Tower of Karma

The moment I saw Marianne asleep, the man's face was distorted. My face turns bright blue, and through it I get earthy. He shook his back and grabbed the chest position of a man who was a former soldier.

"Temee, what the fuck is wrong with you! This is Marianne the Twelve! How could I be wrong with Victoria the Nine!

The former soldier's man paid the hand unconstitutionally. For a man who meant to do it lightly but wasn't working out, he falls backwards to see if there was momentum.

"I've been observing for a few days but there was no going in or out except for this girl. It would not be uncommon for a nobleman to give it to his daughter-in-law at this age. Until we decided it was this girl."

The man corrects the messy collar.

"Plus whether it's twelve or nine women, it won't be a problem. It doesn't change being a daughter."

The man with the inferior face distorts his face even further.

"Just kidding. There's no way that man would risk that monster for one daughter! You just have to grow up like this again! What I needed was a daughter with eyes on the Grand Duke, not a fucking kid who hasn't even been in a social place yet!

They were not aristocrats. And I gathered here because I love my family. That's why I mismeasured the idea of a man named Vlad. If it's my daughter, my father should come out. I have money. There's money in that house to save. The man who lost his poverty and sold his daughter is also here. But that's to protect the family, only because we lost to poverty. At the root, I loved you and I didn't want to let go. As long as I had the money, I thought that over and over again.

"... does Vlad not come out"

It wasn't in their thoughts that a man who was supposed to have that money was not so extra-judicial, but money to an unsuspecting extent, or even reluctantly abandoning his daughter if he thought from the house.

"You're not coming out! I'm not even sending people to the delivery place. That's it, me and you, either punch me in the neck together or... I'll take care of the assassin."

The man mocks himself. I stood up fluttered and headed outside.

"I'm getting away. I will definitely survive. I don't know if I can finish using it here. You executioners are doomed to die, and good luck at best."

A former soldier man who took control of a fellow who pointed a knife at a man who tried to walk away. Hold the knife with your hands and shake your neck to the side to stop. Perhaps Vlad will not come to see how the man disappeared without a glance.

"What do we do? Not like this."

The ex-soldiers man thinks. But it didn't come up with a name.

"In the meantime, I'll see what I can do about the handover place. Don't touch my daughter."

They just had to put on this operation. No more maneuvers appear in their drawers. Pay off one arrow at a time. They made the decision to continue the operation with one desire.

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When William arrived at the Bernbach residence, Teresia and Ernesta waited in front of the gate. There Leodegar also stood on the spot with a blue face.

"What's wrong, Tellegia, sister?"

Wilhelmina embarked herself out of the carriage in surprise. Apparently it was her discretion that Wilhelmina picked up William. The fact that there was a welcome was a bit strange in itself.

Victoria went looking for Marianne, and she hasn't come back.

Wilhelmina opened her eyes wide to Theresia's words. William doubts my ears. No matter how stupid Victoria is, would there be such a joke? Too short notice.

"When were you out?

Theresia and Ernesta to William's appearance, Leodegar shows surprise. Ignoring that, William stepped out of the carriage.

"If Victoria had moved, the Count would have moved, too."

"Helga is on its way to exploring"

William nodded at Ernesta's answer. If Vlad could move it, he'd have only that pawn.

"What about the Count?

"I'm not in this house"

I guess he's hiding himself instead of letting Helga go. Perhaps even if Victoria grabbed it, she wouldn't show herself. It's too much trouble for him. I fear more than I need revenge.

"Victoria... what's the content of the letter they sent you?

"I'm watching"

"... not good. I hope Helga makes it."

If Helga does not contain Victoria, it will be a great pain for Vlad. It would be a story of what you were doing as William, who ran here. It's not convenient because I'm an unwillingly worldly Victorian fiancée.

"Anyway, let's wait for Helga. I can't help moving to the dark clouds right now."

"No, I got the money. Let's go to the delivery location."

Leodegar's offer. Wilhelmina's face is flattering.

"I can't give you money without preparation. And because of their demands, they're not after money."

