Tower of Karma

"Helga, come in"

Vlad had taken to the chair and was generous. There's no reason to know, even if you do, about the tragedy that rolled up tonight. Because I'm still in an absolute safe zone because the elephants just couldn't reach me.

"It's not Helga, Count"

Vlad jumped out of his chair when he heard the voice. I could only look at William standing in front of the door loosely, and give him a shitty grin as he trembled at the evil hobby meat ornaments adorning this room in view of the circumstances in which he himself was standing.

"Hey, why are you here? I don't remember inviting you to this mansion."

This is your own territory. The advantage is Vlad, who says he is.

"I have something to talk to the Count, and it's up to me to ask you rudely,"

"Go home immediately. My relationship with you ends today. [M] Don't ever come near me again."

Listen to that. William makes a sorry face.

"Today I rescued Marianne"

Vlad laughs.

"So, you want me to praise you? Looks like you've gotten a lot worse around your head. I was disappointed in you. [M] What I ordered was to keep Victoria locked up in the mansion, should have been. You renounced it, did what I didn't even want, and then you stepped into my private mansion? Are you nuts?

"You may be an idiot. I came to this occasion because of Victoria's desire, and saving Marianne was also foolish because I was afraid of disappointment from Victoria. I can't help it. It's stupid."

Vlad frowns. I understand with Vlad that William only poses as a favorite of Victoria, etc. I was plotting to push him on top of it. The emergence of Leodegar has changed the priorities considerably.

"By the advent of Leodegar, Victoria will be out of my hands. That's how much I'm guessing. I was ready too. But..."

Vlad sniffed something into this conversation. The peculiar nostrils of a civilian, something beneficial to himself, are now about to fall zero.

"It was still a shame to get here. So today, I thought I'd take a step forward. I would like you to know the darkness of the Count, which I have never dared to approach, and my darkness, William the Stripper, which the Count does not even know. And make your decision. Give me Victoria and use it more heavily than ever, or cut it off."

There is no shaking in William's eyes. I guess I'm confident. Vlad drank a toast. The card that William Lewis hangs up right now, I have a lot of interest in. That's all I gained before, this man.

enough to exceed even their own vessels.

"Keep going."

"Thank you. First of all, this is a story about me and Leodegar's comparison. Now the Count definitely thinks this. Leodegar is better than William, he said. Of course, if you normally thought about it, you're right. Could that be true?

Vlad looks surprised. He is the heir of the Grand Duke and a baron of first refuge, but also an inhuman of formation. Even if we think about what lies ahead, there will be armaments up for Leodegar. Everyone thinks so. That's a pointless story to compare.

"Left minister, that's what Leodeger's worth. It's a big deal, it's just the extreme of a civilian. But he's not that now. Sooner or later it will be, but he is not now. By contrast, I, William Lewis, am worth the best of martial arts officers, with the exception of the current Admiral and Jan von Zeekt, who are nearest."

The moment Jan's name came up, Vlad's face clouded, but the words that followed scratched it off.

"Do something stupid. You will still be the division leader. As soon as the Legion Leader is upstairs, you..."

"They are not enemies. You're right to say that you can't be an enemy. I also attribute it to the reason I chose Arcadia in the first place...... this country has a thinner layer of talent than other countries. Three people have been sitting at the top for years: Baldias, Bernhardt and Caspar. The people who threatened them didn't show up. They are not giant stars either and say they are far from the absolute...... that is Arcadia's force. Only to that extent."

In that sense, the layer is also thin in Ostberg. But there are absolutes in that country. There's a monster called the Three Big Stars. El Sid and his children in Estado. Welkingetrics in St. Lawrence. Nedeluxe is not a giant star, but its predecessors, the Trinity of the earlier generations, were all powerful men crossing with the giants. Now it is the valley, but the buds are already growing. Garias is headed by the King of Innovation. That is the superpower that combines the quality and quantity of human resources.

