Tower of Karma

The onslaught of Lütes and Eurydice made Tristram's army the wings of a temporary retreat. The destructive power of "Disease Wind Thunder" is also regarded as the strongest in Gallias when it comes to the attack surface. Boltos, the Daltanians are appreciated by a single army, but the two of them are in their current position after being bought the strength of this combination.

For a while, I was mostly pulled apart for Lutes' growth, but...

"... it was far-fetched. I didn't know it was that fast."

"I thought Sir Lowenglin's rating was a story of inclusiveness in the future, but you're going to need to change it. The king's left and right, the top, naturally, but also the bottom two are strong"

Some parts of Eurydice missed sight because they were out of hand. I didn't think I still had all this leeway. The miscalculation is twofold, Rütes' assault and Eurüdike's bottom line.

"But why did it go down toward two hills, not three hills? I think it would be more honest for the three hills to set up a new attitude."

Questions from my men who have been with me for years.

Tristrum showed just a little stray.

"Of course there is because it is important to separate our one hill from our two hills."

"Though yes, I was wondering if it would serve as a lid in this situation"

"Right. Once a disintegrated army, you can't pull together the power of the collection. But I don't think I need to worry about the back. Think of my army."

"... I see. Medraut, Baylin, and His Majesty and the formation are thick. The other party should have no room to turn their hands here. If Lutez's ambush is full, he stays and turns into fabric to keep his opponent from getting any easier."

"There will be no immediate retreat, but sooner or later the two hills will fall even from the difference in power. That makes a big difference between being empty and being closed."

"If we add further, we will not merge Lütes into the two hills, if we seal Lütes here, the two hills will be even easier. The more I think about it, the more this backsliding seems right."

"I thought so, too. But actually, I started to wonder if these hands were the honest ones."

Among the many young Arklands, the year went through not so many battlefields, and Tristram, the knight of the war, intuitively learned something unpleasant. It gradually takes shape and appears. first to the ear, then to the skin,

"Sir Dinacres. My choice, apparently, had been read"

"Sounds like it. There's nothing I can do about this."

When it appeared in his eyes, Tristram's army was greatly astonished.

"Become!?" "Seriously!

Re-establish a retrogressive attitude, events in the midst of it. One hand as if to grin at the answers given with consideration. Arrowheads that tried to get their breath ready, they encountered.

The retreating Garias army and the Arkland army that was retreating. Both armies are stunned and confused, turning their heads to understand the situation at all costs. Even if Tristram flies instructions out loud to calm down his own army, the recipient of it is insane. Engagement has already begun in the first place.

A state of turmoil. I got my sanity back first...

"Wow, Mr. William's right."

Garias. They were moving under the signal that they would beat the copper hammer three times. And the copper signal is not a signal for retreat. The significance of the signal - it was a signal for the transfer.

"This one's falling apart, but that one's rattled too! Lutez bastard."

"If you say anything about a bastard, he'll kill you. I know it makes you feel better."

"It's Tristram! I've never had a chance to get this close! Just kill him!"

It's luck I ran into you here. The possibility of encountering it somewhere was suggested. That's not why I knew. Garias is surprised, too. But the surprise difference was too great between the two armies. Needless to say, in one encounter or another that was not even in the corner of the thought after knowing the aim, which is the advantage.

"It's been a while since I've had a back-to-back match."

"Oh. For now, a sudden encounter. The opponent has no atmosphere of dying either. We have to wait for the storm to pass."

Tristram and Dinacres pull out their swords. The arriving Garias army, at its forefront, a bow knight holds the sword and fights. And without a ride...

"It's something that a bow knight doesn't think he's good at swords. Govan, I don't care if Lancelot wants to spoil it on the back dust."

Tristram's temper tells the battlefield.

"It's impossible for a knight to take his sword lightly. It's basically strong, our Knights of Fortrew, led by the Knights of the Bow. I stopped Arkland from advancing until the end."

Tristram's army, many of them in a situation of disadvantage, but only one group at the centre of it showed overwhelming force. That's why the brilliant and brave soldiers of Garias target and attack them. Strength of Tristrum, what is a superpower without breaking the stalks that support it.

"Let's go, wow!

"Stand by!

A sudden encounter, the soldiers of Gaglias were feeling. If it is easy to pull out here, we will always return it with a knife, and the chronic heart will say no. This place can be broken.

