Tower of Karma

The three witness the sight of surprise. Anatole pushed open the little hole and the three of them came here. The mighty saw enough on this battlefield to see, and somewhat fattened his eyes. Still, I lose my voice to this sight.

"What the hell is that guy?"

Next to the pompous spilled claude, the two of them didn't come out word for word.

That should do the same.

William was isolated and distressed on the battlefield, so they came this far. Hurry, fight, and hurry, and as a result of finally getting there, none of the isolation was in a predicament, it seemed that way. Surrounded by a large crowd, it nonetheless creates gaps and advances with a single piece of paper evasion and a sharp attack.

How do I tell you to stop if you can't stop with all that difference in numbers?

"This is the White Knight"

Carve another step at a time. Scratch all attacks with a single piece of paper, shrink with a single piece of paper and make time for attack. For the first time a movement is possible with a field of view as if overlooking the whole thing and a calm and precise invincible body twist and sword twist.

I can't do it for just a little while. But many would say it's impossible if I told them to keep doing this for a few minutes, a few minutes, an hour. Even Wolf might say it's impossible. Only this man, however, combined the conditions that made it possible.

"That man's back, far away, is it?"

Outside spiritual power. The degree of completion of the sword outside. And preface beyond common sense. An eye force that reads through everything in the moment of movement, skeletal, muscular movements. That's not just a move, it can start to produce results even in the middle of a move.

This means that you can read through the results from anywhere in the process from the beginning. All you have to do is move your gaze properly, look across the entire perimeter, process all the massive amounts of information overlapping the snowman ceremony in your brain about how many seconds later, and then take a move to evade the 'results' that popped up. Evade, evade, attack when you can afford it.

Simply and lucidly, which is why it becomes a proof left that this man is a monster.

The White Knight, William was laughing in a fierce battle. This tingling feeling hasn't been around for a long time. Seven years ago, he was also a challenger. I am now feeling close to the thrill I tasted at that time. That's a comforting, exciting, and potentially nasty thing.

It's on the battlefield. It's only because it's a place where people are killed and stripped out.

Similar pleasure to drugs. Polished sensibilities scream. More carving, more waste shredding, we can still go, don't be sweet. The task of shredding waste is where William gets it. I don't need a piece of skin or a slice of meat. More, you should be able to scrape it off.

"Stop it, stop it!

"Come on, die!

I can still scrape it off.

The sight was spreading there that would make even allies who had caught up, not just Garias. Only one person can fully cross the most powerful group called Garias. Not two or three. A bunch of people pushing over like avalanches. A lightning-like arrow that scratches and reaches it. A complete attitude around the two masters.

Again, each other.

"I can still sharpen"

If you look away at the absurd amount of information being processed, it means that William's movements are wasted and the distribution of health is efficient, wasted and inefficient for others. The two health, the main offense, were hitting the bottom. In particular, the limits of Lütes are close. The disease that had left all the allies behind to protect the king's brains had taken a great deal of strength from her.

"More."

William laughed. A grin from the bottom of my heart. Divide all of your thoughts into the current state of play, and gather together the pieces of technology that you have built up to get to the point. There's no way it's not fun. Because this is a place to open up hard and painful efforts.

I can still sharpen it. I see the future in William's eyes. I layered contraindications to get deep inside my body. I know that better than they know how I can move, how they move, I can see it. If you put that eye in your account, both sensibilities, reason, say you still have a way to go.

If so, let's demonstrate it. There is an environment here where it can be done. There is a place there for liberation that did not exist in that northern land. It's all out, it's better to stand and win.

"You monster."

Words I don't know how many times I've been spoken today. clichés, but not so many words to describe a finished white knight. The monsters, the monsters, the unscrupulous, the transcendent, they are all clichés, and they all shoot at the target.

One more step, plus two, three unstoppable steps.

The White Knight won't stop. I can't stop it.

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It was always Garias' proposition. You can't beat an overwhelming individual while equipped with the largest amount. Neither did the elites painstakingly gathered by the Innovation King become what is known as first-rate but super-first and most powerful. This is what Gaius said with a mockery of the existence of the 'Wu King' who follows him everywhere he goes.

"There is still a romance on the battlefield, so much for the world to go on. Overwhelming force shown by the Predecessor. 'Black Gold', 'Hero King' force to which the rest are now exposed. Times are still heroic. The rest, I should have wanted to finish it. In the end, you fall in love."

