Tower of Karma

Since his resignation from the king's brains, Salomon had been referring to Strachez all day long alone. He had a full taste of a relaxing time underneath the house overlooking a small, north-facing garden where the sun was falling. No matter how many stations you point to, you want to bend somewhere, you want to bend. As a single station, there was no same plate surface, and the more I pointed to it, the more savory it became.

"Sir, I see Master Lorraine de Lucreur."

"Let it pass."

As one of the few pleasures of such an old man,

"Your lair, my dear godson, is here to see you -"

"I can't believe it. Let's get to work. Let's get to work."

This is how the godchild asks and converses. Something that sounds interesting to me even in conversations without other love that I have left the scene. Among other things, the man who says this Loran is quite interesting.

"Ha. The army doesn't have my turn because Master Daltanian and Miss Lydiane are doing well in politics. Besides, I have no place on the day I was up to Lord Yang. This is how I can only look forward to skipping your hideout."

Bright and cheerful, I'm not very motivated.

"Dumb. If you're willing to do it, do what you've become."

"That's my problem."

"Well, it's better than being a relative of the Lord or motivated incompetence."

"It's an honor to compliment you."

"I'm not praising you."

Loran hits his hand as if he remembered.

"Mr. Adan and Mr. Addon still said it was puffy. About Diace Python."

Salomon makes his face look bad.

"The return order was issued a long time ago. It was that man's decision not to return. Were you endangering Carl von Taylor, the man ahead, or both? You will also need a different perspective, that was the last report"

"Digging holes in summer and winter at best. You couldn't even read that guy."

"It doesn't even seem like I was willing to go back from the beginning. After Nedeluxe was raised, he gathered and moved information from the outside of Garias for Garias, and, if he needed it himself, a moving pawn, which he would have defined as his role. He regretted it, too. On that matter."

"Thanks for pulling me out of the bandits."

"My ear hurts. It was the young Lydiane who saved him. It was His Majesty who gave it to me. Ever since that year, I've been up there a lot. It would be a waste if I borrowed your word."

As for Diace, he couldn't measure his heart by playing salomon. Cunning like a snake, hating the right way and loving the wrong way. Difficult to grasp as a float, I couldn't look under those thin laughs. I guess he was just a man in law. Until the end, when I told him to go back, he did not ask, and he did not achieve his purpose, yet he found himself in his place as a watchdog for those who were in danger.

By teaching Nederks how to fight, he breathed a new breeze into the country. Thanks to that, Nedeluxe is about to be reborn again. Doesn't make Arcadia any easier. Gaius likewise had made the White Knight a danger to those it had raised.

It was beneficial. No one will know how he was receiving it after all. But the day his death was passed on, Lydiane, who was supposed to know everything, showed tears and regretted while most mocked that the traitor had only died. I was angry that you wouldn't allow me to win and run.

I'm sure if he saw it, he'd just skew the usual thin laughter.

"What can you light up?"

Yes, it must have been wrapped in smoke.

"... Fair enough. So, how was Valhall?

Loran sat face-to-face pinching the plate without permission. Salomon didn't seem particularly concerned with the usual.

"Um, does the Heavenly Lion grow anything eye-catching? Aren't we going to reach a realm that won't reach us soon? The Lütes guy is still face-to-face, but, well, it would be a good place to be mutual. If I were you, I'd probably be dead."

Salomon nodded without surprise at Loran's words.

Now two giant stars shine in Laurencia. "Black Wolf King" Wolf and "Goddess of War" Apollonia. They were the two with some callings, but they beat up the giant stars now the giant stars. There are arguments here that can turn William in, but there's not much to defend him for leaving the battlefield. These two are considered separate anyway. In the last seven years, the two new stars have never lost a battlefield they took their heads from. So special.

But the quasi-star class that follows is so shaken that it is treasured as a story of incandescent debate everywhere. It is always named Nedeluxe "Reaper" line Berca is also deeply rooted in "Burning Fire" Marsus and "White Rose" Jacqueline as an iron plate. 'Fierce' and 'tactful' are indispensable if you are an Estado. Arcadia is lined with 'Black Knight', 'Ghost of War' and 'White Bear'. Arkland will be in the vanguard around 'The Bow Knight'. Garias has too many candidates.

And in the emerging Valhall, "Cry Spear" and the earlier famous "Heavenly Lion" were prominent. Stretch it out and say it's the most powerful of the aforementioned faces.

"Even so, that's a story on the battlefield. Honestly, Valhall has too much difficulty with national power, even though he uses Sambalt as his mother. Shapes and distortions, institutions and the gravitational operation of the mercenary king will crumble sooner or later. There will be no country in the world today where tomorrow is guaranteed."

