Tower of Karma

Lydiane was at the extreme of boredom. The incandescent battle has already come a long way out of my territory. What Lydiane now commands is the building of bridges and fortifications. The bridge is nearing completion and the fort is far from complete, but it also takes considerable effect in its current state. Although it doesn't make sense because there's no one else to show off in the first place.

"Hmm, I've put together a process that I can point to at any stage to some extent... it doesn't make sense to have no enemies. At any rate, it should be arranged in the shortest possible time to get out of this place. No, fail."

I missed something interesting, Lydiane sighs. Where in the world would there be fools burning their own bellies, stopping the bleeding and continuing the battle, and who would say that after eating through their eyes, there would be fools who would attack the horses as usual?

"Dear Lydiane, I need to talk to you"

The total number of men for whom Lydiane was deposited is a little over a hundred. Most of them are obsessed with civil work. Several operated like scouts in this way.

Lydiane narrowed her eyes slightly to the position.

"... um, you can ask, just say your affiliation and your euphemism"

"My affiliation is Ricardo, Captain of the Ten William Division of the Arcadia II Army. I apologize for the euphemism. I'm sorry for your loss."

"That's not how you know, 'cause you didn't make it"

The ten captains who were framed beat up their own foreheads just because they were slapped.

"I got hit with this. I don't know how this feels when a snake shrugs my leg..."

The man takes off his helmet and throws it away. Lydiane knew the face of the man dressed as a soldier.

"I did a whole undercover operation... and you'll find out soon enough."

"You're not even willing to hide it. Diace Merklius of" Snake Scorpion, "a hundred generals proud of Gallias"

"We're out of time. My princess. How about a boring novel?

Lydiane hated this guy named Diace. Occasionally, the gaze gets tangled in the habit of not grasping as a float. He is also a rather disapproving man from the hundred females if not physiologically accepted. I don't know if he cares or not.

"Why are you here in the first place?

"I'm from the Nedeluxe Army. Yes, this contract. This is the class chapter."

"... what's the joke?

"It's no joke. My affiliation is with the Kingdom of Nederks, and I've been saddled with hired mercenaries. Wolfe, with you, with your status, with you."

Lydiane was also familiar with the letters Nederks. I can understand the text. In the words written there, it was written that you would be appointed general.

Lydiane curses her shallowness, which has easily brought in the intermediate. The battlefield was distant and out of my mind. It is a man named 'Snake Scorpion' who does not miss that gap.

"Don't worry. Yeah. I'm not going to kill you, and I'm not going to drop this place. That's because it's about watering down the art that those two produce."

Diace was staring at the fire of the battle taking place ahead of Browstat. The city has not yet been scratched. That is the whole of this battle.

"My purpose is to make small talk with you. I want to know how you see the world in a different place than the Royal Palace, where there's no babysitter named Daltanian."

The biggest part of the reason why I don't like Diace and why I don't like him would be this inescapable atmosphere. A masterpiece of exotic origin but ascending to the top of the hundred generals, to the finest of the superpowers, except for the facades that make up the king.

"If that's what you want to talk about, talk about it. Then it's up to me to decide if I want to talk."

"I can't get along. Well, I'm sure you'd be interested. What to start with, the story of three giant stars bumping into two stars, a fierce sun and a hero king -"

Lydiane opened her eyes wide. I can't hide my surprise at the magnitude of the story that suddenly came out. A giant star who hadn't bumped into each other in over a decade, if not mistakenly heard.

"It's also interesting to hear about Arkland, led by Apollonia, launching an invasion of Gallias. Others don't. They're sealed up in Estado, and there's talk about the second, about the lake and the sun. So, where do you want to hear it from? My princess."

Lydiane couldn't contain the excitement. This battlefield undoubtedly became an unparalleled battle in the history of war. It would have been cutting edge in terms of quality. But the world was moving beyond that.

"It would be good. Looks like I should talk to you. First of all..."

A shaking world. Lydiane knows the speed of the world.

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A fierce sun rises from the West, and heroes beyond men reign from the East. Cloudy weather patterns swirling in the sky today. Severe weather was showing the magnitude of the events that were about to begin.

'Hero King' Welkingetrics takes the lead with the horn. That alone will explode from the formation, morale wraps around the concentrations of the digits and strikes the Estado army. The presence of the Estado army, so much the hero king, who is about to be drunk by the beauty of the hero king, was of a different dimension.

