Tower of Karma

The battle, which began in a form similar to each other, immediately changes into another. Elvira erected a fortress of iron walls by consolidating his surroundings into bees from the state where he had brought the king to his left edge. William is a sparse impression of what he is, by contrast, tied to. I purposefully move the king, who was leaning towards the left end, just like Elvira, and at first glance I get the impression that there are gaps.

"Corner, how did you collapse when you had a strong shield?

Even Carl, who began to be whispered in the alley with the famous fighter of the war, stood around twisting his neck. Obviously, it's Elvira who's tough. So, William set himself up wide and high, but for that reason, the enemy is almost in agreement. There is little difference in preparing for the attack.

"I guess you don't move unintentionally. Still..."

Elvira smiles. We see nothing in not moving forward because we are new to each other, new,. She easily stepped into the open land. There's nothing to be afraid of, as you say. There was no precipitation in his hand.

"There's no reason for me to be timid."

A hand of strength. A crack enters William's shield. Elvira, who stuck the spear in first, puts pressure from the top of the gun without worrying about some pawn damage or anything. I'll crush you like this, those hands speak clearly of her will.

"That's harsh."

Lydiane also has plenty of tongue-wrapping offense. Her temper is rough and victorious than you can imagine from Elvira's appearance. It showed in battle that it was the blood of that monster.

"Saya..."

"The White Knights are also elaborate."

Daltanian and the other, he looked like a snake-like man. Thinly tied, it reduces the opponent's attack legs while interlocking, and moves loosely and seriously to strangle them.

"But..."

"Naturally, in the calculations."

Elvira's attack is uninterrupted. Her spear that is successfully outdone but still twitches and erodes like a flame. I knew there was something. I also understand that it is a formation that protects in tandem. She stepped in because she still had a chance.

"Tough hands"

"Just kidding. From here."

Plus Elvira steps in. Attack enough to run scared.

"Too much stepping in."

Another masked man on this occasion, the Apollonian knight Medraut, spilled. Whoever sees it is only a pawn loss. One hand. A development that would make it easier if you were a king. I'm just asking you to take it. I'll take it if it's normal. It's a painful phase, so you can't miss the other guy's mistake.

…………

For the first time here, William's hand stops. Everyone's hands stopped here, even though it was so easy to understand why. A pawn that makes me want to take it by clapping hands.

"Nothing is higher than free. Don't worry about it."

Gaius doesn't see the sincerity of this hand. But my instinct was working that it was dangerous to take it. In the first place...

"You should have turned off the smell a little more."

"... ugh!?

It is not on the royal road to take the hand offered.

The king escapes without taking a pawn. They rushed in the wrong direction without taking away the power they would have gained in the corner. But Elvira stops her hand where it is.

No, I had to stop it.

"If I had taken it hard, I would have been crushed. Your offense is strong and your reading is sharp. Turn down your hindsight worries with the protection of the iron wall and pour everything into the offense. spears and shields for it."

"... you would be the same."

"Only the initial formation, yeah. The only thing I don't like about this play called Strachez is that if I were to mention it, I could make an initial formation. This makes the play very easy to understand. Because you can see clearly what you're after. I want to attack, I want to protect, at that point, I'll know."

William, let's go. At the time it came to the same shape, William abandoned his first will. He threw away his shield to receive the spear and chose the path to rush it up, even as he shredded the spear.

"Just as Lydiane's faults lie in beauty, your faults lie in their straightness. Surely your offense was harsh. I don't have the hair confidence to take it off. I don't know what to do."

William raises the king even more. He struck out the spear and slid the king into an empty hole. Round naked king, now its performance is one of the best of the pawns. When you don't see it as a goal, and consider it a single force, the king's presence becomes troublesome against the enemy.

"You can put it away. There is no need to fight. We're spearing each other out. If we're gonna make the most of that space, here's what I'm gonna do. You also tried to make the king take the pawn and blame the gap you were born on the flank for the tank you exchanged for the empty space... but it was too straight"

Elvira punches in a pawn if he doesn't take the king, but when he cuts out the spear, he puts up a wall of offensive unity because William also earned considerable possession of the pawn. The hand of two birds with one stone, which prevents the opponent's pawn by the king's hand, while also allowing him to stare at the enemy formation.

"I still have an iron wall enclosure. I was wondering if it was too soon to win."

"You know that, don't you?

…………

"I don't attack from here, I don't protect, I just get attitude, I win," he said.

William pawns carefully. Mindful of the king's back, look from the bottom edge and the attacker's side at the right edge. Throw your strength there, deflect your spears, and gain an offensive posture.

There were only a limited number of pawns that could be flipped back, and there were few hands left on Elvira, who manipulated the offense. Harsh attacks lose everything when interrupted. I pierced it ready, but in the end the king let him escape without being captured. At that point...

"If the triumph of thin ice is the hero's, then this is a whisper, how the king wins,"

Elvira's defeat was certain.

In William's hand, luxury has a battle force and a formidable formation, with little in the hands of the opposing Elvira. There was no more art of becoming her than not being able to strike effective hands on offense or protection.

"... a different way to win from your battle with me, huh? You're a man of all things."

The path she took to win disappeared completely, leaving a strong fortress intact.

"... there isn't."

Elvira leans down to repentance. If you had taken that hand, you would never have let the king escape. That bait was too blatant, but the man stopped his hand there and thought calmly. I let it. You could have done better. It's the trick to eat up that bait well.

I painted the name of Campeador with mud.

"Thank you"

William cleaned up gently, but there was sweat on his back. It was never an easy opponent. Not so intellectually, there was a difference in understanding of this play. What was there was experience, only a slight difference in years, and the difference in real life experience spotted the smell over there and called for victory. But if you give it back, if it was done so well that you couldn't sniff it out, there's a chance you didn't notice. And I was definitely packed.

(Is this Campeador? Damn, the Seven Kingdoms are talented everywhere)

Victory grabbed by the merits of the year. I mean, you know...

(Now I'm probably no better than the one behind this guy)

That if they buried it, if they watered it instead of burying it, there would be no winnable element. In view of her age and experience in action, I guess she has been considerably planted. The teacher behind it combines considerable experience and knowledge.

William was at war. to her and the beings behind her. This isn't just Estado. Every country has hidden balls. Will we be able to keep winning ahead of us? Asking himself, William still arrived at one conclusion.

(Again, I can't do it alone. Unreachable)

Knowing his own limitations, but therefore, knowing himself to be outrageous, he again concludes that he cannot.

Fucking laughed that 'prepping' for it wasn't wrong...