Tower of Karma

The Taylor Chamber of Commerce was singing exactly the spring of our world in this Arkas. Taylor, originally the largest chamber of commerce in the world of jewellery, took in the Lewius Chamber of Commerce, which swallowed up its share of weapon relations from chamber to chamber, making it the largest chamber of commerce in Arkas as well. The main business is held tight by Einhardt and Veerant, and in addition, yesterday the financial is turned by Mary Taylor, a blind maiden who teaches Veerant and Gigisvalt that Gigisvalt replied first and foremost to the general drug relationship on that damned day, and the new business is headed by Veerant and Gigisvalt, who also show outstanding activity at the Taylor Chamber of Commerce.

The whole Arcadia population is depressed and continues to grow. The herd of Einhardt as king continued to have enough winners.

The executives gather together. Einhardt, Dietwalt, Gigiswalt on Veerant, and Dennis and Mary were also seated there.

In the upper seat...

"Long time no see. Looks like you're making enough money."

"Seven years? That was a long time ago, Mr. William."

William von Lewius sits down. Only one of the biggest chambers of commerce in Arcadia, its executives and elites, gets their heads on this occasion.

I began to open each mouth to the skin of Veerant's words.

"Ten years initially, depending on the world situation, was it also thin ice"

"Zeke's run was huge. I definitely shrunk a few years ago."

"That's all that wasn't supposed to happen. Important. Are you saying that everything else was laughably within the assumptions, and in the end, within the palms of William"

Tales of Gigisvalt, Dietvalt and Einhardt.

"Moving forward with the plan. Before I do... I have no power right now. You've grown to this point on your own, and it's not strange to think that you don't need me. You have the right of initiative. Accept me, play me, or hear the answer over seven years."

Everyone rose out of the chair to William's words. And I break my knee, I hit my head. I was not lost in what they did. Seven years ago, a monster was looking ahead that no one had even imagined. They are merchants. I don't bring it together as an essence such as brother-in-law and affection. That's why, as a result of a deliberate thought, it doesn't even depend on the edge of the thought, such as teething to a monster named William.

"Our answer is the same as it was seven years ago."

"This is your castle."

"Differentiate as you please. My King."

This loyalty is a product of intention. It should be with a merchant.

"Fine. Then resume 'national theft'"

Seven years ago, the paintings that were told to them are further from here. It was a far-reaching plan to steal the country, to be king of the market alone, and to put even power in his hands. In other words, the first step is for William to become king of this country, after becoming king, to make this country the winner of the world, the biggest market in the world and the biggest chamber of commerce in history that dominates its place.

"Gigisvalt, open the gate. Veerant, move that one."

"" Your will. ""

They bowed their heads and immediately left the scene. Merchant business opportunities need not be missed and things need to be transported quickly and flexibly.

"Let the others proceed without delay with their new weapons, their mass production and their usual operations."

Everyone moved out. Superior merchants run around the world to play their part in each.

But just one, a man who stopped walking turns to William.

"To be king, will that get in the way?

Einhardt's question. It is easy to grasp the meaning it points to.

"Don't worry about Rutgard. If the scaffolding collapses to the extent that one person holds it, then that's the extent. There will be some infirmities... but I am convinced there, both sides"

"That's outrageous. If you think about what happened earlier..."

"Smarter than that. My brother-in-law is worried about you. I'm telling him everything in the first place. On top of that, he's convinced, too. A good woman, a woman named Rutgard."

The return finally took the risk out of Einhardt's face. He was the most brilliant man on this occasion, but at the same time the most brittle. I guess my love for my mother, my love for my father, is all poured into my current family. To Carl, Rutgard, and his new family.

William lowered his head lightly when he saw his back leaving satisfied with the answer.

"Really, she's a good woman. I'm not saying forgive me, my brother-in-law."

My king's way is ahead of me when I step over them.

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From there were days of fury.

The Chamber of Commerce takes great care not to be distracted by many. The two men, who left Arkas on special mission, continue to move not strangely as a group commanded by the Taylor Chamber of Commerce and Einhardt on the face. Behind him, however, he was preparing for battles to come, such as mass production of newly developed weapons.

