Tower of Karma

The Einhardts decided to withdraw from the umbrella of the Lewius Chamber of Commerce as soon as possible. No one complains. Solemnly, the executives serve in restructuring after withdrawal. The merchant therefore has a good nose against the winning horse. They distanced themselves without hesitation from the defeated White Knight.

Some were disgusted by the way they went around making public the facts that kept them at a distance. Few young people have rebellion. But executives silence them and continue to do what they need to do now.

Much of the work was thus taken over by the Taylor Chamber of Commerce, which was also mostly organized under its umbrella. As a result, Einhardt will take over Arcadia's largest Chamber of Commerce. And the Chamber of Commerce, which secretly bears the name of Lewius, disappeared from Arkas.

What we need to do now is put the organization together as soon as possible. And embarking on the distribution of land taken from Ostberg. The name of Lewis is in the way for that. We need Taylor's name. Use any hand to enlarge. Cut off your head, but if you can replace it and make it big, that's fine. They are merchants. It is the merchant's way of life that wins.

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"Meet me at!

Marianne's anger echoed the mansion. It is Wilhelmina's husband who looks in trouble and is the current head of the family who inherited Bernbach's house. As well as the cohabiting Wilhelmina and Ernesta, Theresia and Gabriele were also part of the Marianne siege net.

"No, you can't. You know what, Marianne?"

"Everybody's crazy! You got so much help from me, why ignore me when I'm in pain!?

"Listen to me! You would also be noble daughters!

A drink of Wilhelmina. Marianne stares at Kitty Wilhelmina.

"Then Marianne doesn't need that! I need to help you alone!

Wilhelmina is also stubborn about that. Theresia sighed and held her head. Recently, there was a pitiful, indescribable air drifting on this occasion that made me look like my youngest sister who had nothing to do with that troubled child.

"Marianne, you mustn't say that. We're family. Until the time you nest, I want to be your father, and aren't they your precious sisters? That's very sad. It's an important bond."

A kind word. Marianne holds her mouth to a warm word that was never heard of once by her real father. Whether there was real heat there or not, the sensitive sharp Marianne especially understood it. His new father, Wilhelmina's husband, was a man of ordinary, hence difficult warmth.

(Besides, this is what he wants)

The white man, who gave the man Bernbach and hoped to create a warm, normal family, said before he went out on the battlefield, "Take a distance from yourself. And rely on Taylor," he left behind. I was filled with inner surprise at the actions that seemed to anticipate the current situation.

Peace be upon Bernbach. Do you think it is your responsibility to keep you away from the dispute? For some reason, it's impeccable to ask. That's where the exception lived, where the exception loved the world.

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William walks through the streets of Arkas in the rain. Before the glory, he made a great fall and lost everything. There's nothing left in that hand anymore. Even if you are allowed to have a sword, you are not allowed to wave it, and even if you can gain knowledge, you are not given a place to use knowledge.

I lost everything. There's nothing left.

"... a little more, I thought you were a smart woman."

One woman was waiting in the rain for William, who returned to the mansion to pack his things. I guess I've been waiting forever. It is wet from the core. But his eyes didn't get cold, and he just shimmered like this place was a battle.

"A little, I think I'll be a fool"

Rutgard von Taylor turned to William with a glossy smile he had never shown before. Next to it is placed the luggage. It was as if she had left the house, releasing such an atmosphere that she was there.

The woman I've been waiting for finally moved.

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William wasn't expecting a visit from Rutgard. There are things that I can't even see when I get a sense of how many eyes I see. She is one of them and I guess she has been hiding her true face ever since we met. I think William sees the look on his face for the first time.

After all, this woman is dangerous.

"Did you think I lost everything and had a chance?

"No, it doesn't matter what you lost"

"Then why did it move? I understand your feelings. [M] From the time we met, I've used your favor. You must have been aware of that and pierced the immobility. so that loose relationships are uninterrupted. I don't know why it works right now."

Rutgard had a demonic grin. eyes as if to foresee William. I've always noticed. Girl I should have used. But behind my back, I always foresaw myself with these eyes. I haven't seen her this far up.

That danger outweighs even giant stars in a way.