"The big guy who grew up under the three was about Jan. The generation below it had a series of sword rides, Osvalt genealogy centered on sword ghosts. But now Osvalt's genealogy, which he was asked to do in the future, collapsed. Sword riders, sword ghosts were drunk by new trinity men, and the remaining gold swords and ace statues of one army were also crushed by giants. Now in Arcadia there is a hollowing of the General. All the blind of the middle generation had been crushed if they had noticed. If so... what about the generation below it?

"You want to say that you are the one responsible for the next generation?

"No, that's obvious, as a prerequisite"

Vlad makes a frightened face. I've never seen anything overconfident so far. I thought he was a slightly more cautious young man, but I didn't even consider him to be such a dignified figure.

"Gilberto, Angelm, Hilda, Gregor, Carl, you must be a blind person around here. Inside, Carl is a man like himself, Angelum is a man who swears allegiance to me. Gregor is not worthy to speak as a general, nor is Hilda my enemy"

"I hear Gilberto has a brilliant sense of talent among Osvalt. I don't know about the family, but I'll tell you later... I hear rumors like that.

"Gilberto declines promotion in earlier battles"

Vlad's familiarity moves.

"Gilberto's, well, this must be Kensei's blood, but he has a tremendous sense of talent. That may go up to heights that are not even mine when it comes to swords. But the treatment of the army raises arms on me. From now on, the difference will open."

Vlad looks surprised. The arms of the sword and the arms of war, Vlad and other civilians tend to think it is equal. But don't forget. Even in the days of Kensei, when the battle was more childish than it is now, Kensei had experienced many defeats in the army-to-army battle. He was not an absolute man on the battlefield.

"His strength resembles that of a gladiator. Just strength to defeat a single enemy, then the general won't work. He understands himself. That's why I found a general who could treat me as his own sword, and I thought about waving a sword under the man. That's Carl von Taylor. And I'm the only one who gave that Carl an army. That's all you can tell, right?

Vlad snapped his throat.

"Why Baldias chose me nearby. That's because I'm the best in this Arcadia. At least nothing is better than me, young or middle-sized."

"Yes, but you are an Inhuman. Soon there will always be a difference in promotion. Anything to complain about or anything else comes up. A lot of people already spill foolishness."

As a civilian, Vlad tried to pick up as much public talk in the palace as he could. Few of them are even jealous of William at this point. From now on, the more conspicuously you stand out, the louder that voice will be. And to say how loud your voice is has the influence not to be an idiot. Many times in the past, people have been crushed by it.

"Of course I understand. The table treats Nico and me, and there are beings behind it who are spreading bad reviews at best. I'm also going to understand the strength of that voice. But with that in mind, I would say it's not a problem at all."

Vlad falls preoccupied with the feeling of being ahead of William. It's as if from the beginning it was decided to ask these questions and answer them like this, and Vlad would be happy with it again, but eventually, as William thought,

"The reason is public opinion. The world ahead, the age of war, is coming. There will be nothing to doubt this. All the world we recognize turns into a battlefield. Nederks will attack Arcadia next to Estado and Arkland in battle. In that case, Ostberg will also move to soften the defeat ahead. It's a sight that will happen many times in the future. The Seven Kingdoms will not be cheap either. Sambalt has already perished. There's no guarantee anywhere that Arcadia won't be next."

There was a flame of war in William's eyes. Seeing the color of that flame, Vlad distracts his gaze. This man is looking forward to the war. I welcome the age of war with all my heart. It's not what I found out about my country. If you could just stand on top of yourself...

"It is not the words of a civilian, but the power of a martial officer, to say what is in it. I am also sorry to say this out in front of Count Vlad, a civilian, but it will still be the martial arts officers who will be moving Arcadia ahead. That's what war is all about."

William spread the big hand.

"So who do you think is the brightest and most glorious person in that world? Who do you think sits in the chair of the Admiral in Arcadia pushing away the old relic Bardias?

"A relic of the old days, referring to the hero 'immovable' Baldias."

"It's a fact. If, in this age of war, they stick to the pinnacle forever, this country will perish. Because I know that. Baldias is letting me learn by my side. Bernhardt left the centre of the country knowing that he would be slandered, and went to train Gilberto and the others. Caspar offered his own life to hold out hope for the future. It is our imposed duty to push them away and to take the top. 'Cause that's what we wanted first."