The drum rings. He plays a shitty noise and hits it to inspire the back of the army. And the mightiest man to show up...

A fierce drum awakens the monster. "Heavy Sun" El Sid Campeador danced to the lead. Now on the contrary, the morale of the Estado army explodes. The world changed with the advent of a monster, as if it were a glitter that the star would show at the moment it would end its life.

Two factions antagonize. The great flame that burns, pulled by the presence of the heroic king and the fierce sun. Clouds begin to swirl in its center. It's not like they're manipulating heaven. The world is frightened on its own. To two giant stars bumping into each other.

"It's a good day. Living and dying will be a good day. Remember, everyone, your mission. The disrespect of a man who calls himself God, who does!?

"Welkin! Welkin! Welkin!"

"Let's defeat a monster called Campeador and dedicate it to our God. Give true paradise to our beloved Virgin and peace to the world by defeating the devil El Sid!

"Long live Saint Lawrence! Long live Saint Lawrence!

"Until now, this is a battle dedicated to a new era!

Welkingetrics takes a step forward the horse. The sun shined from the slice of the vortex cloud. It's like a rear light. It illuminates the hero king. This is Hero King, this is Welkingetrics.

A deliberate Estado army. The sight as if God had come, no matter how many of them with El Sid, the absolute pillar, you can beat God -

"Who am I!?

Anxiety that disappears with a single drink. A tremendous amount of pressure falls on both armies.

"Don't be confused by a deception that doesn't come down. The world is weak and strong, the strong live, the weak die, that's all. Who's strong? Who's weak? Say my name!

The strongest, that's a word for this man.

"El Sid Campeador!"

Just one word, the strongest proof, the heavens also respond to that word again. The strongest thing is, who the hell is the strongest monster in the world?

Inari conveys heaven. Thunder blasts. World, this is the strongest.

El Sid Campeador also takes another step forward. The confident look comes in front of the hero king without any delay. A gentle swing of the great spear, wind pressure causes the front row of his army to fall.

"Let's also engrave in a new era, that I am the strongest!

El Sid advances the horse with a growl. At the same time Welkingetrics ran out with the horse again. The sound of a horn storms heaven, the sound of a drum echoes to the earth.

Those two single-horse runs, everyone can't follow. It is too pre-epochal a sight. The generals of both armies cut ahead and storm. The anachronisms are also abysmal. Still, they scream that it's best for them and that the world is still in myth.

The romance of the battlefield, the power to determine trends on a single horseback, lies with the two of us. Thus they have reigned in the era for nearly half a century. People call them giant stars. Three big stars brilliant in heaven. The three most powerful men in the world. With the latest battlefield in evolution, they win even in Tai Ancient times. Irrational extremes are what they are.

The hero king understands as the fierce sun approaches. After all, he said it was impossible to keep this monster a hero king before. I can't fathom you with a Saint Lawrence hero. The original talent is too different. Perhaps in the history of men, no samurai has been more complete than El Sid. The man is huge and fierce, and all parameters in the battle are pushing their limits.

Therefore Welkingetrics took off the deception of the hero king. It brings out the feeling of being sharpened, just everything inside of me. El Sid has the meat of the apex. By contrast, I have the sensibility of the apex. From the start, full force.

El Sid grinned at the appearance of the hero king opposite him as a peeler. opponents who did not achieve victory as a single time. It has always been this way that the last line, brought into the draw, has lost again. Guardian of the Passion. Protector of passion. It is the only monster that El Sid, Gaius, defends things he could not have gotten, even if he wanted them, that is the authenticity of a hero king.

In this year, the challenger, El Sid, will raise the flame if he does not allow it. The feeling of growing together as we approach. A sharpened will. Now, if it's just the top of each other...

"WELL KIEVIN!"

The roaring fierce sun.

"El Sidwowowo!"

Burning hero king.

Both swords at the same time, waving up the great spear. A single ride from the romantic single-horse run of the battlefield. No measures, nothing, just bumping my powers, that's all the war.

A different moment, the heavens swirled. The clouds twist off, and the light shines from heaven. At the heart of that spotlight, they ran in. Two other giant stars created by God. The champion of great war history. Two clash. Bet on everything we've got.

A giant star collided.

Flashes of steel that bump into each other. The ringing sound turned off the horn and drum sounds. The thunder also blows everything away and fills the world with a moment of silence.

