Tower of Karma

It was a miracle sight for Arcadia and a nightmare sight for Ostberg. A total of more than five thousand reinforcements. I don't know where I've squeezed it out of, or why I didn't cut a bill of five thousand to this phase with so much leeway.

Still, they were there as a reality. Five thousand soldiers suddenly gushed out of the forest on the left from the Arcadia side. Look at the man at the head of it.

"And he's a white knight. Ahhhhhhhh!

The Arcadia side, of course, was overflowing with screams from the Ostberg side. One joys, the other screams and woods spirits on the battlefield.

Kimon watched the appearance. A rock that collapses.

The Gilbertos were also sending stunners. Appearance with a large army called Five Thousand. It is a form that has pulled all the forces of war in the North. But that's impossible. We have to leave more guardians than we have to leave the North.

"What's going on? What did he do?

Honestly unhappy situation. So inexplicable a great army of five thousand.

But the war situation changed dramatically. It was repainted in an instant. A triumph came just ahead of the time I scratched my feet.

"All hands, battle initiated."

Proclamation to be made in silence. The bell that decides to win or lose rings.

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Strakles is a decisive shield in the foreground, and takes on an unusual war situation behind his back. This situation is no longer the same where we discussed Baldias. Instead, that's how we get stuck here, and Ostberg stuffs it the other way around if it gets picked up to himself.

"... I couldn't decide. My impudence."

If Carl hadn't stomped on that spot, he could have eaten every reinforcement with a knife to give back. It was only during the Continuing War that this reinforcement made sense. as a hand in reversal.

"Well, we haven't lost yet."

Strakles disappeared amidst conflagration.

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Left from the Arcadia Army, and from the Ostberg Army, the forces northerner than the right rear began the assault. Ostberg troops are slammed in the back where they are muddled by sudden reinforcements and disintegrate all at once. The momentum was so fast that I couldn't explain it just with my back on.

"Huh! Don't let your arms buzz! It's my first fight out of the North, don't get wet!

"Respond!"

The inflexible northern forces are overwhelmed with force, led by Sülvia. Skillfully manipulating Hulberto to ravage his enemies is painful to watch.

"Shameless battle in the name of Master William."

"Yes!"

The highly skilled Arcadia soldiers led by Angelm, by contrast, advance with the moves cultivated in the North and the force acquired to counter them.

And the man who leads them...

"Don't hurt your arm. Paralysis then...... You'll finally see me, Sir Kimon"

He was showing strength that isolated the others.

White Knight, William Lewis. Not only is it resistant to being out of digits, but it is the champion that drives the battlefield in grandeur. The northern males were enlarged before even the Arcadia ones realized it. We have gained a lot of experience in the difficult environment of the North.

"Angelm, Shrubia, help with the siege, and then secure your way out. I'll say hello to the old man."

"Pleasure, My Lord"

"... Roger that."

The two of them spreading sideways as they are. Connect the sieges of your allies as you crush your enemies, what was about to break. The skillful movement smells of sophistication.

Although the gestures have decreased, William's momentum does not know where to stay. Soon we'll be busting through enemy forces,

And...

"... brilliant military technique. I don't think it was the beast of the day."

"It's an honor to remember. As promised, I came to get your neck."

And meet. Causes in Laconia. William and Kimon reunited.

Kimon finds out at a glance. He said it was too late. William understands at a glance. He said it was over.

"Are you stronger than me?... Let's see!

A swelling black sheep. The atmosphere of the place changes. In heavy pressure, William smiles.

"Strong. As strong as you can imagine."

Without willingly returning William's words, Kimon heads to the enemy at full speed.

"Get ready! William Lewius!"

Stagger.

"... I was surprised because it wasn't too different from what I imagined"

Kimon's sword was dancing through the universe. Kimon strokes a thin wound carved into his own neck.

"You haven't changed a thing since then. That's where I was surprised. Now that you're the second strongest man in the country... Ostberg has a thin layer"

William was smiling. Check your own strength, and look at the ruins of the doomed old days that you don't want to change. No longer can Kimon even be his own scale.

William delivers the blade.

"Of course, I understand your meeting with Lord Gilberto is worn out. I'm all set against it. Naturally, it's not fair. But even if I subtract it, I'm developing, you're finished, and I'm going to open the gap..."

Lester, who has become a ghost figure, is attacked by William.

"To this extent, the development of hindsight."

Grab the spear easily and wield it. That forced Lester to settle his horse.

"I don't even see my limit values. I've been doing this a little longer than I have. I'm wearing out more than I think. Evidence that you haven't shown yourself at a time when you don't understand that either. It's like saying it's immature."

