Tower of Karma

Medraut to keep losing. He also managed to snuff out several engagements and thought he was able to make some strides to the safety zone. But...

"There are traces of battle."

"You probably engaged His Majesty. I didn't know you were extending your legs to this place."

Traces of battle, the smell of battle slowly thickening. The knights under Medraut were on heightened alert. There is a battlefield in the direction of escape. There are enemies.

"When we get here, we'll have a fight. It's bad for Sir Votigan, but it means it was a statute. No matter, I'll scratch my feet. At least be a knight."

"Yeah, let's do it!

The knight made up his mind. Whatever lies ahead...

"Nah!?

Medraut's ready to blow up. The knights also lose their temper.

marks of a fierce battle, seeing a man calming his hips in the center of it,

"... why are you here? Arc of Garnias!"

Medraut rocked a lot.

"… it is an amusement mountain"

You can tell by looking at a worn out outfit, too, with a nasty excuse. He's been fighting all this time. From the chaser, to protect my sister.

"Really, on the Plaza de la Vie, you knocked out the guys behind you?

'White Cloud' Lorraine de Lucreur, with a sluggish expression, was tied at the tip of Medraut's point. with those under his command.

"That's in my hands. The man and woman painting there, both of them happened to have a chance to save their lives. I just got that loan back."

A blind woman with a bandage-wrapped man and a cane. At first glance it doesn't seem like a deal that can defeat the king's left or right, Loran, but it brings some authenticity from the fact that he won't surely win in a worn arc in front of him. Ignore being a naked woman even though the subject matter of the painting looks at the scenery.

"You even let Medraut get away with it. It's a pity story with a" Black Lion "husband. I'm the dumbest I've ever been caught here."

The only time Loran left the front earlier than anyone and followed Apollonia's back, who was not flushed by Roman on the king's left or right. The penetration of several abandoned stones, the dedication of the knight makes the distance open but within range. I ran into the Knight King on the arrowhead I thought so, and I was to engage him.

And lost. That 'monster' was too strong.

"Sir Votigan has been my shield. I was wrong about his nature. On the contrary, mildly, I even despised him. I'm not the right amount to stand on people. [M] Living doesn't make any sense."

Loran doesn't even come out twisting his head and trying to remember Votigan's name. If you can be a shield instead of a medlaut, you'll be the right person, but is it no big deal that you're not in memory - Loran resets his confused head and makes a blurry face. I don't think about things I don't know about even thinking about, but it was his motto.

"The man didn't think so, so he let him go. A man who had eyes on people far more than I did, who perceived the crisis before anyone else, and minimized the damage to his own army, chose you. Proud of that. Survive with your chest up. Otherwise, they'll float."

Medraut breathed slowly into the words of the Knight King. Slowly, firmly, and unforgettably, let the words stick in the back of your chest.

"... I have a grandson. Come see me sometime. I won't welcome you, but I'll rent you a room or two."

"I got it. Come one day, to our homeland, to the End of the Earth, to Garnia."

Live. Ark smiled when he saw the light dwelling in Medraut's eyes. I ended up twisting my destiny again. Today, I stretched Medraut's heavenly life in my ego. He said he left his beloved because he couldn't do this - and it doesn't change how much he travels. remain a greedy fool.

See Medraut's back on his way to Garnia only once. My son's back grew up unknowingly. Just seeing it blows my regrets, I was a man, not a king.

"Farewell to the age of war, hello to the age of transformation."

Soon the bandage man was approaching by releasing a nearly drawn campus.

"You're an idiot. Times of war haven't changed. It's more intense. The time when you could have gone up there if you wielded your sword with your head teased, and from today on people turn without rest for a moment. I'm not even allowed to stop until I get to where I'm going."

Loran let the words go to throw up.

"I know, and you're on the White Knight's side? That's kind of a pain in the ass."

"I don't care because I can eat with my savings so far. I will obey what the country decides."

"But personally?

"Easier is better"

"Me too."

The bandaged man and Loran laughed at each other.

"Some places are inappropriate for the times. That's why my daughters lived."

Loran exhales enviously at Ark's words "ha".

"The stopped end of time, huh? Nice, I'll come back next time. I want to relax for about ten years. Let's just say we stick to our goal."