Leodegar looks suspicious. William didn't miss Tellegia turning away. I guess she knows. What intent this incident was triggered with, and what would end if it stayed this way?

"What do you mean if it's not gold!?

"The aim is Count Vlad. I assume the Count was the person to surrender the money in order to extract him."

Leodegar thinks. The aim, not the gold, is Vlad, if it is, it is not the gold, but the exchange of life that comes to mind. Think of it this way around.

"... that Count Vlad is buying grudges?

"Anyone will buy a grudge. resentment, or jealousy, I heard from the Grand Duke… how few people think I'm flattered by the day"

Leodegar silenced. I am aware of the magnitude of my influence with him. Of course I wouldn't have even imagined this would happen, but it's never an impossible story. Well, for this one, revenge is on the main line. William personally has a hit that the entanglement with the Grand Duke will be a ride.

(Or the Grand Duke may have cut the paralysis. Five years was certainly too long)

Two statues of the killer were floating in William's thoughts.

(Do you want to stab the nail through the nux? still fast to kill)

William's thinking had already moved on to how he would handle it. I don't care if Victoria dies. The point is if it's a close relationship with Vlad. Trust would rather increase if you treated him special even after such a relationship was lost in Victoria's death. It may be more significant than Victoria being alive and married to the Grand Duke and being made conscious there.

William is relieved to be able to string those thoughts together. Because I can recognise that I'm not bluffing. The answers popped up in cold thoughts are the way you should go. They trump. William's thoughts came up with the answer that it was more significant. I have nothing to say. It is the usual thing.

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Helga's return with Victoria was not long before Williams settled down at Bernbach Mansion. The sisters had their heads in their bites and kicks at Helga and their return, roughly far from the lady.

"This is the Count's order to put Victoria under house arrest."

Take off the arm where Helga was holding Victoria. Victoria tried to escape the house, but her body was held back disappointingly by Wilhelmina.

"I'll take care of the rest. Lord Lewis."

"Tell him I'll take care of everything."

Hearing William's response, Helga disappeared. I guess I headed for Vlad.

"Let go, Wilhelmina, sister!

"Don't be ridiculous! What will I do if I catch you? Be quiet!

"But..."

"But not! How worried do you think we were?

"So you're not worried about Marianne!?

"Huh!?

Aggressive Victoria sometime. It was Wilhelmina who struggled with the response. Wilhelmina sees Hiraki and her sister to ask Tellegia for reinforcements. Theresia sighs and gazes at Victoria.

"Don't bother your sister, Victoria"

Victoria stuffed her words with a gentle voice.

"It's a matter of no choice. That Marianne has been exposed in your place, and that your father has given up Marianne for the house, there is no choice whatsoever. Give it up; it is the daughter of a nobleman."

William sees Victoria nagging. The clothes were melted, and the skirt was probably interrupted or I cut myself a thousand pieces. You were in the way of running. Take off your shoes, your socks are blurry, and blood stains from the back of your feet.

"Marianne, being a family...... how dare you give up!? What can I do?!? Tell me so I can understand!

Haven't heard what Theresia said. Note that Victoria didn't break. Theresia holds her forehead. It's a nasty role. Still, we must let them protect what our Lord has decided. Because that is the statute of what was born in Bernbach.

"Let me tell you something so you know, Victoria"

It was William, one of the two not family members in this that blocked it. Always unnecessarily, a man turns his face to show for the first time outside Victoria.

"Marianne is small and has never even been in a social setting with her fiancée. As a daughter of nobility, it equals worthlessness. If it's missing, if you need it, you can give birth again. That's all and Count Vlad was judged. There is no need for money or hassle. That's what they decided."

William's face was cold. So much so that the others don't pinch their mouths. It was a lot of rhetoric, but even Leodegar didn't have the guts to pinch his mouth. Absolute zero gaze is pointed. But Victoria glanced back without flinching.

"It doesn't matter what your father's decision is. I think I have to help."

"You must be Bernbach's daughter. Our Lord's life is absolute."

"Then just leave the house. Then it really doesn't matter."

Victoria showing an attitude that never pulls off. There is no shaking in that eye. In those eyes William remembered his frustration.

