Tower of Karma

"Uh-huh?

Zeno felt disturbed by the large shield unit he commanded, the horseback riding squad approaching its side. Loosen the legs of the horse, even though it's not far enough to storm yet.

"I don't know, super heavy armored Zeno team dispersed."

"Nah, you idiot!

"Whoa, whoa! Apparently you can see what they're doing."

"I'm going out with you. That son of a bitch."

That time is that of the bow. Xeno bites his teeth.

"Bow, fire arrow? Is dense formation bad?"

"And then, behind you, you better watch out."

In response to Claude's remarks, Zeno turned his back aggressively, even though he felt no sign. Claude's opponents were out of time, so for the sake of confirmation, various thoughts are complicated.

But there's only an imaginary view behind the trail.

"Mine, behind me."

If you look back, there's...

"Toto, see Osvalt!

There was a figure of Beatrice von Osvalt leaping with Claude's head in his foot.

"What's the point of stepping on your head?!?

Zeno will receive the sword of Beatrice while in an inadequate position. Xeno decides that it is possible to take a woman's fine arm.

"Slash Ruh!

The shock transmitted from the shield went far beyond imagination, and the slaughter, which ran vertically into one letter, also neglected to deflect the core. There was the immaturity of Zeno, which was broken in two straight, and blood erupted from Zeno's arm.

"Well, even if I raise my arms slightly, I'm still here. Not without me."

Beatrix that speaks well with huffs. Claude sighed on its back. Again, her standing is beautiful. As a samurai, I remember the same feeling I felt that day when I thought I wouldn't line up with swords. The spear got it for that. I want to line up with her, with that one heart.

"He's here, too. We win."

At the end of Beatrice's gaze, Raphael was releasing an arrow. The first shot was an arrow with the bag tied together, which landed and the bag can be played. The contents are something watery. A little stickiness, a little smell...

"Oil! Spread out, everybody!

"It's late. A long time ago, fate has run out."

Raphael's men were also unleashing oiled arrows at the same time, plus the rear row unleashed fire arrows a few seconds late. The aim was precise and highly refined, they slammed the fire arrow firmly into the area where the oil was sprinkled. They take complex dense formations and are still slow to move without being lit.

The Krabirenos inside...

"... what an unbeautiful method of warfare. Ruthless Arcadia!

"Sinners treat warriors like they do with fire. This will not reward the Spirit either!

"Fire. It's hot."

Assuming Arcadia probably did it, he was speaking ill of Arcadia with his enemy allies. It is a storm of condemnation for the method of using firearms in the field.

"And, well, I can't help but say it. We're leaving, kike. Lord Silvi is also a master. Die in such a boring place. I was fighting with Clavilleno Alanis."

"I'd have been better up there if I'd had a ride."

"... the results are drawn and we'll see you again! Farewell!"

"Bye."

Slightly Kike passed next to Silvi, pulling out Clavireno and continuing to rush straight into the walls of his allies. "That's not good, Master Kike!" "Ah, he's dead," he said, making his way without loosening his speed as he snapped his snort's men down his ass.

"... ho, that's convenient"

The rest of Silvi...

"Hmm, well, what shall we do"

Squeezed full of unwisdom, it was left behind as the fire intensified.

Zeno grinned bitterly when he saw his own select squad intensifying the fire. It's this one who's alarmed, and worse not expecting Arcadia to enter. I mean, where I am immoral. I meant to grow up, but it's still blue.

"What if you're laughing?

Beatrice waves his sword without question. Zeno flaunted it with a half-baked shield. Beatrice's eyes open wide. The face is laughing. But my eyes aren't laughing at what's underneath them. Pity. Beatrice rarely retreated after it.

"Hmm, the joke passed while I was at it. Anyway, youthfulness seems to be hard to pull out. Damn, I don't like it, man, it's Claude."

"Well, thirty pavements, young man."

"Beatrice, he's almost tame with us."

"What?"

Beatrice's amazement had something awesome. Even Claude hardly ever saw a flashing face like Zeno's "What are you talking about? Young side, huh?" The blurry statement goes hand in hand with a laugh. At least Claude couldn't stand it.

"Fuha, laugh, laugh. Xena, take us all and we'll leave. Our loss."

"Er, it was such a good place right now!

"Campeador's instructions."

"Let's leave, Master Xena."

"Boo!

Three on one, it's not surprising that Dion is on the verge of defeat if his men are also strong. In fact, blue faces and sweat flowing like waterfalls, trying to make a regular floating look about whether it's a strength or not, but it's also a point of reduction.

"What about Kike?

"I'm going back. He's tough."

"Right. I'll go home first. Bubba-yarn brother."

Dion doesn't even know if he's willing to go after Xena, who's just retreating. The others were unwilling to pursue. The main force is in distress by fire, but the troops led by Xena are rather pimpy and would be grateful if they would retire.

