Tower of Karma

Taylor Chamber of Commerce.

It is a herd that rules one world as the weapon of William.

They wait for William's word. I've been waiting a long time. I was told to wait for this moment. I kept waiting. I can't hold a sword, I can't swing a spear.

Still wanted it. Revenge.

"The time has come for revenge. Merchants have the battle of merchants. Comrades fighting all over the world. Let them share. The intent of the battle. And gather them, gather them together in Malburg."

"Bye -"

"The first must win. Seek the lead. Win to win. Whoo-hoo, just like always."

"Understood!"

Their eyes were burning. Something unforgivable happened. There was an unforgivable barbarity. Whatever the reason, can we stay without the mindless, sunshine of that man who fell on the sword, not the gold? Even if you don't have a sword, you can avenge it.

This is for the late Gigisvalt.

done on the back of the world and is a merchant's revenge play.

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Winter has passed again. It will be just a springtime for Arcadia to push for industrial efficiency and the addition of manpower at the same time. Supply inexpensive, low-quality, but pragmatic enough weapon protective equipment and also high-cost, high-quality weapon protective equipment. It is a horrible story because this is the job of the same Chamber of Commerce.

Not just within Arcadia, but top share globally. The logistics network, the greatest strength of the Taylor Chamber of Commerce, has traveled further along the way of expansion, expanding its umbrella circle around the world. It is no longer a single chamber of commerce of a single nation. One weapon is the biggest and most powerful chamber of commerce in the world.

The foreign currency they collect is the driving force that is developing Arcadia today. A talented person develops the next person, and the next they get the job. The world underestimated them eroding at a terrible rate. Interpretation, merchant, there's nothing you can do.

That alarm, ignorance, is the aim of those who command them. Already his battlefield was out of control of force. Whether it is business in the context of the force of one's own country or another, let it be an organization that transcends even the domination of the world and even the nations that use and control gold behind it.

That's what they're educated for. They are taught what kind of fruit their work will eventually be. That is why they are very motivated and at work, and what is not has been eliminated and refined.

A global chamber of commerce where the strong gave birth to the strong and only the better and stronger were allowed to survive. They use the weak well. I understand the responsibilities of the strong. But at the same time they do not try to keep the weak among themselves. They are clearly drawn.

Who uses them and what they use.

Competent to travel the world, they were at the same time in a vortex of tremendous competition. Scary is the inside. better people. But I can't pull that leg. Their Lord has wide eyes. The inferior who tried to do so had disappeared unknowingly. eyes and execution that the Lord possessed, which was giving them discipline and order.

They turn. Led by the best.

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It was Garias who noticed strangely before anyone else. There was no attack from Valhall led by the Black Wolf King, who had been called Spring Best, etc., and information that the grass man had purchased said he disappeared from the country without waiting for spring. I wouldn't have even cared that that would have been unusual. Because Wolfe shows up where the war is. I can also think that you went to Estado to be hired, etc.

Sister, are you here?

Julius de Garias, a man who was made king of the superpower Garias and now known as the "brainchild of kings", the puppet king of Lydiane. Julius even admitted to being called like this.

Gaius, the king of innovation, left his successor's nomination and will at the time of his death. It was Julius who was nominated for the will to "leave everything to Lydiane". I mean, don't hold me, like they said. It was the puppet who kept it faithfully that was the king named Julius.

"This, Your Majesty. Look, Daltanian. Your Majesty is here. Keep your head down."

"Don't do it, Liddy. He is a dead man. Pre-building is not required for the dead. You will want to dedicate your allegiance to your predecessors and you rather than to him. I don't want the dead to care."

Hero, the two stood before the tomb of the Daltanians. The little tombstone in the royal palace sleeps only his beloved sword. The body will sleep in peace in his hometown, but the loyalty he has wagered his death to pierce is dedicated here for his beloved Lydiane, as the will says.

"Arcadia is raging all over the world."

"We are steadily preparing to attack. Lütes, Eurydice and Boltose, of course. Loran, our new left arm, is also encouraging day and night training."

"... That skipper is good enough for you so far"

"I guess that defeat was heavy for him too. No matter, it's the same for me. Sweet hands on Arcadia are never willing to strike again."

"Is that why you drove that merchant back?

"Yeah, they've offered to rent one port. For one port, I would have endorsed the presentation of an enormous sum, including His Majesty, if it had been up on the floor, besides me. Therefore, we processed it internally with my hands."

"This one would have had a bigger advantage, wouldn't it?

"No, more than they've offered over there, they've found value in paying that much to get the ocean. Perhaps, even with a little plumping, they've come on board."

"Perhaps you drove him back? Maybe a little too vigilant."

"There's no harm in being too vigilant. Even more so if that man is the other guy."

The memory of a bitter defeat is now. It's not healing. The person you intend to be fully alert to but not enough. And even if you think it's sufficient, you should be more vigilant in moving according to your opponent's intentions. Think of it as a novice if you let go of your bad hands honestly. Lydiane was tapping into his men that way.

(I can see the aim somehow though. Benefits in cost-effectiveness that I and the Killers in my distribution don't even come out thinking about. Isn't there anything like that recently? Your aim is research and development, an upfront investment in the future. From now on, we can't sail steadily in the outer ocean with our current ships. If that becomes possible, the world will have the potential to expand greatly. When the road to the East, which is cut off by land, is paved and even traded...... such a seeding activity for the future, do you want a place as part of it? So one port is enough)

Lydiane smiles naughty.

(To be honest, if that's what you're after, then personally, yes. But, you know, the wounds you bullied me into haven't healed yet, and I'm kind of the kind to hold on to a little root. So this is a return of interest. If you want me to say no, come and get it yourself. Negotiate with me face-to-face. scattered, forced, try to play for him)

There is anger. But it is to itself. It was her own immaturity that made her remember her anger. That's the same kind of rage that everyone who suffered defeat that day would have in their chests. It is anger towards us who lost, not the winner. Hence they are strong. Be strong.

"Will the battlefield move from the battlefield to the market, as you said? So the time has finally come. The world is already a mess."

"There will come times more intense than turmoil. Competitors don't physically diminish for people not to die. You're going to need more advanced festivals because it's not going to be simple. There's no time to rest in that man's leading world. Somehow, the man won't rest."

"... a monster to make,"

"Yes. it's an interesting world for me personally...... maybe for those who want to stay on the spot, his ruling world is not a cozy thing. He's always looking at the future, and it's a lot farther away than me and so on… I think there's surprisingly a lot of things that don't."

People's signs shook behind what they were talking about. It is surprising that the two are not samurai but still do not feel one sign to this distance.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, your brains are looking good."

survival of the double knights, Adan was taking the back of the two. Lydiane shows her shiny face in her busy mouth.

"I picked up a bunch of snakes that I took over. Your prediction is a hit. The rendezvous point is Darnubius. Asako... as expected, I guess. It's just that the guys at Geheim have better talent than they thought. In my opinion, the odds are good enough."

"... what are you talking about, Adam?

Julius doesn't understand the story.

"It's a simple story, Your Majesty. The turmoil is not over yet. No, I'm talking about the last big battle. That's where we stand... head show, Master Liddy."

The last great battle, where Julius drank a toast. The world is already on its way to peace, and the times that I thought were almost over are not over, and on the contrary, the biggest battle is about to begin. If you look at Lydiane and Adan's face, you'll see.

'Cause they look like they like the fight.