Tower of Karma

The end of the arena is followed by the end of the arena.

"... ugh!?

Welkin peeled off his white eyes and nearly fell. It was so intense. Tigre was drinking. The number of times I just took a sip of chibi. That said, it also seemed a little too hypersensitive. The point is...

"Are you not good at this? Mother's inheritance. That was weak booze, too."

"What are you, a mother?

"What is it, you fucking kid? Speak respectfully and politely to me. Not because you're older, because I 'won'. It's great because I'm stronger. Be respectful and respectful when you know it. Gahaha."

The atmosphere of Tigre was transformed, and Welkin was pushed out by the fierce assault of the gods. This is the first time I've lost by setting up a fight.

"I'll win next."

Welkin, who is usually floating, is also a boy. Looks pretty regrettable to lose.

"I'll let you win next time, then piss. Whoa, didn't you answer the question? My mother and I, well, it's hard, but I don't think so, it's where the boys go home. No matter how old you are, no matter how strong you become, woohoo, my mother is no match for you. Therefore, he is also the most respectful person. My next point is my wife, but, well, that's come on."

"... you mean strong,?

"Oh strong. My mother is strong."

Fluffy floating behind Welkin's brain is the smile of a girl of the same age. I see, one convinces me that she is my mother. Not at all.

"That ghoulish one, what is it?

"Hmm? Oh, is that it? I don't know why, either, but I could do it if I shook my unobstructed spear. Tomorrow's Spear Without Selling the Future to Reach the Limits of the Body, Its' Ahead '. For vs. Schauhausen, I guess. An ugly monster, created by my insides. Due to the extremely narrow horizons, it is difficult to exercise on the battlefield, and if you trust your companions and enemies, you can hardly use even a single hit. Exclusively for your game and arena. Save me, ugliness."

Tigre drinks and turns the pipe. He is a man like my grandfather's trade fair. It's just another fact that this guy seeps out strange charms when he does.

"I relied on my strength because I couldn't win with my moves. At the time of that, it was like I let go of my spear. It's a disgraceful stain. For spears, yeah. You just don't have that kind of pride shard, do you?

"Are you proud of me?

"Oh, that's good. Some things increase because of pride, dedication, ready-made concepts, and bearing, while throwing them away can lead to new frontiers. I meant the latter one way or another, but I'm too old. He's a fine stubborn grandfather now. Whatever the trick is, it's Abalone. The top of foolishness, whether it be high with the Three Kings. I killed my spear. I even thought I was wasting my time."

"Hard, sir."

"You don't even know how to add a move of vengeance to your own weapons. I don't know. You'll probably be as stubborn as I am when you get to know me. That sounds stupid."

Tigre smoked as much of the pipe as she wanted, exasperating.

"So where are you headed now?

"St. Lawrence. It's time for me to feel confident,"

Tigre's eyes are much narrower when unexpected names appear.

"... why?

"I have a mother."

Your mother is dead.

……

Often, he tells Tigre the statue of Welkin's mother. Tigre says the correction is hard. I see, and Welkin hit her hand and understood that she was not her mother.

"So this is it, huh?

Tigre lifts her pinky fingers. Welkin also imitated and raised her pinky fingers numbingly.

"... you don't understand, do you?

……

Often, Tigre speaks vividly of the meaning of this action. Welkin's face stained red when he saw it, and at the end he nodded small. Tigre smiled small when she saw it. I am a proper human being. It may be quite different from the shape those two wanted, but still...

"But St. Lawrence? It smelled pretty bad over there, too. By the time each faction finishes returning after the King's Council. Rumor has it that young heroes' eggs flock around the Virgin. If you're so pretty, I'd like to see it."

"... the crisis of chastity!

Tigre grabs Welkin about to jump out.

"Don't take it personally even though it's a difficult word. Now you're a muzzle, you."

"… I would like to think not,"

"I have something for you. I took it from the house earlier. Your father, your grandfather, your ancestors were passed down pulsating and swords, excellence. The guy says it's a fake, but the important thing is to remember, let's just say it. Don't look like that. I don't know."

