Tower of Karma

Apollonia's advance. No one can stop it. I can't stand my teeth in melee. Then I'll kill you from afar, which is also difficult. Because Apollonia is always fighting in a dense zone with its enemies, and from the point of view of Gallias, it is always stuck with its allies. This makes it difficult to use a bow.

"Damn, stop -"

My neck flies.

"Retreat Apolloni -"

Blood splashes.

"No, there's no way you can win, like this, like this."

Red lotus advances. Apollonia was singing the battlefield with heartfelt pleasure. There is nothing negative about the battlefield, such as the accompanying grief, hatred, or sadness. Pure innocence, naively running the battlefield.

"What's up!? The Admiral's neck is here! I am Apollonia, king of Arkland! Attack me more. Fight me!

The cry took the will from them. Because I found out Apollonia was innocent and really looking for war. A feeling of the strong that no one can ever understand. Because I've learned the absolute difference.

"... well, then I'll let you take it. This base."

Understanding the broken will, Apollonia turned forward with a little disappointment. Take this hill and decide to fight. I'm sure there 'll be a little more fun battlefield tomorrow.

"No, little girl."

Behind Apollonia, a fragment of a bursting person. Apollonia turned around. The allies that should be on the spot are heavily shredded. It is extremely difficult to break the back of the Apollonian army, which is the main offensive, even though it was behind it. And it's almost impossible to be an unnoticed minority.

Though it stood out, I didn't expect to be able to grab behind it.

"I don't know who it is... good fighting spirit!

Apollonia in an instant shifted her interest to the man who appeared behind her. The red lotus floods out. Apollonia's joy comes to a flaming atmosphere.

"My sword, can you stop it!?

Apollonia struck as many swords as she wanted. Even Che, who was Campeador, slashed the sword down with a single blow. Arkland, Garnia's strongest sword...

"It's warm, little girl."

Stopped, started back. Peeping Apollonia. An incredible look on its face. The man in front of him moves his empty left hand as he returns the sword he has shaken off. In that hand was held a long spear thrown by his men at some point.

"Nun!"

The man punctures and pierces as much as he wants. Contrary to the dominant arm, and while one hand, its destructive power crushed the horse. And in that straight line, a spear of great speed looms over Apollonia. Apollonia laughed "aha". And...

"That's funny, you. Name your name."

Jump gently and crouch on the tip of the spear. Apollonia with a worthy expression. The opposing man slowly supported the spear and the woman standing on its tip with one hand.

"It's the king's right arm, the 'Black Lion' boltose. You don't have to be named. We all know."

"Again. Can you see here... Garias' most powerful samurai!

Apollonia jumped as Boltose pulled the spear. It's enemy horseback riding that lands. I showed him the divine business of switching horsemen as they were. Apollonia has a smile on its face.

"Oh, I mean, you die here. Put it in my hand."

A monster boasting the strongest force in the super-Power Garias, which appeared before the king.

"Princess, please step back. I'm here."

It was Baylin, one of the most powerful knights, who emerged in the form of following Apollonia. I already had a light meeting with Boltose behind my back, or I was somewhat out of breath.

Boltose turns no gaze on Baylin, who appears, but only on Apollonia. Even Apollonia was surprised by this as well as Baylin.

"As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to strike one... but this is also a war, and if it's a joke for both of us, the flag color will be worse"

This is not a situation where we can ignore a powerful man named Baylin.

"Right. I can't win if it's just the two of us. That's how much I understand."

Boltose was only looking at Apollonia, back to back with words. Finally, both Apollonia and Baylin perceived the anomaly. It's not the two of us, that's what Boltos says. Well, then...

"Thank you for waiting, Boltose."

This is the only guy out here. Garias, the best man in Garias, who makes a double with the strongest man in Garias. The greatest masterpiece of the superpower Garias, combined with a high standard of force and intelligence.

"I'll take care of his opponent. It's the Daltanians. Nice to meet you, Sir Baylin."

The man leading the red flag in front of him, The King's Left Arm, pulls out his sword with a smile. Baylin also silently pulled the blade out again. It's not just because of the atmosphere. Neither Boltose nor Daltanian have the power of a quasi-star, although not as great as a giant star.

"... Princess, be careful. Apparently, it was assigned from the beginning."

It was probably this man, the Daltanian, who had hit Apollonia with boltose, Baylin with Daltanian, Tristram with Eurydice, Lowenglin with Rutes.

"Looks like you've been lucky enough to hit the force with a good mesh. Good. Good. Now we can have a good fight that we antagonized."

This is where they read the formation. To that - Baylin smiled secretly. They are insulting themselves. Far west island country, the country thingy. Baylin thought a gap had been created there. our own secrets,

"Oh, of course I didn't miss your secret, Medraut."

That collapsed away. Apollonia and Baylin breathed. Daltanian has a smile and a soft grin. Something behind that grin.

"Separate teams go around and aim behind this hill. Not a bad hand. I feel intelligence. But it's not as good as you can imagine. Even you, who are oblivious to land exploration, can think of a hand. There's no way we can't come up with that, is there?

The Daltanians relaxed through the special measures launched by Medraut and acknowledged by Apollonia. There is no sound in getting into the fact of being seen. But...

"But the main force is here. There's got to be no one who can stop Medraut."

Yes, I saw the plan through, but I didn't break it. In the end, we leave the Estado side to Euphemia and Votigan, and everything else participates in the Garias side invasion. The kings' left and right gathered their opposing forces. On top of that, he unleashed the Medraut, which grew after the King's Council, as a decisive hit. Simply, Baylin thinks it's also possible to push it off with force moves.

