Tower of Karma

Hersburg is the grand mansion, Gloriette, in the heart of the capital of Nederks. One of them is beautiful, and above all, the venerable building inhabits the Son of God and "The Outhouse of the Stars". Inside was Nedeluxe's proud treasure, the Son of God, 'Blue Guido' Rudolph Les Hersburgs.

"Oh boy. It's time for you to get ready."

"I've told you many times, you're tough this year, Rheinberga."

"... I'm sorry. It's a habit."

"Forgive me! So I don't have to go?

"No. You don't have to forgive me, so hurry. We are waiting for you, Your Majesty, as well as the three dignitaries and ministers. It's already late enough for now."

"Uh, you can keep him waiting. I've been more elaborate on pictures lately than that. See, that's good."

Rudolph's hidden room, which even Rheinberga doesn't really get into. Seeing the massive number of paintings arranged there, Rheinberga drops his shoulders gently.

"............... all I have is a naked woman painting"

"Of course."

This is what I thought I was doing in the back of my room lately. Tons of naked women paintings were packed with tits of all races and favorites. Finally, Rudolph's sexual desire went beyond mere objects and reached the realm of art.

The high quality of that waste exceeded the boiling point of Rheinberga.

"Shall we come?"

I'm still in my bedroom.

"Nobody cares what you look like, boy. I'll be there."

"Hey, no, wait a minute, hey, I'm gonna get dressed, and then you're gonna stop."

The godliness could not even feel fine dust in Rudolph's appearance as he was dragged away.

"Rudolph, aren't you taking the rest lightly?

"Sort of. I'm sorry I'm late. I'll paint for you next time. Forgive me."

The kings of Nedeluxe, and the heavy towns, the men react with prickliness within. In fact, there have been rumors in the Royal Palace lately that Rudolph's paintings are really great. Truly looming naked woman painting. Plump, glossy styles were described as contemporary Pyryodotos (an artist specializing in naked women's paintings who died about three hundred years ago), etc.

I step on the reacted Marsus' leg wondering if Amelia still does this. It really hurts so much that I want to nod, but Marthus, who stands patient and Jen Wang, was the man in the man.

"Then let's get to the point. Whatever you put down first, Arcadia vs. Garias, right?"

Suddenly I get to the point and the place tightens rapidly.

"Defeat Garias in Maalburg. This information came in yesterday morning."

"But you'll lose the freshness of the information over here. In fact, you don't know what the situation is right now."

Fenke, who learned how to fight from Diace and now leads' Black 'as one of the three nobles, suddenly raised questions. The freshness is fading when the information reaches the land of Nederks. It's not as long as I'm here to know exactly what's going on.

"That won't help. Because now I just have to count backwards from that information and guess what the painting is right now. You understand that mistakes are not when you are distracted by naked women's paintings, etc."

Stomp and crush Marsus' leg sitting next to him even though this is it. It was Marsus pretending to be calm, but there was already fatty sweat on his forehead.

"Yeah, well, I just have to guess, I think it's more constructive to even think about what happened when Garias perished. Hmm, you can bet on one naked woman painting. Mochi, to the doomed."

This place bothered me at once. Rudolph said he would bet. That wealthy monster wagered on the demise of Garias, even if the monster was unbeaten at the stake. The bigger it is, the longer it is, the more it feels.

"Pictures, one. So you're not so sure, then?

Rheinberga points out. Rudolph nodded.

"Well, honestly, I'm not sure. Because those two are involved. I wouldn't loosen things up, but the other guy's a superpower, and it's hard to predict. So I don't know what to do, but"

Rudolph turned his gaze to everyone.

"Marsus, I saw you had an opinion."

"Ha! I thought now would be the time to take Frandelen back from Arcadia."

There's a place for what Malthus has to say.

"Can you take that iron-walled fortress that Carl von Taylor defends?

Rudolph turned off his grin and inquired. It creates an air that is difficult to answer easily.

"Um, is that a good statement?

Fenke raised his hand. The face also looks anxious somewhere.

"Fine, I'll allow it."

Rudolph looked at Fenke wonderfully. She has a dark face that should speak as a delight if it's a good idea. I learned to hook up a little to the temperature difference.

"Do you all know an organization called 'Geheim'?

"I don't know it all, are you famous?

Rudolph asks next door Rheinberga.

"Not so much fame. But it is an organization that is steadily naming itself in the society behind it. Some rumors are that they destroyed Lucitania, etc."

Lucitania, Rudolph frowns at these words. It was a small country that had nothing to do with it, but now that the man has started to reactivate, it's not strange to remember the hook.

