Tower of Karma

The troublesome thing about attacking St. Lawrence was that the mountains surrounded all sides, the road widths were extremely narrow, and even if they didn't like it, their vision was limited by the high and low differences. It's hard to attack anyway. And easy to protect. If we hold down the stronghold, there are few possible ways out to march, and wild beasts roam the woods in jaws. Normally, it's hard to fight the opponents on this land.

"Don't let it stretch vertically, even if you don't like it. I had got the map, but I didn't know it was this dangerous."

"I dare you to stay untapped. Natural imperatives, erected by the hero king. That's not easy."

Medraut and Euphemia were located behind vertical columns. The lead will naturally be around the time Apollonia is waiting to clash with the King of Heroes now or now. We are relatively unlikely to engage ourselves. At any rate, the longitudinally stretched path is narrow and the left and right are slopes that are not strange to call cliffs.

"I've done a lot of research, but this is the first time we've gotten deep in here. Engagement with Estaard is mostly done more in front of us, and Nederks has only stood in enough to count since Schauhausen. Were you afraid?"

"... I've always thought you'd speak very politely to me, unlike the others."

"... it wouldn't make sense to give them all the courtesy, would it? It's packed with meat all the way to your head."

"It's a terrible word. But I'm convinced..."

Fear runs across the body of Euphemia. But I don't know where. Peek in the back, no one. If so, it's a leading, thoughtful and quiet thing, and I don't think I'm fighting very hard.

"Mr. Euphemia?

"Sir Medraut, be careful, something, I have a bad feeling"

"But there's no such thing as an anomaly anywhere..."

Most of the combat data they were able to collect belonged to Estaard. Little combat data was available for Garias or Ostberg's side. It is natural to keep detailed records and other secrets in one's own country, and there is no choice but not to appear on the table. I can't help it, but this time it turned out to be deadly.

"Dead enemy, yes."

The voice, from the side. They thought it was impossible. And the truth is, it pours down from where it is.

"There's no such thing as impossible. Learn."

Single ride down the cliff, coming down is Welkingetrics. I don't take any of my men, I set up a sword wave and descend the cliff in a way that is almost close to falling. It is acceleration, acceleration, acceleration, runoff. It is outrageous.

"You have tomorrow. Refinement. And you should try me again someday"

Welkingetrics jumped in. Medraut tried desperately to get involved. If you do, you'll fall from heights at this rate. Die with a hero king. This way, it's no different than throwing yourself.

But I can't cut it.

"Don't worry. Because I'm not gonna kill you today."

A heroic king thrusting in with a gentle voice. If he kicked Medraut, at that point, the young Junying would have died either from the shock of the kick or by rolling down the cliff beside him. I lived because I had the kindness of a hero king.

"But this time, that's it."

Welkingetrics kicked Medraut's horse. Horses blow up to the side cliffs spitting blood on the impact. Medraut should fall together, but it was the hero king's arm that supported it. I can't believe everything. Why did the enemy save himself, such a steep slope in the first place, a risky act of suicide such as almost running down a cliff?

"Both of you,"

While I help, I turn down Medraut. The wound is neither deep nor shallow. Really, I was precisely rendered useless in this battle.

The moment he threw the wounded medlaut and landed, Welkingetrics broke off Euphemia's beloved horse, his leg, in a crawling motion on the ground. Everything happened instantly, and I couldn't blame them for that move.

"Life, I'm studying this."

Euphemia is likewise refused.

"You're licking us!?

"Even the other way around. Jed must have stubbornly tried to crush you, didn't he? Same with me, I just cut off the buds early because it's dangerous. Talent that maintains the overall balance is a pain in the ass all the time. Even so, in this land, it is hard to show at that time. Difficultly."

"Surround and terminate! Knock it down here and it'll all be over!

"Finish? No way. Defeat me and your time will finally begin. [M] But..."

The knights get off their horses and fly around Welkingetrics. Determined death, being avant-garde, I will die. But it would be nice if someone in the back put a stop to it, and stick it in with that intent.

Not yet.

Welkingetrics turns down the knights as they move like water. Same wound as Medraut et al. A fat muscle that makes you incapacitated while leaving hope for tomorrow.

"Be stronger. Rest assured, you will be strong."

Fluffy, Welkingetrics dances through the enclosure to the universe.

"Become!?

"Refinement"

A heroic king who leaves himself to gravity as it is and falls. What is it, in the heads of the knights, the confusion prevailed over the pain of the slashed wounds. From below you can't see the ground in green when you look at the sound of retraction, roughly below.

"Did you land the tree, the branches, the cushions? this height, without hesitation."

"... tell the unwounded as soon as possible! Common sense doesn't make sense to a hero king. In all directions, he said they could storm from anywhere! Pity, again, this Zama."

Again, they know. The land is a territory of heroes. A heroic king who sat at the apex faster than anyone else among the three great stars and took over the supreme Trinity Shauhausen. They finally understood that the name was not Dada. Everything in this land is on his side.

I don't think it's a thing that just passed the calendar. The very fact that the enemy general's neck comes in single-ridden in the first place, outside their understanding. Hero King, Arkland learns the origin of his name.

Hero king, because he is better than anyone, than any of them.

