Tower of Karma

Since the founding of a country called Arcadia, Ordengard has never been plucked. That's by no means because Ordengard is a robust fortress, but because being pulled out of here will attack Arcadia's heart at once, as far as the king capital Arkas. I mean, it was in Ordengard that a country called Arcadia survived, nothing more than failing to get through here. So now Arcadia was facing an unsolicited crisis.

Arkas, the king's capital, heard the news of the fall of Oldengard, and a massive panic was rolling in. He who tries to escape from the king's capital, the road is blocked. Few are hit by despair without a place to escape.

Finally, that day, there was a view that should not be seen on the high ground in Arkas. The colorful flag is a spectacle without unity, the flag of those who give to justice, a gathering, and the monster at its center emits a different presence from a distance.

That's a prelude to despair. The roar of the wolf, the ground song of the Red Lotus, and Arcadia, the mighty nation that was supposed to rise, now came exactly in front of the demise.

"Why do you have Arcadia soldiers!?

Because they totally broke through. A handful of horseback riders are turning around and intimidating their enemies, but that doesn't change anything. It was close to packing at a time when the main unit was completely disintegrated and scattered rather than retreated.

Regardless, the righteous side was also wary of the Garias behind it and hastened to a great extent. I've left so much anxiety behind that no matter what happens in my back, it's not weird. For what I couldn't do, if there was a shake back, it would be a big blade and hurt them.

"Rolf, we're rotters to each other, but we'll reward you with one arrow."

"We will have a shameless battle against Master Caspar, Master Baldias."

Lined up in front of the King's Capital is the final line of defense. The situation was so pressing that Baldias, more than a decade after retiring, joined the battle. Anyone who remembers his arm at all will stand in this position, regardless of his or her status or condition. There are even Ignaerts, who have lost one hand Hilda or a tendon in his leg and stopped being soldiers. I'm not confused because I'm even taking a sword to Taylor's Childrens, who chose the path of their godson, Business. Because of their own things to protect, they took the sword.

"It's a good face. One last push, it's not going to be funny."

Wolf grinned when he saw Arcadia's formation. I am not afraid to look forward with all this difference in power. Only a handful of people have left the line, but if they lick it, they can get hurt. However, the bad luck for Arcadia is that they can't even be caught off guard with 'justice' knowing Garias exists. There is no play. We must destroy the enemy on our backs as soon as possible. So there's no alarm.

"Push to come"

They were despair per se for Arcadia.

Whenever I go forward, the ground rings. Despair strikes those who push against the outer walls, those who set up houses at heights, those who try to see trends in formation on the roofs and at heights.

"You made it!

Gilberto and the others joined Baldias and the others at the soot. Some of them looked like Kyle. We gathered the horseback riding squadrons and carefully selected only the fast legged ones to catch up to this point. Not that something will change as a result, but you will still make some money at some point.

"Is there hope, Osvalt boy?"

Baldias asks. Gilberto grins bitterly.

"I just have to believe in miracles. I'm just saying no to more than one soldier as a sword."

That's like saying there's no hope in the dark. Rolf looked up to heaven.

"I'm not giving up! The last one, if I spill this, it doesn't make sense that I've been cutting it off. No one can get this far, not even the Wolf King!

Kyle's roar. No more shame or outrage in this phase. With a voice echoing in all heaven, the gladiator king cried out ready. Even if you can't win, you can make it wear out. If I could make the Black Wolf King incapable of combat even if I die, it would add up a little. That must be a responsibility that only you can do on this occasion.

"That man... well, he's out of the world or something. A little bit of a winnable element..."

Baldias, who left the battlefield, did not know.

A giant star dominating this day and age. "Black Wolf King" Wolf Gunk Strider succeeded the strongest on earth beyond "Heavy Sun" El Sid. The unbeaten "Goddess of War" Apollonia of Arkland was replaced by a giant star after defeating "Hero King".

"-No."

The difference in force you feel as close as you get. No number, no quality, no end.

"Let's make it a good fight. Gentlemen of Arcadia."

A moving monster. A moving 'justice'. The final line was too fragile to hold back that advance. Until annihilation, only a few remain. Do miracles happen?

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Death fights were one-sided. Gilberto and Kyle, of course, Claudes. There are parts of the young that can fight locally. But for the vast majority of Arcadia factions it was nothing but a unilateral massacre.

"Damn it. Aaaah!

Ten soldiers on the righteous side kill exactly ten while Claude wields the spear and defeats them. No matter how hard the heroes struggle, they have no teeth in front of the reality of numbers. Besides...

"Well done, Claude boy. But that's it."

Appearing before Claude was Anatole, deputy commander of the Black Mercenary Corps. The skill of the spear completely sealed Claude's momentum on the young spear.

"Huh!?

