Tower of Karma

This was a known exterior. The things you know are fragmented, and you hand in your knowledge desperately trying to connect them and crawl up. It was a very different way of using your head than you ever thought. A world of all that you know. Moving my head a little bit, I could start answering right away. But there is no such cheap solution in this abyss.

"Gu, no!

A series of thoughts that are likely to be acid depleted. Thoughts fly on the spot if interrupted.

Even if Lydiane manages to pawn at the end of her thoughts, she doesn't have time to rest her head because William won't be able to pawn her hair in time. I guess I'm not even willing to let you rest. Going deeper and deeper. William and I should be tough, and it's supposed to be the same thing that we don't have time to rest our heads on, but it's like we're even enjoying this state of affairs instead of being indulged.

I can't breathe through my thoughts. Rather, it disrupts the field and accelerates the chaos even further. Deeper, deeper into the abyss, there is no known place for this. Even if he finds knowledge and manages to surpass it, he moves further away from it with one hand of its return and falls deeper and deeper into it.

(Why, why are you making such a mess!?)

What a beautiful surface of a plate made up of beautiful and best hands even though a beautiful surface was made because of it. That now turns it into a chaotic, dirty plate surface. Obviously it's William who's worse, rather there's even a verse that's making the war worse.

"That's a boring way to do it. You think this is going to rock me!?

William is unresponsive to Lydiane's words. Floating is an extra grin. Disturb it just to disturb it, and in the end it's too stupid if it's a defeat. Lydiane breaks off when it's a strong grin.

Lydiane moved forward with momentum. In that hand, for the first time, William shows a reaction.

"Absurd your voice... so scared? Ahead."

A hand that Lydiane gently pointed to. Briefly, I took the pawn that William offered. Repeated exchanges several times. But not the same hand for once. Take it, take it, the pawn position is flowing. Especially...

"It's still shallow water, it's here that we go deep."

On this chaotic board.

William's responsive hand. The blow was then, in its natural form, as if breathing, with a blade protruding upon the king of Lydiane, his throat. There are two sword tips. The king and the chariot that is the main force of that country. The king must protect. And the tank was also a point of attack, and a point of defense to support the front line from the rear guard.

"The value of a pawn is not equivalent. No matter how much you cut off the pawn... if you kill the big pawn, you get it. Pick up the opponent's requirements and use them as your own strength. And above all, there floated a pawn that had ever been guarded by the chariot. floated."

Daltanian measures the depth of the plate surface, and the depth of the man who produced it. The result of offering a small pawn to attack and hasten it is on this board. Your daughter and her enemy allies are disturbed. but if you look closely, William had each pawn string on him and barely floated, whereas Lydiane's had quite a pawn floating with the need crushed.

"It's not linked. Therefore the attack is monotonous, the protection is fragile"

Lydiane is the one with many pawns. It may still be Lydiane who has the advantage. Still, it was no longer a dramatic difference until earlier. The advantage gained in the initial formation can no longer be considered to have diminished indefinitely.

"It's a long way from here."

Lydiane turns to protect the pawn once she regains her position. William retrieved the carefully floated pawn. Now the formation is close to five minutes.

The midterm game at General Chess is pretty early today. There are many offensive formations, and it is rare to skip the middle battle and end the battle. In such an environment would there have been such a dense and manipulative mid-battle? One-on-one defense. Sharpen your opponent, sharpen yourself, and soak yourself in the unresolved sea.

deeper, to the far abyss.

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It was Gaius, the 'King of Innovation', who emerged from the way to stare at its face more than anyone else. Stand ahead of everyone, widen your eyes wide, and widen your nostrils so you don't miss the smell of the battlefield. Roll incense in your nose and taste it loose. the finesse of this' battle '. the size of the person the man paid the most attention to.

"Still diving. Deep nostalgia everywhere, knighthood, not so much the pattern."

Some don't realize Gaius showed up. So much this battle was nailing everyone's gaze. Opposite Gaius is Welkingetrics, while Apollonia enjoys the atmosphere, not the plate, away.

"... Phew, Phew"

Lydiane had a blue face through the white. Something like a beard floats underneath my eyes. It's just one station, not so long in time. Still, the more you drain to this point, the deeper and stronger and farther your opponent is.

"Except for the power already... have you reached,"

Welkingetrics also roars. Even if you're not familiar with this play, you can tell by seeing Lydiane cut back the hand she let go with a close thought, without any time for a moment. Different strengths. Ahead of knowledge, real local power is different.

At the end of the middle of the war, the plate was completely tilted. Bouncing the disadvantage of the initial formation, crushing all the opponent's measures, the faction of 'White Knight' William is devouring the opponent. The opposing Lydiane is never a bad attitude either, but it was not an interlocking attitude with which the attack would take place. I'm not so scared. Even if the number of pawns is higher, there is no scary attack.