Times change. Even if it doesn't, the time will come. A world where hard work rewards just hard work. Diversification of hard work, a time for you to choose what you work hard for. The future depends on that choice. The world doesn't know that fear yet. You just have to do what you're given. A time when that excuse disappears because you are a slave, a citizen, a nobleman.

Coming soon. That's never a glorious thing.

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Ernst's eyes on Kyle, Kyle can't stop smiling bitterly at the disgust that lives there. If you pull out the definition of what he talks about, what he calls blood, no one will be as close to Ernst as you are. The blood of the king, not comparable to the Seven Kingdoms, but the son of the king, whose mother, who was also blinded to the nations in a rather splendid country, is also a lineage to be brought to the royal family of Nederks.

That's just wearing the skin of a slave with these eyes.

"The king and the slave are with this cloth cut, and the person wearing it is important."

"Shut up, slave. I have an identity. Don't look down on me. You just have to look up."

People get their essence when they lose their room. He was kind to 10,000 people. But I guess that kindness was a 'love' directed at a plaything animal, unlike what a person directed at a reciprocal person. He was royal, the pinnacle of his birth, and the majority of the world at the moment of his birth was' below '.

Ernst's kindness works only on himself, on others, on his schematics.

"Why do you serve such a man? Loyalty."

Lester jumping from behind. Set up a Special Attack of Death to protect Ernst. Yes, he knows and has challenged the fight. Even if I were to take the back...

"This man doesn't even think of it as farting."

He grabbed the flying distorted black eagle and the transformed spear by the wing, and, in addition to the momentum he had penetrated, slammed Kyle's power to draw the spear, and Kyle's fist with the power to hold it, into his belly. Lester dances through the universe with a sprinkling of bloody puke.

"Naturally, so be it. For these guys."

"Ma, mo, guaaaa!

Did the screaming and madness undo the pain. Lester pierces again as he sprinkles his spit, blood, and saliva. A blow you shouldn't be able to move for half a day, Kyle looks at you with a surprised face.

"Go, Lester! My knight. Just you. The knight I truly trust."

Kyle easily deflects the spear of death. And I slapped my fist in the same way again. The feeling of a broken bone, the feeling of a crushed gut, the feeling of a broken human body is transmitted to the fist.

Still...

"Ma, vo, lu, ngaaaaaaa!

Lester doesn't stop penetrating. Kyle's fist shot through his face. I get a big crack in my skull. Still won't stop. Break your arm. I can't stop. I break my leg bone with a kick. He comes in with one leg. Fold the other one too. Crawl but come closer.

"Mamo, Le, Nda. Co, nd, kozo"

Kyle meditated his eyes on what a pitiful man looked like. He's lost again, too, and I guess he's a crazy person. The backbone should never have been as distorted as it is now. I hung on to loving and defending my country more than anyone else. The result is now...

"Oh, my God, you can't do that at all! Get up, Lester! You're a knight, aren't you? Protect me! I am the king of Ostberg, your king. Protect the king, protect the country! Stand up. Hey!"

A heartless curse. It emanates from those who should be protected. And yet he does not stop moving forward. The will to fight is obvious to my eyes. Kill me or I won't break it. I don't want to kill you, I can't.

"Kai El Erik Grevilius. That was my name"

"Say what?"

"Royalty. Not as good a country as Ostberg. The mother also has the blood of the Royal Nederks. But now he's a liberating slave who bought a slave identity. Nothing more or less. I told you earlier. Identity is no different from clothing. If the king takes off his clothes, he's not a king or anything. It's just people. You too, just a man. I'm not a king or a slave, I'm just a human being."

Crawling Lester up his ass. Kyle grabbed Ernst's collar and took a distance.

"Damn, don't be ridiculous. The Seven Kingdoms and everything else means something different. Get off me, help me, Lester! Aren't you supposed to protect me?

"There is no longer a country called Ostberg. The land became Arcadia. At the same time, you are no longer king. A king is one who guides men, who bears men, neither you nor I, and now carries nothing. No one is leading us. I behaved like a king. Wrong, but not blood"

"I am the leader of Geheim!

"The organization also perished today. You've destroyed your country twice."