"And getting caught, putting Marianne in danger? Marianne will be worthless if you get caught. One trading material is fine. They won't want to carry wasted baggage either."

Victoria is annoyed. Grab the hem.

(Similar to Marianne. No, is Marianne imitating it)

The figure looked just like Marianne. I guess they're close sisters. But that can't be a reason to risk your life. They are sisters and other people.

"So what am I supposed to do?

Pompous and Victoria spill. William just stopped.

"Give it up. There's no other way."

Victoria crying out loud. It's not there to sneeze your face, your flawed face, or your bright smile. There's nothing you can do about it. You hit reality, and you still can't give up, but there's nothing you can do about it, and you're sorry, and it's painful, and...

"Don't you have a loved one?

Point the shaggy face at William.

"I have it. My favorite sisters. My favorite sisters. Even Marianne."

"It's someone else. Not enough to throw my life away. Blood connections wouldn't be a big deal. Now Count Vlad has truncated Marianne. That's about it."

"Then why does William look so spicy?

William touches his face. It's just distorted by the unpleasance, it's never been sensed by anything. I'm not bracing myself. There's no way I'm going to brace you.

"Even William must have someone important. Otherwise, there's no way it's going to be such a big, fat carrot."

William was unconsciously grabbing Victoria's chest barn. There's no room for anyone to stop.

"Don't you talk about me. More so... you're mine."

William realizes his stupidity. I immediately took my hand off and distance myself from Victoria. I can see myself trembling. It was too crazy to realize that I had made a silence.

"Marianne is similar to me. No one loved me, and when I was willing, there was no one I was supposed to love. Don't bother doing stupid things to distract your sisters or make them laugh and feel uncomfortable all the time...... I'm just looking around. I want you to love me, and so, I try to love you as much as I want from myself. Instead, you love me."

William touched the abyss of Victoria for the first time. It was too distorted in nature. I try to love you because I want to be loved. All the best, full of dizziness.

"Is that you guys? Very distorted."

"Yeah. But you know why I want to help Marianne."

A woman named Victoria is hungry for love. I guess so is Marianne. The distortion is probably better on my sister, and that's how she lives. I can't live without being loved, loved and loved. Marianne loves Victoria. Then Victoria would like to respond. Because she's my sister.

"That's why I'm going. Let little Marianne not be disappointed in love."

Victoria wet her own tears. There was the usual valiant Victorian face that I would never give up. Prove your love with all your might. That's the way of life. Even if it was wrong to be a noble lady.

"I'll go, too. I have the money, and I'm good at working with every negotiation."

Leodegar agrees. He was also staring at Victoria with burning eyes. He is also authentic because he is shown such a distorted nature, and yet love continues and, on the contrary, deepens.

"You're distorted. Really distorted."

William's pretty good, too.

Return the blemishes and leave the house.

"Don't move. This is my last warning."

William was pulling out his sword. Attach it to Victoria's neck trying to run it out. The screams of Wilhelmina, the screams of Leodegar, cling to this occasion.

"Don't make a scene, either. I'm in charge of this. You said that the Lord of this House, Count Vlad, would leave it to you through his servants. That's why I control this place. Hence..."

William turns to the front of Victoria, poking his sword at his back.

"Give it up, or I'll kill you"

I haven't got any emotions on William's face. The opposing Victoria stares back at William with burning eyes. Even as Wilhelmina moved to jump, Theresia put it away. Only my oldest daughter knew. This is a matter for both of us.

"I won't give up"

"Then you'll die. Your value is certainly enormous. Connection with the Grand Duke, would be a fringe that I would like to establish at any rate. Normally, a grown-up baron style can't or won't point a sword at you."

Ernesta sobs her throat. I never thought this would happen in the uncontested world I usually live in.

"But I can do it. I have power. Enough power to fill Count Vlad. The more excessive... the more powerful you can be. I will be the general of this country in less than five years. I will rule the force in this country in less than a decade. My name goes beyond Arcadia and it will blow to the world. Beyond this is the age of war, turmoil. My value keeps rising everywhere with the times. Time chooses me, and I'm the time. One of these days everyone understands. Connecting with me is the gold, otherwise it's just an elephant."

