Tower of Karma

The Garias Army, completely broken up in the next day's offense, was showing interesting developments. If you were originally in the main force, Eurydice takes command temporarily and takes a great advantage over the army of Medraut, Votigan and Tristrum. But on the other hand, not to mention the presence of the General who has yet to be seen, the burst of Lütes was unstoppable.

Lütes' movements are like those of the guerrillas. From nowhere appears the widow, closing the gap between the enemies and overshadowing the large crowd. It's easy to put it in words, but what I'm doing was extremely difficult. Daily travel distance, equivalent to three or four days if converted to regular troops. The number of engagements is jumping just as well.

"I'm not kidding! Are you trying to overkill me?

"If you have the energy to roar, you'll be fine. Meaning of today's movement, tapping into tomorrow's movement"

"Hey, what about sunset?

"Eat while you learn. I teach while I eat too."

William's demands went beyond what Lütes had ever been asked for. At first I thought I was kidding. Impossible demands, this will crumble sooner or later, he said.

"... I don't know what this move means"

"This is a move to cut off the opponent's offense. If you see an enemy shadow on your back, your movements will also be dull. Behind the attacked troops also hesitate to move forward. As a result, it is easier to attack at this point"

"What about this one, then?

"It means nothing. Just make it look like it makes sense. That'll mess it up enough."

"You want me to travel this distance for that?

"You can do it, I just thought so... is it hard?

"As it were, well, I can afford it. I was just wondering!

"Then it's good. And then this is how it unfolded."

But Lütes' potential responds to that demand. There was no easy directive at one time. Sometimes there were demands that seemed unreasonable. Still, I understand it within doing it. That there's nothing impossible about this man's demands. Everything, he said, identifies the power of Lütes and gives instructions.

Similar feelings come to mind in Lütes as Carl, Sülvia and Julian and others. The man who says William knows more about himself than anyone. Although it is not a special gaze, it is a pleasure for anyone to understand themselves.

That was what all Galias soldiers, generals, felt on this occasion, not just Lütes. Pointing around without a doubt to rumors, the results derived from instructions that go beyond expectations are a stunning word.

A man named William is tough. But he was sweet at the same time. The Force Critical directive encourages growth. Whisper, "Stretch out," just like your own soldiers against soldiers from other countries. Be strong, grow up, get over me.

If you notice, the study group of William and Lütes was attended by other hundred generals, as well as the young men who dull under it. Everyone listens when they speak freely, and the whole thing grows.

"I can also see His Majesty falling in love. It's not a general's vessel."

"Oh, wow. I even draw in people who don't like to study. I'm gonna change it. It looks like they did some magic tricks."

William turns a blind eye to the two of us talking a little further away.

"That's not true. No one hates studying on this occasion. I don't know how to learn and I don't see the point in trying to pack my knowledge. Some of them were rotten as a result. It's painful to remember what knowledge means. But it's comforting to connect dots and dots and understand them. If you want to know how comfortable it is, if you want to peel off rot, learn the honey of real study, and taste it again, then you like to study."

I only like to study on this occasion. Yes, William assured me.

"You all like to study. And teaching as you like to study is fun. It's honey again, too. You will all know. [M] I'm having fun, thanks to you guys."

This is a battlefield. All warriors are exhausted, and normally they cannot remain willing to learn. Still exciting and fun to learn to grow strength. Would that be easy?

"Come on, let's go on. For tomorrow's victory."

To William's gravity, they were being swallowed up exactly now.

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"If you're Eurydice, it's time to get kata"

"The problem is Lutes is better. What's going on with that move? It's not Garias's."

He succeeded in the blockade of Eurydice, mainly Tristram and Votigan. They respond with bows that are good at pulling at the main formation, but they don't look like they stick out any more, and they don't deserve vigilance. If we keep a tight siege, we will soon fall.

The problem is, Lütes, no.

"Neither Lütes nor Salomon. There has been another change in pointing around in the last few weeks. I'm not the general of Garias. That's what really scares me. It changed the army itself."

He was still a mysterious man who could not grasp his identity. I don't think she's taking command of the whole thing any more than Lütes is moving around so endlessly. And there was a change not only in Lütes, but also in the other generals. Overall, a change so much that you can't win if you see it as an old Garias anymore.

"Even if I know it's stupid, one, my name comes to mind. Impossible though."

Medraut clouds words. I'm getting to the right answer. It's just not possible. Sensibility is screaming, but reason denies it.

"Sir Medraut. It doesn't mean it's impossible. Speak as you wish."

Apollonia put out a help boat. Queen of the Red Lotus with little movement when this battle began. I can't move a war lover who's jumped into the battlefield before anyone else. It was also not an atmosphere where many subordinates could speak up, although they were concerned.

"... White Knight, William von Lewius"

The place became noisy. Even Tristrum, who usually doesn't change one complexion, has eyes open. Votigan smiled that it was unlikely, and Euphemia shook her head that it was unlikely either. But only Baylin, who is sensitive to his Lord, and Apollonia, who is the Lord...