"As a matter of fact, I've had contact recently from that organization... and the man says that when he lit the browstat and was ready to open the gate, there was a medical examination"

It was a story in too great a language. Many put it on a smile and create an air of trying to change the subject next. Rudolph was just thinking. Intuition within me tells.

"Hmm, you want to meet the leader. Fenke, will you talk to me? I'll fix it directly."

"Ooh, Master Rudolph!

"If you're here too, you won't take care of it. As far as anti-Arcadia is concerned, it's getting stuck, and as long as it's lidded over there, there's no progress. It sounds like an interesting story, and there's no harm in just asking."

Rheinberga shut his mouth. Rudolph, who is usually deceitful, but his distinction as head of this country in substance is long overdue. There are no more tyrants with a straight line of desire, just a previous self-inflicted abandonment. This is judgment as the Son of God, 'Blue Guido'. If you are, you have to obey.

"Is there anything else? And then there's with Estado."

Nedeluxe begins to leap behind the tumultuous east. Whether this encounter was auspicious or vicious, even Rudolph couldn't see an inch ahead these days. No, the ripples are spreading all over the world.

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Arcadia's story had also reached El Reed, the capital of Estado.

A room in the royal palace. There were two figures in the room where El Sid Campeador used to live. One was a man who made a martial arts business to see, the other a strange woman who was far from martial arts but had an atmosphere.

"El Sid. Did you hear that?

"Yes. Arcadia's advance, the White Knight and the Black Wolf King put together, or something"

"How far do you think we're going?

"Everywhere. There will be no stopping unless you can get your hands on it from the inside."

Man, Dino looked difficult.

"Depends on the courage of the Arcadia royal family"

"The rest is whether Lydiane can get back on her feet. If we can get back on our feet, we can't even drop Ulterior."

"... how far was it even in Ulterior? Though it's a prediction, it's really a monster to make. That's the guy who beat the shit out of me. No one can touch you now."

"Estard is also growing buds. Stand still in peace on the plate. I don't know what's going on tomorrow with the ruler Nedeluxe. Those are the times."

The second generation, El Sid Campeador in "Circumstantial". I would not have let the great forefathers, the man who bears his name, inherit it to his name as his successor. They chose to do so voluntarily.

Before she was named Elvira, the woman quietly looked out over the world. Now is the time to endure, if the world has become rough, there will always be an opportunity to restore it to Estado as well.

Desolate world, war awakens the mighty nation.

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"Don't move, Gustav."

"Why? This would be a good opportunity for that monster."

"Missed the opportunity. But maybe I have something to think about."

Needless to say, Jan drinks tea. Gallias had an overall warm climate and was a tea kingdom with one of the largest regions of tea. After a few years of emigration, the man, completely fascinated by Garias' tea, smells the tea perfectly and smiles in trance.

(I don't want to be on the same battlefield, do I? Looks like the hero king left behind a tough souvenir.)

The demise of the Kingdom of St. Lawrence, which is considered a mystery. Everyone knows that Arkland won, but its contents are not revealed in any way. If it is a victory as vivid as Wolfe's, it will be told off as a legend on either side of the enemy. Same as William.

But only Apollonia doesn't convey one thing. I was wondering, but I guess it wasn't a very good way to win in view of this situation. Maybe after seven years I still have a big scratch in my heart. Then you have a hand to hit.

"If my country stays, but hey"

Jan turns her gaze in the direction where hell would be going on. I shudder when I think of the slow speed of information, the fragmented and clutter-free content, and the scene I can imagine from these. I'd like to fight William in the first place, but if Wolfe joins me, the battlefield will collapse with all my wisdom. It's not funny because I don't care about the force push.

Surviving now anyway. Perhaps Garias will not perish. I had that certainty because I was Jan who knew the inside line. If it were a royal family that could do it, the world would have belonged to Arcadia.

Jan enjoyed the smell of tea perfectly.

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"Your Majesty, isn't there a good opportunity to move without asking?

One of the knights surrounding him raises his voice. The queen, alone, sees the end of the sky in support of the sword, the end of the horizon. Thinking of the ravages that would lie ahead.

"We have no vessel to rule our land. Do you want to turn the White Knight and the Black Wolf King straight to the enemy?

"No, I didn't mean to"

"Good as promised. There was no lie in him. I don't want to overdo it."

Apollonia opens its mouth. Knight Queen, and Goddess of War. From that day on, and continuing to win, the chosen queen waits for the time to answer each other without any emotions floating around.

"I don't know if the day will come when I care about balance of power or anything."

The Queen's self-derision invisible from her back. Only some belly hearts know what that means.