The military is in a hurry again. He was unfortunately exercising his specially acquired personnel rights and replacing people. Many biased candidates for youth bias frowned, and some dissatisfaction arose from the veterans' military, but even after silencing it, William rallied the young.

William was still visiting under his allies in the hospital bed, Angelum, during the busy hours. Many times the words were exchanged, and the time of seven years slowly snowmelted, so much so that Annelise, Angelum's sister, also wept at the edge of her eyes.

But I don't know that the course of the times will stop.

Garias' Junying Renault greatly attacked the Arcadia army with the momentum that took over Angelm intact. The two pillars, Gregor and Shrevia, were alive and well. While the two generals who supported the Black Knight Angelum were outnumbered in tactical terms, they were still pushed forcefully on the front with force moves to keep them in the mood. That would be the limit, too.

The twists and fronts retreat.

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The season was plugged in the summer. The sunlight falling from the sunny sky warms the armor and takes away the strength of the soldier just by being outside. Never motivating weather. Still, the morale of those gathered here was high. Among other things...

"Oh, come on, those guys."

"Oh, definitely"

They were exceptional with large numbers of gaze. The three of us are hardening up and blooming into conversation. I also feel the words are rough, but I don't care about the surroundings.

"It's Beatrice von Osvalt. A woman who inherits her strongest genes. While still a teenager, the sword also had something that Osvalt's genealogy could not figure out, and most recently, he took out the 'Red' fierce general Almos with a single knock."

"Is it Master Rafael next door? His Highness Felix's son, or king's lineage, is young and holds the position of division chief. Then I want to suspect Conne, but not at all. The intellect that General Angelm used heavily is authentic. I'm pretty sure he's the next generation."

Shining young hero eggs. Everyone knew about the two of them. But there's another man here. Until earlier, the loud man looked around softly.

"The other..."

The third person has a tingling ear.

"Who, that guy?

"No, I don't. Why are you talking to those two?

The third swirled his spear silently and went into the rumor. Two screams, disappear into the hustle and bustle.

"You know what? I don't know what I can do about childishness."

"My mental age is no different than Marianne's. I think it's pure and good."

Beatrice was heartbroken, and Raphael was bitterly smiling, but still frightened.

"My name is Claude Lewis! I'm a better chunk of stretch than the Seven Lights over there, and even at the moment, if you don't pull out the Seven Lights, you're even!

Beatrix pulls out his sword silently. Raphael set his bow with a smile on his face.

"Good courage. You've beaten me once, hey!

"I know how good you are, but I guess reciprocity is too much, Ichigo."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Call me. Ya!

Three people who start brawling as they are. But in less than ten seconds, they were both made clear. The reigning female jewel is kicking both of them in the foot with a cool face.

"Fuck, I knew it."

"Why are you treading on me?

Beatrices is in a good mood. It's my hobby to rub Claude's head around the ground. And overflowing with a spirit of fraternity, she equally pushes Raphael to the ground as well. Raphael, who seemed a little happy, had some anxiety about the future.

"Still a disturbing trio."

It was an unconventional, mediocre-faced young man who spoke to such evil and conspicuous three. I don't care how you look at it. I don't seem to know these three, but I know them nicely.

"Long time no see, Senior Kevin!

Claude, whose head was being stepped on, spoke cheerfully. Kevin returns his greetings while laughing bitterly. Their relationship...

"Since school, right? And you haven't changed since?

school made by William, their common denominator, was its graduate.

"Sort of. At first, I was assigned to the center to do accounting work, but I didn't have enough people and they turned me around for Arkland. Like you guys, it's hard to be an octagonal hexagon, but I'm bluffing."

Kevin is a freshman there and is admired by juniors as the oldest of them all. It is easy to use because it is well looked after and good for people, but it was definitely excellent and still a good person.

"All three of them were called by Master William. Don't play. Go right ahead. Don't make too much noise. You'll lose your character in school."

Standing next to Kevin's right is likewise the oldest senior.

"... did we have character?

The man with the neck is next to Kevin's left, and this is one generation down. He was as senior to the Claudes as he was to both of them. Before the school was built, we were friends with Ignaz and Hilda in the same classroom. The difference in years was somewhat that friendly.

