roared. Baldias being blown away by every horse.

"Let's just get out of here! I'll take this place. This is an order from the Admiral!

Baldias in desperate shape. If you look at it, you're paralyzed by just a few matches, or you were trembling in small pieces. The breath is constant, too.

"Master Carl, let's get out of here! Live and take your bedtime."

Carl was compelled to make a decision.

Step back, step back.

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Gilberto's meeting with Kimon, Hilda and Lester was spectacular. Although it is Kimon and Lester who serve a certain equilibrium, purpose.

"Damn it! Retreat!"

The rush annoys both of us. It was in the atmosphere that I perceived that there was a strangeness in the main formation. Whenever the wolf smoke of retreat goes up, it's not strange. It's not strange when Carl is being debated by the Admiral.

"I can't retreat. Let them make good money."

Kimon carries what he wants. Time buying defense. Of course, if there's a gap, we aim at Gilberto's neck, but it basically doesn't disrupt the protective structure. Hence the unborn gap.

"It's forbidden to find out, woman!

Approaching Hilda's throat like a black spear twirls. Put it on a piece of paper,

"Ah?"

I greet you with a relentless blade of return. But Lester did it slowly.

"My heart is burned by anger, my head is always calm. Elegance is home training. Unlike your barbaric lineage."

He's the one who suffers from eclampsia, but his arm is definite. Not a neck I can take right now. Hilda was also in a hurry inside. I'm not even a winnable opponent in a hurry.

"Your Excellency's will to fight has reached its limits. Now your army is packed."

Kimon looked at Arcadia's main unit and said away. The three people who felt it on their skin look in the same direction. The end is here.

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Baldias has fallen horse. I no longer have the power. He bends his knees and only his eyes stare at Strakless. To its strength, Strakles learned awe and a touch of loneliness. The person who has been sharpening his sneeze for years. The battle tormented Strakless many times while underground. Immobility is a distress to counter the battle of Strakles, as a result.

"It was a good time"

Strakles smiles. Baldias floats the tannic surface,

"Well, it's been a bitter time for me."

And threw up. Two people born in the same era. I exchanged blades several times. Many, many, many times, in Laconia, in this land, many, many times...

"In a new era. I... must bring His Majesty to life, Ostberg. Wait a long time. I'll be there soon."

"I'll wait for you to show up with a bitter face."

Baldias' bitter smile. The last laugh shown by a man who doesn't laugh very much.

"Goodbye, comrade!

The Great Sword of Strakless was swung up. Baldias also meditates on his eyes.

And the sword that was swung down with the roar made a loud sound of iron,

"Noooo!?

I blew up Baldias. To a different impact than imagined, Baldias opens his eyes. Strakless with his surprise eyes widened for a moment, followed by the ground reflected in his eyes. Baldias rolling as he is. It rolled around unnecessarily with foreign body feeling.

"Gu, ah."

A foreign object that raises a distressed voice. Hearing that voice, Baldias finally understands.

"Hey, what are you doing? Captain Carl Hundred!

Carl was there equipped with a shaken large shield. The broken arm took a blow all over the giant star, so I guess it blew up with Baldias as it gained momentum. I'm sweating on my forehead for too much pain.

I thought I ran away. I was relieved that I let him get away. I'm ready to be connected to the future. I didn't know it was going to turn out like this. Now...

"I didn't mean to come back. Then you can't be clueless. It's a good thing for me. Now and tomorrow, we can pick both."

It is despair that Baldias floats. Struckles floating is disappointing.

"Why did you go back? Now, what is this for my"

I don't know if I risked my life. Everything is water bubbles.

"... Isn't that a no? 'Cause this. Then I don't know what we all died for or risked our lives for! If we were to give Oldengard, there were plenty of lives that didn't have to die! How are we supposed to face them when we give up!

Carl screams. This is also true. Let's just...

"Kid, there are winners and losers in the war. The winner approaches the wish, and the loser is far from the wish. You're the losers this time. Explore better defeats if you are, but reason. Looks like you're not grown up, Carl von Taylor."

This is a battlefield. Give the winner a drink and muddy water for the loser. Winning and losing is time's luck. Winners and losers are the difference between heaven and earth. If one laughs, one cries. That's the battlefield.

"Sure, sometimes we lose. There will also be something to be gained from it. But today is not a day to lose. I lost too much to lose. The sacrifice was too great to learn. You have to win, you have to give up!

He was slapped into surviving by a man who is a friend and a battlefield master. Whatever happens, survive and grab the victory that lies ahead. Surviving is the first thing. But...

"I'm an idiot. I may be wrong. [M] But losing today, being taken Oldengard, is there a victory ahead? Will life come true beyond that?

A shadow shadows Baldias' expression. I can't imagine it myself, so it sounds good when it comes to entrusting it to the future. But the result just threw it into the future. I just turned the bump of today's defeat tomorrow. If so, there may not be any floating water ahead.

"If not, you shouldn't leave this place! If it doesn't come true, it's not a good time to run away! My best friend won't leave here. This is a phase where you should risk your life!

Carl gets up. His arms were broken, he was covered in dirt and muddy, and still his eyes, his voice had not given up.

