Tower of Karma

Wolfe snorted at you.

"Do you smell weird, Captain?

"I don't know. I'm coming. Is that a bunch of geheims over there... pushing,"

Only Wolfe was laughing funny as the members looked surprised.

"I don't know if I can win this place yet."

Not a white knight, but somewhere similar smell.

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"Hey, hey, hey, we are the executors of justice! It is Astor, head of the Lawrencian Knights, who presides over justice on earth! Whoever you think I am, step forward! My battle axe will tear you apart!

A bunch of lunatics no one has admitted, calling themselves the Lawrence Knights. The reality is a collection of rough objects, mercenaries, but only their leader, Knights Commander Astor, genuinely recognizes himself as the executor of justice recognized by the world. It should be noted that he was not told to leave the country by all the Seven Kingdoms, and his convictions went on unshakeably to enforce justice. Until I met a man who understood my justice.

"Damn, he's such a joke...... strong!

Raphael was struggling with Astor. The proud bow won't let thick armor through, and the handling of the war axe is skillful. I can't reach the arrows, and I can't stand my teeth in melee. Is everything else crazy? I'm making you smell bad on the battlefield. Raphael's Bow Cavalry was struggling a great deal against them, who would not flicker and advance in any way, whether they were of some kind of medicine or not.

"It's justice, Je!

The ones who wave their swords to power as they scatter their saliva. It's just that that's a pain in the ass. Anyway, half-breed resistance doesn't even stop one of the moves.

"Give up, our justice is absolute! By the time you're in Arcadia, the great evil, you're losing! Justice wins. Didn't you learn from your mother?

"Don't lick it! I'm Rafael von Arcadia!

"That intent or okay...... hmm, Arcadia?

Skilled Raphael, slashed with a sword, is dealt the opposite blow of a battle axe. Though critical and defensive in time, the horse was forced to fall. A desperate predicament.

"If that were true, it would be martial arts! Phew, this will raise my righteous name again! But you're weak, kid."

Raphael and his generation are strong. Even Arcadia has never lost anything but Beatrix in its generation. Honestly, Claude was a five-minute winner when he was using the sword, but Raphael has prevailed since he started using the spear.

But that's the story of the same generation, and only Arcadia. That means nothing to this indiscriminate battlefield. Astor was stronger. I was weak. That's all.

"Damn, I'm in this place... you're gonna die!

There are still a lot of things to do. I'm not the one who should die on the battlefield. In the new age, I have a role to play in protecting that guy's back in the political world. That's all I can do.

"Die!

"Damn it!"

Astor is stronger. There was nothing I could do in Rafael.

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"Sa, do you want to do a penny!

"It's noisy. Will you not shout in my ear?

"Fair enough, let's just go. If I do something, I will."

A bunch of mysteries were staring at the battlefield.

moving shadows. It was quick and neat.

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"Master Astor! A group of unidentified people are approaching us!

"Mmm! It's a good place right now?

"But surprisingly, do you say there are a lot of them, that they are quite well lined up"

Astor took his eyes off the prey that was already on the verge of retiring. About 500 horseback rides, there are quite a few of them, and as my men say, the undisturbed line is not mercenary. Definitely a trained herd. I see that as quite proficient too.

"Hmm, a match that can't even be placed on the wind of a knight without flying a regiment flag. I don't have much strength."

This was the discarding aster, but the undisturbed horde of military horses was ideal for him, which is deluded by drugs and such because it is beyond the reach of mercenaries. The truth is, I want the Knights like that.

"Is the leading lad the leader? Funny! Let's deal with them straight away and send them down to our military gates with their necks. That's good. You should. If we change our minds, we'll all be friends, whoo-hoo, beautiful justice."

Finally I get the Knights of the Memorial. That made me care less about the weak royal neck etc. Regardless, I'm not willing to let you get away with it, but the priority now is that Knights.

"Wow, hey, hey, hey, we are the executors of justice! It is Astor, head of the Lawrencian Knights, who presides over justice on earth! Knight there, let's hit it off with me!

"... it's not me. I don't want anything."

"I don't like it either."

"I don't like it either. And no matter what you think, Inhumans, you're called."

"Hang in there! Because I support you with all my heart."

"... Remember Temeer and others later"

It is still the leading, central figure who led the horseback riding squad that has been out of the regular formation. Aster giggled damned when she saw him look blatantly disgusted. Probably not sure to fight myself. I was going to poke a gap and get a handle on it, but I made the wrong faction to follow.

"Ha ha! In the dawn of my victory, your knights, take care of me!

"... keep your jokes to yourself."

"... hmm? You don't understand my strength and greatness."

"Well, I don't care. Besides, in case I lose, they can't get under Temeer. You don't listen to me in the first place."

