Tower of Karma

Market research in the city, where the festival atmosphere began to calm down between morning and noon. From noon onwards, he gives his face to the church and gives classes and assignments. At the same time, he had carefully selected talent to deduce and take the children's personality, qualities. I'm not willing to take them all.

It gives opportunities to things that are particularly hungry and willing to fight in this.

"Your body is flowing easier. The efficient way to use force is to repress and liberate, that gap. Build up more. Cramped at first, good enough to think it's hard to move. Get used to it."

"Oh, wow."

Teach Claude and other children the iroha of battle in the form of a tree stick but also in action. Typology is important, but why is it necessary to do it? To make him realize why, he flew from school to action at once.

To mould with a clear vision, knowing why.

"... repression and liberation, hey. Really, I've been thinking."

It was the Wolf of the Black Wolf who was drinking with Sister Anne at midday. As with William, his choice of leisure time to spare due to the nature of the King's Council was the stalking against William. I don't feel good for those who are attached, but I can't escape the chase of a man by combining wild sense of smell with monstrous physical abilities.

So William gave up and kept out of sight.

"You're strong, too, aren't you?

Sister guesses Wolf as he drinks and spits out purple smoke.

"Oh, you're strong. Probably stronger than him. But I don't feel like I can win right now. I'm stronger than him, but he's got a mess I don't have. I absorb him here at all. It's a conjecture, but that's the quickest."

This is another ball. Sister laughs bitterly. It's a joke, but I guess this is the shortest route for him. When it comes to masterpieces, they go the shortest way possible by taking actions that make ordinary people hesitate to overflow their talents anyway.

He's another masterpiece, too. I don't care about shame or the outside world, I keep observing my rivals throw at each and every one of them to fill the things I lack. We don't do much together at night, but perhaps archaeology and daily training with Apollonia, where he doesn't weigh in. No -

More than that, he instinctively assumed that the place to teach was where his roots clearly emerged, and that all the information needed for him was here.

The wolf's sense of smell was felt. individual training, that it no longer equals leisure time activities for this man and is only elevating the subwebpon.

It's important here and now.

"I've been drinking a lot since daytime, don't you get drunk?

"Hmm? Oh, me, booze eh. You only get drunk when you want to, and not when you should. You can't get drunk no matter how many drinks. Now, that's what silaf means."

His, unique sensibilities. Sister is wary. And at the same time, the other man, he doesn't flaunt the size of that vessel. He is aware. The wolf is absorbing his roots. But he was giving it to me as a wolf at all costs while he was aware.

(Why, hey. You need this, too, gray-haired boy.)

William's sincerity is yet to be known.

"Am I your part, too? White Monkey."

Everything is for the hegemony. Even the growth of the enemy, possibly within his calculations.

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I have to go to market research today. William will try to get Tularn out. The children were being identified, and market research was becoming somewhat covered by the visible portion. There's as much to learn if you look for it, etc., but it's time to think of another approach to produce maximum effect in a short amount of time.

For example...

Rise in front of you. Big fat and challenger recruiting in estard letters, it said. The person at the time is shy of leaning down, but the man who is a witness was majestically eloquent in his patronage. Something brings together the likes of things, and it looks pretty hectic.

"Oh."

A good card that will interest William too.

The fierce battle between Elvira and Lydiane was on the board. Already the battle was well received, with a slight elvira prevailing. Looking at the pawns on the board and on both sides, William conceives. We're going to reverse the death toll by counting the steps we've taken so far.

"Good luck, Liddy!

With Eleonora's backing, Lydiane threw in the blow of her death. Assault aimed at regenerating death. and was a hard hand to blame.

"... that's a shame"

William smiles. This hand is one that she could not point to before. Risky hands jumping into the fire. While it is mainstream as a current competition to steadily overlap pawnshops, widen leads, and win to win, a hand that, if one hand is different, may at once tilt the situation is a bad way.

Still, she pointed. Even though I was afraid of the risk, I got hungry.

"If you were referring to this before the other person's attitude was ready, or"

Risky hands were reaching right next to the king's throat. But it's the difference between heaven and earth that's arrived and not arrived.

"Royal Hand"

"... Gu"

Invincible Hand. We just have to run. Elvira strikes relentlessly. Likewise a risk-free Kingshand streak. There was a strong will to stab a stop even after using up the pawns and pawns under siege. No, if you don't, Lydiane will pack you in. That's what I thought.

"... Damn!

Elvira also believed in the reading and cut it off.

"That was a good battle. But there's only one winner. That's the Campeador of Wisdom."

"Stop praising yourself, Dear Dino. It's a disgrace to the country."

The winner is Elvira. Lydiane, who bites regrettably, looked down. She was drooling. I didn't mean this. Yeah, I guess she thinks. Among the super-Power Garias, the generation will not lose, and the opponent will be about a hundred generals, such as the Daltanians.

Such defeat to Elvira, who is almost the same generation, even if she is slightly older. It would be my first experience. In the last few days she has learned the depth, learned the defeat, and overlapped it again. The confidence that has built up in the country is shattered and no longer retains its original form.