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Medraut exhaled loudly when he heard the story. It is my helplessness that grieves me. The difference in field of view was too great. For Medraut, the battlefield was these two hills, entrusting both one and three to what he trusted.

Sounds good if you ask me, but the point is, I threw it away.

In contrast, William was still undivided and probably watched "Three." I shouldn't have been able to afford to fight on two hills. He was originally an oligarchy, and he broke up even further. Troops can only be fought to the limit. I was running it and aiming at it. This situation.

"Our, no, my loss. I'm too weak!

I thought we were crossing somewhat. I thought we were growing and making a difference on this battlefield. I really thought I could get over it with Apollonia's help.

"I'm fine. Euphemia speaks. The wound would be shallow."

Tristram turned his gaze toward the three hills. And laugh bitterly.

"It's still fast. That's right, wind thunder."

The smoke rising appeared in the dark sky. It is a sign of war, and only Tristrum, who knows the opponent's hand tag, and Medraut, who has read the thought of the mastermind, understands it as a sign of defeat.

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The retreating Euphemia paid tribute to the two reigning shadows. I'm not willing to let Euphemia pull it out, albeit alone, if it's just an attack. It also strengthens the formation's defenses, albeit simplistically. There was also a land interest to say on the hill. Still, I'm not even willing to protect you.

That much strength.

Fast and flexible, it had the strength to unilaterally kill the opponent, depending on the formation, up to Eurydice's 'Thunder'. Even if they don't, they're strong enough to cover for Lutes' assault. There was not enough preparation and strength to stop the current wind thunderstorm that was engaging.

"Is it better than that guy if it's just offensive? Better than that man who tried to lie to me."

It was so powerful, inferior to playing Jed Campeador. Of course I don't know the overall power. I also feel brittle once it collapses. Nevertheless, this occasion was not worth dying for. This Garias attack doesn't make much strategic sense in the first place.

"The continent is huge. My brother would have been difficult too. In this vast world, where many masterpieces travel."

After defeating Tristrum, Lütes and Eurydice decided to strike three hills, albeit stuffy. Brilliant, took three hills. The strength of the two armies that jumped through the distance is still the battlefield. The visionary leap as the king's left and right is still strong.

"Yuri, my sister, lost again. I'm an embarrassing sister. But I'm not stopping."

Euphemia retreats. But it just doesn't fall. Left and right of the king, the strength of the wind thunderstorm understood. If I know, I can put in place measures. I might lose now. But you can't beat the big one. Yes, I swear to my heart. Euphemia withdrew.

Three hills fell. This reverses the trend.

All that's left is a personal battle between the generals.

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The side of Apollonia was searching for its own Lord at dusk. Chasing Apollonia and William on the roadless path was a daunting undertaking, but they nevertheless do not miss small trajectories, little by little, and surely pack the distance. And...

"Princess!

There are traces of intense fighting around, a few arrows stabbed, in which Apollonia is falling apart. One of the knights who discovers it screams. The figure leaning over the tree is that of the crippled. The scratched figure makes suspicion of survival come to mind.

"Damn, stay alive"

The voice should have arrived, but there was no response mainly. The knights' impatience increases. The closer I get, the deeper I see the wound.

"Princess!

There is no movement. The arrow is also stabbed.

"Forgive me. I'll kill you, White Knight! Where are you!

Some called the names of clear enemies, such as not being here.

The nightmare of that Red Lotus maiden losing away. Some of the ancient ginseng remembered their visions. The sight of the warmaiden scattering in the blood wind, the hopelessness that failed to protect the Lord she loved, strikes them.

"Princess...... hey wasaya"

The knights rush down the horse. He had a sinking face, a look of despair.

A knight who surrounds the Lord and stands up. One person decides to move forward. We must carry the wreckage of the Lord and bring him back to us all. Dead, because our Lord is Apollonia.

"What, shit, we're too powerless"

"Be sure the vengeance is... watch, princess"

The Garnian sun is falling.

"... calm down a little"

A knight stopped by nearby to speak. The expression floats with a common color of confusion.

"Can this calm down!? What is Sir thinking!

An anger flies from another knight to a knight with a complex look on his face.

"... look closely"

The bitter knight retreats from the spot. Everyone's gaze gathered to the Lord. I can't get a look out of that head I leaned over. I can't feel the rage, but no one's made sure he's dead. I was in a hurry and couldn't get my head around to making sure.

Everyone calms down. So,

"………………… gu"

Sleeping breath smashing tiny ears.