Vlad didn't even make a sound. As a matter of fact, Baldias leaves much to William. It was also in Vlad's ear that William was doing something in it that would significantly exceed the authority of a single division chief. Certainly handled it differently. Of course, from the track record of the launch, it is natural. From Arcadia's common sense to date, it is still an anomaly.

"I see, indeed, you may be close to the apex of a martial officer. But not for sure. Lord Leodeger, by contrast, surely sits at the seat of the Left Minister. I still think there's a difference."

"This may be the case if Arcadia is the system it has always been. But maybe not. Nothing for sure, especially in these times."

William nevertheless remained a peek of confidence. I guess I still have the card to hang up. As a Vlad, I also feel deviant. Just being flushed like this, just being danced by William's thoughts, I want to do something to get it back into my stream.

"Until now, we're talking about a position. Let's talk about profits, or money, from here on out."

Something loosely brought to Vlad's chest when he heard about the money. The Bernbach family who are not in trouble for special money, but are not special rich. The top nobles still have a lot of money, including land and other assets. Vlad was not more discreet than he wanted to be.

"I think it's well known that I run the Chamber of Commerce. Until now, we have operated in a drug-centric manner, but this year we have also begun to deal with weapons and protective equipment."

"I know that. And that hasn't worked."

William looks in trouble on purpose. In short, I guess that means it's within the assumptions. Vlad remembered the feeling of himself getting into the mud.

"Yeah, you're right. It's not working. They don't have all the weapons and protective equipment. Well, it's a difficult situation to buy something you made me pick up on the battlefield for a cheap price, or to use a variety of handouts. Now there will be limits sooner or later. How I hold the Second Army, and hence His Royal Highness Prince Aerhardt, cannot prevail in this situation."

The word that we are holding on to the second prince, who spoke well. That echoed Vlad's ear loudly. The fact that the Second Prince and William are cordial has recently begun to spread in the palace. We have yet to stand out and relate to each other, but still there is no smoke where there is no fire.

"So I'm in the middle of a run to hold down a mine in the flat north. If we get the primary source, it'll all work out. On the contrary, it would even be possible to repaint the current market… possibly"

The flow changed. Clearly transformed. Vlad's eyes sparkle brightly.

"But you're not the only one who's moving. That's what's hostile to you. The Chamber of Commerce will be moving, too. Even the other nobles shouldn't just look at it with their fingers crossed."

Vlad makes a gap in William. But I don't mean this. Vlad is expecting it. that William is ahead. I intend to entrust myself to the flow, to prepare solutions beyond Vlad's thinking and to benefit Vlad.

"Let the great aristocrats leave it at this time. Fighting them won't win. They move slowly, but if they start to move, they pull forcefully. I believe that about 50% of the total is what our Chamber of Commerce, the lower nobles, can get. We think we should take it from there."

It is quite large even to say the north and a bite. The number of mines may be higher than in Arcadia itself. Mining is extremely difficult in the north, and many lands are untouched. There is no doubt that the potential that can be tapped will depend on future investigations but will increase more than now. Fifty percent would be quite a size. Vlad who accounts for that instantly in his head. The saliva springs up.

"Pulls between chambers of commerce. Initially I had the goal of holding 20%. That's big enough, but then the Count won't think it's enough, either."

Vlad flatters himself when he hears that he's about to make a small leap. I still say we have a way to go, William Lewis.

"Now, we're moving to keep 50% of everything in our hands."

Vlad gets pompous. Fifty percent all, it would certainly be ideal. Let's put everything else in our hands that the great nobles didn't hold back. But that's impossible. We have a competitor. Besides, there's a stronger opponent in the business world than William at present.

"The man my enemy, the Fifth Chamber of Commerce, held was Laurent von Taylor, known as the monster of business. And it's Einhardt von Taylor that I'm moving as an advance soldier. The two are in a fierce dispute. The status quo... would be Laurent's advantage"

Vlad who gets his back smashed when he hears that story. That if it's a Laurent advantage, it hasn't won at all. Fifty percent and so forth are dreams again.

