Tower of Karma

"Damn! Volka's been hit!

A fierce man who supported Schulbestel for many years in the north fell. The bad guy is Lester from The Black Eagle. It is a new star who carried black, the national colour of Ostberg, and ascended to heights with talent and effort without shame on his part.

"Not yet! You still have me!

From the defeat of humiliation in Laconia to this point, Lester elevated herself in death and madness. For the sake of defeating the White Knight, a monster that went beyond even the venerable 'Black Sheep' Kimon. Make up the difference in force felt then, and try to reach the far side of it.

"I can't! Withdraw or you'll be wiped out!

Lester had a lot of talent. If he had a spear, he would have no enemies in the country in his mid-teens, and he would have given him the power to take over the hundred generals of Garias on his first battlefield. Knowing the smooth sailing samurai life, white knights, war spears, and the height of the inhibited walls, even his chronic heart disappeared from Lester's chest.

"Sir Lester. How would you like to proceed, daughter of the white bear?

For Lester right now...

"Leave him alone. Focus on fewer than that. The average force of those from the North is high. Without insulting you, we will certainly sharpen and advance the battlefield."

Even Shrubia, who grew stronger, was not the enemy.

A new star shining brightly. Shrubia lips on remorse. The battle I have built up, abandoning being a woman, and the time I have devoted to my martial arts far longer than my young Lester, is disintegrating. Talent, it's just the quality and length of the effort that jumps over.

"Interpretation, 'woman'. The battlefield is the realm of men, if you understand it, leave. There's no place for you."

Why Lester doesn't actively pursue herself, knowing that there's a 'woman' there, something so overflowing that she's going to be torn inside Shrevia. The woman who should have thrown it away, but it was born that way, and as long as she lived, she could not be thrown away.

I lost because I'm a woman, I missed because I'm a woman, and they let me live.

There is no humiliation like this, and I want to die of weakness without being able to say anything back.

"All units retreat! You're gonna survive anyway! They shouldn't be able to come after us!

Yulian, who joined Sülvia by his own plea, screams. We lost on this battlefield, but we should be winning on other battlefields. Then deep pursuit becomes a difficult decision. If you think about the risk of protruding and being besieged, you shouldn't be able to take far-fetched action.

"I don't go deep. But I'm not even willing to get it done with a shallow wound!

Lesters shrug away the backs of an unfailing enemy. Shingers' corpses pile up. There was no longer a battle on this occasion. What is on this occasion is just genocide.

"Shit, back off, back off!

The black wings blink and the blood tide explodes.

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Jan put her head on. I'm not going too far, but I'm not even willing to take my hands off it. He was going to keep the enemy generals in check exactly as he wanted them to.

"As always, the battle is freaking out. How many times has this sense of smell spoiled you?"

Multiple strained measures. Assuming the opponent's route, he punched in a number of fabric stones that manipulated the opponent's movements. If the number of fabric stones is too high and normal, such as simple ambushes, crushing roads, changing roads, etc., the rate of progress will slow down. Or it opens up to the amount and penetrates without thought. If the former, we will achieve our goal, if the latter, we will just make it delicious.

Oh, my God.

In front of Jan is the flag of 'Black Gold'. A tremendous presence that you don't even have to look at. Skin trembles. It breaks my heart. A golden glow, a giant star gleaming in heaven.

"Gustav, can't you make it,"

Gustav, Jan's great spear, had already let go. A battle spear that shoots straight through the line with a point where there would almost certainly be a strakless. Struckles' army, his flanking hand blurred, fast stuffing by heavy cavalry, including himself.

"Signal with wolf smoke. When it's over, all troops spread out. I'll take care of it."

Jan took the bow out unconstitutionally. In an instant, he clutches the arrow and squeezes it full of strength. The arrows I unleashed drew a beautiful parabola and shot through the black flag. with a hundred captains near the enemy army who were behind it.

"Time is on the job. Besides, I'm not dying yet."

Jan and his men, who straddle horses and drive. It's the bow, the spear, and the sword that carry you around.

"Until you can see it in peace!

Jan intercepts Strakless from the front.

"Oh, the kid who picked Berger. Let me put it on before it drops!

The strongest stripped his fangs.

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Angelm bites his teeth. Siege battle, defended by 'Black Sheep' Kimon. The Arcadia side has firmly consolidated the points that we will never be able to get through. Gregor's destructive power also erases the flavor in front of the artificial building, and Angelum is in a hurry to open his own breakthrough, but Kimon calmly wanders off. I can't reach, I can't move on.

"What about the fire gauge?

"There's groundwater flowing right under that fort. It's shallow and has a lot of flow. As a result, the ground is loose, but there is no water problem. It's about that man, he'll be ready for lubrication. The fire won't pass."

A good fire meter is also ineffective. Normally you don't have enough strength to dare to fight a siege. Even a Kimon opponent will have three times less power than is required for regular siege warfare.

"He's supposed to protect this place. I will be watching until the siege weapons that Master William has prepared for this battle arrive. Watch out for Strakless and Lester's movements, don't show any gaps."

The army moves as directed by Angelm. Gregor also has to stop his legs.

"There's a gap over there too... I guess you won't let me see it"

"Don't move if you can see it. It's just an invitation."

"If you're in the field, you can't lose."

"After you drop this, please prove it"

They were two armies that had stabilised and overlapped the winning stars, but they had to stop their legs without putting forward the steadfast defense of the black sheep.

"Send me the signal. Two wolf cigarettes, the other will make it easier for the Legion Leader to attack."

"Yes, it will take right away!