"Come on. Come on. Come on. Take a look. It's the first battle of the century, three battles, a showdown with the prestige of the Seven Kingdoms! Campeador of a woman that one or estard kept hiding. A new, white knight named after Arcadia. Come on, I'm tense. I'm tense!

"Oh boy, don't be silly."

"Way to go, runaway tits. This, too, is what I want to play with. Forgive me!"

A handknife flashed. Poor thing, didn't even give her a gap to become a reaper, and Wolfe's blow turned her down. I play too much and I don't feel comfortable with the money in hand. Then you can increase it, or the two bastards will consign. An abdominal buzz to hustle and hustle and earn as a torso.

"Come on, come on!

"Hey, not a word I'm gonna do."

"Come on, come on!

but William is still restrained by Wolf and forced to sit in a chair. How many times would you have eaten the same hand during this King's Council alone? William looked up to heaven without even wanting to think about it.

"Ha, is that good?

"... of course"

But that's between us. If you look at Elvira, who burns a fighting spirit in front of you, you can see that this battle was difficult to avoid. She would have liked to try again, too. Help yourself. In the sense that she had little experience in action, she was also little different from Lydiane, who was hidden.

If it's going to change...

(To see what happened earlier, the one who taught this guy how to fight, you can do pretty good)

Master's difference. Butterfly. Lydiane, who was planted with flowers and all the beautiful battles, and Elvira, who was knocked into the battlefield close to the actual battle. Even though there were limits in the simulation, William was concerned, including how he had planted it.

(Fair enough. Estard's heretic child was conceived by that monstrous state. Let me take a look at it. Don't disappoint me)

Three battles that suddenly began. This will further enhance the two names.

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The first battle using a popular type of war against each other. The battlefield, bumped into disappointment in the center, flew the middle battle and settled all at once. William lightly gets one ahead of him. The shape that soiled Elvira, who was undefeated so far. The cheer sticks.

(Attack-oriented battle types that are fashionable while avoiding Daltanian Stradiot from each other. At the time of the initial formation, I had a slight advantage. He said he won the short-term showdown as it was. This is simply the difference between war-type choices. Okay, what's next)

The opponent was also aware of the loss at the time of the initial formation, pointing with more honest hands than he thought, and he has honestly lost. On the contrary, I find it disturbing.

(I feel invited to be the best...... it seems silly to read it in depth and fit it in the dotsubo, too,)

William welcomed the second bottle with the Daltanian Stradiot. The type of war to win for sure had already been destroyed by Lydiane, but that was' yet 'just Lydiane's. There's not enough research to mimic it.

Therefore, this type of war is the best now. But...

"Let me take it. Best Kill"

"... turtle shield, I see... that's the estard of tradition"

Elvira won World War II using an early formation roughly of the same type as Suktum Testudo used by Kanukus. William's attackers are mostly held back in front of the shield, leveraged loosely to win or lose.

The difference I felt in my battle with Nyx. It becomes the moment when old and new are replaced and the fashion is switched.

"… there are some things that can be used for old, well, old things"

With a completely different hand from Lydiane, Elvira let him try to attack the best. When this happens, I don't know as soon as I can. It becomes as if I can't see what type of battle William chooses or what Elvira will do.

You just entered the lunch break, Zdodo, and Apollonia are coming. And for some reason, King Gaius was mixed up in it.

"For the sake of my country, let me win"

"I feel the same way, Lady Campeador"

The Third Battle of Destiny. In the early form of the opening of the book, I saw that it was arranged, and everyone who could quite point to it drank a toast. Completely new, and the two were very similar.

We were most surprised by the pattern as if we had shown each other.

"Spear and shield, lay the king's formation on either end, and on the reverse side consolidate the attacker as a spear"

"Whether you just defend it or attack it, you can't win. I wonder if this is a good form to attack while defending, defend while attacking, and win even if you get in the way"

"Oh, the natural key to saying walls, there won't be any hands to not use. I don't know if it represents a cliff behind it or on one side, but there are no more attackers coming from it than you can't get through."

schematics as if the same warriors were facing each other. A structure with shields and spears on each other, spears on each other's shields, and shields in front of the spears.

"It's going to be a tough fight."

"Is that what you want?

"Yeah, that's right"

Glittering fighting instincts behind guillari and glasses. There William sees Campeador. No doubt she was drawing that monster's blood. Violence just replaced intelligence. Using it to fight is no different. She was also a bloodthirsty beast.

(I see. This is my daughter, Elvira Campeador? That Jed is the heretic genius the Ross family trained. Hide is where you grew up and what you raised. Let me show you the power of the heretic and the unbelievable)

Innovation King Gaius also thought this war was a sight to behold. I didn't want to think I was inferior to my grandson, but unfortunately in these two opponents one falls. If it's future, I don't think we're losing. As it stands...

(In this generation, these two are at the top.)

Which genius wins? More galleries.

"Come on, I'm tense. I'm tense! Cry or laugh, it's the last three!

Rudolphs, the torso, was almost collecting wagers with his face.