Leodegar can't deny William's words. So much so that the White Knight was becoming a great presence in this country. Strakles in Ostberg, Blue Guides in Nederks, Reapers, the stretching Arklands, and the world of warring nations, where various other forces are intruded. White knights who would shine here would be treasured more than anyone else. Profit takes precedence.

"So I can slaughter you. I've turned down numerous necks, I've cut off numerous dreams. If I were you!

William's roar. The smell of blood that does not donate the surroundings dominates the area. Only a true monster wears this atmosphere, who has walked the path of the ordinary man. That enormous blade of intent is directed at just a girl.

To a girl who has no power, nothing to resist...

"If you did, would you help Marianne?

The girl doesn't have anything. Only that body is what she has.

"Say what, say"

The girl touches the blade. And I pushed it in the direction of my neck.

"Kid, don't be ridiculous!

William fought aggressively against the other side. But the sword was double-edged, shaped and formed, and the blood dripped from her hand. William can't stop shaking his hands at subtle force exertions. No, is this a matter of force exertion? More like...

"I'm not kidding. I'm just threatening you, too, because William threatens you."

There was no sway in that laugh. I was not lost in that face. The limbs are shivering from fear of death. Yet she laughs and stares straight at William. We're going to move forward on death as it is. I don't care what you think, it's crazy.

"Please help Marianne. If you can't do that, set me free. I'm sure that kid feels sadder than scared. You may be crying in a world without love in a situation where no one comes. I can't forgive that. She's a good girl. Someday someone will love you and you should be happy, sweet Marianne. My precious, precious treasure."

William's tremor stopped. William finally understood the cause of his frustration. This is William's lost world. The only unique world that lost its love and thought it didn't exist in this world. A fantasy from Al and Alrett's constructing Al, there's no way to see what Alrett thought anymore. Reason named William breaks without it. Alrett is one of his own. If you are, you must have plans. Yes, I thought so. I can't confirm it, I can't prove it.

I was able to justify my cause in part by thinking so.

"Hands off... you stupid bitch"

It has to be. William has gone off the road. The path that began with the loss of Alretto. I would have to lean everything towards vengeance, but William couldn't get enough on that path. You can't possibly. Because the more I know, the less love there is in this world. What is there is an infinite desire and the tireless deceased who seek it. A world of ugliness, greed, love and other shards without which everything can be proven with interest.

William has continued to win in that world. Keep winning and always taking away. Until we run out of things to take away, until we destroy everything.

The idea shakes. Love appeared in front of me. Besides, that's not the best friends I'm making an exception for. On the contrary, I would have to laugh when I was the daughter of a causal vendetta. to the girl in front of him. William sees the phantom of his late sister. I see the fantasy of lost love.

"... William?

Victoria let go of her hand. The tremor stopped and I noticed a stiff William anomaly. Cloud-spraying signs of death, towers of collapsing industries. The white king who reigned on its high was shaking.

William drops his sword to the ground. And shake his head hard with his hands,

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa!

I screamed as much as I could, as much as I could. As if to spit everything out. The voice squeezed out of the bottom of his belly overwhelmed the others. And William takes a big breath and stares at Victoria after spitting everything out.

"... would be good. I'll admit it. I lost today."

William distorted his face as much as he wanted. A face so uncomfortable that there is no more.

"But I won't admit you. One day, I'll make sure to break you. Hang on to this my way of life and win over Victoria von Bernbach!

William recognized the opponent in front of him as his enemy. We have to go beyond that, we have to completely crush our doubts and concerns in order to get from here to the next stage.

"Then I'll keep beating William. I'm not giving up."

William smiled bitterly. It would break my bones quite a bit to beat this girl. It didn't shake before death anyway. Well, Marianne, the flesh parent, and others don't think she's in the same line, but I'm pretty sure she's a nasty opponent for making it so.

"Don't you move this place. Take off the dirt and sleep in bed. Then I'll throw a chibi in your pillow. You know what that means?