Welkin puts on his little neck. Tigre is in the same mood to lean.

"There is no strange power when it comes to the sword of the brave. So much so that I didn't rust it even if I left it in the zoo? Things are good. Well slashed and sturdy. That's all."

Handed by Tigre, Welkin takes his father's sword. Sure, I guess I don't have any strange powers. Something about the brave man woke up and came up with tremendous power, and so on. Just a little, just a little, warm, he thinks.

"It's up to you to connect. Including your name. It is not to speak lightly, and in a world culminating in Schauhausen, it would be just an abomination. But what if it's too much throat? People forget. Weather immediately. How many of those who no longer live in Laurencia, such as Strider, will know what that means? Who knows about their living times? I don't know. Because it's gone."

Tigre had a pitiful grin.

"You're just like me, all of which will be in the past. So run now. Faster than anyone, farther than anyone else. Superior for a woman. It's a little better than me living for a spear."

"... Hi"

"Anything is good. Connect one, enough. You don't have to know now. Sooner or later, remember. What did I connect? Then, if thou couldst lift up thy breasts, thou shalt be good.

Welkin didn't tilt his neck. I saw Tigre's face and understood that although I didn't know at all, that was probably good. Run through until the day you know. That's what his eyes say. It was the first time for Welkin to be pushed on the back.

"Is this your mother?"

"At least say" father. "Explain that to me. Why don't you know? Mother is a woman!

"What is a woman!?

"Uh... I know you're in a hurry, but make it hard. The one with the boobs!

"I see!"

Welkin struck Pong in the hand and walked straight into the dark night.

"... say thank you and then disappear."

That's not even what you heard - a glimpse of your face from the disappeared corner,

"Thanks Tigre! Now I win!

That said, now it's time to disappear into the dark night.

"Put her on, you fucking kid"

Tigre laughs bitterly and remembers what his friend left behind, the connected boy. I can't imagine what life he would go through. Still, I understand Tigre only that he is not the kind of being who ends up without a name.

"... I feel a little lighter. Hey, my friend."

Tigre remembers the past. Route to the Three Kings with some. My weakness for giving that shortest to Schauhausen. A game in front of a replacement, a bitter memory of struggling with death to protect a friend and losing before God's spear. As a result, I fell three nobles and lost my hand in stopping the divine hunt. I indirectly killed my friend because 'My Spear' didn't make it through.

"But St. Lawrence, huh? Cause and effect. No, I guess that's how the land is made to say it. Milestones, knots of the times. The beginning is the highest peak in the world. It shredded every time it was mythical, and now it is the lowest place in the series of Dalian Mountains Longardia. Where Alexis destroyed the last demon king in the world. And where your father scattered."

Everything is the past.

"Now, born in the land, the next myth. What the hell kind of story would that be?"

It's only a theory of results. However, knowing that they were connected, the man relieves himself.

"Long time no see, trying to talk to this guy carefully"

He spoke to the spear of love, and Tigre went beyond another night.

Walking Welkin notices first.

"... my mother has breasts and my breasts are my mother, but she's not my mother. I mean, aren't those boobs? I don't know what it is anymore. Well, no. Let's just run!

Aim is Saint Lawrence.

I am not alone in my quest to find it.

"We're ahead of everyone! Don't embarrass His Highness!

"It's a battle!

Garias...

"What kind of logic, Strakless?

"If I want it, I want it!

"As much as I can. So, what brings you to this guy?

"Well, I'm always there to identify it, Berger."

Ostberg...

"I'm angry, but I share that Seven Lights opinion. It is the duty of the strong to guide the weak."

"Now, there is no reason to walk with a shoulder to those who are unwilling to walk. It's not for anybody."

"So we take it!

"An endless beauty, an overflowing charisma, a good pawn. Let's give it a good shot. We brothers, for Estado to grab heaven. Yeah, well, Sid, we're gonna be a time!

Estado...

The world moves. I was just walking around a girl.