"It doesn't matter what you've lost. But it is important that 'time' was born. Lose everything, can you surf again or not, and I'll take that bet. If you rise, I will die. If you can't surf, you have no reason to kill me. And the reason for leaving disappears."

William hadn't had a cold sweat in a long time. Chills that transmit the spine. This response would not have been born if it had not foreseen everything. It was still dangerous. All this time, I knew it and it was behind me. Ask for the time, wait for the time...

"No matter how I fall, I'll get the time to spend with you. It's where it matters. How does the rest work to keep me from stopping my step? He did it with your favor. I wish I could have done that too... I'm not so sure of myself"

William slowly attaches his hand to his lower back. There are only two of us here right now. In the worst case scenario, even slashing Rutgard here can be processed. I lost everything in appearance, but I can still exercise the power of darkness. Let them handle it.

"So I intend to step into your world. I gave up on the best. But I'm going to get a lot that that guy couldn't. For that I waited. Until today."

Rutgard takes a step forward. Clear intent to move forward. Reject it, accept it, or both are good for William right now in the circumstances. As a matter of mind, I was leaning heavily towards rejection, but I've probably taken care of that with 'intention'.

complicated situation, the blade cannot be shaken on a swinging scale.

"Go straight in. I know you are not William Lewis of Lucitania. The real name is Al."

William's eyes opened wide.

"You were born a slave in Arkas, you were freed a slave in ten, you worked in a bookstore for eleven to five years, and you changed your identity and false name in sixteen years. In the name of William Lewis."

I can't stop being scared. You no longer have to ask where you know from or how far you know. I know her everything. Yes, only Kyle and Favela had the truth in their hands.

William pulls out his sword aggressively. It's not a thought move. Something similar to defensive instinct moved William. But Rutgard didn't even stare at that approaching his neck. Because I didn't doubt it would stop as a result of my thoughts.

"That's right. You cannot slay me. Because I won't tell. When, where and how you got that information. If you slaughter me, you won't know everything. What you don't know is, you're scared, aren't you? For me or a race like you."

Without a glance at the stopped blade, Rutgard was pointing an unholy smile at William. William, by the way, has no shards of tranquillity. A man who had lost everything and was still tarnished is shaking helplessly.

William was saddened by the sweetness of his reckoning. I was just a little bit smart, didn't have the courage to step in, had a cozy, loose relationship, that's all.

"You can't choose to kill me. You can't even leave me alone. You're a terrible woman while I'm at it. This is who I am, and I hate it in the heart. You don't deserve it. But still, I want you. Not all of them. It doesn't have to be the best. Just give me a minute."

There was no lie in Rutgard's expression. Normally I would have punched you in the chest with sincere words. But now, at this time, in this place, it was only war that dwelt in William's chest when he heard this word.

"Why me? I was aware of your favor. But I don't know why. I didn't do anything to you. There is no reason to be liked. Do you do all this because of appearance preferences, inner matches, and their degree of thinness? If you want to, you must have a reason!?

William knows a favor for no reason. The favorite that a woman named Victoria von Bernbach has directed at would be that. It is unchanged that it is inexplicable. Now, her way of life has allowed her presence to make sense of it, not reason.

Rutgard is different. She is not Victoria. The way of life and nature are too different.

"Don't worry. There's a reason. Like that guy, I just think but I love him, I think but I crave him, and if I could do that, I wouldn't look so good. That's what I'd say, too. Because the strength and depth of my thoughts should be greater than that man's. But the instrumentality and courage were better on that guy. Beautiful, loved by everyone, you can't win just thoughts. I can't do the same. So I'll give you a ride for a reason too. But I can't say that."

Why I can't tell you. There was a little hook inside William. No, probably uttered the word I stepped in to give something a catch as well as Rutgard. Is it because you don't want to be noticed that you're not stepping in any further? But there are aspects I want you to realize.

Neither reason nor blurry meaning hits in William.

"I like you. I always have, always liked it. I'm not asking you to be the best. You don't have to be loved. But let me love you. Forgive me for being by your side. I'm just happy with that. When I take the table stage again, I will give you all the answers and my life. So!"

The best of Rutgard. I've got everything ready. She says she just wants to be there with enough weapons to destroy William, depending on the user. With tears in her eyes, she's begging for an overwhelming advantage.

