Tower of Karma

The world was devastated by the reconciliation between Garias and Arcadia and, essentially, the defeat of the superpowers. Even Garias now can win if both males line up. The next generation of heroes whose ratings were divergent due to the absence of comparables, even when considering giant stars. Turns out in this fight. They are strong. It is clearly stronger than it was in previous times. The White Knight and the Black Wolf King, the world trembled at the strength these two had unplanned.

Don't let these two get together again. No, the White Knight, the Black Wolf King, the Goddess of War, it was under the daylight that any combination of these three would be extremely dangerous.

"The White Knight is back. Restoration of Arcadia at the same time, or"

"I don't even know how Arcadia felt about sealing this monster. Even a handful of ambitions can rock the royal family. These are the times when heaven and earth can turn upside down."

"Black Wolf King strong. Hurry up and send a messenger. I don't care how much you load. My country will definitely hire you."

This war was used as an opportunity for many countries to change their previous stance. As the winners and losers of the turmoil became clearer, it was Laurencia who was showing a little stability, but also the Great Flame was going to blow up on the continent, and the nations were being pursued in its measures.

"Veerant, as soon as we get back to Arkas, we'll hit the next hand"

"Examples of human trafficking, is it?

"Oh, national power is the number of people. In order to beat Garias, we can't talk about it in terms of quantity right now. Jade stone mixing, there are uses for both balls and stones. I've never crossed a lot of them."

"What's the use of stones?

"Disposable, it is. Let it be the basis for the future that balls make."

"Ugh," Veerant roared. This monster steps off the humanitarian path with a smile without changing his complexion. I'll do it because that's not madness, it's the damage account, and it's the evil I need in the big picture. That cold computational power is why the monster wants to be a monster, and that's why Veerant gets scared sometimes.

"Which one am I?

So many questions come to mind.

"That's a stupid question. I'm not leaving my job to the stones. I'll let you do the work."

The look on William's face that kicks ass remains the same. I don't see what you really think. I don't think it's a lie, but I also know that if you skip out and do a stone job, you'll be cut off cold. This man will do it.

I see 'people' in the way they do business. Veerant is also confident in people's eyesight, but ever since we met, we haven't seen just a monster named William. There is something bottomless. Watching is too far away. However, it also makes sense to the Veerants that it is not just malicious. Therefore, we spare no effort to cooperate. Travel the best way with the strongest man.

Nothing could be more interesting.

"That's good. The job was the one that Gigisvalt's guy wanted to do, so why don't you leave it to him? Probably best suited."

"I'm going to. You or Einhardt are too kind, and Mary hasn't had enough places yet. Gigisvalt would be the right man."

"He'll be delighted. He always said Arcadia wasn't populated enough."

Arcadia also moved on to the next stage. William grabbed the war completely on this battlefield. When I picked up black gold, I got to the "certainty" that it was worn thin.

However, that is the same for the others. The certainty does not make sense to those who possess heroic power. At least three people reign in this world. It's no wonder there are other heroes lying in the field.

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In the corner of the Nederks capital there was a section commonly known as the Dark City. Everything that is familiar behind it, from the unidentified to the aristocrats, gathers here. Rudolph and Rheinberga were visiting there under Fenke's guidance.

This case was in contact with an organization called 'Geheim'. Helps drop browstats. That's what Fenke said, but honestly Rudolph didn't believe it. I'm not so stuffed with straw as to say. The point is to see the rare beast of the great language. That's all I meant.

Until you see the person...

"... Is this okay, little boy?!?

Rudolph knew the man who smiled face to face.

"I don't know. But it's gonna be worth listening to."

The man spreads his hands wide and walks over to Rudolph with a tender look. Rheinberga stepped up his vigilance. Rudolph to control it. But stay away from that walk.

"You don't have a hobby for hugging men. Still, I didn't know you were alive."

A man who looks sorry for being turned down for a hug,

"Ernst der Ostberg. Poor King who destroyed the historic Ostberg"

Ernst, the last king of Ostberg, a king with emerald hair and full of tenderness, was there. It's a little harder than it was back then, and the smile that people like is more fortified than before.

There is no sway in Ernst's expression. A gentle smile sticks to his neat face.

"Exactly. My weakness destroyed Ostberg. I resented my helpless self at the time. I still can't forgive you. Anger runs around your body."

A bittersweet look. I guess I sincerely regret it. That you were weak when you left the country.

(... are you sure?

Rudolph is sensitive to other people's lies. Born in the Hersburg family, power struggles have been familiar since infancy, so you know people well. The sensor increases alert. No lies. But not everything.

"Shall we talk about it a little bit? So, what's your organization all about in the first place? You're not a mercenary, are you?

"Absolutely. Because we are an organization of love and justice. I feel sorry for all of you when you're with mercenaries with no manners. Nevertheless, you get stuck when you're asked again. Right... we're friends, and this organization is like a mutual aid union that's made of broadening the circle of friends? The goal is to help each other, bring peace and stability to the world, and bring about the right order. Yeah, like that."