"The contract between Laurent and the Five Chambers of Commerce, under the full backup of the Five Chambers of Commerce, consists of distributing half of what we earn to ourselves and the other half to Laurent individuals. This contract is extremely personal, and it was signed not by the Taylor Chamber of Commerce, but by Laurent himself."

Here William has a distorted grin.

"A little bit, don't you think? Of course Laurent is no longer the head of the Taylor Chamber of Commerce. He'll essentially have to turn it around more than Carl is in Arkas...... Still, he's part of the Taylor Chamber of Commerce, and it's customary for a case this big to tie between chambers of commerce. Yet this contract is between the Chamber of Commerce and the individual. What do you say, why don't you hook up?

Vlad was becoming captivated by the flames in William's eyes. The sound of gold begins to be heard little by little. Bye, bye, golden and silver treasures walking by.

"If this project was a kind of farce, set up with me and Laurent from the beginning... what do you think of the Count?

Vlad's appearance is engraved with a wrinkle of desire. The greedy fell into the swamp.

"No way... no matter how much, no matter how much it is you, no, it can't be personal contracts in the first place or anything like rebelling it. Even if we can just get some of the fifty percent Laurent gets, no, but"

Thoughts filled with desire. Here William is convinced. Vlad fell. All you have to do is fill him loose. Raise them up and prepare them to fall to the bottom of hell.

"Laurent is sick. That's why I've been off the front lines of business for a while. And since last year's twilight, the medical condition has deteriorated. Long and this winter, it's not strange to die right now if it's short. Either way, we won't be able to get past winter. All I know about this is that in my family, my daughter Rutgard and the chief servant, and me and my dedicated doctor."

Vlad gets drunk even more. Deep and deep, you won't even be aware anymore.

"Laurent and my covenant is to repudiate the covenant that disappears with his own death, and to make all the resources Laurent has acquired of the Lewis and Taylor Chambers of Commerce. Allowing Einhardt to inherit the body of the Chamber of Commerce. And on top of that... you have tolerated me to the point where I stand"

It is too convenient a picture for William. So much so that I suspect there's something behind it.

"Laurent's wish is the prosperity of the house. The martial aspect is in such an ideal state that there are no more curls. On the contrary, the Taylor Chamber of Commerce will end if we lose Laurent now as far as the business side is concerned. That would also eliminate one of Carl's strengths, his financial strength. We must definitely avoid that. What we need is to call Einhardt back. To prosper the Taylor Chamber of Commerce not just by calling it back, but by becoming a merchant beyond yourself. That's why this is a convenient situation for Laurent as well. Because we can do both at the same time: train Einhardt and get a mine to rock the Chamber of Commerce."

Vlad reached the truth of things in an instant. Laurent decided to go under William for the prosperity of the house. Even if we lose Carl, Einhardt remains a heavy town in the Chamber of Commerce. Even with the loss of Einhardt, William will be supporting Carl from what he's been through. Even if we lose both sides, the vessel that says it sucks is the Taylor Chamber of Commerce. If so, it is possible for Rutgard to resume again any time soon if he gives birth to a child.

"Laurent is literally moving with his life this time. Einhardt is also inclined to do his utmost to go beyond hate parents again. There's no clearance for anyone else to get in more than these two are betting their full strength. And whichever one of you wins, I'm gonna get all the credit for both sides."

How much effort did this man devote to assembling this basement? The connection that William Lewis' walking path has created there is now about to blossom. Big wheel of flowers. A huge force, a gold-generating mechanism.

"Well, it's not a confirmed story yet. Listen to me in half."

It is not definitive. And so on and William doesn't think. This is a prescribed route. That's just like Leodegar becoming a left minister. That kind of persuasion was in this guy.