"... you're asleep"

The Red Queen was asleep. Scratched, with the arrow stabbed, is the figure thickness sleeping in Yingjie's vessel or is it just a lie?

"Duh, what do you mean? This wound, there must have been a fight. It's a pretty fancy fight to see a bunch of arrows stabbing around. Yet the princess has no sleeping white knight"

There are signs of intense fighting all around. It doesn't look very one-handed. That's why they thought their Lord had been put in place. There were several ambushes and Apollonia was hit. But the result is one mysterious sleeping princess, who can't see the enemy.

"You mean the princess won?

"That would be a lot of scratches, and it would be weird without the white knight's body in the first place"

"I don't know. Safe and above all, but I can't seem to grasp the situation."

The situation is unknown. The Queen who knows the truth has no sign of awakening from sleep.

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When the sun set completely, and Lütes returned to one hill, he was in a state of waiting. Three hills are seized, where Eurydice takes on the protection, and Rütes returns to command of one hill. Surprisingly, things carried on as the operation went, and all that remained was the return of the operative planner.

"Master Lütes, we need an operation after tomorrow."

"Huh? Look. Don't you get it? I'm training spears right now. Are you stupid?

"also, sorry"

My men rush to bow their heads in return for Lütes. By the way, this subordinate, this is not the first time I have issued a current inquiry. The same reaction, the same return, when the sun had just fallen, when I spoke to Lütes, who was training spears. The difference is that even more time has passed.

Lütes keeps swinging his spear. It was chaotic in my head, whether it was a cluttered spear or a denial of a move disrupted by proficiency. Before returning, the words uttered to Eurydice mess with my head. I don't know what my position should be, but the fact that I'm not coming back.

"Ahhh! It's so lame! If you're coming back, hurry up! If you're dead, just say it! I don't care how far you confuse me!

Lütes' spear draws a glossy moon. Screaming impotent things, but the spear was showing the best of luck today. So much so that the spear falls into the illusion of moonlight.

"Where do you need to be confused? Why don't you just go ahead and do what you want?

Lütes pointed a spear cut at the shadow that suddenly appeared.

"It's too late! You have no right to order me to hurry in the future!

There,

"That's terrible. I've been working really hard on this."

White Knight, William von Lewius stood. The protective equipment is worn out and the white hair is also thinly dirty. But the expression was a floating, spare standing.

"You won?

"I won. Well, I didn't kill him."

"... I don't know, but if I win, I forgive you"

Lütes pulled the spear back. William puffs his head.

"Why did you let him live?

"Kill Apollonia and the knights will enter the total battle of the mud to avenge their enemies. There is no chance of winning out there. There is a better way to profit than to kill. That's all."

"... they don't teach me to know it like I always do"

"It's not a big deal. As a result, he let the Yale region go instead of his life, which is why it's a victory. This year, Arkland also entered into a covenant forbidding his invasion of Gallias. Now, it's going to be a lot more profitable than killing, isn't it?

Lütes was not convinced by that alone. Always, words that have guided my thoughts beautifully, my sensibilities, slip in my ears. I'm sure sensibilities far from understanding have spotted lies. A short period of time, but Lütes has been staring at this man.

That's a deeper feeling than sex.

"I don't mind... do you need treatment?

"Injuries are no big deal. Tomorrow, make sure Arkland leaves, and I'll go back to the King's Capital. What are you gonna do? It's not going to be the kind of situation the king needs."

"I'm going back, too. You want me to tell you something, Spear? Please."

"... could you please go back, Master Lütes? Please."

"Han, you have no choice. Tell me a little more about it, too."

William laughs bitterly. To the wise eye of Lütes, who spotted not "lies," in a ruinous manner. William hasn't told the truth as one in his earlier answer. I'm reasoning for that, but the reason I brought Apollonia to life was something else, something bigger.

(Worth raising. The seed set it up, she'll be a beautiful star again. To the stars on earth that illuminate my royal road -)

William deflected his gaze. To a place where there would be two hills that I let take away, a red beauty star.

(... The stars over here are not cute. The light is too strong, Knight Queen. If you shine brighter than me, next time I'll kill you, Apollonia of Arkland)

That light, how much brighter would it have been today alone? I could win today. But it's not always possible to win tomorrow. That's all I felt good about. I was finally able to break it with my sword using critical 'mutual', bows and tricks.

She will stand before herself again. More brilliant than it is now.