(Wow, that's awesome in the face - I'm embarrassed. Don't pull. I)

But none of my people around Ernst were laughing. I accept embarrassing dreams as a matter of course and have eyes that genuinely believe in them. There has never been a sight more disgusting for Rudolph.

(Oh boy. The big man on the right is the leader of the North Sea champion 'Vike', 'King of the Seas' Rickhard. The woman on the left is Carolina of Horus' executioner 'Thousand Kills', which Valhall destroyed the other day. There are other well-known samurai...... extremely shadows of pillars...... but they are changing)

heterogeneous breath heard from the shadow of the pillars.

(The hero's eggs are quite distorted. Lester from "Black Eagle," or)

The monster dressed in a black outfit roared quietly. Not a regular person. I don't even know if it makes sense. The atmosphere alone makes me understand. That madness...

"Don't be so alarmed. They're all my friends. Right, guys?"

The moment Ernst smiles, many of them relax their faces and smile like no other. They whispered, "You're right!" "Love and peace!" "We'll make it!" "Give people pleasure!" and so on.

They all believe that bullshit for real. I'm having a heart attack on Ernst. Rudolph becomes even more alert. Obviously this feeling of air is strange. Funny thing is, they don't recognize any of them.

"They're good guys, aren't they? I love everyone, and they like me. We spread the circle around the world. We're all over the world."

Rudolph is wary. This is what Ernst says. Our own people are also inside the browstat and ready to move at any time, he said. The fellows are as drunk on Ernst as they are on this occasion with their 'friends'. Probably won't even spare your life.

"Well, that's a good organization. Okay, okay. Then let's move on. How much can we give you to drop the browstat?

He was going to play single-minded, ventriloquist, but Rudolph was nauseated by the heterogeneity of the population in front of him. For what it's worth, I don't want to breathe the same air. I wanted to leave this place before this fear contaminated me.

"Hmm? Haha, I don't need the money. We all have our own business. If you're a merchant, if you're a merchant, if you're a warrior, if you're a warrior, you can earn your own food, and if you can't, we all help each other. We fight for our ideals. If there was a consideration there, it wouldn't be justice, would it? Then there's no point in us."

It's unnatural to be here.

"Then drop your browstat for free," he said?

"You're the ones who drop it. We just help. We are a shady, powerful force in the stability of the world, and we do not stand up and move. The star is Nedeluxe, and we're the stars."

"You're unbelievable. Was it love, courage and hope in the first place? There's no connection between your beliefs and the destruction of Browstat. Instead, you can say it's against you."

Ernst tilted his neck.

"Huh? 'Cause Browstat's in Arcadia now, right?

Seriously, I don't understand.

"Arcadia is the enemy of order. Spread the fires, the source of chaos. True peace will not come if you seek the White Knight, the son of that man. They don't need our ultimate goal: paradise on earth, an ideal place of peace, stability and order. You have to pick the impurities."

All the action to consider Arcadia, the breaker of order, is justified. No one on this scene has noticed that great distortion. I'm not trying to notice.

"That's right. I have a souvenir for you. The war ahead, the White Knight's men who were leaping behind it. I can't tell anymore, and I sent the important thing to Arkas, so it's not funny... Yes, please."

Carolina lit up behind her as a delight. There's a body with no neck.

"Justice beats evil. It's been decided for a long time. Justice is us. Evil is chaos that destroys order, its offspring. I would do anything to destroy evil. Anything."

A mad monster was laughing. Everyone follows it with a smile. A miserable sight. More miserable is that Fenke, Rudolph's man, was laughing just like them again. I'm pretty sure that's what Ernst says when he's right.

He said he was a good man. Later, Fenke was insisting. If people are extreme, they become monsters. Ernst used his strengths extremely and greatly. I gathered all these people together to raise the herd to an unknown size.

For seven years, the lying monster, who has been in the dark, moves.

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Welcoming the Williams back to Arkas was a thing that was sent as if it had been foreseen. Dennis threw up on the spot in a sight that was too miserable, and Mary stunned into the spot. Usually behave the same as Dennis or Mary.

"... what the hell, why is this happening!?

Only Veerant was rightly overflowing with anger. Hold it gently in tears.

"You idiot. You should have come with me. I'm stupid serious about wanting to go home right now because I have work to do. Goddamn it...... damn it!

It reeks of rot - it was Gigisvalt's head. And I didn't just get cut off. Traces of torture were seen everywhere, even within a narrow head. He must have been thoroughly molested and killed. William, who knows exactly how to torture him, sees it and knows how he was molested, so that he can take it. Harsh torture marks, Gigisvalt was in hell in this world until just before his death. William wishes for salvation in the afterlife if he wishes.

And William took the seal that was enclosed.

"Love more than Ernst, huh? That's a lot of distortion, boy."

On the back, there is a phrase that matches Heavenly Heaven and so on.

"Geheim...... right. It would be good. Do you want to clean Arkas first?"

If you mean to punish them instead of heaven, let them eat even that heaven.

The battle behind it was William's specialty.