Tower of Karma

At once the battlefield spread from the front of the browstat to the bridge across the city to the rear. It's a little far considering the legs of a black mercenary regiment, but upstream of the Roulya River, mountainous areas would also be in view. Even as Wolfe fought a local battle in his favor, William immediately withdrew to Browstat and stopped even turning to take it like he had until yesterday.

Then transferring the aim to the bridge was too early, as opposed to turning and shooting the browstat too fast to poke and intercept the browstat. It didn't overshadow the advantages of how Wolfe's soldiers, though fast, were the same people and didn't have horse legs, browstats.

"I mean, it's the only way to attack a wide area. I'm going to break it down."

Wolfe dispersed his troops to all targets except Browstat. More than having a browstat, you can only attack bridges, you can only attack the woods. You can grab the back. It worked that William had hit bridges and mountains with fabric stones earlier. There is no base to take away in an instant. Then the battlefield will be wide open to eliminate the strengths of the interdiction while taking care of the back.

It is a development as William intended.

"Back off, Sancho!

Wolf overwhelms his enemies. They are eating the sacrifices offered before Wolfe. They are weak soldiers. Their gear was too weak to deal with a crossbow and a long spear, a troublesome formation but a man named Wolf.

"No, you're killing me well."

Weak soldiers are appreciated and time is being bought. The significance of that time is even more enlarged than it has become in the wider area. And beyond that time is William's command, the tactic of creativity.

If we deviate from the range of sensibilities, Wolf's army will weaken at once. Of course the black mercenary regiment works well. "Red" is also originally sharp, and strong is strong. But the soldiers they were pulling...

"Sides, guhhhhhhhh!?

Ravaged.

This difference is between William and Wolf. Their differences had given Wolfe a narrow battle, William a wide battle, an advantage against the poles.

"Slowly enough to afford it, you know"

Wolf shook off his bloodwet sword and set his next goal. The wide battlefield will be in William's favor. But we can't do it on a narrower battlefield now, and Wolfe isn't stupid enough to chase the advantage out of his hands.

"Plus, we're gonna toss it!

Further acceleration. Perform optimal combat at the fastest possible speed. It's hard to make your influence, even if you want to extend the scope of the war. I'm not the one who can try unfamiliar things. That was so unpleasant in the previous chase. Then it's your strengths that should be stretched.

"Stop, White Knight, if you stick around... you're gonna die?

Blood breezes around Wolfe. Rushing Wolf, no one can stop you. Too fast, too strong, the Black Wolf illusions that he is invincible. The illusion drives the sense of distance crazy, from making mistakes to releasing arrows, to things that are too late to make it, to things that are too quick to move.

In Wolfe's eyes was only a white knight, whose neck was shown.

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In William's eyes are objective advantages and irrational disadvantages. A large number of them were consolidating at an advantage. No matter how Wolfe struggles, it should be stronger to have a quick and diverse technique of communicating information on a wide battlefield. However, the current situation has been retained with some advantages.

(Not good. Differences of this magnitude may, on the contrary, stimulate the target. If you win, you have to create a little more advantage and crush the opponent's will... well, I guess you won't let me do that)

William had a dry grin. This advantage would further increase the Black Wolf. The overall advantage could be maintained. But if he showed a local victory in front of himself, it would be his neck to dance.

(I still hate him, you are. You never make it easier for me)

William, while overlapping instructions, has not lifted his guard against Wolfe. Strong man pulled by Wolf to accelerate. Spills and things out of range can be easily crushed, but the monsters that are catching up are troublesome.

Measures are multiplied. Monster because he still eats and breaks it.

"William... are you laughing?

Carl, who was supposed to be watching the battlefield next door, was watching William. The expression that comes to mind everywhere is confusing. Though an advantage, Carl also knows that this battlefield is not a glimmer. Wolff's monster plenty already tasted to death.

Take care of that, and laugh. Are you confused about that?

"Were you laughing? I guess it's my fault. Focus more than that. Winning or losing will change depending on your completion. He's not the one who can win by letting a pawn named me play."

Carl looks at the whole battlefield with a hack. Look, look, see. Place the meat wall assuming Wolf's movement. Defeat others in the time earned from their deaths. There were plenty of rules. Carl doesn't remember things better. So William told me to have more time to learn first. For a clumsy person to beat a clever person, there is nothing more than more attempts.

Steady, step by step, Carl understands the battlefield.

(Now that I'm free, I wonder if I can stop him now)

The more that William sounded weak, the Wolfe finish was so close to perfection. It's the brilliance of a giant star.

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Beautiful cathedral, where the Virgin watched the back of the man praying. It is on its back that she always watched. The hero king's back was protecting her both then, when she was about to lose everything, and then, when another country came in with a party of prisoners. That's just a little bit of it - it hurts.

"Hey Welkin, are those kids gonna be okay?

Hero King, Welkingetrics stood up and turned to the Virgin.

"Hmm, if the aim is Arcadia, you won't have to worry. Rather, it should feed on further leaps. It's eating well, to the speed of the world."

