Tower of Karma

Arkas in William's absence was superficially peaceful. That's a battle that doesn't leak outside, just as the unrest in the world is going under the water. Hence the muddy smell, the smell of blood. People's hidden nature is revealed - the dark struggle.

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"I'm sorry to hear that. It's the nobleman's mansion, isn't it? You've decided to have one or two of the guard dogs."

Several assassins, known as Black Stars, were smiling slightly and thinly as they were surrounded by separate assassins. It is the assassins who outnumber us in numbers. Black Star is a battle that can be won if it is normal on its own. But they knew.

Assassination unit under the direct command of the Dark King. Yesterday they lurked the ringing, but their power is a well-known fact known to everyone who lives in darkness.

"Ah, Mr. White Dragon."

The name of the strongest assassin comes up and I look behind it. The name of a man who is an absolute to them has drawn from them the foolishness of turning his back on the enemy.

"Don't be so frightened. I'm scared, you mutts."

Then a shadow passes beside them. A black star slides a thin needle into his skull in the blink of an eye passing beside it. The technique is not within the comprehension of the ordinary person. The blow of the thin needle stopped their bodies from functioning without bleeding and without time for pain.

They collapse without understanding that they have perished themselves.

"How dare you collect groceries with second-rate third-rate fish? A similar third class came to die two days ago... but it's really hard to save. My employer, my hired guys."

The more armed Dark Man you are, the more hostile you avoid to William, who inherited the forces of the Dark King intact. The more you know, the farther your neck is. At least it's close to impossible to kill him in the back. He dominates the poison, holds numerous armed assassins and, above all, is strong in person, too strong.

"I can't do it myself, but if it's a child... what a really shallow bunch of people. That's why I dream. It's not a dream, it's a nightmare."

If you follow in their footsteps, you'll reach your employer. It's unlikely that I can't get a leg on this level of strength. Black Star's men are already after them, and by dawn all will follow.

The less than second-rate assassins will perish without even spilling a drop of blood, and the evidence will be completely obliterated if they carry one body after that. Not making a single sound, Alfred would be the bottom of his sleep, as would his family Elise and servants.

"... that Hilda thing seems familiar."

I haven't noticed any signs of black stars, but if a second-class, third-class enters the mansion, I'll read the signs even if I don't want to. Footsteps, breathing, not as much as before but they haven't either. It would be easy to perceive if she rang there as a samurai.

If that suddenly disappears, then inevitably, I realize the existence of others as well. But knowing that, she doesn't move. Because I understand that there is no harm there. Eliminate those who are hostile or willing to kill, and also erase their own signs as they are. The purpose becomes clear even if you don't know the black star after several successes.

"You mean you're not a full fool. Let's do it right, each other."

Black stars disappear in darkness. I have been bought strength and entrusted with this occasion, but the real war zone is not this Gardner's mansion.

The true war zone was - the royal palace.

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With a thin negligee kicked in the skin, Claudia nodded her tongue all over the mess. Next door is a noble man whose consciousness is about to dwell on an experience that is too intense. He was Joon-young, entrusted with many tasks among the civil servants, and a serious honor-student type of man, but an accommodating opponent for the witch who destroyed Althauser. There is no such thing as falling a man who would only know as much about his own wife as a woman.

Back in the royal palace, Claudia had created her own forces as early as possible. What you have done to the extent that you have played before must also be thoroughly cut off and pawned for a clear purpose, than national theft has refrained from.

Over the years, the luscious witch had eaten Althauser and gained even more charm. Not even a flying black rumor, she eats whatever she wants to move. I can't resist myself more than they are men and have lust.

"Oh, my God, have you lost the rat after the concubine again?"

In the midst of the act, a stirring noise sounded in the shadows. The masters and aristocrats of Althauser, who know so little about color as to dislike it, would not have been able to afford to look at it, but their opponents are sooner or later Aoyagi. Because there was plenty of room, she sensed a lot of things, too, with the martial arts and without ties.