"I don't hate your atmosphere. Book du, palace of knowledge, magnificent. Good for you. I collected so much younger. Just for one thing, you're not like every other hundred."

William opened his mouth when he saw Lydiane's pointed hand. Lydiane distorts her face when she hears that. A man who hadn't opened his mouth much earlier finally opened it.

"I want you to fight, to live, to connect and develop that knowledge. Now you're nothing but a vessel that just encloses knowledge, just like a library."

William takes the pawn on the board. It is the pawn of the knight, an anomalous and useful main force for both defense and attack. Throw it inside the opponent's formation. The first hand marked the end of the middle battle. One hand at a time to the end, and one hand to the end.

Wolfe and others shuddered at the cleavage of intent to kill that one hand possessed.

"Because I expect you to, because I find you an interesting raw stone, let's crush you by the time your skin is complete. I can't complain... so it's the Daltanian Stradiot."

The reason why William chose the method of warfare emerges. And again, the difference in the power that emerges. There is no longer any doubt. It's just a play, but this fight wasn't a play. While the size of what we are betting on also increases, we are in each other's leading positions in the country, and we are not in a good position to lose easily. And the difference is...

"What, you think you won!?

Lydiane pawned to slap him. A hand that greatly reinforces Lydiane's formation. We're not going to attack here, and we're going to win with one hand of return. What's around you raises an exclamation. Lydiane's main force, whose impressions changed with one hand, could not even be described as stubborn, but it did not look soft enough to crush it off with its present hand.

"Not yet, not yet. We're going deeper. Now it's your turn to sink."

Sticking to Lydiane's face is a challenging grin. I dived so deeply and had my first experience in my life. Still, to say that it is one person or another who can do this look.

"I see, I see. Still shallow water, though. You'll notice if you get to the abyss a little more."

William advances the pawn. From here it is a brawl, a strained attack. William will attack and crush, or Lydiane will overrun and go into a cut back fight, one in two.

"That, Wolff, where are you going? We haven't got a fight yet, have we?

"If you think so, you should see it. It just looks like I'm scratching a corpse."

Wolff returns to his seat and raises his liquor. The difference in force has not changed. But a great opening had been created in the range and depth that was visible. Now can you tell me with your chest up there, Wolfe got the look of a bitter bug chewed up.

"Baylin, grab a meal. I'm not going to stop this hunger."

"Ha, I'll bring it to you right now"

Apollonia spilled unconsciously. Wipe who. How many people on this occasion have noticed the horrible cleavage, that instant intent to kill? It's not just one hand. Closely, a formation stacked in concealment of intent to kill to avoid being distracted by the opponent. It just looked like I scratched my neck with one hand from there. There was never a victory or defeat at the time I showed intent to kill.

"Is this the Battle of the White Knight? Surprised to see you here. There's nothing you can do about it at first sight."

Galerius of Aquitania exhaled "ugh". I'm not a line-up contender just to wrap the smell of the battlefield on the board of the game I'm playing. And that one hand hits the decision. This man is still unknown.

"Good luck, Liddy. But they were too bad."

The Daltanians look up to heaven. Probably only the Daltanians could read what I saw on the board. It would be a subtle place in Elvira. But for those who feel war in the atmosphere, the answers are clear. He's already dead. The army on the other hand.

Gaius was unable to retain the tremor of his body.

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What floats in Lydiane's face is a dry grin. I thought I dived deep. I approached William, I thought I overtook him. Know that feeling is a fantasy. That back too far away, that place too deep. Instead of the bottom of the abyss, I couldn't even reach where William was.

Stuffed with ten hands even if you lay your best hands from here. I couldn't protect it. I couldn't stand it.

It still looks like William is at a disadvantage. I almost ran out of pawns, overlapped pawn losses, and spat everything out on my last offense. If this interrupts, the more power difference you blow the more you fly. Lydiane has a luxurious line of warfare at her disposal. Let's just...

"Lost, lost"

Words squeezed out by Lydiane. When I hear that, the hedgehog shouts a surprise. There are many who cannot foresee the Ten Hands. And even the foreseeable, if the princess of Garias loses, I can't help but roar. Besides, even before the king sees it...

"When was he dead?

"It's the one hand that made the knight jump in. I felt like I turned my neck down over there."

"Ha, I'm weak. I didn't see it at all"

Lydiane looked up to heaven and curled her hair. I guess remorse is exploding. There is no growth that seems to convince me honestly that I lost here. This remorse is the next thing connected. If there's a battlefield, there's no next.