Lester was stunned that he had been bitterly complained of by his enemies, that he had not even been recognized as an enemy.

"... you seem to be feeling a little stronger and better"

"No way. Instead, Lord Gilberto, who I thought made a difference, Carl, who wasn't even willing to see as an enemy, found out that the two of you could be my enemies. Honestly, I don't care about this finished fight or anything. I've got a lot of heads ahead of me... and I'm very, very concerned about it."

To William's words, Kimon almost laughed. Do it yourself, it's no longer out of this man's interest. Probably mutual in strength now. Force and intelligence are almost equal. Just lost due to wear and tear. Now, that's probably right. But I can see what happened earlier. A man who has grown out of digits in the last few years, a man who has just kept his peak almost unchanged in the last few years, without even having to put it on the scale.

"Damn, I'm in the mood to kill myself then. I should have jumped off the outer wall and killed you then. At that time, he said he could have killed as much as he wanted."

Kimon understood. That it won't arrive on its own. I realized that the man with the overall ability to sell had no winning eye with the overall ability. So...

"But you still seem to care."

Kimon snorted. He turned himself into a helpless man.

"Well, so you haven't shown me the bottom yet? Interesting, Interesting Sir Kimon."

William was only mistaken for one thing. I didn't feel only one thing on my skin.

"Huh, it's not me. Not me, the king of this battlefield, will measure you."

William Lewis...

"Behind you! William Lewius!"

Gilberto screams. William reacted one beat late. No one knows why I'm here or how I could have come this way so fast. Even less so with William, who has just arrived.

"Finally, I see you, white!

Behind William, "Black Gold" Strakles poked. The Great Sword trying to be swung down without any hesitation. I'll never make it in time. Even if he makes it, he's powerless before Strakless's strength.

"Bullshit -"

Put the black steel together and king. That heavy pressure can only be called a monster.

There's a man here who's supposed to be in Arcadia headquarters. And poke William's gap. William was unprepared for the overwhelming character.

"- I can -"

A tower of swollen bodies depending on it. King of the kingdom that reigns there. Quite beyond Kimon's assumptions, but I don't feel as gravitational as a giant star.

Running around the back of your brain is a running lantern. Past memories rush through the brain in an instant. From that, William immediately grabbed the correct answer and transferred it to execution without any lag.

"- Nah!

Lucitanian swordsmanship, the fastest sword moves rolled out of the Na sword state. Simulate appearances, but trace them accurately. That battle was such a big opportunity for William. Hence the carved motion.

"Mmm!"

Strakless can't hide his surprise that he was caught up from that unfavourable situation. At simple speeds it was packed with a distance difference between each other and the track. Should I say shortest rather than fastest?

The blade contacts in the center. The roar hits the battlefield.

Tower of the body to be blown away. Underneath it, the armies of the swollen bodies are scattered.

"Gu, ha, ha, ha!

But the king who reigned on the tower survived. The Black King missed it.

"Gu, ha, ba, ba, ba, ba, ya"

William was holding down his trembling hand with a distressed look on his face. One blow, just one blow like this. I caught up with Kimon. But the giant stars were beyond imagination.

I can't stand upside down right now.

Intense hand paralysis. I overwrote Kimon's that a lot.

(Aim for me? I don't even look to the others.)

Struckles' eyes reflected only William. I'm about to move on to a second blow to make sure I finish it. Second time, I can't take it.

"Your Excellency's blow, is it?

Kimon looks at William with a surprising eye. The others, especially the soldiers of Ostberg, were also astonished. Because that's the only thing I can count for, like the blow Strakles releases to retaliate for, the one that got cut off from it, etc.

"I'm sorry, but I'll let you back out"

William flips horses without hesitation.

"Never mind. Just follow it to the end of the earth and finish it."

Strakless pursuing it as it deserves.

For the sake of only one, the giant star abandoned the battlefield.

(… No, now that the time to drop the main force and the importance of the main force have diminished in the first place, it makes no sense to persevere. Even if you take Baldias, you can win a fight if someone takes over. Yes, this battle is already our loss. If so, there is one thing you can do)

Kimon picked up his sword in disgrace. Point that at Gilberto, who is flattered.

(Pick it. A little more, shredding off the opponent's power. Explore better defeat)

The trend on the battlefield was decided. But the battle is not over yet.

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Gustav was nagging. Wait until you think you can finally move. I am further distracted by the confusion. I was in such a mood that I seemed angry.

"Um, when am I gonna get out?

"It's not true. It's not true. I've been making some tea in my water bag... Want a drink?