Especially lately, he was targeting only the groundbreaking people to build his forces. Make it a serious human at work. I know the color. Make it a youngster I care about, and for Claudia, it's just someone I'm not even a playmate with. I was just feeling a little bored.

"It's William's toy. Wouldn't that be a concubine thing? Let's have some fun."

There is no response from the shadows. A shadow that doesn't show up no matter how many times you speak. The person she made the covenant with seemed to have a better array of handkerchiefs than she could have imagined. It is the blood of the royal family, that is all that is required of him. That's why she's playing for real. For the real players waiting ahead.

"Boring, but funny. Well, what shall we eat tomorrow?"

The shrugged witch was already hungry. I dealt with too many opponents who didn't even add up to my belly. Even if it's effective, it's time to plot to corrupt a boney opponent.

The great nobleman again.

The witch's poison was definitely beginning to erode the royal palace.

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White Dragon silenced the assassin targeting Claudia and followed in his footsteps from his body. It leaves a strangely neat smell and lets you reach the answer as if to guide you.

"... Second Prince Airhardt. Aren't you going to hide it?"

He understands the dangers of Claudia and William's aim. He is the last obstacle in the royal palace. Someday you'll need to bump into someone, but as long as the battlefield is the Royal Palace, William is still powerless. Flying far away, the influence we've built is also beginning to show shade.

Unless you come back here. One enemy is Claudia. Correct judgment and its execution, plus signs of smell from the enemy's bedroom, made even White Dragon feel alarmed.

Full protection. In the first place, it is the Lord's intention that the Prince seize the throne with dignity from the surface, not from the assassination. Hence the White Dragon was not willing to hand it out. Even if you do, gather not yourself but the black stars and other elites and have a success rate of just over 70% or something like that?

To high risk and balance, seventy percent is never a chance to be transferred to execution.

The White Dragon makes him disappear, as does the Prince's escort. Airhardt is connected from the diplomatic route to beings even the White Dragons don't know about. That it's worth coming close to even if it can only be confirmed.

(Greetings and deterrence. While I don't want to attack this one, I don't want to be attacked that way either. The battlefield is only on the front. encounter to do so, or)

I understood the requirements. The aim is consistent with both sides. However, as far as Claudia is concerned, they will continue to aim. Because that connection is the most important concern for the prince. As long as it crushes there, if nothing happens, it won't even be a fight in the first place.

The politics in the Royal Palace have just begun. Even the White Dragon can be eaten if we don't pay attention to all things. If there is a gap in the first place that the Lord commands you to protect, you will try to eat it. In other words, this royal palace is a place of no alarm or gap.

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The territory ruled by Count William is equivalent to one nation. Half of the Seven Kingdoms (though wider on the north side) are in hand, even though the north is shredded than the Maalburg. Though how to move from the centre to the left, as a territory of a nobleman, it is still broken. This is due to the overwhelming activism shown in the battle against Gallias, Nederks.

Now that Carl is dead, Arcadia cannot lack William in terms of force. I can't do it, but I don't want it to grow any further. If I treat him too cold, I can see through the idea of a royal family that makes him a popular hero of the people.

The compromise is in its current state. However, there were situations around which the Airhardt nobles had seized the north side and completely sealed off south of Maalburg. Commercial relations were also unfavourable to freedom in this geographic relationship, and William, who was just about right for the great restrictions, was also haunting his mind.

There are other problems.

"Count William. Street expansion is delayed. I've given you instructions to hurry."

"What about the increase in personnel?

"Arranged"

Excellent deputy. You can't bring Raphael, the royal family, to such a periphery, it was this man who was assigned instead. Excellence comes with origami. Behavior ahead of thought reminded Angelum of the day of his existence.

