Tower of Karma

Originally from a prestigious family and lacking motivation even here, the man, who had continued to have precise results, perfectly accomplished his last push and was naturally promoted to Legion Leader.

In the Zeke family, he became the first Legion leader in a long time.

"When you get here, you're the Admiral!

I was just wondering what a father, usually a division chief stop person, would be talking about, but now that's not the time, so...

Yes, Father.

I responded appropriately.

The Zeke princess, my father, turns his eyes round. As well as my father.

The change was all the more pronounced because it was a party that gathered only familiar patterns with the Zeke family. Everyone is breathtaking. That Jan made it clear that he was going for the Admiral.

"No, you're very motivated."

I wouldn't have spoken if I were Jan before.

"I can't afford to wait until I'm motivated, or done, so I'm just going to have to be motivated... well, soon, where is it?"

It's the usual thing to be carefree, but...

"Where is it? It's like a crossing point, Jan."

"Are you going to?

Jan was putting together something that would put everyone on the floor under barometric pressure. Until they don't know what it is. If there had been giants on this occasion, if there had been quasi-understanders to it, they would have caught a mouth angle to the meaning of this atmosphere.

"I'm proud of you. The Admiral of the Seven Kingdoms Arcadia is not so cheap!

My father regarded it as arrogance. Most people in this room think so, albeit under barometric pressure.

"If you are a general, you don't have to know... the current general or Sanguyen won't be worth it. Seniority, I'm just forced to put it in my seat because I don't have a person. Even if it is unplanned when viewed domestically, it stops excellence when viewed on a Laurencian scale. Boring. I just want a seat. The culmination of the martial arts, sometimes for the first time it can be formed with its power. I'll do anything to get it, I'll do it."

Finally, the father saw the nature of his son. Ever since, how long has my son looked down on himself like this? I'm not the only one. He looked down on Arcadia, even Laurencia, as a measure of his talent.

"I will bring the general to Zeke. Just like my late grandfather."

"... Jan, you"

That's what you wanted, Father.

That eye says. At dawn when you get the Admiral, ask him to give you the Lord of Zeke. Regardless, that was what I wanted more than my heart as a father. If my son had obtained the Admiral, he would have gladly offered it. But that's a long way to go for a man.

"Jan, you, what's going on? What's wrong with you?

It was Gustav, one of his two best friends, who broke in between the Zeke principals and Jan, who was under barometric pressure, limp, and hip pulling.

"Even while we're at it, if she's rubbing something down, then hurry."

Crushing something, Jan's bittersweet expression lifting her hair, Gustav got a bad feeling when he saw it. A man who did not have a fever but was thus stable and did not take risks is now trying to take risks and hurry, as is the anxiety in his eyes.

"Gustav, get in the mood. This is where the fight starts."

"... I took Sangu, didn't I? We're just gonna settle down, right?

"Oh, as a Legion Leader, young man. That's why I have a neck that blows up sequences to shortcut. It's right south of your neck beyond the Three Kings of Rapid Buildings, isn't it?

"Don't. It's good to think, but don't talk to me! This is a place to socialize!

"I take Strakless's neck. So I'm the Admiral."

In a social setting, not to mention those close to Zeke, but also in other houses, Jan has struck up a great proclamation. I can't pull in anymore. Soon after Gustav stopped, the Lord couldn't stop him, and his fiancée was stunned, looking at him like he'd never seen him before.

"I can't pull it off anymore."

"You like that, don't you? buddy."

"... Damn, human beings have changed too much"

It was Gustav who tried to stop it, but the inside was beginning to synchronize with Jan's fever. Perhaps Herbert is of the same opinion. It was none other than Jan, who had no fever. And the recklessness of challenging giant stars is also the same dream they portrayed.

"Jan!"

"I'll shut you up with the results. Just like before. More than ever."

Father on his ass. Jan leaves this place with Gustav. Now, what we need is not a party. It's a way to root for Ostberg. That place was a gathering of all those close to Zeke today, without first-tier ranks such as Osvalt and Gardner.

It is a pointless place to stop for Jan in a hurry.