"Come on, I'm leaving too."

"You don't run away."

Beatrice turns his sword. Seeing that, Xeno honestly bowed his head.

"You're right. Miss me."

Beatrix detoxified by its response. But I'm not saying I'll miss the arrow that rips Xeno's ear off. There was no mercy in Raphael's eyes that let it go.

"Do you think it makes sense to miss the enemy?

"I'm thinking of you."

Zeno's eyes narrowed thinly. Raphael looks surprised. There is no point in being strong in this situation. Because he already doesn't have a pawn. What's the point of listening to a threat from someone like that?

"Understand the situation correctly. We're not gonna make it through a world that's gonna be complicated."

Raphael's ears echoed the screams of his men the moment he had a grin that grinned at Zeno's words. Looking at something and you, there was a fiery Estado soldier thrust in, hugging the horse and the knights on it. Flames propagate, even to Arcadia.

"Don't take a sweet look at the Estado soldiers commanded by Campeador. That's about it for me. Dino's soldiers are not like this. All those crazy people with heads. The sun is burning my brain. Including me."

There is no despair in the appearance of the burning soldiers who keep flying. Fly to them with joy. This is Estado. This is Campeador. This is the remnants of the 'Fiery Sun'.

"Damn, retreat, retreat!

I couldn't afford Raphael's face, which happened to instruct him to retreat. That's all the momentum of the Estado soldiers is impatient, and they're bad in nature because they make it a burning story to despair when they're about to die. A group of warriors who can fight without fear of death. This is the Estado with all the strong men, I guess its bottom line.

"I was going to do it as a handshot without making your sacrifice around the corner. That's what happens when you say" luxury. "

Zeno trying to walk away slowly. Claude on its back,

"What's the right situation? Do you think Temeer knows the future?"

I threw the right question. Xeno smiles.

"Oh, Estaard knows. Nedeluxe, too, I know. Whoa, I don't know if I said too much. I know this is it. Danger. Danger."

A fitting mark was floating over Claude's head. That's something I can't help. I don't want to imagine anyone. What I don't want to imagine is something that doesn't come to mind.

"Times have changed so much. This time we answered each other, and Estaard hit an unbeatable hand either way he fell. Even so, it looks like you have the answer to which one wins with El Sid's head. This is your last tip, your boss is a real monster."

Zeno flickered his hands and said, "Adios!" and left this place.

"What are you talking about?

"I don't know. Because I'm an idiot."

"... have you finally realized? You've grown."

"Temeer's the same."

"To die, little one."

While Claude and Beatrice were arguing, Dion called out "Um".

"My pig warrior, it's in there"

"... I forgot about it with some yabby vegetables"

"I honestly forgot, too. Well, it's about Sylvie, so I guess..."

At the end of the line of sight of the Arcadia faction, there was a slight appearance of a woman painting a strange orbit in the air.

"You can do something with a spear."

Bar-high jumping procedures, superhuman skill to fly around a person's head and shoulders on a scaffold. It was a sight so unintelligible that money could be taken just to avoid the flames successfully and cross a crowd of people. The flashing Arcadia faction.

I jumped right in front of him.

"Oh, my head in the right place."

I landed firmly on Claude's head. Sometimes it was quite a distance away. Its power was immense. Claude's face stunningly pierced the ground. Silvi slowly descends from there.

"You don't have a trunk. Start over from the ground up, Inhuman."

"... that you're kicking, even if it rots, it's Arcadia."

"... ho. Totally, this kind of thing doesn't matter to me, either, but for once, this guy is a Nedeluxe spear. In the first place, he was born in Garias, and he didn't have a nationality."

"Arcadia warrior."

"Inhuman, get up and show him the Nedeluxe spear. And you'll give up."

"Come on, get up. Come on. I'll knock your spear down and knock your sword in again. The sword was better muscled. A spear or something, just throw it away."

"I'll kill you, Osvalt."

"Try it, Nedeluxe woman."

the spark scattering Beatrice and Silvi. Claude had decided to pretend to pass out. I shouldn't have let these two meet. I think so from the bottom of my heart.

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"Have you lost"

"... it just hurts our immaturity. Whatever the disposition."

"Then be strong. You'll be the sun next to me."

Zeno skews his face "Give me a break" for Elvira's words.

"What do you think?

"... Arcadia's bottom line, you won't be able to push it off with your usual hands"

"In other words?"

"... that man wins"

"Hehe, not Arcadia, the guy's, right"

"Yeah, that guy's," he said.

Even for Zeno, the answer match was complete. A mysterious monster that suddenly appeared, a young newcomer delivered by Nedeluxe, this is only an element. Regardless, the situation would have gotten worse without it. Maybe the answer had changed. Still, they don't cross the Factor's boundaries.

The picture of the big picture is already complete. Before this battle begins...

That's why Zeno can't laugh. Because he knows the names of the times that come from here.