"I don't drink. No kidding. What's going on? I can't see the war at all."

Gustav twists his neck. The main unit, which was worn out, is now calm. Strakless's absence, that even makes me sigh to see if this will change.

"Um, there's something about this reinforcement that changed the war scene. The situation is being taken behind by five thousand even when we discuss Baldias. I stuffed him. I guess that means we won."

Jan suddenly showed up in front of Gustav. Why is a man supposed to be in the north here?

"How did you make those 5,000?

Jan puts tea from her own water bag in her own cup again.

"Mm-hmm. It's five thousand north. It's a little mixed up... roughly."

"Say stupid. So what happened to the Northern Guard? It's empty."

Jan makes tea. "Even if it's cold," he soaked in the joy of being alone.

"No, there's no room or shit. I don't need to protect you anymore."

I no longer need to protect it. Gustav twists his head. I was wondering if that was possible. For a moment, Gustav comes up with an unlikely delusion. And I kicked it over. But after a kick, I realize, other than this, I wonder if it's impossible.

"... have you taken control of the North?

Jan cheeks up a tea treat cookie.

"Mm, that's the thing. No, well, it was a little bet. But the results were successful. I was able to come over here in almost the shortest time, and I could create an environment where I had no problem moving five thousand. That mixture, by the way, contains quite a few of the North's leading men. I guess it feels like hostage and power. For now, we have tried to prevent insurgency with a minimum of personnel for a short period of time. How many birds a stone?

Flashing gustav. From what Gustav was hearing, it was certainly in his ears that he was close to reunification. But there should still have been some countries left. Some of them possessed considerable combat power. It shouldn't be the countries you can drop overnight.

"I'm glad you're ambitious around here, William. I kept attacking him without any rest and cluelessness. At the end of the day, I thought we could negotiate a little... brilliant, maybe in the form of a response to my order. Outstanding, Outstanding"

Jan gives a delightfully inertial beard.

An unusual pace even considering the time lag that northern information comes in here. I wonder if there's already one or another person who exchanged it.

"I see. More than rumors, William Lewis."

"Yeah. It's amazing. We get there faster as a result of reunification and then inversion. Besides, I've been advised that if I can move a lot of power, I should. If I were you, I wouldn't have taken that hand. I couldn't have been in that situation in the first place."

Jan laughs. In that grin, Gustav, a long-time associate, saw something.

"Well, when am I supposed to move?

"Well, it's about time."

Jan lifted her hips.

"Yeah, I knew you were good"

Jan laughed when she saw the changing battlefield.

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"Are you alive, us?"

Gregor, the tenant who penetrated the Konya candle and drove the giant star down, was on his knees throwing out the great shield that had become Beko Beko. Carl, who is equally relieved for quite a while. My arm is firmly broken.

"Sounds like it. Living comfort, I don't."

The soldiers of the burned-out main battalion are looking at a uniformly unusual war situation.

"You can win. from that situation."

"Yeah, I never imagined it. It was a way to win."

Buying time like hell in despair. Not that much time has passed since that time when they all took a special attack with their shields. Even so, the battlefield is an Arcadia victory, and the enemy is starting to pull up from the main line.

"It's me. I wanted to be a hero. That's the kind of battlefield you go into single-ridden, like Strakless, and you pull back on the battlefield, to heroes like that."

Gregor's monologue that all of a sudden began. However, on this occasion, I also understood the desire to do that for those who dived through that dead line.

"But I can't. I'm so scared of you today. Couldn't jump out like Gilberto or Hilda. By the center, let's fight without it, or think about it. You're going to hate it, full of your own little things. It's so big."

Falling Gregor.

"But you helped me. If it hadn't been for Gregor's advance, I would have had to fight Strakles on that old horse... I don't think that would have been possible. He's worth a thousand bucks. You're a hero to us."

Carl laughs. Gregor also smiled bitterly when he saw it.

"I heard a voice. I've been insulting him. The truth is I'm stronger, better than him, that he's just lucky. I really knew. At the time that Gilberto chose you. By the time I was out of class...... I knew. But I wasn't convinced."

Gregor has always been excellent. My body has been big for a long time and my learning hasn't been so great, but it was at a glance at everyone. The person opposite Carl who was being ridiculed, yet he was reversed. It won't be very agreeable. And now...

"I heard a voice. That's great. Speak up. But he was comfortable, somewhere weak, and that's why he said we had to fight together. I understood then. Who should stand on top and who should put their lives on the line… Finally, I understood my way of life"

Gregor pressed silently. Nor did Carl pinch any more words.