Silvi and the others also try to join the battle, but are forced to step forward some of the black mercenary regiments trained by Anatole and Nika, the troops commanded by Anatole.

Beatrix and Raphael silence Zeno and Kike, Zena and the rest of Estado forward. Gregor and Srlvia, seriously wounded but struggling, also breathe blue in front of crooks such as the ancient haughters of Krabileno and Estado and Caroline of Geheim.

The heavenly lion, the bowman, ravages the battlefield. Rolf succumbs to his knees under the arrow of Tristrum. I can't beat the annual wave that stops by. Baldias was also on the verge of a wave of young power.

Still, Arcadia has two men who are the most powerful and capable of crossing with giant stars. That's why Arcadia has fought so far against 'Justice'. But...

"Don't kid me!

It's the elephant soldiers who deal with the two. All the famous generals avoided the two of them, a terrific picture of isolation, but 'justice' had taken an unstoppable choice there. No one stops the two giants as a result, and the elephant soldiers get in the way even to fight them. They've lost their sanity due to drugs. They're weak. It was troublesome because of its weakness but its momentum without hesitation.

Gilberto slashes miscellaneous soldiers in the shape of a ghost. Soldiers attacking, whether slashed or not. Still slash, slash and keep slashing. This is all I can do. Because a sword is a slashing thing.

Kyle reaches out to the two stars as he scatters the miscellaneous soldiers' organs. Far away, further away. At the end of that hand is a place to protect, someone to protect.

"Fight me! Black Wolf Wow!

Kyle's roar. Wolff grinned bitterly when he heard it.

"Whew. I came to win today. We're not playing."

Keep moving forward without turning around.

There was no longer hope for the people of Arkas. The black wolf that came through the conflagration, followed by the queen of the Red Lotus. Continuously their companions slipped through the conflagration and the Arcadia side completely disintegrated.

(Also, do I spill? From this hand. Nothing, can't you protect it?

Kyle doesn't give up and chases away. But the distance goes further away.

(Even the last line, I... lived for what?

It breaks my heart. I can't reach myself. I remember conversations I had with the Knight King back in the day.

"When the world tries to take away what Sir wants to protect, what will Sir do then? What can you do? What can they do with a thousand, ten thousand, gatherings of people? What can you protect with a single sword in the rain of a pouring arrow? What can Sir do at that moment when the city burns and the smoke fills his chest and takes his breath away?

I can't do anything.

"I can't do anything. It's about the strength of the individual. If I could protect you, would that be all right? Don't take a sweet look at protecting everyone. You can't protect cowards who can't act on their own. '

It was too late to act.

"Sooner or later, the way you live, you'll have regrets."

I said I wouldn't regret it then. Now, I only regret it. I've lost friends, I've lost my wife, and now I'm about to lose my daughter. I'm always like this. With all the excuses, just running away, I can't do anything. A wooden idol full of figures.

I can't reach this anymore. It was all too late.

Somebody help me.

Kyle sought salvation from others for the first time. I can't help myself. I can't save anything with a single sword. I don't have a way to protect what's important from here.

My heart is crushing.

"Something's coming!

Kyle doesn't know where that voice came from.

"Very fast! What the hell is that horse riding squad!?

Still, maybe that would be the salvation. So Kyle looked back. With prayerful eyes. And his eyes were wide open.

"Ha! Faster legs than us black mercenaries, huh? Mm-hmm, Laurencia. Looking over would be about those guys. Finally, you're here!

Wolfe perceived the arrival of a herd faster than his own. It gradually packs the difference. I guess I've treaded a tremendous distance at this speed. Horses and knights are already full of creativity. Still horseback riders running through the earth undisturbed. People are blinded by neat walks.

"... 'disease wind' heh! Garias!"

Lawrencia's fastest flock, the Knights, led by the King's right-footed 'Disease Wind' Lütes, enter the battlefield. The speed is even faster than the Wolves.

The same was true of Arcadia, who was distracted by sudden reinforcements. The inhabitants of Arkas watched the quickest flock. Knights approaching Gungu. Little by little, the hope that springs up. But it's still not enough. With all that power, you won't even be able to stop the two giants. That's not enough hope.

"Ah."

That's when someone pointed it out. In the southeastern direction, a white flag was ablaze on a small high hill where the founding hero Arkas supposedly arrived. The flag is known to anyone who dwells in Arcadia, and they scream at its appearance.

The man who noticed it earlier than anyone else was grinning bitterly at the tears.

Always he took a hard road he couldn't walk on his own. No matter how painful or disproportionate, I've done my best to get over it. I can't do it. He can do it. That's strength. I'm not armed. Strength of readiness.

"Cool, don't be such a knight."

From the bottom of my heart Kyle thinks.

"It's a white knight! William Lewis is here. Wow!

A white savior hero, a miracle has come.