Tower of Karma

I thought the dream I would see during death must be my sister's dream. Or Euwayne, the late right-hand man, either way, I thought we could have a slightly fulfilled end.

"... the bastard's, and Temeer's. Really, why?"

A white knight stands in Wolf's sight. There is nothing around, just one person to reign in solitude. No one can follow me. Everyone gets scared on that back. I get dizzy at that distance. He who worships or turns away, or tries to follow, did not show up.

"That's how Temeer looked so cool back then. As a matter of course, there are even places where no one is looking. The back you show is always perfect and doesn't make you feel that weak or dusty. He's a nasty bastard, Temeer."

Wolfe was following his back like goldfish shit at the King's Council. Graceful, full of elegance, Wolfe felt nothing for the way everyone was jealous. However, behind it was a party day after day, behind all sorts of events, without losing any hand and lacking training in habits. Wolfe learned awe of that posture.

"Why did you get there?"

Wolfe asked at the time. He lost Euwayne, lost a lot of his people, and made so much effort under the Hero King that it had never been a life. Even that wolf rests for about festive days. You won't like it in the first place. On a day like this, in the shade that no one has seen, why can we do it all the way?

'Cause I'm scared.

"Scared? Temeer?

I remember being surprised by the unexpected response.

"Scary. I'm not a genius like you guys. If you take a day off, someone's moving on the day I stop. Makes a step difference. I hope that's a step. But a genius would take two or three steps in a day, wouldn't he? Then all the ordinary people can do is keep carving out a step. Because the only way a genius can rest for a day, two days, and keep going in it is through the livelihood given to ordinary people '

Weakness shown by the back.

"That's a weak story."

"You don't know what it's like."

myself laughing at that with my nose.

'Besides, for the life my path's been crushing, you can't forgive me for stopping, can you?

'I don't know what that means. What do you mean, the enemy you've been knocking down?

"It's not just the enemy. My enemies, my allies, all the lives I've scattered for my path. I feel responsible for everything that's happened and will happen. There's no point in taking anything that deserves it if you don't produce it. Die without producing anything, this is scary too '

I didn't know what that meant. It was a distant and abstract story, too far apart as a feeling of reality. At the end of the day, I thought that I and the White Knight would not meet.

I don't know.

The White Knight laughs bitterly at the blurry answer.

"You'll see someday. If you are a vessel that stands above people. Life hanging on your back, its weight. Sometimes you just have to look back. There will be scenery you won't see all the time. '

I don't know. I didn't know. At that time, he was obsessed with being strong, absolved of being strong, and Wolfe has always turned a blind eye. There is nothing extra there to look at just before, to stare at just the way to be strong.

What did I want to be strong for?

"I can't believe it. It was just before, I guess."

Wolf put his head on. Finally, I get it. Looking back slowly.

There were lots of lives, flames, Euwayne and his mercenary companions, and his beloved sister, Lilya, there. The path taken by the wolves, not just the enemies trampled. The lives of their founding companions are also being sacrificed.

"Damn weight. But I don't feel bad."

Reinforce the weight of its life. Who wanted to be strong for. It reminds me of things I forgot for myself, for people, for the world. Don't forget the beginning, and where you're going. My path is a rebellion against loss.

A life scattered without a voice that was weak. I asked for strength to reach my voice. The goal is not to be strong. Be strong and make them listen. My own voice. Let it arrive. The cries of the voiceless. Because I know. Because I was.

"Guys, again, let me carry you properly. Let me take that weight. Bear it all and I'll run through it. Let them live."

Don't forget.

"Let's hear our voices."

A wolf can roar. And the king of wolves laughed.

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El Sid stopped his move to stab a stop. You feel something. Stop the big spear perfectly and observe the enemy lying there. It's a faint flame in El Sid's eyes.

The black mercenary regiment was screaming in the front row. The battlefield is already over when El Sid reaches the wolf. And then the wolf wins, or the sun wins. Weaknesses, on the other hand, defeated wolves, now they still believed in wolves even after seeing how this was going.

Estard's generals were also silently staring at the enemy. The proud battlefield, we lost more than we were plucked. For them, who had never thought about defying the sun, it seemed more beautiful to go even as they wore it down.

Dino grabs the root of Ulysses, who is as good as a blubber cloth, breaks into the front row for easiest viewing, and shakes Ulysses' head as he is about to lose consciousness.

"Wake up, kid. Just the right place."

Ulysses is stunned when his consciousness returns and he sees his Lord fall to the ground. I don't see a winnable vision from that situation. In the first place, the radiance and strength of the fierce sun were beyond Ulysses' comprehension.

"You're not being stupid. I stopped this guy until it was time. Feel better. If he's already dead, he's killing our general. I didn't kill him, which means he's not dead. Now look, little by little, it's starting to flare up again."

Ulysses annoyed Dino's words. I was blinded by the brilliance of the fierce sun, but surely only a little flame was beginning to spill from inside Wolfe. But only a faintly felt level. It's not even comparable to their Heavenly Wheel.

"Be proud, kid. I get hit so far, I get up again in that person's hands. Wolf boy is awesome. Many times what the kids think, wow. For half a century, the man who fought could not imagine the difficulty of standing unbroken against a monster who had broken it all, regardless of his enemy allies"

Dino mocks himself. My aim began with Wu. Days when you know the distance as you get stronger and if you realize it, aim only at form. Instead of going beyond, he even gave up catching up. Both Pinot and Laro are the same. It was broken.

Right now, the man trying to get up is not broken.

"Wow. The generals of Temeer and the others."

Now I see a flame that flames again, and I understand it.