"If all goes well, there's a little problem. It's hard for me to be honest about this. As Count Vlad said, I am a baron made up of inhumans. Will you satisfy the royal aristocrats even if you have acquired the land? Worst of all, it could be taken in by a great nobleman or a royal family"

Vlad's head is filled with so much, unimaginable, so much greed that he can't even control himself. It was not the marshes, but the sea, that Vlad had his feet caught. A deep, wide, endless sea of desire.

"So I want the Earl of Vlad to own the mine I have acquired, to Bernbach, who has a certain place among the nobles and a tradition and a format"

Vlad fell. Fallen by no skin.

"Of course we will manage it. The price of iron will also be determined by me, who knows the market well. We need to destroy prices in this country once and for all to dominate the market. Profits will decrease relative to size. Still, we promise tremendous benefits to Count Vlad, who is a great dollar. If you could work with me, you'd sit down and have a lot of money coming in."

Vlad was at his best to keep his likely swinging face. It doesn't make sense to think or anything. You get a lot of money if you ride William. And we can make our relationship with the future general stronger than ever. The choice in Vlad was crushed by William.

"The Bernbach tradition and format, with enormous funds added there, will make Bernbach a nobleman with no one in line even in the King's capital. And with my force there, the rock will be complete."

Pushing Bernbach to heights, which was Vlad's long-time dream. I have made my daughters daughters daughter-in-law in different houses for that. That gave me my current status, but it's no longer enough after hearing this story. Because William gives Vlad a profit that is not comparable to them.

"One more thing, if I have a bill that I can cut, that's right... I'm going to put it in your ear, though it's going to be a pretty uncertain story. As a matter of fact, my relationship with His Highness Aerhardt is a different person. This is the first time I've made this public."

Vlad's thoughts are so broken. But break it even further. Without a trace.

"Every once in a while I used to turn my foot to the royal palace because of my covenant with the Second Princess, Lady Eleonora, the sister of His Highness Aerhardt. Relationships still persist internally. Regardless, I'm not saying we're in love. You won't be at that age yet. But we don't know what will happen in the future. She's attracted to me... because even a blunt me can take it for granted. Now you know why I inspired Victoria to propose marriage."

Vlad had forgotten his words in the line of facts that pushed him furiously.

"I want Victoria. But my relationship with the princess is hard to abandon. If you accept the proposal now, Master Eleonora will sever your feelings for me. Still pale, I don't need a little time for my thoughts to fade away.... a wise Vlad would understand. The Second Lady of a Man with a Princess as his Full Wife, or the Full Wife of a Baron of Growth, whichever is the gain for Bernbach,"

Dancing on Vlad's head is how he joins the royal family. Leodegar is the Grand Duke. Taking you is no different than being royal blood. But the distance is different. The blood concentration varies too much between the princess and the Grand Duchess, which is the direct line.

"My heart belongs to Victoria. It's for profit to get into the princess. Then that is also for Bernbach. This is all I have, Count Vlad."

It no longer determines the path to be taken, etc. One thing I couldn't be sure of, Vlad wasn't stupid enough to get the wrong person to follow. Now, I'm not stupid, but I'm not wise. In the end, he didn't understand. The bottom of William Lewis. A drop of anger peeking from the bottom of the sea of desire.

"Now scrutinize. Me or Leodeger, it all depends on your differences."

The fallen man had a dark grin. William's story was so full of charm that he couldn't help it. How cunning, careful, even the man who came to this occasion disguised himself as calm, ended up on the palm of the white beast. I just have to dance funny.

"Ki, it's you. I'll take you. Come on, I'll give you Victoria or something. The other sisters, the sister, you should do whatever you want. Fill me up instead. My knight."

"Pleasure, my lord."

What a funny thing to look like an enemy with a face like a dog waiting to feed. Now the bottom is ready. All you have to do is take a loose year to drown. Let them dream and give them true despair at the end. Furthermore, this prevented Helga's words from reaching Vlad's ears. Words without conclusive evidence do not reach a man who has fallen into a sea of desire. Rather, the word would even possibly kill Helga.

(I'm not that stupid. I'll have you guys dance a little more, not for the groove rats and their masters.)