"Anyway, it's Master William's comeback. Who's gonna do it without flowers?"

"Young man, you're a graduate, most military courses are convened, and even if you're not out of school, he's just a follower of the White Knight. It's going to be an interesting battlefield."

"I'm feeling heavy right now. Even though I was pushed into a role that didn't deserve a minute... ha"

A slightly disturbing statement spilled from Kevin, but he was even hesitant to throw a question on its back, which was too gloomy.

"Well, I know it's going to be a lot of surprises, but just go and listen to me."

If it is called, it cannot be ignored. Raphael, a William believer, was full of joy because he said he had not seen him in a long time. Beatrices against are favorites of Heiko Karl, who, like his brother, dislikes William.

Get out of here before I do.

"Mm, sorry, my leg was slipping"

"How slippery is this fucking leg?"

"A little claude to the loser is busy. Don't you have a word to thank me for stepping on it?"

"Remember. One day I will avenge you."

"I'm tired of hearing it. Heh, heh, heh."

"Muki!

Kevin and the others were smiling bitterly in front of the smiling sight.

(Not unlike when I was a kid... these two are so childish)

The sight is viewed with a slight discomfort by Raphael, who was open at some point. Various young generations also seemed to build complex relationships.

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"General Renault. Apparently, there is movement in Laconia. It's about being noticed."

"You finally get to see it all coming. Woohoo, it's been a long time."

The report alone gave Renault an idea of the situation. Instantly scrutinize Arcadia's talent, placement, and various information to pop up the answers. If the country were to scratch his feet, we'd have to get that guy out. I'm in a hurry, take that guy.

Referred to as the up-and-coming, Garias' youth-expecting star, Renault looked far from a samurai at first glance. Long chestnut hair is tied to a single room, and delicate fingertips look like they've never waved a sword or anything. Of course, that's not supposed to happen, but I was so proud that Leno himself, by force, was the weakness of a finger fold among a hundred generals.

Such is the book that summarizes lectures on tactics, strategy held several times when his favorite reading was the visit to Gallias by William the White Knight with patience. The book stacked next to it was a summary of William's war history, collected by Lenore's own hand.

"His battle is beautiful. Wolf or Apollonia, indeed they are Yingjie. Two stars that devoured the three great stars and glowed in heaven. They can also be described as unreasonable to salvage tactics, strategies, and their awkwardness with an individual's 'power'. Awesome, but not preferable as a martial artist. But that guy isn't. His strength lies in his deeper knowledge than anyone else's, while having the 'power' to compare it. Despite being unreasonable, reason is what holds the flavor. God has the breadth of vision and judgment."

Renault's men sighed. Young people can't stop once they're on fire. Strength but weirdo, that is the personage critique called Leno de Chatenier.

"The depth of insight is great, too. The enemy, of course, a hand that struck in ahead of even foresight of the allies. If it's as it was in Dear Death's report, it's just a man with God's eyes. Both names Carl, Gilberto, who wields fierceness against Nederks, would have died in the corner of Nederks without him. There's more..."

White Knight Mania. He, who had been so admired by his friends, but the knowledge gained there and the wisdom gained by his brother, who was a soldier, in his lecture, the young Leno boy, is a heretical genius who successfully took them in, elevated them to their present self and made them young and ascended to the hundred generals.

I admired it, but therefore looked it up, and the more holes, the more rubbed off, I kept staring at the White Knight. Look at his thoughts from every angle he wants to share that abyss, and grasp that trend. I defeated the Black Knight, who is said to have "completed" the White Knight's tactics because I knew the White Knight, the Great Yuan, and I have prepared the White Knight Breaking tactics.

"- Anyway, I'm looking forward to it. Does it work for me or not? Hehe, I live with myself wanting to win and I want to be outdone. I feel really strange."

With that said, there's no gap in Renault that blinds me. I intend to borrow my chest as a challenger and head to longing without any shards of my chronic heart. That humility, combined with the height of Gallias' average, completes an untouchable army.

The challenger was in the vortex of excitement.