"Yeah! Thanks, William"

Full grin. In William's chest, who sees it, William couldn't realize half the sense of defeat, 30% of the mockery of himself, and 20% of the thoughts left. You can say you didn't want to.

"And then I picked this up. The place is in a slightly dirty alley on the south side. Uh... there were fruits for sale nearby. Full of red apples"

Victoria takes her little shoes out of her nostalgia. It was the shoe Marianne was wearing, and the fact that it had fallen was at least evidence that the place had been manipulated. And the ghetto on the south side is William's garden. The fruit shop had a little cause. I used to just work there stealing - but I understood the place.

"Let's take it. I showed you all the ugliness. We'll apologize later when we're done."

William bows his head to everyone on this occasion. I gave you a glimpse of my nature, which I must not show you. I can no longer help wearing the skin, but I also need to fix it with some help. At this stage, it was frivolous to show the Grand Duke the kind of scuffle he had sold the fight to.

"Now excuse me."

William finally made a move. This project, which I had decided would not work. A great humiliation made me bend myself, equal to having suffered defeat. But the bent body has to show its excellence. I need the benefit of moving or helping. White knights don't make meaningless moves.

"... never move."

I started to move, but I couldn't believe the stupid girl and look back just a little bit.

"I'm not moving. Because William promised me."

Victoria believed in men all the time. Someone who was pointing a blade at himself until earlier. The stupidity of the bottom line appears to William all the time.

(Promise? What did I say in this uncertain situation? What would Marianne do if she was dead? How do you make excuses if you can't find them?)

It's numerous reasoning, reason, and sober thoughts that go around in my head.

"Oh, right.... Promise. Trust me. I'll definitely take you home."

Throw them all out, and William let go. Chains that bind you. William rarely makes indeterminate promises. When there is an absolute prospect of fulfilling the contract. A situation where nothing is certain right now. Zero words at a time you should never have spoken.

"Can't you believe it?

"Yeah. I believe you."

Still, I'll do my best to let it go. What grabs heaven without overshadowing this degree of circumstance?

causal distortion further. The card that would never have worked if it had. A calculated and profitable man moves out in a situation where he doesn't even get a single copper coin.

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William ran. Time is limited. I don't know about the limit, but the slower it gets, the less viable Marianne will be. I don't think he's dead already. The worst possibility I would have thought of if it were normal William. Dare to eliminate it and move on. I am not who I am today.

"White Dragon, you're there, aren't you?

William speaks to the shadows of the building as he runs. Diseased in the form of an assassin who appeared to float alongside William.

"I'll tell you what, I can't handle this one. On the contrary, she is angry. That's not what it looks like."

William mocked himself in view of himself.

"Exactly. There are no shards of me. Today is the worst day of William Lewis' life. There's really nothing I can do about it."

That said William took his gaze off the White Dragon.

"Just checking. You can disappear now."

White Dragon looked a lot sillier.

"Isn't darkness the line of your favor? The soldier level of your child leaves you clueless and ends badly. You'll even grab their footsteps in the first place."

"I won't use it that way even if you don't tell me. I'll use another handover."

"Another handover? That's not what you have."

William distorts his face. The face seemed full of distress, seemed to make a heartbeat of what was about to happen, and looked like that, like abandoning everything that could no longer be done.

"I've decided I can never rely on you."

White Dragon finally arrived at the intent that was put into the vomit-dropping words.

"Are you... willing to use 'cat'?"

William is silent. White Dragon received it as an affirmation.

"That choice will not touch the King's scales. He's worried you're going that way. Do you understand that? What does it mean to piss off the king"

William and I know each other very well. It is because of my relationship with Nyx that I now have an advantage over the others. Its too big an advantage was William's weapon in the Arkas.

Lose it, turn it to the enemy and William will sink easily.

"Know what? Today is the worst day ever. So even if you apply it slightly... it won't change much."

William increased his speed even further. Demonstrate no matter what it means for a man who usually wears armor and moves around lightly. Its speed was surprising even for White Dragon, the head of the assassin.

The leftover White Dragon stops walking and stops.

"There's a man who's been going through needle holes."

White Dragon distorted the corner of his mouth like a mockery, sarcasm, just a little envy.