Controlling Helga's movements as she stands outside the door listening, William's position now becomes a rock again. Rather a scaffold that has become stronger than before. The value of Bernbach's use was created anew and the necessary situation could also be formed. William got a lot tonight when he finished. Moved to get a lot. It is the will not to do so.

"I just want to respect Victoria's heart, too. If she leaves me, I won't pull it off. Of course that's only for her will though. Even in that case, we will continue this story. If you feel like you need a connection, you can have it at Ernesta."

"Um, you're still a good young man. He also thinks about his wife properly. Just the ideal son-in-law. In case Victoria doesn't reject you, I'll give you Ernesta. No, it's a good day. I feel so good."

Vlad sits in a chair with a throat. Take one deep breath there. On the surface Vlad restores calm. And William was also invited by hand to sit down.

See that William sat down. Vlad pours the grape liquor into the glass. I guess it's pretty good stuff. But a slightly scented smell. of blood, incense. William felt it in an instant. This is a kind of Vlad vice, a blend of fine wine and fresh blood.

Understanding what William noticed, Vlad grins.

"When did you find out about my hobby?

Vlad's tried eyes. We're trying to be a little bit more superior with all that ugliness. William seems to laugh bitterly at the funny.

"It's just a matter of meeting the Count. Let me be the one to look into the Count."

"Well, so, you don't like hobbies like this?

"No, I was also comfortable in the nature of strength stepping on weakness… I think the Count's feelings can be shared"

Vlad smiled at the garlic.

"That's fine. Let me behave sooner or later. What, this is noble favorite again?"

"Professor then, Father-in-law."

"Of course, my son."

Both drink up a glass on top of each other.

Against the delightful Vlad is also William with a smile. But Vlad doesn't know. Despair of the outburst of anger that would fall asleep under the mask of that smile. But William pushes it all the way in. I'm hiding, until I get my revenge.

Abyss of despair. To the place where the white beast was born, it is a lower preparation for dragging in.

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William left Vlad's private residence and went back to his mansion to get dressed.

And there, naturally...

Welcome home, William.

There was a Victorian figure greeting him with a sunflower-like smile. Just being there makes the place gorgeous, just one voice but it's all coming into my realm. William had pushed it away in his heart and resisted with a strong will to see if it was something he was trying to get into.

"Again, can you do it here?

Victoria looks anxious. Always bright Victoria, but its heart is never tough. Hurt by the crowd, and brittle by the crowd. It excites me to stand in front of William. I see, loving is quite a difficult path.

So William...

"No."

"Huh!?

I smiled and rejected that. Victoria. I heard Victoria had a winning chance as a result of a glitch. Somehow, it's a shame to get on with it, so I'll just go in from rejection.

"Yes, I don't want to! I'm here!

"This is my house? I think I have the discretion to do anything."

"Terrible, terrible. William's mean! Victoria will definitely sit down!

Well, William wouldn't be interested if he was going to leave at this point. Somehow she gives her life to one of her sisters. Family affection and the love of men and women may be different again, but neither does William think of the person who breaks it to a slightly colder degree.

But I have to give this woman one statement of determination. As an obstacle to William Lewis, he stands as, in a sense, the worst enemy.

William looked Victoria in the eye from the front. Still peeking in the back of those eyes.

"I don't like you. I hate you so much that I can't be 'indifferent'"

The look on Victoria's face

"You can leave whenever you run out of love. The Count has a good story to tell. Even for me, that's what I like best."

What a distortion. Tears fall from scratch. Wow, such a delightful cry. He told me he didn't like it. He told me he couldn't stay indifferent anymore. That's enough for Victoria. It is too much of a reward.

"I'm never leaving. Absolutely, why, I like you."

The certainty becomes even stronger.

"An idiot. I don't know if I regret it."

That's what I say, William, passing next to Victoria. Victoria will undo her worn cape. As was customary a while ago, but the distance between the two had changed. No one knows if you've moved on or retreated.

Thank you for your inconvenience.

William's eyebrows peel at the remark, which was a little dowry.