People are good, but out of the question as a country. It is Loran's view that it cannot be a threat to Garias. So far, though.

"If you say so, Leno's guy took Angelum."

"That's how it is. Now the country will be gone."

"Maybe it'll come out. The lost third star, the monster..."

"William Lewius"

"Yes, that's the man. The world will be raging when it comes out. I don't give a shit, though. Assuming the other two are irrational strengths, he has only one strength that combines irrationality with reason. If it's true, I don't think it's a good person to disappear... what's wrong with your hideout, your complexion"

Loran noticed a change in Salomon's appearance. It's not like the slightest attitude we had earlier. Eyes like seeing something horrible. Loran follows that gaze. And...

"The summit is burning? Was that, no way...... you used 'fire'!?

"The man is back. Situations that could not be communicated in time without using" fire ", which is a concealer. Lorraine, hurry up and tell Master Lydiane."

"Aisa. When did you plant it? Well, did you get the information because of that? Doctor, Renault, it's so smart to do things."

Loran flipped herself quickly. The appearance was a stern look on the back of the word. It's the nearest worst situation at this point. Almost sucks at a time when we have to rely on the 'fire' prepared by Salomon, not on the transmission in a positive attack method. But the real worst was avoided.

(Well done, Leno. Well protected, Roger. I'll take care of it later!)

If it's not the worst, it's possible to rewind as much as you want.

Because we are the superpower, Garias.

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It was unusual for Loran to enter Tularn in this way. For once, he is a hundred generals, but he has no shards of motivation, and he is rigid enough to push through in a way that his predecessors' kings and brains would not know if they called him. The two names of such men are 'daylight'. Hundred generals, the hundredth and lowest men go round.

"... you surprised me"

I thought you were dreaming.

"Not since the king's funeral, eh? He's going into Tulane."

Loran walks without worrying about such surrounding murmurs. The grandeur was so atmospheric that I didn't think he was the lowest man. In the first place, if you think with strength...

"... su, excuse me. Where was Master Lydiane's room?

It's been a long time since the structure of the building was flying, Loran. Even if I remembered the structure more than that, there's no way Lorraine would know where Lydiane is currently or anything like that.

"Uh, the room the teacher was using. That was a blind spot. Thanks!"

Loran walks through Tularn with exhilaration. Asking where I don't know, by the way.

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In Lydiane's room there was a spark of fierceness. Between Lydiane and Daltanian there was a Strachez board, and the space had a bitter atmosphere. Loran enters the room without worrying about anything. Not a word.

"We all like it. Hey, senior, hey, Miss Liddy, shabby."

At first, the two of them were not aware of foreign objects that had entered too naturally. Sometimes I was so focused, but there was a big factor in the fact that Loran's atmosphere didn't make me feel uncomfortable. And even if you noticed...

"Ugh, I wonder if I'm tired. I don't know if I'm going to daydream."

"... Huh?

I don't understand. There's no way this guy is here.

"I don't know how interesting Strachez is. I don't like sitting still in the first place."

But the brains of the king and the left hand of the king, it is Garias Sparkle who can make such a mindless statement in front of these two, this man alone.

"Oh, William Lewis is back with his wife."

And the fact that this man is coming,

"This is the information Lenore sent me using the teacher's 'fire'. Using" fire "instead of the usual means means, that's all there is to it, that's all there is to it."

When even a daylight has to move, that means a crisis has come to my country.

Frozen air. Lydiane takes a big, deep breath once. It's time to move.

"... Daltanian. Gather your strength now. Forgive some strain."

"I understand. This battle is about keeping it."

"Thirteen knights and three knights and I win. Just go."

"... ugh, I thought I misled you"

Lydiane becomes aware of the fear that is in her. The power of the White Knight engraved in the days I was in that Arcadia. Reminds me of that thorough way of life, and I can't stop sweating cold.

"An expectant apprentice was hit. From what we can tell, he's my youngest brother. Salomon's last apprentice and greatest masterpiece. Diace Python, more than me or you, was supposed to be a big shot in the future. Not if you're trembling. Now Lydiane de Ulterior, you're the head."

I didn't see the usual carefree atmosphere on Loran's face.

"Then you worked for me too."

"Let's take a few expectations."

Lydiane grins bitterly at this return. If Loran is serious about moving, at least Loran will be deciding this situation sucks.

The standout is right.

"Any miracle is sumptuous in front of an overwhelming battle power difference. Let me show you, the strength of a country called Garias. Follow me, and don't think it's a snake that comes out."

overwhelming hindhand. Still, however, a country called Garias, whose local power

"Unburied difference in seven years, lay flat before a giant dragon named Gallias, William!