He was an irreplaceable deputy, but there was only one difficulty. It was he who was the Airhardt and the second prince's unwavering best friend in great trust. William also tried cumming a few times, but only a cold grin returned. It does not shake, it does not bend, it solemnly performs its own duties and, on top of that, it does not fail to monitor.

It was a firm restriction, including for his men.

Outside, as well as nearby, enemies lurk, superpowers to the south. If you make one mistake, the worst is for the country to attack again. This time it won't be like last time. In order not to do so, we must control our men well and balance them out in case they should come.

"With that said, you haven't greeted me since my assignment here. Aside from not coming, I don't think it's a good idea to send one of the invitations."

The tingling and the Deputy's eyebrows play.

"Which one, is it the princess?

Blatant vigilance. Probably specifically included from Airhardt.

"Rest assured. Master Eleonora. I just sent it to the other one, no edge, no itch. From me, it's the invitation that gets broken."

An invisible spark scatters between William and his deputy. The way they don't understand how to move, behind them, naturally, restrict their movements...

"A letter addressed to Master Eleonora, even if I create it?

"If you take the form that I wrote, I'll take care of it."

"Yes, sir."

There was even a familiar cold dispute over how best to move, which could not be hit badly.

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"To see what happens after taking office, the White Knight doesn't seem to be able to move from Malburg easily"

"And it is the rival nobles who consolidate the perimeter. In front of you, the super-Power releases its pressure."

"I told Garias that I was not willing to hand it over to him. In the first place, it's a good position if you can ride without trying to crush your competition."

I was surrounded by Ernst, who said that I had talked to Garias at some point. Since the first meeting, it has been held irregularly, and he has always shown his skill, Geheim's mobility and organization. We are well aware that we are inferior in number if it is a war of sorts. That's why we need to show that presence now.

To stand on top of these crooks.

"They don't move. I can keep Nedeluxe from moving for the same reason. As long as we make him a reason... he should be able to hold off a country with less effort"

Garias and Nedeluxe. They were in the dark not to let the intervention of forces with the power to overshadow the boards that were not on this occasion either. In particular, Garias has a lot of influence no matter how he moves, so he needs to clarify his actions.

"Do as you please around there. If you don't like him, that's fine."

"Of course I'll prepare the stage. But give up the fight. There is never much force placed on the Ostberg side. I rely too much on the inviolability treaty with Garias. It's a little too luxurious to have the Wolves attack it."

Ernst spread his hand.

"I'll drop Laconia first. Strike and crush with all your strength, straight from Darnubius. This allows Arcadia to split north and south. Place Rikhardo and Lord Euphemia in the suppression there and drop Arkas while he is overbearing. After this, you can fight as many isolated white knights as you like, right? What do you think?

There was no difference to Wolfe. I can share what I need to do to win. Do not let the White Knight intervene on the main muscle. Ideally you don't fight and win. As a Wolf, it's never the stream I wanted, but I can't help it to win.

If we don't create some distress, that man right now won't try to pull his own sword out. Let the sword pull out first. That's where Wolfe's desired settlement begins.

"It's time for Estado to wrap up his fight against the Nederks"

"El Sid is already on the negotiating table. It'll be over soon."

The man entrusted with this occasion on behalf of El Sid said it off.

"Now the warriors who were fighting in the land will join. You can finally get started."

The time is ripe. Ready. Full of combat power. Arcadia has fever for leg pulls within her peers and is not keeping up with the movements of the world. The war ends the way we want it to, goaling in as second place after Garias. Yeah, they wouldn't suspect it. Because the road was one step ahead of us.

But...

"The righteousness is with us! Now is the time to defeat the enemies of order, the pivot of evil, Arcadia! Beyond the boundaries of the Three Kingdoms, we are an army of justice gathered from all over the world. It is justice in the world that binds us, its name is just 'Justice (Justified)'. Let's go together. To the right world. Let's lead you to an orderly and warm table. In the name of Zaizen, Zaizen, and 'Justice'."

Finally, 'Justice' stands.