"It's not my fault! That man is all wrong! William Lewis, the man who always gets in my way! If he hadn't, I'd still be happy with everyone."

"... it is my identity that made that monster. The rules you seven kingdoms laid down gave birth to him. Long before you were taken, he was taken. Enjoying the happiness poured into the glass, you've even taken away just a few pieces of happiness. It's karma, he's a breaker of order, of course. He was robbed of everything by order."

"It's none of my business! I didn't take anything from him!

"No, the world's resources are set. The proportion of misfortune is also determined. Unless you increase it, unless you share it, it's constant, and as long as you monopolize it, it remains biased. Have you ever thought about giving them a share? I don't have one. When I was royal, I never even thought about it. Surrounded by a respected father, a kind mother and a loyal servant, he took that for granted. Oh, I never thought it would be special!

"I don't know what that means."

Ernst groans when Kyle can help.

"So neither you nor I could be anything. karma. I took something special for granted. I can't even see a bug crawling through the ground. For the first time since that bug was harmful, you recognized him, didn't you? You're an unfortunate man too. You just didn't know. I happened to fall early and I could find out. The world is unequal, the unimaginably happy one is precious, and the majority of such precious things are monopolized."

Ernst laughed with his nose at Kyle's remarks.

"Han, in the end I envy you, so you want me to take it from you? And now that guy's gonna have a monopoly, right? Precious happiness! That man enjoys happiness, which he took from me, from 'justice', which he lost today. Just redistributed. Ha, nothing changes. Even he wants to be monopolized. Greedy, inferior creature."

"If you had, I would have been more purely supportive."

"Huh?"

"You're right, he'll aggregate and redistribute happiness. That is by no means an equal division. More than ever, there is also the possibility of a biased division. What he wants is not equality. Nor is it the monopoly of happiness. Because he knows. Happiness is precious and less. How you distributed it doesn't make everyone laugh. So!"

Kyle lowered Ernst to the ground. You saw that as an opportunity. Ernst tries to escape with all his might. I can't even look at a knight crawling behind my back.

"He chose the path to more happiness. Innovation, development, that's his main road. He himself is the bottom of misfortune, no matter how much misery he bears, no matter how much hate he aggregates, he chooses a painful path and himself is in pain again. That's the king!

Kyle grabbed the pattern of the great sword to bear.

"Neither you nor I, a king is not a pattern. You were born unhappy with each other. It doesn't fit the minute."

Step on the big crotch, close to Ernst's back...

"It's over."

I stopped it with a blow. "Ah," I don't know what Ernst thought and felt right now. Kyle didn't even try to see the look on the face of a man who just fell to the ground. Return your heels loosely and walk out slowly.

Lester had an empty look on his face and also looked at the things to protect that had spilled out of his hands.

"Kill."

Short, even the words Kyle utters silently.

Kyle couldn't hate a man named Lester. Live faithfully and die faithfully. Whether distorted or madly swallowed, we still travel chivalry. Its thoroughness deserves respect.

Besides, this is the end of the war. Then I'm not willing to carry any more. Because I am weak. The first war in my life, the war that may become the last in my life, ends.

Let's go home, to Arkas. To pour out everything I have to protect just one person. I don't need luxury. There's only one missing piece for me. I chose small happiness even by throwing and selling the qualities of a hero named Kai El Erik Grevilius, the glorious future it might have given birth to. Because he knows that's a valuable and difficult thing to get.

Lester's cry echoes. It all ended here.

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Eving gently flipped his brother's body. Look at that face. He gives a pitiful look. I don't know what you thought of just one flesh parent, at the bottom of your heart, but he is one of the few people in that country who has been kind to me.

Let's not do this bad anymore. That's what I told you. I was terribly impressed. If Ark hadn't happened to pass by, he would have been killed.

Still, for him, he's the only flesh and blood, and he's my dear brother.

He gently embraced the body. Like you were always doing it to yourself. Pray that you will reunite with your loved ones before you die so that you can have a happy dinner table.

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Thus the war ended enough to bisect the continent. War on an unprecedented scale caused terrible casualties and made the world aware of the great downside that an overgone war would bring. For a while more than this, the world becomes repellent of war. Arcadia and Garias created the flow to do so.

The world was slowly, but surely, ushering in a time of change.