Arkland had no plans to engage Welkingetrics, even if he could ever interact with El Sid in the first place. Therefore, he missed the King's Conference in Gallias, the opportunity to learn that he should have been there. Many times, only Gallias tried to invade the country by mentioning it.

I craved the Virgin. I craved this land. El Sid, Strakles dead Now only the greedy King of Innovation and his brains know. The heroic king, who led the herd on horseback, is the corner of the three great stars. Now the king of heroes, who descends from his horse and runs through the land of St. Lawrence, is missing one head, he said.

The benefits of the land and the comfort of keeping it alive. Above all, the scary thing is the old and yet awesome endurance and physical stubbornness. You don't need to be trapped in common sense. Because he is the king of heroes, the king of heroes who deviate from men. Exactly, the creatures are different.

This grim mountainous area, the heroic king who roots there.

The height is too high, and none has yet arrived.

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"Medraut? I ran down this cliff, and I can't believe it."

The leading group that receives the report bites the reward with unbelievable thoughts. Left and right cliffs, the more you look at it, the less likely it is to be a good place for people to walk freely. Instinct tells me this height is bad. Height that makes your feet dull. Do you mind if I call someone who's free to be here?

"We should withdraw. White Knight bullshit, I didn't need to hear it. I will advise you to withdraw."

"Sir Votigan, is that how you escape again?

"Sir Baylin, fighting is not just a knight. Understanding and challenging that you can't win is barbaric courage, not the look of a knight. Your Majesty, please make your decision. Now, San Balto, take over the land again and measure the resurgence. Boost your strength and try again."

"Boost the power, huh? Um, not bad, but rejected. I decided to get this land."

"... if His Majesty has been decided, until he obeys"

Votigan obeyed Apollonia's words honestly. Baylin snorts. He said, "Get down." Everyone and he, but all the young knights turn their eyes to Votigan. The defilement of a knight who fled back. A traitor who abandoned his side to his own cuteness.

The amount of pussies would have been more than the low englin who lost their own men. He lost his own soldiers and was wounded. Votigan left his country without losing much of his soldiers. Disgusting. Now, I understand which one was competent as a general, if any, who was the one who read through the great expedition most well, and who was the one who sang it, if anything, experienced it.

"I share Sir's opinion."

"I didn't throw away the same thing as the Horseman."

Votigan with a laugh of self-derision. Tristram, too, understood. Jed was nearby, too. One step ahead of the giant star. Definitely a masterpiece. But it hasn't arrived one step. The same was true of our Lord. That's why that step is so important.

They continued to be giants for half a century because everyone could not transcend them.

"You arc. Why did you leave it unattended when you realized your mistakes?"

"The lamp of life, the right path doesn't necessarily live long. He may have chosen a narrower and longer way to live than righteousness. And as a result, you don't have to be the third star."

"... hence, away,? It's hard to say that you understand too much. I can't even tell you the right answer. I used to crave 'that' from the bottom of my heart, but now I'm glad it's not there"

"Agreed. The future is too heavy for people."

Apollonia's decision. I spotted something swinging where it was, and the two foresaw ahead. I can easily understand things I've experienced once, even if I don't have eyes that look at the future.

He who 'understands' himself while deceiving himself and challenging him not to tread the wall.

"Can't you win?"

"Why do you line up?"

"Same as Sir. Besides, I've always regretted it. No, we've always regretted it. That day, we lost, we lost everything, and we should still have gotten over it. We should have raised ourselves to the next challenge. Neither I, Govan, nor Lancelo did it"

"You think we'd have been transcended by giants if we had? Well, they're still arrogant kids."

"I think there may have been a future to say that lately. That's an excuse, listen to me."

"If you think so, don't talk. And if you live, start all over again."

Votigan's words clog. In his eyes, what jumped into everyone's eyes on this occasion was the figure of the heroic King Welkingetrics, who climbed the cliff "at last" and preceded the leading group of Arkland. The person encountered also shows a slightly troubled face.

"Oh, my God. I'm going to wait for Jen royally here, but the calculations seem to have gone crazy. An ally was attacked. I think we could stop for a little talk or something, but what do you think?

"Welkingetrics!"

Apollonia's roar overwhelms the Great Flame. Without eating the hero king, the atmosphere rose.

"Well, you don't want to get old. It used to be something I wasn't tired of running around all day, but now if I ran half a day, I'd be out of breath. I used to run around the world, and now you're already a grandfather."

"Then give me your seat! Let me sit there!

"Not with you now, I can't"

"Don't lick me, hero king!

Apollonia gets off her beloved horse, pulls out her sword and pierces it. Full. Fully elevated. All you have to do is take this land, take his seat at the top. That's all, one more step.

"Don't bark like that. You look weak."

"Bullshit!"

A heroic king who flickers his sword with tremendous pressure and enthusiasm. Scaffolding is not that wide. It's not big enough to keep on scratching.

"I wanted to see you dressed up a little more, but I had no choice. Shall we begin?"

Welkingetrics also pulls out his sword again.

"Coming, challenger"

"Let me show you! Give me my flames, my everything!

"Be sure. For the first time, some things are visible."

From heaven everywhere, the man looks down. The challenger turned into a burning flame and shook up his sword to heaven. Welkingetrics vs. Apollonia, rapidly opening.