Tower of Karma

William stands up and puts his hand on the sword of his hips. I wasn't willing to use it on this battlefield, but I would have to pay for more firepowder than fleshy. I didn't want to make an exception, but this encounter is nothing more than a giant star crashing. It's over with slashing, that's all.

"Do you want to do it?

"Lightly. If I skip too much, I can't show my men."

Lydiane felt only slightly disturbed by William's light response.

Victory is confirmed. The situation is pebble. Now comes the lion who crushes its stones and runs heavenly. I'm not insulting you. I'm also on guard. But why? For some reason, it's dangerous.

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The moment William took the battle stance, Ulysses had a full grin. I'm not sure I can win. But he still doesn't know himself.

"His strength is the breadth and depth of what he knows."

Once upon a time, my king spoke of a white knight statue.

'I know everything and I try to know everything. And I'm going to work out all the measures for what I know. It's thorough, that's it. So unbeatable'

Wolfe said, "Well, it's only through it that we're the strongest! 'He laughed, but held the lion's shoulder with only a few voices down. The lion will not forget the heat and power that has been put into it.

'What I lose, in case there isn't, but in case there was... then Apollonia would be losing too. Me and him, they even know about that gray-haired bastard's ass hair. "

Wolfe slaps Ulysses in the head.

"It's a metaphor. Bogus. I never showed it to you. So, you've been working on the countermeasures as much as you've been foolish. I can't say there's no chance of losing it. If that's when he gets a miscalculation, that's Temeer, Ulysses. He hasn't seen you grow straight. Never."

Seven years of blanks, Ulysses grew explosively in the showdown with Estado in front of them. It had also grown well for seven years and was now seen as a quasi-star class.

"He'll see you as a quasi-star, a little bit higher than the rest of them around. In fact, that's what the world appreciates. You're right about the outcome of the war. He doesn't know much more than that either. Whatever, you haven't been serious about anything but me since that day.

The lion was hiding his nails. I didn't feel comfortable doing so. Apollonia avoided herself either out of intuition or with Wolfe, and the others didn't feel like burning one-on-one. There was just no place for me to be serious other than my audition with Wolfe.

That's all there is to it.

'You're weaker than me. But I don't know who they are, Apollonia. So I see the White Knight opponent as advantageous. I saw his sword before this. That's what I'm talking about, for sure. "

It became the only trump card to pierce the White Knight.

"Loose on Leonvern's sword. I can rewind with my physical abilities, but that's not for him. Technology is a weak spot for me and Apollonia, and he's making an advantage. There's mutual, a little white knight in your favor? But physical ability is in the lion's favor. You can win if you're meaty. '

About collecting and polishing out pieces of technology. Eyes that cut off are not normal either. But this young man has something close. And the talent we originally prepared is not necessarily comparable.

"If I lose, you win. Fangs for that, Heavenly Lion. '

Maybe the Wolf King expected this situation. Did you want to override the expectations? Well, the truth is in darkness unless the wolf speaks.

Garm learns certainty when he sees the face of deputy captain Ulysses, who put so much force into it that it was about to explode. The first and last great thing he will show off his lead on the battlefield. We finally made it in time for the final phase of the war. The heavenly lion symbolizes. One star shining in heaven, falling by the divine heavens and earth.

"All at once."

"Answer me!

Still to hide. Still, still, meaty, out.

Only the moment you drop the White Knight's neck, you have to cut it out.

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Gustav, chasing Wolfe and the others, glanced behind his back.

"... well, you go, best friend"

Follow the back of the wolf without turning straight to you. The last order my friend let go, to complete.

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William lays his sword across the horse. Ulysses strikes at the stake of his life with a quick throw.

In the meantime, it was someone everyone didn't expect to break in.

"Get out of my way! Jan von Zeekto!"

Hundred Generals of the Kingdom of Gallias, third in sequence, "The King's Spear," Jan von Zeekt. However, this is an assessment of Gustav's exchange, and his personal force is hardly taken into account.

"No, I'll get in the way. I'm sorry. I'm doing everything I can."

Why, William sees the barbarity of his former boss with astonishment. I don't think I'm going to lose, but I'm still not the one Jan, a warlord who leaned toward knowledge, can win. Regardless, I don't think he's just a wise general, but he still shouldn't be powerful enough to crack into this place and come in.

"Do we stop it?

"No, I'll do it. All you have to do is slam it down in a flash and argue for the White Knight as it is!

The heavenly lion speeded up the horse's leg. Stuff at once and finish immediately. It is not an obstacle.