The strongest and largest in Laurencia.

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In the southeast, warm and humid areas, there was a battle with the barbarians. Historical Garias armies have been forced to struggle against a strong and tenacious herd. A dense forest like a maze is a natural factor, and the offense makes it extremely difficult.

It was Garonne of Aquitania who was in charge there for many years. In addition, coalition forces, including Boltose, now fight in the land.

"Convene? What the hell are you doing in this fucking busy time?"

"It looks like the whole army is on call. The reason..."

Look at the writing. Boltose's face is distorted.

"Apparently, it doesn't translate across the street."

"Are you a white knight? Come on, what do we have for you this time?"

A black lion killed a dragon.

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"Eurydice and Lancelo can go that way. Apparently, the queen is in a good mood. I don't see you attacking."

Jan just looks at the hill. The formations that line them are also strong, but cute compared to the monsters lurking behind them. One of the three men on this continent reigned there.

"What would you do if you felt like attacking me?

"I guess I'll just do what I do and run away"

"... That's wise"

"I can't believe this hipster is that Jan von Zeke... I still can't believe it"

"Haha, all right, Gustav, do your best to stay dead!

In the distance Gustav put up his spear seemingly unmotivated.

"No kidding, it's quite a pinch. Be careful, both of you. We saw him in" The Last "because he was definitely outnumbered by some giant star, black gold."

The air tightens. Struckles' fierceness exchanged blades many times in neighbouring countries. They are also well aware. I don't have a single try that I could have won. If you've ever done a small job and won the whole thing. But they didn't have the experience to knock it down from the front. I can't even imagine it in the first place.

I thought you came here because you wanted to fight a monster like that.

"No, that's half. Keep the other half to yourself. You have one or two secrets, don't you?

"I'm on my way!

Thundercloud invites you, along with the quiet lake water...

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"You stay. I'm going."

"Hey, the heavenly lion is staring right there!?

"You can do it! Good luck with that because I'm expecting it! Bye!"

Lütes holds a flame in his eyes and stares into the northern sky. The time has finally come. I've been waiting for you. I doubted my ears when I heard that I had lost my legs, and when I heard that I had married, I rammed around on the battlefield three days and three nights. 'Anger' that builds up all the way from there, smashing all of that.

"Well give up. And it's true what you expect. Master Lütes is not a ghost enough to entrust an impossible task."

"No, no, no, you'll die if you come for real. Heavenly Lion really sucks right now. Isn't it like a pussy black wolf?"

"If you're serious. Thank you. I don't think he's that motivated."

"It's creepy... well, until Master Lütes tells me to do it."

"Please, Lieutenant General, the second most speared man in Garias."

"The difference between the best and the second is so great... well, Master Lutes, we're already out there!

"What, lie!? Shit. Everybody hurry up! They're gonna leave us!

The disease runs. Like the wind, with pleasant feet...

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There was a big army pushing over there. The marginal force one country can put out while exerting restraint on others. A total of 150,000 troops were filled with fierceness. The strongest and biggest army. That's what leads...

"You've finally got word from the losers in the last few days."

"We're too big vertically and horizontally."

"Even so, you can't be shredded."

"We are Garias. If you become the world's strongest champion."

Four flags. The flag of the Red Lotus, the painted flag of the heavy black lion, the spear of the bronze, the bow of the emerald, and the flag of the wind thunderstorm were also in the wind. Further joined are the king of Aquitania and the dragon killer, the knight of the lake who was invited as the king's sword. And above all...

"Undefeated all the time! We're gonna win. Everybody!

Lydiane de Ulterior, the king's brainchild, the general general, reigns. The arm that united the Innovation King late Galias, the military political end, unfortunately demonstrated its talent to commerce, releasing its presence as the shadow king that no one could complain about.

Garias army to call. The 150,000 screams shock the world enough to rock.

"Win and get everything back!

A fortified city in front of you. Seven years ago Gallias took it from Ostberg and made it his bridgehead to the north, the old capital of Ostberg, now known as Maalburg. Originally based on tactically superior terrain and Ostberg-like profits, it was rooted in its location as a robust city. I will leave it at this time to see why Garias is taking the city even stronger with his hands.

But as a matter of fact, it was Arcadia who currently dominated Maalburg, and William von Lewius, the knight of silver standing on its spire, the discussant of another giant star the world had forgotten, reigned there.

The brainchild of a king with a white knight with the strongest fortified city and the strongest and greatest army. This is the true beginning of this battle.