Tower of Karma

Before the hero king, there is one wounded beast.

"How did you help us?

The king of the beasts speaks to the hero. The hero turned his gaze to the king of beasts without changing his serene expression.

"This country doesn't pay for what it asks for help. That's the national pattern. Wolfe the Black Wolf."

"I'm not dissatisfied. It's just puzzling," King of Heroes, "Welkingetrics."

Wolfe and Welkingetrics were across the street. An empty space surrounded by white outer walls. Only two of us are there.

"It was the soldiers of the Seven Kingdoms, the most troublesome El Sid among the Estados, who were after me. Kick their asses and help us. If I do anything, I'm gonna touch that guy's scales."

"It doesn't fit," he said?

I don't care what you think.

I owe you my help. But there's no way it's good to spoil it. If there's any reason, you have to know. You need to make a choice after you know it. Because that's what Wolfe, the head of the herd, does.

"First of all, the head of this country will not allow you to refuse help on that grounds, whether you are the hand of El Sid. It's not my intention, it's the will of the Virgin."

Virgin is the symbol of this country. That is what we all call the Pope. Remembering her calm face and the way she gave us soft bread and warm soup to our worn out selves, Wolfe pushes silence. Surely there would be no interest in her.

"And the second point, as a result, El Sid couldn't move. I was feeling it on my skin. I mean, there's no harm in this country where it's exposed. That's why I saved it. This is my intention."

"Are you telling me you knew about this situation?

"It's a hunch. If I lived long enough, I would follow that feeling. Should be called a big picture view... they must be feeling the same thing. I guess that's why we're in such a hurry."

An occulted answer that is completely different from Wolfe's supposed response. But this man had so much to believe in.

"The third point, this will be the last. I believe that it is your generation that will create the world to come. There will be no more stopping the flow. Therefore, I wanted to identify you immediately. I've identified Aoyagi. Apollonia is understandable without looking. I'll know you and the other, you and the other, so breaking bones is only natural if you want to know."

Welkingetrics eyes thin and narrow. Misunderstood it as killing, and Wolfe unconsciously did his hand on his hips. What's there is a void, no weapons.

"You have lost an important right arm. It's more important than my right arm itself in a way. And you lost your leg, too. When you were granted asylum in this country, the number of people left, including you, was twelve, and in the height of the season there were two hundred, three hundred fewer feet."

Wolf shudders and trembles in his face. I fled from there with all my might. El Sid's pursuit of his men was intense and several died every time he was slammed in the back. A hell of a march, a defeat running towards hell. Even if I remember now, I get scared. Hell they tasted.

"How do you live from here? You can live off the turmoil of the world, you can throw yourself into chaos once now, and I won't deny either choice. I don't even affirm it. I just want to ask. Your choice of fallen beauty stars."

Wolfe was a beautiful star. It is no exaggeration to say that it was the brightest of the same generation. Apollonia was just across the ocean, and William was a late-blooming beauty star. Among young people, full use would have been made of the point of mercenary to gain the most experience. That's why the apex caught my eye.

"How do you live? This is something you should think about. Depending on the king who also kills the country alive, the subjects will go their own way if the framework of the country is no longer in place. They can live without a king. They may live abundantly, even if they lack a king named you, rather because they lack it"

Wolfe's path led to many deaths. A king named Wolf killed them. Wolf covered his mouth to contain the nausea that came running up. The reality that Welkingetrics pokes at, it was an indisputable fact that Wolf has been trying to turn away.

"I'm, I'm..."

Wolf's eyes shake. Whenever the brain rebels its thoughts, whenever it remembers nightmares, it breaks the first. The path to reward the lost lives, those who let themselves be caught up in the path of selfishness and die. They don't know Wolf's first will. I don't even know Euwayne. What would they think if they found out about their first will, about the femininity of a man named Wolfe?

"The choice not to choose destroys the country. Decide now, or I will kill you."

Murder without mingling. Wolf looks at the man in front of him and dyes his face in desperate color. The gravitational pull of the man, the 'force' that draws him from that overwhelming distance, reminds him of El Sid without any hesitation.

"Proceed or finish, it won't take three seconds to answer."

"Ma, wait, wait!

There was no earlier serenity left in the eyes of Welkingetrics. There are inorganic eyes that try to discern and inorganic killing intentions that push and crush the target. No matter how you scratch, you can't win. But Wolff...

