Tower of Karma

El Sid remembered an emotion close to endless fulfillment. There are only two things that have ever been so 'strong' on me. Except for those two, no matter how good the battle was, I had myself somewhere cold. But not now.

"Let me do my best, little girl!

Give me all you can, and I'll come after you. Obviously beyond its limits. Note that it is coming this way. The pressure to increase each time. Thousands of cuts of flesh and bones, the sound of which also comes into the ear of El Sid, the enemy. The limits of the flesh and so on had been exceeded and even the limits of the spirit had been breached.

"Gahhhhhhh!"

The black armor is crushed and the full face helmet is half crushed. The awesome look from that gap is not that of an ordinary person. And it wasn't even madman's.

"How could Lord Rheinberga be a Reaper in that state?

Black's men were surprised. If you don't wrap yourself in the black steel that holds you back, Rheinberga won't turn into a reaper. Usually a hint of thin ice that just cracks in my helmet and I see my skin to break it off. That's what's going on in this state. If it's just pretty, it's even more.

"Question later! We're at war now... just think about pulling that little girl out."

Jacqueline admired Rheinberga for holding on to such a giant star by herself, and was frustrated by the situation, which was being sealed off by just one campeador, who was neither a giant nor anything.

"A heretical campeador with the only thing missing from El Sid? I barely showed my face on the battlefield but hence I didn't even have any shards of information...... so annoying!

Marslan and Jacqueline. Three nobles are commanding and attacking. Still, they flinch and shred the numbers at the point of need. Marslan was more surprised than frustrated at the skillful battle.

"Heh, you have good tits. It's cobbly, but it's tense, and my butt is berry cute."

Rudolph, who commands the whole thing from the outer wall of Elmas De Gran, also praised it. I feel a little uneven, but no one gets stuck. It is untouchable to God.

"But you look disgusting. You look like you like war and you can't wait to see it."

Rudolph puts his head on. The walls of Elmas de Gran, the monster that says Toralo Sid Campeador, finally fell through at the Sanguishi General Exit. A giant herself if you think you've gotten over it and, in a way, a more troublesome campeador came along.

"There's a lucky guy. Well, this time, you can interpret Wolff's luck as if I smoked and you smoked my luck, right? Apollonia of Arkland. Someday I'll have this debt repaid exactly...... she looks beautiful and uhihi"

Second, Rudolph felt the tide change. The tide on this battlefield remains the same. A full-blown Rheinberga, but I still can't see him fall. Jacqueline and Marslan are struggling, but the two of them are formerly powerful, and the opponents look the best. Elmas De Gran is also alive and well. Therefore, it is not this battlefield.

Then where? You won't even have to think about it.

"... from beside what I said... my boobs were good in return"

Rudolph smiles bitterly. I can like the attitude of paying back my debt exactly to discipline, but I even feel terrified about the monstrosity of trying to exchange it with force. A monster among the monsters with some luck and also a talent as Yingjie on top of that -

"Really... it's funny because in the milestones of our time, monsters come together."

Several figures turn heads. Think ahead, it could be a giant star or something cute.

Rudolph felt the twist of the times.

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A heretical campeador that doesn't go to the front like any other campeador. Its command is harsh, sophisticated, and its neck flies if it overhears orders to be released without starvation. Anything that made a mistake, even during the exercise, was decapitated without exception. If you want to fail in action, all the necks of the clan will dance.

"Take the Donatello squad to 65. Take the Rijar squad to 34."

The heretical Campeador, the 'Circumstantial' Elvira, has not seen the battlefield. He just looks on his own board and moves his men, who are pawns. And the enemy.

"To Marslan 77. Jacqueline is twenty-six."

View as pawn. An in-person subordinate moved a pawn equivalent to Marslan and Jacqueline. That is exactly what | military chess (Strachez) is.

"Is it plugged in, or what? Take the main unit to 39. Pull over to" Turtle Spirit "and slap Jacqueline"

"Yes, we're moving!

Elvira lifts her glasses, a vision correction tool invented by Garias. Elvira had weak strength and weak vision. He was raw as the most badly made individual in Campeador's lineage. The invertebrate spirit that emerged from it is her origin. I searched for another path because it was missing. I couldn't imitate El Sid, and I didn't do anything about it.

Thus, Elvira has gained another strength and is treasured as an irreplaceable campeador, just like Pinot and Laro.

"Become!? You're telling me I was set up!?

My subordinate, Turtle Spirit, squeezes his right side exactly. The main formation covers the bottom to the left and slowly slays Jacqueline's army as it is.

"... for a long time, you've been licked!

Jacqueline's spear on the back is the ultimate in beauty. White blade brilliance as if white roses would bloom. Then the visiting red rose petals dance.