"... don't get on with it"

William's decopin burst. "Ugh," he says, ignoring Victoria, who falls. William walks alone in search of a change of clothes. Victoria chasing because of that back. William had a grumpy face, Victoria had a full smile...

This relationship is unlikely to change for the moment.

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William's eyes opened wide to surprise when Favela showed up with a man. I would have tortured him to pull out a lot of information, his complexion is earthy and his health looks terribly bad. Years have passed and the shadow was faint at the time.

But still, William hadn't forgotten the man's face.

"Hehe, hehe, William's husband ah. I know it was Vlad who cut me loose, but I've always wanted to follow someone as good as my husband."

The shackled man looks at William with a frightening eye. It's like a dog waiting to be fed. This is an ugly story because one middle-aged person is doing this, not a playanimal.

"This guy tried to betray Vlad to get into the Marquis of Jürgen von Fruer.... What's wrong, William? Something's wrong with my complexion."

Favela looks worried about William. I don't have a worried face or a worried voice, but I figured it out for William and Kyle, who are holding back.

"No, it's not a big deal. Right, Marquis Jurgen? We talked a little bit about it at the birthday party... and Vlad and I were friends."

"That's it. The Marquis Jurgen is close to Vlad and Old Knowledge, but he's been looking down there the whole time. But Vlad recently got along, and what a day the Grand Duke asked me to marry him. Jürgen couldn't seem to keep his mouth shut either. So you called scumbags like me, huh?"

The man who broke in. I suppose you think this is where the battle is. I'm trying to get into William somehow. To the hilariousness of its appearance, William spilled a laugh. Take that for the better. The man laughs "hehe" again.

"I see. Then it's not relevant to the last time, is it? Compared to the last assassination in the first place, the weakness of the head was somewhat exposed. It's not good. The timing, the way to do it."

William confirms the facts and attaches them to the facts. It would be convenient if it had nothing to do with the previous time. In the end, neither the assassination guild nor the client that lies ahead have yet done so. I mean, I'm waiting exactly for the carving limit. I don't know what kind of explanation Nyx or White Dragon gave, but my client is going to be quite out of his mind, thinking things over a long term horizon, and hating Vlad quite a bit.

I recognised William as a rather troublesome opponent, although not aware of the current situation. Out of the question as regards Jürgen. Suddenly and instantly, the person you rely on is also this man.

"Okay. Thank you. By the way, I'd like to buy you up competent, but how much was it bought by the Marquis?

"Oh, silver coins, no, one gold coin, sir."

He is a real fool around here to flourish. But William took a piece of gold out of his pocket with a smile.

"From today on, you are my man. Like?"

A man who receives gold coins and gets to the top.

"Sure. Come on! I'll devote my life to my husband."

"Right. That's good. Then die."

The man's face is distorted. A crying face.

"Heh, what? Hey, why? No, I did betray Vlad. But from now on, I'm trying to change my mind and serve my husband. I'll do anything!

Despite being shackled, the man began to mop William's shoes as soon as he could on the ground. Kyle and Favela turn away when they see the dirt coming out of their hands. Only William looked down at it with cold eyes.

"I don't care to die for betraying Vlad. Because I'm gonna kill him, too. Less than a year."

The man's tongue stops. "Oh, my God," the man exclaimed, looking up at the appearance floating around him and capturing the emotion that the appearance meant.

"Hey, why do you think I'm gonna kill Vlad? You know the end of the story."

The man tries his best to keep his grin in shape.

"V, have you been deprived of someone important because of Vlad's vices? But, sir, I'm not bad! That's what he ordered! You couldn't say no to a civilian like me! You know, my husband, that's why I offered you, you know, someone important."

At that moment, Kyle, shaped like a ghost, grabbed the man's hair and slapped his fist into his belly. I don't mean it. But the blow of the gladiator king exceeded the man's tolerance easily.

"Stop it, Kyle. Favela, put the knife in your hand."

Kyle throws down a man in the shape of anger, and the man strikes around scattering a cloud on the ground.