The overwhelming ones have charisma. Many will be blinded by its brilliance. Now, at this moment, there is no one who does not admire the White Knight or the Black Wolf King on the side of the enemy. Everyone wanted this to happen. Everyone gave up on not being able to do this.

That's why people dream about them when it's done.

"What, you're laughing!

Lütes thinks he is being ridiculed and reveals his anger. No, I'm actually mostly angry at myself for exposing myself to the kind of indifference that makes me laugh. It was a word that aroused a pitiful self.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Don't make me feel bad."

Attention is also paid to standing around to prevent flying gear while being attacked, grumbled, frightened, and shielded by enemies. After all this has been accomplished, Lütes and Loran are stunned to see if they can even afford to let the words go.

"Honestly, I didn't expect you to make it, and I'm surprised I could make it this far. Heh, really, I wouldn't be surprised if I were you. It's not easy, you guys. Tough, and if you make a mistake with one hand, it's instant packing. But I can't even get one hand wrong. I don't feel wrong."

I can't afford it. There will be no lies in that word.

But at the same time, it's true that I don't feel wrong. Critical, that's like dancing on thin ice. Continue the crooked movement. Run all the way through the invisible thin line ahead. That's what this man does every day.

If this situation is everyday, those who have won out in critical situations should be able to deal with it more calmly than anyone else. Calm down, calm down, do your best in the dead. Choose a fine path to move forward. It is unacceptable to remove a single hand.

"Besides, I'm done."

Troops of 'Rapid Thunder' that were barely functioning because of the turmoil. That side blew up.

"Become!?

Garias took too long. If we arrive, it makes sense for the enemy to arrive. The second generation "White Bear" Sülvia von Nikleinen shows off her all-out offense. Then the arrows of thunder supplied from earlier disappeared and changes appeared on the field.

Not William who misses it there.

"Shit-"

Close the gap and grab and pull down Loran's sword, its handles. To erase the most important factor that was stopping William, I greet you with a full kick on the way to pulling. into the dovetail. It let all the air spit out of Loran's belly, and Loran became incapacitated by the pain that came late.

Completely collapsed battlefield. The thin ice gradually thickens.

So the actions that Lütes took were:

"We haven't lost yet!

Back to back with his motivated words and actions, he speared down Loran and bounced to the side, showing him how to retreat. William smiles when he sees it. If you force it in this situation, it will be irrevocable. Avoiding it and preparing for the next was a really smart decision.

Lütes had certainly chosen to attack and died before. Seven years of growth, a testament to that.

"Be sure to tailor it and show it"

Lütes chose to withdraw. A pawn named William lived in this dead place. Bridgetop was born in the midst of the enemy's onslaught. Then...

"Claude, is my horse there?

Strike and crush with all your might. I won't give you the next chance.

"Yes. Here."

Finally got the lead on this battlefield.

"I'll show you guys. A real war."

The White Knight got the horse, the soldier. William knows how to use them young and brilliant. You only have to cover for immaturity and little experience. Draw on their strengths and erase their weaknesses.

I can do it myself. Because I made them for it.

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Wolfe sniffed out the changes in the battlefield. The White Knight is alive. Garias withdrew. If so, there's only one thing I need to do, push it off like this.

"Why did you give it to that man!

Boltose realizes that again. I just noticed there's nothing I can do. With just one opponent, Garias. Two of the highest fighting forces and the strongest samurai of the best of a few belonging countries. This is all we have. You can't win. Pushed. Unstoppable.

"Well, Temeer and the others are getting too strong. Get Ostberg territory, and Arcadia is bogged down, me or the Apollonian country. Then there's too much difference in national power to combine properly. Garias is a country that has grown too strong. Anyone has a chance to blame you for that."

Excessively strong beings only produce enemies. Only Gallias is happy with that leap forward. Others should have watched it bitterly.

"Temeer and the others are strong. I have as much fighting power as I do with Akane, and I have a lot of talent. Oh, yeah. Really strong. Really, you can't win just the quantity."

There was a chance to win. A winnable situation emerged.

"But, you know, I've never thought of it as amazing in quality. Whirlpool."

Then grab it. Grab it and you're the champion.