And roaring loud noises.

It is not an easy sound such as an explosion sound. Such a sound struck the battlefield, heaven, earth, and world, breaking through and destroying the tympanic membrane, as I had never heard before.

The sword and contradiction looming in the center, the time seemed instant and felt forever. The collision between the two giant stars, who put everything on one blow, coincidentally...

rocked the earth.

Never caused by their clashes. Such a thing would have to go beyond the boundaries of man, and it would have to go back to the magical age that supposedly was in the age of mythology. They can only cause people heroes, earthquakes, etc.

I mean, everything is coincidental, but they have the gravitational pull that can cause that coincidence. They have something beyond the boundaries of men. So people think they're...

Call it a giant star.

The world earthquakes. The world. Look. This is the pinnacle of a person.

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Red lotus also yuru.

Ten days after Arkland started the invasion of Garias. The invasion battle, in which almost all the knights entered the battle, entrusting Euphemia with the protection of the Estado. It had already dropped dozens of bases and five cities. Even though Garias is a superpower, the damage is enormous.

As fast as the wind, as fierce as fire, the Arkland knights led by Apollonia had been drawn to her and turned into a thousand ghosts.

"Don't be alarmed. Garias does not envisage being attacked from the San Baltic side. So far, it's within our expectations, and it's never a worthwhile victory. Mind you."

Roenglin, entrusted with the left wing of the Arkland army, was inflating his unpleasant hunch as he progressed on his steps. Galias, the superpower, is certainly the only monster who has not gained what he calls a giant star, but the height of the average of such an army is something everyone acknowledges. Never a good opponent to insult.

"Ahead through the woods, on the hills of the assembly point, there are Garias' armies"

"I guess. We're all ready to go. Perhaps you can taste the real superpowers."

Almost at the same time as Lowenglin went through the woods, the central apollonia, the left-wing tristrum, appeared. Now 'almost' all the troops have arrived on this occasion. And the whole army knows. This time the other person, the whole thing...

"Dude... all of a sudden you're too serious, superpower"

Four flags in front of you. A pink black lion, a red sword, a jade bow, a bronze spear, a flag inspired by them. I also know from a far west island country called Garnia. No one knows them if they live on the battlefield.

There's a bronze spear-inspired flag in front of Lowenglin.

Tristrum, entrusted with the right wing, had a surprising eye. That's not what happens when the four of them meet together. If there are even two serious giant opponents, we can cross each other fully.

"The king's left and right, the top and bottom, are quite a trample. Concentrate, they're the strongest army in the world."

In the sight of Tristrum is a jade bow, and reigns there...

"Oh, me, I'm not the lucky one to get there... but it looks good today."

Maiden with jade hair. pedigree with the royal family of Ostberg and the great nobility of Gallias. A warlord born into a lineage of heterogeneous and best blood among Gallias was the commander who led the army on this side.

"Green Hair......" Left Foot of the King, "Eurydice de Kiteriol in" Rapid Thunder ""

But of the elements that make up her, that peculiar lineage is not much information. The factor that everyone knows about her is somewhere else.

"Good mood," Bow Knight "Tristrum. I've been with you ever since."

Far between the two sides, it is still nearly double the range of the ordinary man. Even so, they immediately caught an arrow on their prey. Squeeze in an instant and release at the same time.

Arrows on both sides bounced in the void. Just when the two centers, arrows and arrows collided. The apex of each other's arcs, their aim is unparalleled, and neither is their power.

"- I wanted to dance. Come on, let's dance, bowman. Garias' thunder is your opponent."

Arm to antagonize with bow knight. I haven't shown you the bottom yet.

"Is this the famous Keraunos and the best bowman in Laurencia dealing with it,"

Tristrum clenches his bow and failnote. Mutual gains are huge for both sides. An outside weapon that combines super-range high power.

Tristram laughed uncommonly.

"No shortage for the opponent"

Laurencia, Garnia, and two supreme bowmen collide.

Apollonia didn't even show signs of loosening her legs, though she had put a tremendous pressure in front of her. Rather, its legs want to move forward, forward. From before I saw it, the moment I felt it, I knew how huge they were. Not as great as a giant star. But there is air close to the giant stars. At the King's Conference, standing on Ulterior's back, they recall a beautiful star-like landscape.

"Uhm, good. Really good. I'm out."