"Jan, what's wrong?

"Oh, yeah. Next time I have something important to tell you, I'm going that way."

It's just that being her fiancée, she's a little different. Her house, which also has a clever face on the civilian side, is more magnificent than Zeke's, and the flowers of the Gaolin grabbed by our current lord selling in Kirinko. That's what I thought at a young age that my father had caught such a big man.

"Ya, Jan, in a place like this, I don't know."

"... seriously"

"... are you blushing? You had a cold, didn't you?

Jan walks straight past the side. Gustav shuddered at last that he was here, and his fiancée is happily hanging with a bright red face again. But Jan hasn't even seen that. I'm not in sight. Even if it was in there, you wouldn't understand.

He was still arrogant. Because I never thought that the thought of 'her' that was special to me would be there for someone else. I never thought that was directed at me. I just thought it was a political ploy between houses, an engagement that weighed my future.

Jan later regrets his arrogance.

I should have noticed earlier. That way, before I fell for the mud, I could hurt her, hurt myself, and that would be it. I didn't do that because I prioritized greed and hope. I also underestimated the power of women's thoughts, just like hundreds of men.

She said she got the fever from it, but she said she was impressed, but thought only 'she' was special. His blindness makes him regret his whole life.

Everything was wrong at this point.

What he said was important - because it was the dissolution of the engagement.

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"Dear Vlad, how shall we treat you tonight?

The devil that rises from the shadows. It was filling the void with the malice she brought. I lost my love, was frustrated by the seemingly crazy solitude, and got a lot of business on my sweet words. It should also be noted that the malice has not disappeared. In the void, it does remain.

But...

"I can't ride Hing. Where's Alrett more than that?

The demon's face was distorted by the woman's name. The man has found another way to fill the void. The woman you got to toy with took away the "light" that the devil's "effort" made you alone. It is unforgivable. I tried so hard to get rid of the disturbers.

Those eyes are trying to smear themselves again.

"... we are putting Victoria to sleep"

"Well, you rest too, Helga."

I hated that woman's eyes. Those eyes that invite the Count into the light. I was loved by a special person who rescued me from the darkness, and even the day I vomited in disgust knowing that the eye of the Count I fell in love with, the light behind it, had just been transferred from that woman. I finally turned it off, but now another woman had the same eyes as that woman.

The devil, the grip demon and Helga stared at the back of a man lured by the light with seeping eyes.

With your own grip, you're about to destroy your hand.

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Alrett had a gesture that would soften the child, stroking Vlad's head.

"It's cold, Alrett. It's cold and cold, I can't help it."

"I'll be by your side, Master Vlad"

A man who nods his face on Alrett's lap and seeks warmth like a young child. I've had pillows with various men, but I've never met so much emptiness. I guess my ex-wife was so big for him.

"Please don't leave me"

"Yes, of course."

"Stay by my side"

"Yes, I'll always be with you."

"Woohoo, my Alretto. Warm, warm, you are."

Warmth, monster seeking light.

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"Alretto, my Alretto"

Alrett couldn't make me hate this poor man. I'm sure he was very pure, delicate, all the way. That's why it broke. I still haven't been able to get my day back. I am only an alternative, and no matter how close I lean in, I'm sure I can't replace 'her'.

Still Vlad asks. Things that don't exist in the world anymore.

Alrett laughs bitterly. I saw him again the other day. A surprisingly loose boy. Tomorrow, as he said, will not come. Her life wasn't beautiful enough to believe in a convenient dream. The only thing that was beautiful to her was Al. Therefore she does not want it. All you want is one thing. If you can laugh at that kid just because you rubbed yourself down, I can give you as much as I want.

Still glad. Because it's his clumsy word, because there was truth in its place. That's enough, many don't want much. Because I was born a slave.

A little more, a little more, if Vlad is stable, let's cut him out. He wants me to live here with that girl he loved. In the process of taking care of them, I'm sure I'll have a chance to touch the learning. To get the learning you didn't get and see you happy...

"I'm here."

She hugs Vlad. As if to offer warmth.