"Ku, ku, are you a fool, too? It's crazier than him in a way. No reason to say no to me, no reason to refuse, now is why you've stepped in. I don't hate that plan. Yes, I liked you. Clever, with different lines, in an exquisite position you have always been. You can't hate it. There's no way I don't like it. It was just creepy. Because it was too convenient."

William looks up to heaven. Why is this always the case with women who like themselves? Corner, whether you refuse to think of them or keep your distance, you step in with your life. With only life, with life and intentions, we take that step without hesitation.

"If that's even on your palm, I can't help it. There will probably be a desperate separation between what I like and what you like. Your thinking is too similar to mine. It's pathetic, I don't like me. Pretty much. If that's still good, do as you please. I have no reason to reject you. I'll give you time while I'm falling."

There was a temperature difference between the two. She cried after understanding the temperature difference. I was so impressed that I cried. Her lack of confidence demanded a deliberate connection. I said William didn't hate that wit. But I didn't say I liked it. Without it, I would have refused. It is only with her life in mind.

If William had lived a normal life and Rutgard had stepped in with no intention, I'm sure the white youth would have welcomed her with a smile. William thinks there's no point in this process, but he could be a little more confident.

"Still, aren't you crying too much?

"Higu, eh, hey, hey, hey.

"... you look hilarious. Well, okay. Let's pack."

"Oh, bully."

Thus William and Rutgard became one of the originators of each other's intentions. A journey to Latorchia, the bottom of the land where we were supposed to lose everything and walk alone. The road to heaven is far away. Whether the aim is fulfilled or not is an event that goes beyond your scope. The seeds are gone. I did everything I could.

All that is left is for heaven to decide.

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Flow when accelerating. Flushing winners and losers. Whatever happened, the world entered the warring age, when heroes roared there. With the exception of one hero who would be its flag bearer, the world takes on a new stage.

"I can't do it! If Arcadia doesn't have you, I need you!

The expression of glance from the mask of the dark body in the bloody wet was anxiety monochromatic. In contrast, the white, who became just a man, says.

"Don't ever be spoiled by my shadow. Are you that much of a man? This is an opportunity. You're beyond me, you're uncomfortable with me, you can make things right, isn't that a good opportunity?

The white man slaps the shoulder of the frightening black knight.

"Go beyond it. And prove it to me. the strength of Angelm von Kruger. If you're beyond me, you make the times."

Push everything against those shoulders. Black knight to its weight, Angelum remained skewed in the face. As a deputy general, I never took the easy road. But I feel it again as I stand on the arrow. Give me the top pressure.

"I hope so, Angelum."

Serious encouragement. In fact, William expects only a little. that Angelm will outdo himself and erase his raison d 'être. that you will remain isolated in the snowy northern lands while being deprived of the sword you take away.

The next day, Angelm von Kruger also had the strong push of Second Prince Airhardt to take office as First Army General of Arcadia. It was the first time in Arcadia's history that a general in the flying class had been inaugurated by the division chief, and there was a glimpse of Airhardt's real power, its strength, through unprecedented things.

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Rudolph eats to death, drinks to bathe, and blossoms into a feast with the cheerful wolves. The wolf king at its center was much bigger than he had seen a while ago. I can tell by being such an idiot. I feel it on my skin.

"Wolff. Why don't you stay here?

Answered question. If that's what you still want...

"Whew. I've decided where to go. You'll be hired as a mercenary again when you're settled."

"Too bad. You owe me quite a bit, so I'll let you hire me cheap next time."

"Okay. You owe me that much!

Rudolph sighed when he saw the delightful grin of the Wolf King. It has been said that I am the Son of God. But how many men will see themselves above fulfillment when they compare themselves to their brilliance? Even though I'm beginning to think so myself.

"Let's not drink again, best friend!

"You seem to have a lot of best friends. I'm the kind of guy who chooses friends."

"You have friends in the first place?

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"... sorry"

There is no need for two absolute beings in one country. Blue Guiko and the Black Wolf, until now there was no absolute atmosphere for the Black Wolf. But the raging sun fell, and the surviving wolf was no longer just a wolf. You will reign in the world as a mythical monster that eats even heaven.

It can't be disconnected.

Because he has finally become his enemy.