"You're in a hurry to live. I wonder if that was a bad name."

"If you hurry, they'll just leave you. I can't deny it's a bad name. That is the name of the hero among the heroes, the brave man who cut off the mightiest demon king, whose lineage proves it. And if you're a | eater (gunk), you're a fool. Well, it's pointless in people's times. Just like Elle."

Welkingetrics and the Virgin had a laugh. Neither of us had children. One was not allowed to fornicate because of his role, and one knew it and did not make a child for life. Maybe that thought gave him a name. It's selfish talk, but it's also true that I saw a child in his appearance.

"He's a genius. You should be stronger in the end than I am. His flesh is close to 'the man'. If we get to the limit, no one can stop him."

I had meat nourishment. The senses are also outstanding. And there he gave his preferred reason to come from the experience and sensibility of Welkingetrics. As an individual talent, there is no better reason than the rest of us. Neither the genius Apollonia nor the genius Rheinberga can beat the Wolf who has reached the extreme. There is a difference in meat, absolutely anything born and held.

"With the same conditions, the difference may be on the other hand open. Except he is wiser than any man, and has greater ambition than any man. Depending on where you're headed, the difference might just open up. I wonder if you're a person or a hero or if you're going to win."

Welkingetrics understood the two of us correctly. One is a genius, the other is a king, and both are loving, and both have a deep business.

"The loving one wins. It always has been."

The Virgin smiles sarcastically. Only through Welkingetrics does the Virgin know him. But I'm sure he looks a little like himself. That's why I feel sorry for you.

"In this world without love?

"Loving is the reason why there is constant strife in people's worlds. As long as there is love, the dispute will not disappear from the world. And if you lose love, people cease to be people."

"So there is no more dispute, is there? I wonder why the deceased can't be satisfied with just one person."

"An uninterrupted love for one of them creates infinite obsession, infinite happiness and infinite loss. That's the root of the dispute, people can't get away with it | something called karma"

The Virgin knew the world. The world is filled with grief. It's definitely more than happiness. That's why happiness shines. And anyone who loses that unattainable light falls. Depending on its fallen destination, fate is determined.

I am sure that his chosen path will be more greedy than anyone else, more noble than anyone else, tougher than anyone, and more gentle than anyone else.

"An inescapable business, huh? I see. Are we all fools? And it was the king and the hero who came to the extreme of that foolishness, oh, not bad."

Welkingetrics smiled quietly. I know so much about my stupidity and ridicule as I don't like it. The same would be true of the others. The more you can forgive yourself, or not, compromise, pierce, or fool, the more foolish you go.

Welkingetrics returned a quiet acne. The Virgin smiles again, too.

"Now, where are you going?"

Welkingetrics outfit was not the usual outfit. He is the figure for battle, the figure of a true hero king, wrapped in armor.

"Haha, two old men floating in the heat of a fool, just a little hot and cold"

"Oh, that's tough. Take care and go."

"Oh, I'll be home in a little while. I'm only used to shoulders."

That's what I said. Look at Welkingetrics' back. The Virgin laughs. If you look at his back, you'll know what you're thinking, so you can take his hand. He pretends to be calm, but I sincerely look forward to fighting the other. The desire I have hidden from Wang Yu, the desire for a struggle.

(Have fun, just for a moment, forget about the smudges -)

The extreme of stupidity, the hero king moves out.

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Apollonia has been looking to the East for the past few days. There's so much heat colliding that it's about to burst. But it's not yet complete. I have shackles on one of them. One side is too strong in the first place. Apollonia asks herself. I wonder if I can beat this strong one.

"I'm ready, everyone's waiting for you."

Seeing Medraut, who took the mask, Apollonia felt like she was looking in the mirror. If I was not a burning redhead conceded by my mother, but a red crossed blonde similar to my father, I'm sure I wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

"Um, I'll be right there. We're in a hurry. Before the world leaves you."

Apollonia was in a hurry. I have no doubt that I am a masterpiece. But there are three creatures in the same generation with separate talents. It is Wolfe who shows strength in the palpable form of Apollonia. And Rudolph is also a monster, a man with much more luck than himself again. All the miracles shown at the end of Ulterior's venue will only be done by him, albeit world-wide.

The last one, he's the only one who doesn't know. I'm afraid I don't know. I don't know, so I get interested. Above all, it's kind of a heartbeat. Something as big as a chest beep.

"Apparently, there is also a flow of attempts to force wind direction to twist and bend. Old men's scratches."

Apollonia grabbed the air that was starting to interfere with each other's gravity, with huge things about to collide just above them. This is also one of the hurry factors. Because I still don't have the power to beat this gravity.

"You're gonna be strong, Medraut. So much so that this land of Laurencia shook up."

"Naturally. Otherwise, there's no point in coming out of Garnia."

Medraut bowing his head to Apollonia. "Uhm," Nodded Apollonia, temporarily taking his eyes off the East. I have to grow myself. Such a rush was the first time for Apollonia, who was better than anyone else than a child, and was very sweet.