"You're not the only one who's been hiding your nails."

The opposing Jan also took the position of being together while advancing the horse loosely. It was' real ', which was very similar to William's structure and fine-tuned to Jan's shape. That of William, from the setting to the incense atmosphere.

"I was still called a genius."

Ulysses tightened his mind in an instant to Jan's atmosphere. The opponent is stronger than I thought. But I'm not the one who can't win. Fighting spirit that increases little by little. I wonder why, with the White Knight on his back, he looked more rolling than any other moment I've ever seen.

More fighting spirit. Jan emits an absolute zero degree atmosphere. Even those eyes carry the same color as William. An eye that sees the weakness of the enemy and predicts the movement from the movement of the joint. It is not a skill to acquire overnight. But a samurai with similar skills is in Garias.

Imagine imitating that, and further enhancing it. The way is different. He is at the same point.

"He rose from despair and I couldn't stand up. If that difference is now, the difference in readiness is really, really great. Don't you think so, Heavenly Lion?"

"What are you talking about!?

"No, proud, very sad. That's all."

Ulysses and Jan collide. Ulysses, who had pulled out his sword from the beginning, took the lead, and everyone thought so. But only William understood that he would reflect himself in Jan's behavior and take the lead from there.

Jan's sword was unleashed at a terrible sword draw speed. Horrible is the technology. I let him perfectly mimic the stunt that took years to complete, which he couldn't have worn overnight. The blade completely captures the moving Ulysses' cry.

"Jan wins"

William was so sure of the timing...

"Shh!

Incredible joint movements, swords circled and raised the abode upwards. The eyes of a mighty man who stomps on Jan's stunt. The lion's eyes knew the original moves. A stunning move that has no worse color than that one that was completed. But it's not overwhelming.

The spirit that imitates that man's moves. I couldn't forgive that. I couldn't forgive myself for losing to such a man. So only this move will surely crush. Lion obsession and numerous sword moves passed down to Leonvern. That assembly is this blow.

"Shh!

Keep going backwards - one sword and two broken.

"... strong, ye"

Jan falls as-is. In the meantime, he saw William. The eye says. This is who you are fighting the lion now. No matter, if we fight now, this won't happen. But if Jan had fought before he showed this sight, the same sight would have been created in ten and eighty-nine.

He looked too lightly at Bridget's remaining spark at the lion's obsession.

"Liddy, you're going forward with me. We're going back to the army."

William's decision was quick. By the time Jan had fallen to the ground, he had turned his horse back and was heading towards Lydiane. Instant instant execution, no risk committed. Thanks to Jan, I could recognize Ulysses as a risk. I don't know why he did that, but it's the fact that he picked up his life because of it.

(I don't know what you're going to do, but I'm going to let you pick it up.)

William, who recovers Lydiane and is disputed by 50,000.

"Wait, no kidding! Fight me, you loser!

The roar of Ulysses does not arrive. I know but I don't. Its advantages have now crushed. The severed Jan crushed it. their 'Justice' trump card.

"We're leaving, Ulysses. I can't do this anymore. It won't arrive."

I grabbed Ulysses' shoulder, which Garm was likely to storm now. Earlier penetration made sense. There was a chance. But we don't have it anymore. The loosening disappeared. I'm sure William will avoid engaging as thoroughly as Wolfe and Apollonia do.

Then the winning chance disappears. I can't hold it in my hand anymore.

"Damn!

The last fangs never reached the White Knight's body either.

Jan, crawling through the ground, was smiling at William's back, who immediately struck his escape hand.

(Last but not least, it finally helped. Your... is excellent. It's hard to help, isn't it?)

Jan huddles her chest and gets a constant feel there. golden rocket, the contents of which were blank. But it's obvious to Jan's eyes. That day, that's when the two of us drew the picture of the future. "The Three" painting painted by a genius who did everything. One day, I'll have the same painting on this rocket.

A dream I had that day.

Are you waiting for her? I'm sorry, but he's not coming. He didn't choose anyone's knight, he chose everyone's king. Still waiting? Okay, I'll wait, too. Now, we're together. Finally, I see you. I'm leaving now, no)

It will never come true, but still wait. A permanent robbery for two, and that's two redemptions. I've given the gentle boy a loss. Eternal stagnation snowing the original sin. Still, Jan feels just a little sorry. Any suffering, both of us can endure. How easy it is for both of us compared to the pain of one.

"but, hey, Al, my, ooh..."

Pray that there is not at least light on his way.