"Three"

I couldn't decide. Proceed and you will die again. I'm going to lose my people even if I don't die. I came here desperately to connect the broken fangs, but with temporary safety in my hands, my thoughts had changed. The path of Wolf is accompanied by sacrifice. And the sacrifice could extend to something really important.

"Two"

I first noticed it after losing it. He loved his people more than he could have imagined and living with them had become his way. Soon rocket memories faded and so did the despair that cursed the world I held back then. Instead, Wolf is tormented by the thoughts he was born into.

"One"

Above all, the face of the loved one floats. Can Wolfe live with it when it's only his neck? If it's true, take one girl who was raised as a good lady. Just one person who knew Wolfe's despair and followed me until I threw everything at him.

"Too bad. You can't reach the world."

Welkingetrics walks towards Wolfe without hesitation. The sword held in its hand is an ordinary sword of no great value. But gripping is one of the strongest in the world, 'Hero King' Welkingetrics. No matter how you scratch it, there's nothing you can do with Wolf. Not to mention handless. I'll give up.

"It would have been better not to hold it if I'd felt that way."

The rocket rocks. As it ends with Chin.

"My people have a stronger core."

Suddenly he smashed a stained glass and a shadow stepped down there. Throw two fangs at the hero king. Then the king of heroes saw that side.

"For once I am king of this country. Do you understand what it means to point a weapon at me?

"Know what? And Temeer! Eat all the thoughts you had that day, the bonds you've built on the road to here, the sorrows you've lost, and move on! That's Wolf, isn't it?

Nika hasn't seen Welkingetrics. I was pouring everything in my gaze into Wolfe's eyes. Don't forget. Remember. As if talking.

"I will not leave you. Together when we live and when we die. Yes, I did!

Promise of a distant day. Nika swore in front of her lost friend. She threw everything away for the most important thoughts of the day. There is no regret or dust. There can't be any.

"If you die, I die too. If I die..."

Nika penetrates. Neeka, far weaker than Wolfe, turned her fangs to King Hero. There are no bruises on the face of the hero king. There is no hesitation in the blade to intercept.

- What are you gonna do? My darling. "

Nika doesn't slow down her steps. Is that a penetration of readiness, or is something else...

"Damn... you big idiot"

Killing spirit exploding behind Welkingetrics. The out-of-digit pressure is fetal. 'Power' enough to obsolete the word strength, its fangs -

"I won't let you die!

Taking Nika's thrown fangs, Wolfe punched them into the back of Welkingetrics. Fast, strong. Welkingetrics takes it. It is Welkingetrics, even though it was unintentional. There is no such thing as taking it or bouncing it back. It was supposed to be.

"What, no!?

Pressed. Barometric pressure, and the body takes another step backwards. Just one step but pushed out. There is no alarm. The shape I expected in the first place. Still, I didn't imagine 'this' at this point. A grin lingers in Welkingetrics' face. The grin is similar to El Sid's.

"You won't let me die. I won't let the others die. At least you'll never let me die a joke like before!

Welkingetrics takes a step and a half. And waved down a sword that put together a tremendous amount of pressure. Wolfe takes it with two pairs of swords. To its weight, its face is distorted.

"Do you mean to choose the way forward? Protect it on top of that? Don't make me laugh, you weak bastard! I poured everything into just doing this to protect me. Ambitions, dreams, desires, I'm standing here throwing everything at you! That path is beyond me! Neither El Sido nor Strakles, the path that no one could have exchanged, to walk there, in its weakness!

Wolfe stood on a critical footing. And pierce my samurai.

"Naturally! I'll be stronger than anyone! Both Temeer and El Sid will be strong enough to beat no one! You can only live on the battlefield. I don't want to lose my dreams or my people. Then you'll have to be strong! Be stronger than anyone and get everything you want!

Take them all, bounce them back, and beat the difference in power. Still moving forward with a critical step.

"Do you want rest on the battlefield!?

"I'm sorry!

Wolfe's way of saying was pregnant with the contradiction of protecting his people while he was on the battlefield where life exchanges. Rest on the battlefield. It's not enough to stay on the battlefield and definitely reign. Still, I had a life to spill. Other than what is most important in Welkingetrics, it is spilled out of its hands if it is noticed. I just lost Celestan the other day. His wish was too arrogant.