Apollonia has always done so. As a matter of course, he runs out ahead of everyone. The followers look upon their backs and overheat. Burning fire, the soldiers of Galias are overwhelmed. To the ranks of his gods.

"Running single-handedly in the king, from first hand into the balls is novel. No, too old, huh?"

Wrapped in red armor, the monster had a soft grin and watched the battlefield. Behavior of standing still so calm that I don't think we're going to be at war now. In fact, he was calm now. In this way of entering war, it's harder to find a reason to lose.

"Shoot the bow."

At this distance, it's harder to remove something that stands out. You should be able to kill Apollonia ten times by the time the enemy reaches the front line. Garias' bow assaults Apollonia. Numerous arrows, arrows would stand in Apollonia without a few seconds. But...

"Oh, I see. Something surprisingly hard to aim for."

The vast majority of bows fall in a way that subtly avoids Apollonia. Aim is not bad. Almost everything is landed within a metre radius of Apollonia. Zero around even though.

"It's too conspicuous. It's surprisingly difficult to guess. I wonder if it's hard to grasp the sense of distance coming straight into the straight line. Above all... I'm afraid Apollonia is confident. I don't even feel the dust of death walking in a dead place. I see. Can't it be a stone?"

I can't hit the arrow. Frontline running wild on that fact. The rush further distorts the aim. It goes from normal to unwilling to hit, and at the end of the day - 'absolutely'.

Front line swallowed by Apollonia, still they were soldiers. The accumulation so far made them hold long spears and make a normal move as a front line sticking it out. Apollonia wields skilled soldiers in his heart. That's good. It moved in front of me.

Apollonia pulled the reins. Just before the spear arrived, the horse responded and jumped. Apollonia's beloved horse jumps high and high. The famous horse carrying the knight queen jumped across the front line, crushing and landing the soldiers.

"My name is Apollonia of Arkland!" The King's Left Arm "," The Blood Knight "and the army of the Daltanians. Show me the power of a sharp soda. My hegemony, stop it!

No way did he throw up a dialogue that inspired the enemy army and jumped up his forefoot as if the horse were going to show off his own Lord. High, high, trying to show it to the top of the hill, the Red Lotus also looms.

I didn't mean it. I don't mean to, but the action caught my attention. Overwhelming charisma you can't help but see, charm. Even the soldiers on the front line, whose death was supposed to be imminent, looked away at her from the imminent enemy army. Burn the Red Lotus Queen to the eyelids.

"I have to finish my little hand check and be willing to kill the mythical monster... they could eat me"

The front line blew up. Without a stop, the armies of Arkland slowly devoured the enemy with their feet. Apollonia also runs around in the lead again. The offense was more harsh than anyone else's. Beautiful, strong, bolder than anyone else, is just the hero of the Divine Age.

"Dear Daltanian!

"I know. I know a hundred things about her. On top of that, I don't feel like losing."

The king's left arm looks across the battlefield. The pitch-black flag moves. And I nodded.

"All right, then let's go win"

The King's left arm, the 'Blood Knight' Daltanian, moves out.

Spear's famous "Swan" Lowenglin meets with each other...

"Han!? This is the man who was mutual with Theo. Oh? You've been attacking spears forever!

"Don't be impotent, young lady. It's still a good year."

It was the right leg of the king, the Lütes de Xalpina of 'Disease'. Lowenglin was distanced at once with a faster soldier than anyone else. It had become a war faster than anywhere else, a melee between generals sooner than anyone else.

"I'll kill you right away and I'll join your sister. We rarely get a chance to fight together. Whoo-hoo, die quick, you filthy man!

"I was still pretty good-looking when I was pretty young... but she seems to take girls badly. Well, don't make me so bad, young lady."

Diving through a spear of tremendous speed, a slender and beautiful white spear breaks Ruthes' hair.

"A man's boneless spear is good."

A man's spear far from boneless. I fell in love with myself for being turned down by such a beautiful technique. Lütes is ashamed of that. And correct the miscalculation. This man, he's strong.

"Yeah, sounds a bit like you have a bone. For a man."

Lütes gave up fighting with his beloved 'sister' for now. Instead, if you stop this dangerous person, it could be harmful to your sister. That's all Lütes sensed. Still, I don't think I'll lose.

"The King's right leg, the Lütes of 'Disease', will kill you."

Because he is the king's right foot, the hundred generals of the superpower Garias, who reign at its summit.