"Say what..."

A lad who would still be less than in his twenties to confront. The moment he waves his spear, the air transforms. Intense run-of-the-mill, Astor saw a dragon in its whirlpool.

"Dragon type," Dragon cry "!

As the atmosphere remained, the spear hissed with vibrations with the air, and as the ascending dragon ran through heaven, the spear turned into a devastating blow. A spear smashes through Astor's thick armor and fleshy body, turning his heart's heart into a dragon in one blow.

"White Tiger Model," White Claw. "

"Serpentine type." "Serpentine scorpion."

A streamlined sharp blow swallowed Astor's torso, and a slender, tangled spear ugly devoured Astor's head and chopped him a thousand times. It is overdone at first sight and overdone at second sight.

"I wouldn't normally say the name of a mould on the battlefield."

"This man was looking down at us. It's unforgivable. With my pride, the spear of Nedeluxe should be cast."

"... you can't do that if you say so."

"... it was a silence. It's a suggestion, destroy any enemies that may have been asked. That's good, right? Inhuman."

"Isn't that an order, not a suggestion? Hmm, is that Raphael?

I stood in front of Raphael, where the leading man was falling to the ground. Earlier, a monster tried to overwhelm himself even more. Raphael trembles. to such a difference in strength that I can't help myself. Already, I don't even have the grip to hold the sword.

"Face up. Hey, Bo. The colored man ruined it, didn't he?

"... you, that voice..."

When Raphael looked up, there was a face there that he found out.

"Claude, is it"

Claude Lewis. Raphael and I are friends of old knowledge, an exotic man from Gallias. He was the one whose tastes, tastes and preferences did not match everything but the same thing that the respected person did. I was competing with myself on something and losing each time. Quite talented. But a man with no environment and no blood muscles to back it up. A lifelong, unbeatable opponent.

"You're right. Steady, hiccup. That's a situation. Are you on your meds? The scrupulous side is getting uglier. Well, I'll take care of it. Quite a bit, the training ground has dived."

Its back was huge, and at some point a tremendously huge groove had been created.

"That's not a problem at all."

If you look closely, your face is full of slurs, and you can see a good number of scars on the skin that you can see. Quite a training ground, he said, but very unlikely to be to that extent.

"Just wait. I'm gonna roll you back."

And Claude spanned the horses, and looked upon his companions and thinkers.

"Draw with Gillant."

"Do not order. That's what I was gonna do."

"Either is fine. Let's just do it."

A woman with silver armor on her left with Claude as the lead, and a young man with black armor on her right, line up. All had spears, and all three had different structures, but somewhat similar parts.

"General, follow us"

"If you're late, you're fired."

"Do you want to go?"

The three side by side, that's all the pressure synergizes. The three of them speared together. It moves like one creature from the moment it fits, even though it was three people who had a constant bickering earlier. It's a three-necked dragon.

"" "Trinity, Giranto" "

A three-necked dragon ravaged the knights of frenzy.

"Ha, you guys are in luck. The treasure of Nederks, the genius since Jean proud of the Academy of Arts, Silvi La Gudier, Dion Langley, the genius of the Academy of Arts, who learned how to fight a serpent more than a child, and then Claude Lewis, who is muscular in the division of Inhumans. Besides these two, I didn't know you could fight them."

"Hey, I can't hear you, Goraa!

"If even the two masters Amphis became a fossilized martial law, it could be described as a Giranto No Fantasy martial law with three masters lined up. Well, put the two Trinity classes side by side, Amphis. Besides, Amphis is better off in the laying room."

"That's why I'm hearing you, Oi!

"" Focus!

Claude being told by his allies to blurry shit, but no one disagreed that he would take the lead and center. I haven't been around that long. But that Estado vs. Nedeluxe, we got through hell with a good number of dead people out there. That, too, while learning more sincerely about Nedeluxe spears than anyone else. They see it.

So they tolerate inhumans standing forward. Because I know I'm qualified for it.

"Well, we're lucky. Three, spears on this level rarely line up. Taste it, you filthy mercenaries. This is the spear Nedeluxe, a new era!

"Sorry it's getting hot, but don't say Nedeluxe"

"Oh, I was"

Gillant, phantom warfare ravages the battlefield. Long ago there was this Gillant at the beginning of the Three Kings. A technique that cannot even be called tactics used by the first generation, when all three nobles were spears. Unlike Amphis, we didn't get that much of a standout, but that's the beginning. Nedeluxe Long history of. The mixing of inhumans there, I guess this is another new era.

Above all, these three were strong. After a little more years, any one of them could even reach giant stars. It was a gift that made me dream like that.

Three-necked dragons rumble around.