Tower of Karma

What a small thing about a man who has lost his character as king. Seeing the transformation of a king named Eduardo, William felt pity before surprise. As a middleman of the Seven Kingdoms, I have never thought about fighting Ostberg and Nederks for what they really are. This king existed in the Nana world. The king, who continued to climb on the stability painfully created by Baldias, Kaspar, Bernhardt and others, has thrown everything to his son from the anxiety it no longer possesses and locked him in the royal palace.

"Your Majesty, I have brought Viscount William von Lewius"

The old man ahead, Felix pointed out, was showing enough debilitation to make him look cute, such as Airhardt. Kings who don't get out on the scene and are weak to this point just because of anxiety. No, I guess I'm no longer king. The brilliance as a king I used to catch a glimpse of was completely lost.

"We're out of time, Your Majesty."

William is short on words, but deeply breaks his knees and takes a loyal stance.

"Ugh, um. Good to see you. So what do you say? Current concerns, can you beat Garias? Yes, no, you don't have to win. If we lose, we just have to prevent any more losses."

The eyes of Eduardo staring at William are the same as those of the weak who were overflowing the city. I'm begging you. that victory will come down from heaven. I don't do anything myself, I can't do anything, I just keep waiting. That those steady days will return.

"About that, Your Majesty. I have a suggestion for you."

It was the second prince, Airhardt, who broke in there. No time for Felix to stop, and what William is trying to say by sewing the gap he tries to answer.

"Airhardt? I'm talking to the white knight there for the rest. Later."

Eduart kicked it over. Felix giggles at the reaction, but Airhardt had the same look on his face again.

"What if you don't have to fight to get peace?"

Eduart's majesty as a thin-skinned king disappears. What you see in your eyes is expectations.

"Sire, do not listen to this man! Such convenient stories, etc."

"I do, Your Majesty. Of the measures I was prepared for, I'm ready. I wasn't spending time with you for no reason. If you think of His Majesty's, and hence the future of this country, my proposal before-"

Felix trying to blame Airhardt for his movements. Airhardt scoffs that it won't even be a battle with Felix opponents. The first thing you do is...

"Isn't harmony with Garias, rather than surrender? Conditions are speculative, but you may also want all the territory of the old Ostberg, the browstat. In addition, King Julius would also ask for Master Eleonora. Hand to hand with them, and then it becomes a nation like Aquitania. Different?

Airhardt, Felix remembered the feeling that what was incandescent would freeze in an instant. How did the former find out such a face? The latter looked at the complexion of the former and understood that it was a hit, and the liver was cold.

"If we don't fight, we'll have to exchange words. The word this loser makes will be an apology. And if you want forgiveness, you need a souvenir. Garias won't stop until we give him everything he can prepare for Arcadia today, including himself, and he won't be satisfied. Oh, yeah. I forgot to add one thing. I was wondering if my neck, etc. could be of some help."

Bitter air hardt. Eleonora, standing next to her when she saw the reaction, put her strength into her fist. Airhardt had told me that the story of the fringe was lifting. Eleonora and royalty understand that it is a solution derived from advanced political judgment. I got some time to prepare my mind for once, but now I knew I couldn't escape. I was also prepared to accept it.

But if you're a thinker and bent on offering heroes of your own country, it's not the story.

"Dear brother, if that is the case, I cannot accept the fact that we have been talking more about it. Let us cut off the nobility of our own country, let us cut off pride, and what remains at its end"

"Women shut up! I'm talking politics!

The emotions in Airhardt's eyes were never directed at his flesh parents, his pretty sister. Eleonora suppresses the feeling that she is about to laugh. In the end, everything is a dream. Everyone makes him gentle because he thinks about keeping himself safe and worthy of use. Even my real brother, this street if you peel it off.

"Calm down, Your Highness. And Master Eleonora, be quiet. I was wondering if we should be cautious of the lack of gratitude if this place is in front of His Majesty. Besides, what we should talk about now will be our future policy. Now, may I return to your suggestion that there is no difference between the end of the branches and my guess?"

No words came out of Airhardt. William's guess is a rough one. Roughly, but therefore to be denied, there were no holes. There will be holes if you wear them back, but their location is not the main point, and they make an extra bad impression when followed.

"Then I have one suggestion for you."

If this happens, there is no curtain for Airhardt. It is William's private arena.