"Wolf!"

Now look at the man who stood up. My people scream his name. Again, they wanted the dream to continue. A bunch of socially vulnerable people gathered in Wolfe's strength. All those who abandoned their country, who had to abandon it. I was attracted to the strength of Wolf. On that back, I put my mind to it.

"Wolf!"

Anatol screamed as well. Coincidentally, we had to line up our fates. At first it was recognition to that extent, giving back the gratitude worn on its own. But as we travel, as we fight, our perceptions change. For the first time, I learned true loyalty to a man of a different strength than fear or fear. I fell in love with the warmth lurking in strength. Tremble now that its shimmering. My heart squeaks.

"Wolf, hang in there"

Nika snapped with a small voice that would never arrive. The journey between the two began with a much smaller loss from the battle to determine world trends. There were many. Sometimes I regretted. Still, I sincerely think now. He said it was good for him. I'm proud of myself for choosing Wolf. He abandoned his tentative initial peace and took the path of Tsu. Believe me, there is light ahead.

"I'm weaker than you."

Words are the fighting spirit that grows in the back. El Sid smiled. Again, my chest jumps when it's good to expect. Crushed many times. Every time I smashed it, it got stronger and came back. I'll see you again.

"But we're strong. Much more than you."

I came back stronger. Bursting atmosphere. I can see something like that behind my back. It's a flame in the shape of a person. The path Wolf has taken, all of it.

Soon my beloved horse continued to tease me beside Wolfe. Proud to put Wolf on board, he expresses his will to run with him again, let the sun fall.

"Do you want to do it?"

Wolff snapped his neck. My heart has never been fuller. My soul is rejoicing. Behind us is the past and now staring back. You can't shame them. My people who believed in Wolf and martyred me on the road. My people who sent Wolfe to the sun with the thought of a decisive death. The past and the present became the path to the future.

"We're strong. Listen to us!

To strip it all off, Wolf Gank Strider of "Black Wolf," set off 10%.

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El Sid intercepts Wolf, who flies out like an arrow. Eyes that grew brighter than earlier, without hesitation. El Sid strengthened his certainty when he saw it. Too strong, hence lonely. The fierce sun laughs amazingly when I see a wolf crawling up to the same stage as myself.

"I'm the strongest!

El Sid waves a great spear toward an accelerating wolf. A devastating blow, shiver or hell, take or hell. Too strong a force won't even allow you to touch it.

"So you're admitting it - heh!

Going to that blow, Wolf twisted his body with all his might. Guru, it rotates like it was bounced, and the arms that become are beyond a person's driving range. Accelerate at once, from negative to positive, from the tip of zero. And beyond. Himself earlier.

Reach. Into the fierce sun stage.

"Nooo!?

Each other's blows were nicely offset with the same power of things. I mean...

"But... I'm the one who wins!

at speed, that Wolfe, who beats at RPM, has the advantage. Wolfe punches in continuously with no intermittent hair. Wolfe is faster, even if it subtracts a more laborious portion than previous attacks.

"Do you suppress me again?!?

El Sid had a full grin. No matter how many times you crush it, you can't help but spill a grin when you think of the person who is standing up and fighting you, even though you have not renewed the strongest in your life beyond your limits. So much so that El Sid was bored, that the mightiest self, those who could confront, were another way, and the rest were all half a century of repelling themselves. Finally, we got around each other.

"What, no"

Speed beyond man destroys himself at the same time as he suppresses others. A state of disarming all the limiters that humans normally call. While all movements exceeded earlier, the damage to the flesh produced by all movements was also jumping.

"Don't crush me, kid!

That said El Sid himself believed that the Black Wolf would not retreat, that it would not crumble. A flesh considerably inferior to itself as it stands. Though the pedigree is different, this difference was inherently beyond a battle. Although it is a monster enough compared to the others.

"Pain is good. I don't care if it's hard. So we win!

The spirit overrides it. The implications are too different for ten percent of William and ten percent of Wolfe. The quality of the flesh is different. Supple, soft, and tough. Except for El Sid, even Strakless would worship the back dust in terms of talent.

If William's spiritual power was added to it...

"Ooh, ooh, ooh!

A wolf is born who eats even the fierce sun.

Fall, sun.

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Welkingetrics learns about the new era that blossomed in distant lands. A wolf who knew himself well knew his strength, and his truthfulness was revealed.

"Welkin, you've been looking so far lately."

The Virgin haunts. Beautiful look after years. It is sprinkled in a way that corresponds to the year, but beauty and warmth would not have been compromised in the slightest.

"At first it's you, Wolfe. I guess you're stronger than me now."

"Oh, you've grown up."

I feel clearly transcended as the feeling of the hero king.

"But the other guy is El Sid Campeador"

"... yes, that would be tough. Because he's stronger than you, isn't he?

"Oh, I'm strong. He's got the strongest flesh and the strongest heart, the born monster. that, at any rate, no reciprocal presence was created with him at the same time. Me and Strakles have become his ceiling. It's unfortunate."

Welkingetrics had a pitiful look on his face.

El Sid was lonely with that. I fear I will become too strong and lonely. That's why we unconsciously suppressed it to our own level. The real him is stronger. Different digits of flesh. The mind is also unbeatably tough. There is no gap as a warrior.

"Wolfe, can you save him?"

"What do you think? They're not in my category anymore. Okay, I can't tell you anything windy."

"But you're expecting"

"Of course. If it's possible, he's the only one. A born genius, with a tough heart, and then very different from El Sid. I don't like it, but I expect it."

Go to the strongest. They were in a frontier where even the hero king did not know.