"Don't lick Sanguyen, little girl!

Jacqueline is single. Cutting open the Estado army at a terrible rate.

"Thirty-eight flashes. Stand up for the big shield."

The main formation deforms and at first glance forms a strong guard. Already Jacqueline is at the end of her eyes and nose, but Elvira can't even see her rush. Still only looking on the board.

"I'm gonna punch you out!

An elaborate spear that enters the gap of the great shield. A bloody breeze showed Jacqueline's power intact. Jacqueline, a great shield, with no protection. On single horseback this activity is a boulder Trinity, Nederks best spear user is not Dada.

"Ah, Master Elvira! The enemy's speed is faster than expected."

"Maintain status quo"

"But!?

"Don't pinch your mouth. There's a pawn flair. Oh, yeah."

A tragedy occurs within the allies. Elvira does not allow pawns to waste their mouths. I cannot tolerate the act of giving mouth to myself, where the pawn is the king. El Sid has given me full powers. You can't allow an elephant to come in there to be reckless.

"Oh, lovely face. I want to eat it!

Jacqueline's spear cleared the way. So for the first time, Elvira takes her eyes off the board. It is only natural that Jacqueline has a feverish eye, the gaze she meets, and Elvira, who was staring cold on the board until earlier, also had the fever in her eyes.

"It's one hand slow. It's... 38."

Elvira brings up her hair with an awesome grin.

"Ha n?

The moment Jacqueline raised her voice, Jacqueline's right hand, that is, from Elvira and the left hand side, 'instantaneous intensity', which was supposed to be dealing with Marslan, appeared with a large lance.

"Thank you for waiting, Master Elvira!

"Thirty-eight tortoises. Finish Jacqueline for sure. I'm going down to 49."

Thirty-eight is between kills. This is where we focus and take out the opponent's big pawn.

You will be roughed up by Marslan on the left side of the allies, but if you pick up Jacqueline, you will get enough change. Instant and tortoise would definitely take it away and show it. Running single-handedly deep into the enemy formation, the isolated allies are tortoises cut and broken.

"First of all, a pawn. Too much time."

I heard Jacqueline roar on Elvira's back as she retreated, but that's not what I'm interested in. All there is is is a result. Just the facts that caused the consequences.

"Dear Elvira, there's an eagle from my own country"

It was a piece of paper that was attached to the eagle's feet. Elvira, who opened it, opened her eyes to surprise. Crisis of national survival if it is true.

"... a simple king's seal is pressed. Facts, huh?"

Elvira thinks for a moment. The battlefield is dominant, but not in such a way that it can be attacked overnight. It will take a week to get it stuffed from here. Honmaru, Elmas De Gran, is abominably alive and well.

"Retreat all troops. Raise the wolf smoke."

Elvira, who judged such a decision in just a few moments, is a Campeador of Boulder Wisdom. It's horrible to stop El Sid enjoying it, but that fear is good if you suffer it. Priority should be given to the State.

"Don't you do it... there's an island country in the far west"

Elvira was deeply frustrated that she had to fold her own beautiful battlefield halfway through. It is an arrowhead that I thought I would finally enjoy the battlefield.

"I'll make sure they're packed next time. The Nederks."

Elvira's eyes showed the battlefield of the future to come sooner or later.

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El Sid saw the wolf smoke of retreat and quietly drew the spear. Death fighting with reapers is comforting. The excitement is also extreme. Elvira is well aware of that, she says. In the first place, Elvira is finally on the battlefield where she can wave her arms, and she is happy to be here. The Elvira showed her willingness to withdraw. Whatever you say, El Sid admits her brains.

"It's been a long time since I've been able to do all I can. It wasn't a bad fight."

So you draw a spear honestly. If withdrawing under boring circumstances, say no. And El Sid is convinced that it is not. Because it is a campeador because it does not betray expectations.

"... Gi, Ga"

"Keep it even higher by the next time. I'll be even stronger again."

The Reapers are so intimidating that the Lineberca is back to sanity. It's not just a grand language. This man does not lie about strength.

"It was a good rust drop. Gahhhhhhhhh!"

A different form of monster than Welkingetrics. Rheinberga is wary. Not strong enough as it is now. It was meant to be elevated quite in person and as a reaper, but it was still powerless to rock the giant stars.

"... I'm weak"

I can't help but be angry at myself, still weak, with my body screaming that I can no longer move, with all my strength.

Rheinberga had been swallowed up by disappointment in herself.

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"The letter said 'Che Fallen Tsu'"

Elvira explains how she withdrew while accompanying the horse she prepared. Even so, only one sentence was written, and a simple one that anyone can understand, such as where that sentence means.