"It's a long way. Too endless journey. The things you're holding now are more arrogant than anyone else's. There is no comparison between you and me, and your generation has probably abandoned its path. If it's for the road, my people can be thrown away fine. Even what I love!

Those are the things that make them heroes. Welkingetrics is an exceptional hero, though he is called the King of Heroes. Many forsake love, forsake love, and those who can walk even in solitude. Even they could not be thorough, not even the many who were called special and heroes.

"That's because it's weak! I have to throw it away because I'm weak! Then I'll take the road I won't throw away! You're going to kill a lot of people, enemies and allies. Still giving up! My strength makes the world fall down, if that's not the case... you'll have it all!

Too much rambling. But comfortable. I'm interested, even if it's not Welkingetrics, whether I drown in that weight with an ideal, or whether I stand with that weight on my back.

"So get out of here!

Wolfe's roar. It's not broken. I've met a monster named El Sid and I can still throw up the word. To that attitude Welkingetrics sees the ideal. I compromised. I am satisfied with that. But I'd also like to see a path that doesn't compromise.

"Let him retreat."

A hero king who takes a blow all over his body. I feel like I'm going to faint at that size.

"Someday."

Welkingetrics blows the Wolf away as it is. Now, I couldn't stop. Blow up, even broken fangs once again. That's fine. It has to be.

"Yes, that's it. It's lunch."

A soft voice conquers this occasion. Strangely its soft and weak voice is blown away with the heroic king who stands on this occasion and still deprives the wolf who tries to rise, those who stand next to it and his companions who are likely to storm from the outside.

"Oh, is that already the time? Sorry to keep you waiting..."

Pepe, and welkingetrics slapped on the cheek.

"It's on your own to expect. But you shouldn't push it, should you? You shouldn't use forceful means to lead you to those you want. And raise your hand to the pretty girl... is that what the hero king does"

A hero king who drops his shoulders with a puffiness. The others were staring at the sight.

"I'm sorry. Hey. This guy is always stubborn when he decides to do this. You don't have to worry about what Welkin said. Think carefully. Hip up and think about it for once. Young people are in a hurry for answers, but there's very little you can do in a hurry. If you put your feet firmly on the ground and thought through the answers you gave, you'd have less regrets, wouldn't you?

The woman, known as the 'Virgin' by making her pope of St. Lawrence, strokes Wolfe's head slowly. The momentum and haste disappeared, and the extra elements disappeared. Evil disappears, and what's left of it.

"I want to be strong. Strong enough to protect everyone. Strong enough to fulfill your dreams"

Hearing the answer that came naturally into her mouth, the Virgin smiled.

"Then rely on Welkin. Although not accommodating, he is also one of the strongest to protect. I'm sure it will help you. Isn't that right, Welkin?

Welkingetrics takes the lead with a sinister face. I had originally intended to, but I did not envisage this feeling of air. A little more rigorously about strength.

"Winter is coming soon. Heal your wounds here all winter. And help. Absorb the King of Heroes here so that you can live through your ideals so that you don't lose in the confused times that are coming. Whatever I say inside me... beyond him, it's the strongest."

Strongest. Essential stuff for the pinnacle Wolfe seeks. Yes, Wolfe was in an ideal environment for an indefinite period of time. Crushed by El Sid, he lost his own right arm, Euwayne, and a large number of members who were legs. And the flowing ahead is St. Lawrence. A country where the strongest man exists to say hero king. That's where I say I can learn from the hero king.

"Come on, let's just have lunch. It's a beautiful day, so I'm sure the rice's delicious."

The Virgin slaps her hands on her breasts and encourages her to lunch. Her generosity, and that of the heroic king, Wolfe bowed her head silently and deeply. I have to be strong. I don't have anything of my own right now with someone who can help me with that. I don't have anything to give you back.

"You don't need to thank me. That's the kind of country we're in, and Welkin didn't have an archaic counterpart to spare. Look, I'm free without that guy fight."

Wolfe and the others were saved by the warmth of the bottom of the Virgin, who giggles as she dulls. The gentle atmosphere that covers this country must be created by her. I guess the hero king is defending that with all his might. Thanks to such a miraculous country, the Wolves are alive.

I can live and step out tomorrow.

This encounter is going to mark another hero in the history of war.