Angelm irritates himself that nothing wisdom comes out. I will trace the Lord's thought as to what William would do. I still don't have the answer on hand and I don't see the offensive muscle.

There weren't enough pawns to break the iron wall guard.

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William moved his troops as far forward as he could as soon as the third one went up. It looks like an overprotruding wind, but this is a hand that makes itself a fabric stone. Expose yourself, the conductor, and attract them as bait for fishing.

"Shall we let the mercenaries win too? Now, surround yourself tight, Ostberg."

The Ostberg army will surround the White Knight's flag. This can't be the best hand for them, hands that don't. In front of you is the head of the Hate White Knight rolling.

"Try to kill me. If you can."

Best hand, nothing else, which is why that hand is definitely let go and let the next hand be finalized. The 'absolute' they've set up should be removed, even if it looks like a loss. They were not battle craftsmen. Neither Kimon nor Strakless would probably.

"We'll take the White Knight! Protect your country!

"Answer!

William pulls out his sword. The intimidation makes me feel on my side. The enemy doesn't notice. They don't notice. This is the same as hunting, laying low and erasing the signs, sinking the gap in one blow.

"Too bad... reason and sensibility are telling you guys I can't kill you"

Ostberg troops attacking the troops of the isolated White Knight become stunned by the strength of the White Knight. Strong, just strong. The leading, sword-wielding white man had a comparable power in sight to their own general.

"Stack at my feet, weak people."

Absolute zero degree gravitational pull, from the tip of the touch, breaking my heart from the tip of the sight. Despair is created and sucked in. Death was smiling at them.

A large number of Ostberg troops, mercenaries from outside, could not defeat the White Knight. The circle of siege, the spear that was outside it, will easily eat through its siege. In the first place, they can't afford to pay attention behind their backs, and they stare at you as they are devoured. That was something I had no choice about.

Because the white knight's gravity sucks in his gaze.

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Jan makes a big stretch. She laughs powerlessly, but at the base of her return, everyone watched Jan without respect. Jan puffs her head at the sight and looks in trouble. I don't like to be expected. Whenever you want, there better be nothing heavy.

Good to see you, Your Excellency.

"Marvellous. I was just lucky. If the giant stars are in tune, I'm not here right now."

Everyone in this room understands painfully that it is amazing to be able to escape a giant star in the first place. Despair, defeat, even a soldier of miscellaneous soldiers carved into his head just because he confronted them, these are absolutes. As long as the opponent is a giant star, death is inevitable without the opponent's whim.

"No, it's tough when this goes on. Let's wait for Gustav to come back and rethink the operation."

"Oui!

"You don't have to reply so hot and bitter..."

"Got it!

"... it's good to be healthy, yeah"

Jan did run away. Just like before, if you don't step in, you'll survive. The gravitational pull of the giant star, it was important to maintain the distance that I could afford, as was the physical distance, but the mental distance was important. I mistakenly thought I could win even for a moment, but at the end of the day, a half-step is desperate.

(Then I can't defeat Strakless. It's a confirmation of what I knew. And you wanted to know how this turned out, Mr. William. He weighed me down with an object called Strakless. Was that what you assumed? Or was it unexpected?)

Jan finished his role in this battlefield. Of course, what you do as a general is a pile. But this encounter was the first and last of William's tasks. I never grow up like a young man. There's no point in gaining experience.

(In the meantime, I will continue to obstruct Strakless to a difficult degree. That's good, right?)

Jan understood the meaning of this battle more than anyone else. I'm sure that will increase William's vigilance. Jan thinks that's fine. You shouldn't believe in people in this world easily. You shouldn't dictate people. Just be on your guard.

"Let's have a cup of tea and have a drink."

Jan made another big stretch. The bow is shattered, the spear is broken, and only the sword is worn on his hips. The successor of Baldias, the Zeke family Kirinko, who braved his name as a martial artist, and the man with numerous aliases, laughed unwillingly.

Skillfully escapes from a giant star. How many people in Laurencia can do that? You know or you don't, you can't decipher anything from an unmotivated look.

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Angelm's thoughts continued. What can I do to move a stagnant battlefield, with little to no drinking and no eating, no hands to advance my legs. There's nothing common sense can do about it. Still, a white knight would surely break it.

"If that's the one in the first place, we'll have a siege weapon at this point."

Yes, the White Knight has the strength. If you see this place as a battle place, you'll go everywhere. But the hand is impossible for me. Kruger is also a famous family, but he can't manipulate as much money as the length that binds the Chamber of Commerce.

"Do I have to wait or do I need your help?"

I hate my weakness. Nothing floats. I resent incomprehension. I'm sure they'll come out. Because...

"It was also in the White Knight. There was a time when there was no hand tag. Yes, yes..."

Nor did the White Knight combine everything from the beginning. I crawled up with nothing, with my sword and my intelligence - don't forget. of the White Knight, the largest weapon of the White Mask is the

"Woohoo, yeah. I forgot. Start with the beginning of that one. What attracted and burned me to. White knight, no, white mask, yes, that madness lurking in this beautiful mask is the one"

Madness enough to isolate the others. A runaway tactic with a goal of using any hand to crawl up and show. Kill even your allies if you need them, and if you need them, you have nothing to do with trampling ethics, morality.

Um, imagine a monster from a time when Angelm was in a hurry. Flush the broken mask into your thoughts with a trance look as you caress it snugly and gently. A bunch of overflowing, ruthless, crazy, off-track thoughts.

"This is the path that my... that you should have taken"

Angelm came to think of it. And move to execution. Now the flock of sheep will be wiped out.