"Has Elrona fallen? The fact that Che was discussed early meant that the man's daughter was in the center."

"Yes. In addition. If Master Che just got discussed, we just need to make him send a preaching order. You shouldn't even have to use eagles that lack reliability."

The fact that eagles are better than people's feet is overwhelming speed. Used when it is necessary to deliver sentences to the target at once without considering the terrain. All of the eagles used in the script have been trained for a long time, but the chances of reaching them still fall larger than people's hands. Using it means...

"Did you get there?"

It shows that the situation is unpleasant.

"Probably. I told the lead to go for El Reed"

"Sa 'ah, the sparks are dull over there and here. I don't know what it's like."

"Honestly, some of me enjoy this situation"

"That's the Campeador! We're going to the next battlefield!

"Ha!"

Elleed is on his way. I'll wait.

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Rheinberga was depressed. When I got my neck, I didn't settle on you for the fancy word, which is a draw in form, but the difference in power existed clearly. I'm disappointed, that thought was weighing heavily on my feet. But there was something more serious than that.

It is Jacqueline. He, originally she was packed. He entered deep with overconfidence in his strength and was consequently sandwiched by the two "fierce". The only thing that's alive is that the opponent has retreated, so if the battle had continued, he would have taken himself and the battlefield would have been repainted to defeat at once.

"Don't let it get you down. I was just good at one of those campeadors."

Nor does Marslan's comfort reach Jacqueline. In the first place they are three nobles. Being good is a disgrace in itself. There is no excuse why force representing the country was flirted with by up-and-coming young men, albeit Campeador.

"Yes, sir. Everybody's annoyed."

Bitter Rheinberga and Jacqueline. Marslan's complexion is not good either. I didn't offend the faults, but I haven't raised my kung fu. As for the Three Kings, they are disqualified either way.

"It's dark. Now you know the problem, don't you?

Rudolph's problem, which Nedeluxe has had...

"It's old, you know, our fight. Estaard, who was one of the same conservatives, blew a new wind. That means... we're the only ones doing classic warfare anymore, right? I'll lose then. I wonder if there's anything we can do around here?

A flaw called conservatism. Things that were previously also poked at by William Lewis emerged even more in this battle. Elvira from "Sagittarius," this is the first major battle with little experience in action. Estaard has the instrumentation to name Campeador for unproven talent. It's not in Nederks.

That difference is the problem that emerged in this battle.

"I have an idea around here, and I'll take care of it. It's time for my fucking father to die, and Harsburg will do whatever it takes to replace mine, the air. And then there's Rheinberga."

Rheinberga soothes. This neighborhood doesn't look like a Trinity.

"I often drew to El Sid. Keep encouraging."

I thought reprimand would fly. No one on this occasion thought that a compliment would come, contrary to that. Even Jacqueline, who is at the bottom of her disappointment, looks up and flashes.

"If there was a problem with this battle, that's just a problem this country has. - That's more my problem than yours, honestly. And I don't want to bow my head. So I thought I'd give you a compliment for now. I ran out of power to hold it. That's it for now."

Rudolph leaps forward in front of everyone.

"It can't just be as good as this. Understand the role of each one of you. Rheinberga and Marslan, Jacqueline be strong. Reign as the greatest trinity in history. I'll get rid of this country's problems. Don't worry about it."

The grin Rudolph is having is light in itself. But the weight of words...

"We're going to change this country. Otherwise, seriously, let's not destroy it. That's the time. It doesn't make sense anymore because it's the Seven Kingdoms. It's pointless because you're a giant star. Talent springs up later. A long time ago, everyone had a talent for the pinnacle. It is in this day and age that such a gathering took place. They'll probably eat a giant star in a few years."

In a few years, the giant star will fall. Around that word.

"You have to be strong. I have to survive for now. I don't have toy tits. Everything is a species of life."

You have to be strong. It has to change. The time has come to perish if we do not.

"Shall we start eating around here? Estaard withdrew his entire army. Probably a hand full to someone somewhere. Let's have what we can get in that gap. Rest later."

The Arcadia side was emptied, causing the country to be mildly vandalized. Instead, I got Elmas De Gran, but if I can eat more, I should eat it. Even if it is not possible to obtain and maintain each base, some national power can only be cut if food and residents are taken away.

"Hang in there one more time!

If you don't take it, you take it. It is precisely the time of war that has come.

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Apollonia was walking as far as near Ellead as Elvira read. Leading the troops laid in front of you are the elites proud of Estado such as Dino Sid Campeador. Most knights were also assembled on the opposing Arkland side.

"... advancing to Her Majesty the Queen. This place should retreat."

I frowned together at Votigan's remarks. Apollonia alone has not changed its expression.