"Knowledge was twelve minutes, not even me. There was no gap in the beginning, and if you scratched it in the middle, you still wouldn't have created a gap."

"I was trampled that I could win if I pushed and scratched my muscles. You're right. I can't say anything. Different strength. Above all, I was weak. Big harvest."

Lydiane desperately stays calm. I won't let you be any uglier. We have a lot of guests here. If I expose myself to any more weakness, I will scratch Garias' ticket.

"It is also important to be learned in books and on desks, but there is also much to be learned in the field. The battlefield is overflowing with your unknown. Experience. There's no way around this world."

I can even send salt to them. This means that for William, Lydiane didn't deserve to be recognized as an enemy. It was also a factor doubling remorse there, but I can't help but say stupidity. That's all the difference.

Lydiane had to laugh at the difference in power she had hidden. And the trembling self sees his hands. See the man in the mask smiling plainly. The strength of thought, the proof that you're in that abyss and can afford that far is usually in depth. I'm used to thinking in a real way.

"I'll try to catch up with you soon. Knight of Arcadia"

"I'm sorry I couldn't be your knight. Sooner or later, let's meet on the battlefield, Princess of Garias."

Ten Thousand Thunder applause pours on the two who shake hands. It was a good battle, and praise took up a large number of voices. But few of these should be grinning at the inner heart, the big mouth beating princess. Lydiane tells me the weak self is bad.

"It was a good fight! Plenty of brilliant battles for both sides. Daltanian, give Liddy a break. It has considerable wear and tear. But the White Knight sees room. I'll give you some time to talk to the rest of us."

A man sat sarcastically in the seat where the Daltanians set Lydiane aside. Wrinkles engraved on his face speak of a man's age, but his eyes are that of a toddler. He was glittering and youthful. I know at a glance. This man...

"It's an honor to meet you. His Majesty Gaius de Gallias"

"Um, I wanted to see the rest again. William von Lewis"

It is Gaius de Gaglias, king of Gaglias. To be king of the world's largest nation, the only being in the world known as the Great King. The man known as the 'Innovation King' wore an atmosphere that, as the name implies, did not make the times feel. Old and new. He is such a man.

"I didn't know you knew me."

"Huh, strangers are stranger. It is ignorance not to know the present Sir. That's all I've got. But I've been keeping an eye on Sir for a long time. from the time we defeated the 'White Bear' Shrvestel."

In a time when William was not yet captain of a hundred, he had fought the North male, the 'White Bear'. That's when William became somewhat known in the country, winning with all his hands. But that's not enough of a domestic story, a name for another country.

"That was a long time ago. Surprised."

Gaius stared at William as he missed every step of the way. Look William in the eye peeking under the mask.

"Um, I know the battle that follows. Attacks against Black Wolves in the Frandelen Region"

Gaius' eyes move to Wolf. Wolfe was surprised by the fact that the King of Innovation had recognized himself. Even though Wolfe says he is a person in a position that the kings and nobles hate the most.

"That was a really interesting fight. The way we closed the gap between our enemies gave us a hunch about a new era. The black wolf, who hunted down the white knight that far, is also brilliant again. I think that the rest of the battle was the battle that maximized each other's taste. Perhaps that's what they think."

William and Wolfe's gaze dazzled for a moment and immediately turned a blind eye.

"I let him gather as much other information as he could. The arrangements that have led us to start and shape business under the umbrella of the famous Jewel King Taylor in this country are a brilliant word. There is also a lot of seeding ahead. In addition, it is not an exaggeration to say that this mining acquisition took over the hegemony of the business."

It's been checked so far. William was wary of it. This is an exotic country separated from Arcadia. The time lag for information should be huge.

"If you've got Taylor, you can't shake him anymore."

And William found out the depth and breadth of this man, the man who says Gaius. One word Gaius said to his tea eyes was packed with a lot of information. If you go back to the country, you'll find out, but you're probably stating that Laurent is dead. I'm grabbing that before William, the person of the day, finds out. Besides, I understand what that means.

"You didn't tell me why you sat in this seat. Sir, do me a favor."

In a way, three giant stars and other uncomparable monsters were in front of them. The speed at which you get information, the ability to grasp exactly what it means and pop up the answers with tremendous precision. The person's digits are different. Well, that's exactly where the apex was.

"I want Sir for the rest. Come to Gallias, William Lewius"

'Gallo Romanes' swayed at the statement. Arcadia's royalty stood up with his mouth squeaking, even Wolfe and Apollonia jumping their chairs, and Rudolph distorted his face. Lydiane also looks at her grandfather's back in surprise. Lydiane and Gaius weigh differently in the same words.

Everyone was stunned by the words emitted by the top of the world.