"If Arcadia's fate were to be decided today, I would never give up! There's a family behind us, a lover, a friend! If we lose, they'll take everything. I can't forgive that! Even if I die, I'll never admit it!

Too blue-smelling words.

"We're Arcadia shields! Weak, I'm a part of it! Their careless friends are here with their lives scattered! Come on, giant star! If you can crush it, try crushing it! I'm Arcadia's shield!

Confronting Strakles smiled. The giant star thought from the bottom of his heart that the opponent in front of him could have been a threat to Ostberg tomorrow if he had discussed it here.

Muddy, bloody, not going up with a broken arm, but still desperately trying to set up a shield, Carl. You look like you're dressed badly, you smell like mud.

"Wow, wow, wow!"

The weakest thing on this battlefield leads toward the giant stars. I don't know what that looks like.

"" "Wow, wow, wow!

People saw tomorrow.

Hit through the blunt-footed curls and the shielded soldiers arrive on a giant star. The strong and the weak, with their shields uniformly, went toward the giant stars. Bad, poorly dressed. Still, they run to defend themselves with determination, desperation and with all their might.

"... This is not going to work!

Those who exchange their lives for flames to kill. There is no fear of giants in its eyes. There is no fear of death. Every soldier coming at me was ready.

And...

"Ko, nigga!

Gregor von Thunder penetration. Strakless' consciousness was completely focused forward, but he did not anticipate an attack from the side.

Of course, the sword is a boulder. But beyond that, I couldn't prevent myself from starring until I hit my body by a horse. Strakles falling from Berger. A tsunami of shields hitting it.

"Not at all... I don't know what young people do these days!

A wave of Strakless's great sword. Frontline shields blow up. But the second row, the third row, the penetration of the life-threatening exterior view, which comes uninterruptedly.

"Can't I do it alone? Don't lose! We don't have time for this!

Strakles' claw runs. The Ostberg army, which had even attacked the main army, also intercepted the Arcadia shields with shields and spears.

"... can I retreat?"

When this battle began, for the first time, Strakles took a step back. That step is small, but the influence in this battle was immeasurable, it is later told.

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Carl's voice rang as far as the Gilbertos.

Do you want to hear it and not get excited?

"Gu!?

Gilberto's sword crushes Kimon. When I lost my chance to win, I was about to give up half the time. Gilberto waves his sword indifferently, as he waves away such a weak self.

"Damn! These guys!

Lester was also forced to struggle again. Through Lesters' men, Hilda's men began to appear. Of course the Arcadia soldiers on fire to the end were strong, even as the others began to respond.

A relay point that forms a random warfare pattern. Gradually it was starting to fall into dysfunction there.

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"You gotta get out of here. You're lying! I can't stand it anymore. Let's go!"

Gustav rides with his proud big spear. This is no longer a situation where we can wait. I ate a drink to see if I could lose tomorrow. As an elderly man, as a predecessor, you can't look embarrassed.

"Which way are you headed? Covering Master Baldias? Or the help of the completion of the siege formation?

"You big idiot! The relay point is too far from here, and you're too late as a hand! There's only one thing to go, Grandpa's, where Aoyagi is!

Gustav tried to rush for momentum and bravery.

"You've put up with me a lot for you, Gustav, but you're wrong."

Stopping his rushing legs, Gustav turned to those who could not have heard him on this occasion. One man stands there slightly poking.

"Come on, let's reverse it"

Seeing the man's unreliable grin, Gustav spilled, "Oh, boy, you idiot".

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It was just a forest so close to the back of the enemy. A great place to poke your back or sides without being detected by your enemies.

"I got confirmation. As expected...... if we were to relay over there, they could see enough food, resources, to be unnecessary. Eighty-nine, I think you're right."

Only one distorted man in the mask bows his head respectfully.

"All right, now the conditions are in place. All you have to do is... ravage."

Dressed in white armor, the red ruby shines on his chest. The pure white hair was divine, and the slice-length eyes spilling from the mask glowed in strength. The finished knight was there.

"Come on."

To its beauty, charisma, the man on one side who refrained from behind was shaking.

"Hmm, even if you don't tell me"

The silver-haired woman waved a uniquely shaped spear and non-axed weapon to calm that rolling blood. The roar further increases the war will.

"Mm, what are you laughing at? I didn't do anything funny."

A woman who suddenly gets grumpy. The smile of the masked man seems to have crippled him.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you had a good voice."

The voice I heard earlier, remembering that I hadn't heard in a long time, the masked man deepened his grin. It's still coming up. to the same realm as themselves. My hunch turned to certainty. Maybe he's the one who made herself...

"I see. It was a good voice indeed. Good wording too. That one's rolling. There was something even I, the outsider, could feel. No... what's wrong, creepy man, your disgusting face is getting even worse"

As the woman pointed out, the man on one side had an intersecting look with no disgust, jealousy or anger. The original surface makes a pretty unpleasant face for a good minute.

"That's it for nothing. If we get out of here, there's an immediate battle."

Through the woods. Seeing the sight spread ahead, the masked man smiled.