"The defeat of Temeer and others is that they dispersed their power. Build a pile of corpses. But 150,000, you should have hit as much as an idiot surrounding you. Amount. Temeer and the others are not scared. Leaving the quantity behind and showing up on Doya's face. Temee isn't scared either. It's too late. Until just now, I was strong too, but I'm even stronger at the battle. Look, look at the eyes and balls. This is strength. This is the strongest!

Signs of the Black Wolf King explode. Tenacious enough to fight all the way to the men behind you. Those who meet face to face feel desperate. If it is the White Knight who precisely outstrips his power in a critical battle, then the Black Wolf King will outstrip his limits in a critical battle.

They know the true strongest.

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The war has changed. In terms of overall combat power, it does not change that it is a Garias advantage. If all armies are assembled and hit from the front, it is Garias who wins. But I don't have 150,000 on hand right now. We are gathering little by little, but the rendezvous of infantry, the main force, is still ahead of us.

Long battle in the siege of Theory Street if you think about it now. It was a mistake to take for granted. It's obvious that everyone knows what the most winning measures are. A white knight will definitely take care of it. You should have known, but you didn't.

There are only a few more white knights to the main battalion. The Black Wolf King has also pushed him to a position not far away. Stand back and get back on your feet. There is no other hand.

"And I'm sure you won't let me take the lead."

Still, Lydiane signaled a retreat. Werewolf smoke of humiliation, withdrawal of humiliation.

It just won't let me back out. Both the White Knight and the Black Wolf King will definitely follow. They chase us to the end of the earth. Up to this point Garias enjoyed an easy advantage. From here on out, on the contrary, we must enjoy a hard and painful defeat.

"I haven't lost yet. From today on, how many times will I say,"

Heroes strip their fangs. You won't hit a halfway hand.

This is the real hell from here.

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Garias is retreating. Arcadia forces raise their voices. Everyone was prepared to defeat the predicament of complete siege. Everyone could not float such a future as triumph. That is why this victory is exceptional, and whoever brings it about is therefore worshipped as a hero.

Arcadia Army boiling in victory. He stared at his retreating back, screaming out of relief and openness or whatever he liked. But prestige is good, but my legs are stopped. No one is showing a chase posture.

"Are these guys dumb?

"You were just so tough. The cage castle is disgusting."

"Is that a reason to miss the opportunity?

"... hanna"

The face of the black mercenary regiment was stirring up their blunt reaction. We can't just move ourselves. Mercenaries only, it is their job to do what they are told. It is unlikely that we will stand out and take risks on our own.

But Wolfe chose not to hesitate to pursue. Wolfe rushes into Boltose and three others who showed him a retreat. There can be no complaining about Wolfe's differences, even though the mercenary regiment's face is acting out of common sense as a mercenary. Happily joined the pursuit.

"All units, listen up!

William commanded with a voice that would rip even the momentum. Voice with out-of-digit pressure. The sound of joy and the curse against the enemy forces all vanish in an instant. There was terrible tranquility drifting around.

"More than this, our army pursues the Garias army. Now we stand in one branch. Follow to win, or miss the win without chasing. Yes, we haven't won yet. If we let them get away with this, they'll bring in double the number this time. Garias can do that. It's a superpower because it can. There is only one chance to win now. Now they can't even afford to get in shape. I don't even have time to collect quantities. It's now to win. Pursue and ravage them with all your might. Engrave our horrors so you don't feel like defying them again! Kill, take, offend! Take everything from them! At dawn, we, Arcadia, will be king of Laurencia!

At once William rolled up. He declared war with a loud amount of noise that could be heard by Garias fleeing. I will never let you get away with it. Definitely knock him out and show him.

"You're going to be king!

"Answer!

Give them further desire to revitalize them who were satisfied.

"Go on with me!

A charisma called the White Knight did not give them time to think. It took away thought, hungered the spirit, and built a ravaging mind.

"Kevin comes after the infantry all together. I'll follow their backs with a horse."

"I understand. Good luck to you too."

The White Knight abandoned the slow-footed infantry once and chose to pursue it immediately. Same idea as Wolfe, obvious. If you allow yourself to breathe for just a moment, that superpower will come to life. An ambush like this one doesn't make sense.

Now they have magic on them. Neither enemies nor allies are in normal condition. If the magic is irrevocably crushed before it is solved, the country could perish with a shake back. By the way, I get to where I can go.

"Come and join us, to the bottom of hell"

William snorted. Think of hell that starts with this.