Eduart nodded majestically.

"The suggestion from me is simple. Fight, win. That's all."

Everyone in this room rounded their eyes for too light an answer.

"I want 50,000 soldiers and personnel rights that only cross the army into this battle. That's it, I'll beat Garias to show you."

Spraying 50,000 is a little difficult in Arcadia today, but it couldn't be so unrealistic a force. If only the wording were to be limited to this battle with regard to human resources rights, it would never be anything without a thump. The problem is...

"It's something you can say about winning with a lot of comfort. How much do you think Arcadia has lost so far!? It is the path I have prepared..."

It's the part where you can beat Garias.

"With all due respect, I wasn't on that battlefield. He got rid of me, but Arcadia lost. Will you eliminate me again? Seven years ago, like that. Sell my neck, the land of this country, the sun wheel named Eleonora that illuminates Arcadia, above all the history of Arcadia that has reigned as the Seven Kingdoms, and choose the path to survive? Is there a way to be a loser here, even though there is a victory? Come on, Your Majesty, choose. Take the victory of me and engrave your name as a famous man in history, or be engraved in a corner of history as a loser. I will leave it to His Majesty's discretion. I am in the sword, Your Majesty's sword, and therefore."

William's momentum at once, and confidence similar to his arrogance of victory. Seven years ago, one of those scales was the only one on my nose. But nowadays, in a situation without a future, there will be no more dependable existence. Different brilliance. The plated peeled prince and I were just out of character.

Airhardt tries to open his mouth trying to resist. But it was held back by palms stretching from behind. Laughing in the back is First Princess Claudia. She whispers to her belly brother in her ear. "It's your fault," he said.

"The rest will take you, William von Lewis!

Power came back into Eduardo's eyes. That's just a platter that thins William's glow together. Nevertheless, he regained some of his kingship. This won't make it too manipulative. Airhardt will now be wrapped in a clear sense of defeat.

"It's your fault, Your Majesty. I'll take care of everything. We will definitely bring you some good news."

"What would you do if you lost!?

Airhardt still resists. Unborn to be recognized, such as defeat.

William smiled when he saw that adorable figure.

"Let me give you my neck. Even a drop of this life is for Arcadia."

"If our hero's life is to be lost, let me also move on and get on with it. This should spare you the worst. I'll leave the rest to your brother's discrepancy."

Eleonora turned to the enemy. At this point, Airhardt is packed. Because the most important part of Garias' request is William's personality first, and Eleonora's fringe second. I don't care about the land of the country I belong to. Give me two more than that, and those were the two things that "The King's Brain" started out to be worth the offer this country has.

"That's settled. Let's just say we get ready soon. Everything's for Arcadia."

Claudia said the words of Felix. Everyone on this occasion. He pushed his will through, and the White Knight won. Felix, Airhardt and Eleonora both understand in separate vectors. Who is the winner here? Claudia sees the winner. A heterogeneous being that increases in size every time you see it. A chunk of fun was there.

The man, still not showing the bottom, quietly proceeded to walk into battle.

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Airhardt was wrapped in anger. My own English break that kept me connected to Garias. Down to the largest and strongest nation, showing its presence as a shield against the Nederks. There was as much road as there was. I gain more by being on Garias' side. Because the enemies of this country are not only Garias, they are surrounded by a strong nation of Nederks, Arkland.

"I'm fine. If you calm down, you must win 50,000 fights and so on. Far away. Lenore, the young Junying, defeated Angelm, who is said to have completely imitated the White Knight. White knights and not easy opponents"

Airhardt thinks the path he points out is the only one that is safe considering his future standing around. Yes, the second princess, who sells off her presence and has recently begun to show her presence, also gives in. It is also a political cornerstone.

So stick to it.

"If you struggle without losing, it's still possible to move your father. It's okay, it should be okay. His strength, his financial strength, betrayed him seven years ago. Without the money, we can't have more heads than the state has prepared, we can't have arming, etc. No miracles. I won't lose. You can't lose. Because I was born a king. Not like him!

It was no longer but a desire. Exposure of emotions similar to divine favors. If you haven't lost, with your heart, keep chanting with your mouth. Desperately denying the sense of defeat that invades you.

So I miss it. My aspirations precede me and I spill important things. Impossible, I want to assume impossible, I can't tell the difference.

Everything, he said, had been set up for seven years.