"Don't play the superpower Garias. As you had twelve knights, we have a hundred generals. There are countless candidates underneath, but there are also comparable ones further down. Know, the height of this average is a sign that Garias is a hegemony."

Boltose approached Apollonia with no further questions. At the same time, Daltanian moves out with Baylin in mind. A black lion and a red sword strike the queen and her squire.

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Medraut learns that the measures had been seen through. When the ambush crosses the mountain - it helps more than he finds out. But we have to push it through. Taking that hill can consolidate the scaffold against Garias. You can't stop yourself from ambushing that decision.

The first ambush and the hundred generals leading it defeated. Then again, the hundred generals' necks could not be removed, but the army pulled out. Next thing you know, you can't get out. A hundred more generals strike who have rebuilt the group from behind.

"Bullshit, don't do it! How much power do these guys have?!?

A hundred generals stop Medraut for two. And from the shadows emerged a force led by another hundred general candidates from the left and right, completely pinching Medraut and the others.

"Sir Medraut, no more!

When I heard my men scream, Medraut...

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Differences in power that appear as they are.

Tristram and Eurydice were showing each other shooting. A showdown on whether to decide on the strongest bowman. The two approach each other and smash each other's big men at zero distance. Melee battles with wings that cut one cheek and one belly slightly.

"Such a user, called Maximiliano, the continent is hilarious!

Awesome shooting. Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go.

"Oh, how unpleasant of you to be with that one. His bow isn't beautiful."

It's a relaxing dialogue, but I can't rest my hands releasing arrows while I'm talking.

"Your bow is beautiful. As much as I want to eat it. But..."

Eurydice dazzled lusciously.

"You're incomplete as a general. You and the other generals are incomplete in a country called Arkland."

Tristram takes his gaze off the heat battle and glances around him. Tristram was stunned by the fact that he had not been seen floating in the heat.

Lowenglin had an unpleasant sweat on his back. Lütes is technically rough shredding and well above the low englin at speed. Does the overall power beat each other, the low engrinth for just a few minutes of experience? The problem was somewhere other than a single hit.

"Is it different this far? Garias and me. Bye."

I knew Garias' army was strong. Troops with a high average. But I didn't expect to make a difference here at once. We ourselves are completely defeated by each other and the other soldiers. Similar to other troops. This will not be a battle.

"It's obvious. It's not the same aggregation as you. Quantity and quality. There is no genius in my army. But my army is strong. Garias' army is strong. You know what that means?

Lütes proudly sees his own army overwhelming his enemies. Personal martial arts do not change that much. The problem is the martial arts in the collection, the strength in the group is too different. The speed with which the formation unfolds, even if the top Lütes does not instruct, can be commanded by the deputy at the same level. Different toughness as a herd.

If Lütes stops Lowenglin, he can win in a group. Same with other battlefields.

Apollonia hit the wall for the first time. Not to the monster in front of you, the black lion who meets each other instead of defeating you. Everything but an individual's martial arts, a country called Arkland was inferior to Garias. Painful, overwhelming difference.

"Going for heaven to that extent? Ignorance is a sin, little girl."

Boltose's words protrude.

"We can't shake Garias in Arkland. Leave, weak people."

"Don't treat me like we are. My name is Apollonia, Loser, etc. Thank you!

Apollonia hit the Black Lion with all her might. If I defeat the monster in front of me, I can change the state of war. Let it change. With that mind alone, I attacked.

The result is...

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Ex-Sambalto territory, Santa Monica Castle falls. Euphemia, the protector, was taken prisoner, and Santa Monica, the beautiful, was swallowed by flames. I was the one who directed it.

"Why was Estaard hiding you?

Euphemia, chained together, looks up at the monster who descended upon the land as the general of the enemy. It was strong, too strong. Unlike El Sid's devastating strength. More delicate, more elaborate, still destructive.

"You are too strong. There's no way in the world you can't be named."

A leading general with Euphemia. Especially in a way that was contrary to his temperament, but he had mastered protection like a Leonvern woman. The euphemia has no hands or feet. The fact is horrible.

"If you feel strong about me, you won't reach it on a fierce day. You're right to lose here."

The man was an old man. Old gentleman with spine pins and tension. But the thickness of the meat doesn't hide the warrior. In fact, this man has been quite effective this time around. It is also this man who made Euphemia unconscious and took him prisoner.

"You're not gonna end up losing. Don't play Arkland."

"Mind or not. Stay sharp and tense. I'll go to bed."

The man takes his gaze off Euphemia and leaves. The collar that I saw slightly when I left, the symbol II that was engraved on my skin.

Arkland lost a lot on this day.

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Spent four men supporting the king against Arkland. As a result, the Strakless invasion, on the other side, could not be stopped. But the king who can unite Ulterior can afford it immovably.

In his own room Gaius looked delightfully at the world map. There are several handbills that can be cut. There were always countless choices.

"Well, it's about time you arrived"

And you always chose the right answer.

"My old friend Aquitania, and the other one -"

An innovative world begins.

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I met with Gallonne every once in a while and had given Eving and Lester a challenge to Galerius as a challenge. Now, if you stopped a man regarded as equivalent to the king's left arm, his right arm, it's real. I can fight the full world. Arm trials to identify, only here was the place to give young people experience. That's how it should have been.

The momentum of bankruptcy, the advantage gained by ignoring rival Arcadia.

"Three giant stars, to be seen with Lord Strakles of" Black Gold ""

That 's--

"My name is" The Lake. "

Collapse away.