"Then that's the truth. I've always thought so, too."

Apollonia was laughing. Usually a slightly darker grin than what you show on the battlefield. It was a fear of them, a joy for them, a love for them. Complex emotions intertwine and bind themselves without help. That's the kind of laugh.

"Impossible. If you thought about it normally, you wouldn't have that guy in Garias."

"Throw away common sense. I can't help but say I don't have what I'm here for. Sir Medraut, can you win?

"I regret it, but I can't do it now. When I was hitting Garias, I felt like putting my hands on him. But he's not tied to it right now. Rather enough to hit a fitting hand in the hand that corresponds to the way Garias struck. I can't win."

When I heard that reply, Apollonia's grin deepened.

"Then I'll leave. Burn him out of the most generous places."

An eruption in the name of joy overflowing from Apollonia's body. She understood very well. that the opponent is a white knight. And I was doing it for strength. Inquiring deeply, deeply, into my own depths for weeks, I finally finished. Sensibility tells.

"Now is the time!

The queen opens up. The queen, who had no patience, had dared to accumulate something by tying herself to it. Apollonia herself doesn't know what that is. I don't know, but sensibility needed it. And now, sensitivity tells.

And the queen flew a staircase into heaven, and flew it again and again.

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After the study group was over, William was single-handedly sperm in the archery of the sword. No matter how tired you are, you won't let your habits get out of the way. The road to the apex is not sweet. I never thought I was right for the sword. That's why I didn't get distracted as a moment.

"... is it time"

William does not deny the occult. The thought intensified knowing Uranos. Of course, if the theory precedes you, and if it applies with reason, it will take precedence. But without them, if something like a hunch comes to the pretend. I wasn't willing to deny it.

Apollonia is coming. Something similar to certainty came to my chest.

"Usual habits?

I can hear the spear swirling from behind. William laughs bitterly.

"Oh, more than a decade after I held the sword, I've never lacked it as a day"

"Hmm, I'm often missing it."

"Because you're a genius?

"Exactly.... Shall I go out with you? I'm the genius."

"I appreciate the story, but let's not let it happen today. I've moved my body enough."

You didn't think Lütes was going to say no. Face it.

"Ahhh. I don't mind."

Lütes began to shake his spear with a shin. William had to smile bitterly when he saw the spear. I don't care how you look at it, you look thrown at me, you probably don't even feel like it. Still, William feels the injustice of the world when he sees a beautiful, fast spear.

"Well, tomorrow, if I were alive, I'd ask you to tell me about that spear."

"... if you were alive, wouldn't you be a horse deer? You're not gonna die."

A spear rising fluttering and falling leaves. The tip shoots through them all precisely.

"He said I'm here.... It's not cheap, the spear of" The Wind. "

You can't die. Because I will protect you. Her spear is strong enough to support that confidence. William smiled. Lütes has been the most stretched in the last few weeks. She now comes to a sharp opinion, having merely memorized Garias' textbook in its entirety and that alone was far from understanding the root. I was also surprised at what I was attending the study group.

Lutes' growth will be a threat to Arcadia. Lütes felt the pleasure of learning. Leap further from here. So...

(as planned)

William laughed.

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The sunshine, the clear skies and the incense of early summer tickle the nasal cavity. The maiden's breasts were filled sometimes. The man's chest was full of expectations. From the time we met at the King's Council, special beings we knew from before we met. They were born and raised and everything was different, but there was just one thing in common. That 's--

"Princess, you better get ready... that was a stupid question"

"It's a good day. My chest is pounding, I can't contain it."

Apollonia of Arkland;

"That, what's wrong with that fucking heavy armor of yours?

"I don't need to hide myself anymore. Above all, he's not the one who can fake himself and win."

William von Liwius. That we are special in the world. It has been decided to make a name for itself in the history of war. What position we enter in the history of war, how far we can compare ourselves to the Yingjie of our chosen times, is such a thing.

William remembers. Give me a vivid impression when I first met you. And for the duration of the king's council, he exchanged blades and bowed his knees once. Apollonia was complete at that point. He was strong out of the young Junying.

Still, I'm beyond confident if I'm strong at that point. You've truncated your beloved, vain, and its persistent coldness stirs. thirst for victory. That helps. Coldness overrides pain, synergizes, and coolness prevails over pain even though it exceeds the limits of the flesh and reaches its true limits. All you have to do is be prepared, just move on.

"... it's not an answer, duh, duh"

There was no Ruthes in William's eyes. Its eyes reflect the enemy. Enemies in the true sense that could threaten you. I fear and seek its arrival.

William in battle mode. Its full atmosphere presses the others with a density that is not comparable to the things we have shown. Fear, fear, immense nothingness take away the heat of rebellion, rebellion. cold king to impose dependence. The absolute zero degree pillar was reigning.

"What day is it going to be...... long time no see. I can't see ahead."

A great flame looms that threatens its absolute.