"You're an idiot, old man. You can't be more timid now that you're here."

Make a statement that Medraut made fools of himself. It's usually a biting votigan, but he silenced Medraut's words and his eyes were only poured on Apollonia.

"The eyes that look at Votigan's state of war are real. In previous wars, we decided to withdraw before anyone else."

Tristram is arm in arm with his eyes closed. Earlier retreated, Votigan's eyes swayed the moment he heard the words.

"You're not making fun of me. In fact, we were packed then. Everyone was floating in heat unaware of it. In a situation like now...... only Sir Vortigan was decent. Damn, I already forgot my head."

Lowenglin also backs Votigan's remarks from past experience. Being timid is not a bad thing. If you are reckless and cowardly, you should reuse the cowardly.

"Feel what?

"Again, the size of a giant star"

"Can't I win?"

"If it stays that way"

Baylin hears the statement and pulls out his sword. I cannot forgive myself for insulting the princess, whether she is on my side. "Don't move," it was Lowenglin's spear that controlled it.

"I had good men. This must be a time for patience."

Apollonia was feeling it again. that my flame will be swallowed before the fierce sun as it is now. Still, I went so far because I couldn't control my passion. If Votigan hadn't stopped, he would have called it a challenge and gone bumping into it.

And I might have lost.

"Suddenly you won't be able to take the capital. Though the flow is ours."

Euphemia endorsed the retreat. Naturally, Lowenglin and Tristram also show their approval. Medraut and the other young men had a slightly dissatisfied look, but how to follow Apollonia's decision.

"I believe in Votigan's eyesight. We leave the scene and walk south."

Apollonia flashed the cloak of the Red Lotus and pointed south.

"First we get our foothold on this continent. We need a country this way."

We all understood what Apollonia said. Get a country. All you need is a vessel.

"Come on."

"Yes!"

This time Garnia is not the only pig with a handle.

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As soon as Apollonia left the vicinity of El Reed, El Sid and Elvira stepped down to El Reed as time went by. The murdering capital, Dino, who was taking the head, bowed his head when he saw El Sido. It's not just the che that got pulled out directly. A battlefield that has won properly does not exist as one. All equal war criminals. At least for something with the name Campeador.

"What happened to Ark's little girl?

"Probably a retreat. We're keeping you under surveillance."

"Well... you can back off"

"Ha!"

Dino's back was sweating like a waterfall. El Sid was calmer than he thought, but depending on his mood, Dino's life would not have been there.

"Dear Dino, I would like you to gather the information that your men have gathered from me."

"Okay. I'll tell the others. You look pathetic."

"No, the sweetness of my sight has invited the situation. I had assumed that Che from" Now "would be discussed, but I didn't expect to reach El Reed so fast after being unplugged"

Apollonia was stronger than I thought. And smarter than I thought. If El Sid or Elvira were added to the Estado army that protects the capital, they would turn it into the most powerful army in the world. A giant star with a warrior power that strayed from its normal orbit and the only campeador with the wisdom that was lacking in it. And the other Campeador who assists them and two names of the fierce. No matter how strong Arkland is, Estaard's victory is probably unwavering. Even if Apollonia beat El Sid at last, there is a difference in power in the first place. In the Seven Kingdoms and Others.

"But in this battle, both Nedeluxe and Arkland should have all the information. I won't let you take the lead in everything."

Elvira's eyes were burning. The enthusiasm you can see even over the glasses, that's the moment you feel Campeador on her. Young buds are also budding on the estard. It all came from here.

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The world began to move. A real upheaval is coming. A world that has moved so much in the preamble. An unprecedented wave pushes in. There are still three giant stars overhead. Numerous stars are trying to build strength to eat through it.

"Is this Saint Bart? Warm and good place. I heard rumors it wasn't cold in the winter."

"They say it doesn't snow even in the warm and winter. I don't know if it's true, but that's what the text from Euwayne says."

"... Wonderful. Let's make this our home. So..."

Powerless only perishes.

"- Ravage!

The fuel of the brilliance of the stars is blood. It is the blood of the weak things that brightens them. Yingjie is born at the end of the battle to wash blood with blood. That's what's about to happen to so many people at once. If it were, there would be blood for it. War begets them, and they beget war.

The world is made of business. Who climbs the tower?

"Still sweet! Sharpen your senses more!

"Ko, damn it, woo!

More corrupt than anyone else.

"Mr. William, would you like to talk to me a little bit about the treatment of the Third Army and the restructuring of armaments?"

"Happy. Let's talk carefully. How can His Royal Highness increase his power in a natural way?"

It's better to be off the road than anybody.

Which star. The world accelerates even further. Hell for the weak began.