"Dominate! First of all, Garias, my knight."

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Apollonia also moves again.

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This battle is an opportunity and the world is swallowed by a vortex of chaos. The two stars were bumping into each other just because it didn't matter. A shining new star in the land of Laurencia. Brushed fangs collide when you don't try a giant star.

"... not good. The whole thing is still advantageous. But Wolfe can't stop."

Stoppings don't make sense. For Arcadia, who does not have a pawn that can counteract Wolf, the current measures are undoubtedly the optimal solution. Eat it, eat it, eat it, vandalize the field, and make up for the loss of the whole thing with your own personal martial arts.

Already for a week, it should be time for Wolf to have mastered the entire battlefield. Then lean from here at once. I'm crushing my foot and crushing this Keyman, and I've got all the circumstances that make that possible.

Crossbow accuracy, range, refill speed, ease of handling, on the other hand, performance is painted. Wolfe grabbed the weapon's clearance completely. No mortal arrow reaches Wolfe now that his sensibilities are extreme. Wolf won't be in position to reach me.

William's gear goes crazy. The precise and sophisticated army was about to collapse by Wolfe alone. Of course there is the struggle of the black mercenaries and the 'red'. But many of them are sealed with this shruvia, Hilda, and Gilberto. Only Wolf has not sealed it, and only the black wolf, the king of the flock, cannot seal it.

(I'm buying Carl's depth of learning and letting him learn next door, but what I need now is speed. Assuming it collapses faster than the calculations... we won't make it. You want Lydiane to handle this? She wouldn't need time to figure out all the rules. I may have already memorized the whole thing)

Urgently put Lydiane on her head and stop herself from Wolfe. The only way to stop that monster on this battlefield is by that means anymore. But if you choose to do so, the whole thing will probably disintegrate. Lydiane is quick to memorize every decision. Hold on to the gist. You'll do well. But...

(There are various obstacles, such as the difference between Galias and Arcadia soldiers and the rebellion that new recruits from other countries stand on their heads. place as getting through it with her talent, but still not enough for her)

William thinks of things that Carl holds and Lydiane doesn't. Putting Lydiane on her head at that point was out of the question. Lydiane will memorize it well and thoroughly, as a matter of principle, if only the knowledge above. But the contents you really need are mostly empty. That's not enough to leave this battlefield to sharpen the comma.

"William, it's time to get out, right?

A voice rises from next door to the lid. William turned his gaze to Carl.

Look at the light in Carl's eyes.

"... can you do it?

William asks. A pawn called a hero who needs to win in order not to make this battle any worse. William has to move to confront a hero named Wolfe. You need to change your mind to do that.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I've learned everything from every decision, and I think if we overlap the experience to this day with the previous experience, we can do it without any problems with William's imitation."

And all that's possible is that William taught William to form a backbone, a curl that uses the same thought as its source. In Lydiane, it becomes an imitation of just the upper side. Wolfe is not the one to delude just on the upper side.

"Did you really have every decision in mind?

"I wasn't a good student. I didn't even do my best. But not now."

William's army won't function completely unless you imitate it, including the contents. The head strain is somewhat less than William takes the lead and controls, but still the head is the most important thing to change.

"I'm not asking you to trust me. But I want you to trust the people who scattered me. I live now to respond to their thoughts."

Do you deserve it?

"Okay. I'll leave you to it. I'll deal with that mountain dog."

I don't even have to argue. William had Carl on his side because he thought he deserved it. Though I didn't expect to get every decision in mind and ready so quickly, Carl has been well finished.

Now we can stop Wolfe from making fast moves.

"Thank you for believing me. William be careful, too, that guy, he's strong after all."

Nightmare swinging behind Carl's brain. Self-armies devastated after intense pursuit. I was crushed to Gilberto and prepared to die once. So many opponents.

"Don't worry. I'll teach the mountain dogs. Fight for the humans."

The Arcadia army switched heads thoughtfully. The overall command is exercised by Carl, who manipulates Yingjie named William. It's necessary, to win.

"Let's go say hello first."

White Knight, out in battle unknown to anyone in the enemy army.

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By the time Wolfe felt uncomfortable, everything was already too late.

"... I don't think you're gonna hit me with your hand."

William and the others, who were born blind spots from where the Wolves were attacking, rushed through a straight line at once to set fire to food and so forth in both the enemy formations. Too soon, the rough business of electric optical stone fires.

"It's not a lot of pain. You can pull as much food from your home country as you want."

"I'm not worried about you. The most angry thing about being watered down by the war."

Wolf was no. The Lord's prayer, which other things will feel. There was momentum. That's why he was born a dead spot. William took advantage of it to show it.

"It's a re-division. Prepare Temeer and the others. The fact that he was coming out made my head feel dizzy. On top of that, the white knight adds. That's what I'm gonna do. Come to war."

William, who has been thoroughly in command until now, moves. Finally, the actors are all set.

Wolf, William, we finally bump into each other directly.