"You're absolutely right. I had a chance to stop. It's my fault I missed that. I'm not going to rub that on you or Vlad. That's where the trigger came from, but now you kill him at work. It's not like I'm gonna kill you because I'm involved."

William smiles with a grin. And the man was caught smiling and grinning.

"Killing you is another reason."

He laughed without realizing William's presence. With his own hands bouncing and the weight of his shackles all on one hand, the man finally realized.

"Oh, hey, my hand, my hand is aaaaaaa!

Hearing the man scream, William sows the blood on his sword.

"You've given me a golden word. He kicked my precious lady in the face when he said I wasn't human. You taught me."

William's face is distorted. The laughter of 'Al', not William, brings back memories of the first period colored by despair.

"Slaves are less than cows and horses. Inhuman. I was grateful, that's when I learned the world. I was able to find out what I was supposed to be and how I was supposed to be in this country."

The man remembers and wars of what was asleep in the abyss of memory.

"Oh, you, the kid from that time, huh?!?

A dark-haired boy who wasn't even in the corner of a man's memory. I was feeling creepy about the eyes staring at the man and the roar I heard afterwards, but I wasn't even at the edge of my thoughts about changing my name and being made up in this country, etc.

"Long time no see, you nameless loser! It was so funny that you were playing with my shoes. [M] I seem inhuman to you. What the hell are you doing with those shoes? What kind of creature is an elephant in this world, less than a human being?"

Al, let's go. The urge of beginnings fills the body.

"When I became king, when I took control of the world, that's the death of this world, the end of the human world! Every human being you say is doomed!

William can roar. Imagine the world after you have stood at the top of everything. Everything snaps at me, everything worships and serves me. Imagine that hilarious hell and immerse yourself in joy. In search of a view that kicked everything in the leg...

"I have me now because of you. Now it's a small thing that's not enough to take, but it still doesn't turn into a trigger. I'll give you a chance. I took my shackles off. You're free."

William whispers in his ear. Listen to that. No. The man who immediately gets up and runs away. It is a movement that makes you feel alive. Poor beast ruled by irrational, just an instinct to survive.

"Come on, come on. Run. Run. You're free!

The man heads to the entrance where he came himself. There is only one door to the training ground. Walk all the way there. Faster than anyone, no one can catch up to me.

"But the environment binds human freedom. That makes sense again."

Favela had not fully healed her injuries, but she was no faster and inferior to the average person there. Stand in front of the door and intimidate the man.

"Out of the way, woman!

Favera stuck a knife at the frenzied man. A moment of early work, a knife can accompany the man's neck. A man whose blood draws away and retreats as soon as possible.

"This is what you did to him. Accept it, that's what you do."

The retreat was preceded by Kyle. Kyle grabbed the man's head and threw it away from the door. The landing site is at William's feet. Kyle takes his gaze off it.

"Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey"

A man who falls at William's feet and rubs his head to the ground many times. There's a lot of blood coming out of my forehead, but I don't even care.

"That's a difficult consultation. I bought you for money. I mean, it's your owner. You told me a long time ago that you bought whatever you wanted. I was deeply impressed by the words. So I decided to kill him."

William also cut off the shackled arm with his sword.

"Cause and effect don't go around. To be honest, I've forgotten you so far. I didn't forget, but I didn't even think about looking. That's how I die now."

"This, I don't need this kind of money! I'll give it back, I'll give it back, forgive me!

"You can forgive me if you can give it back to me."

A man without a hand despairs of his situation. He also looked like a potato worm as he twisted his body diligently to remove the gold coins in his chest pocket.

"Next leg. Next, let's nose. Little by little, little by little, I'll break it for you. I don't even know my name. It's my property."

Neither Kyle nor Favela are willing to stop at any cost. They are common sense people, but a distortion of a world that has so far corrupted one of the culprits, the gentle Al, who took away his best friend for them. Helping it is not possible.

"No. Ahhh!

Life of a single gold coin. It was too much for this man. Still, it was the man himself who determined the value. I must say that this man, who sold his life cheaply, was also as foolish as Al and the other avengers. The end of the fool is often determined.