Tower of Karma

Jan was overwhelmed. Kimon originally didn't even let Berger do anything, but instead of Laro, he floated and pawned the main force, disabling him, continuing the tactic of deciding large numbers into that gap.

Over the winter, polished pearl tweezers.

Young elites who can respond to it.

"Damn it, fight me! Herberto!"

"I'm sorry, but I'm not after you."

It was a perfect flow.

Jan drags Strakless out in the opposite way to Laro, who extracted the main force and slapped him.

"Come on, Strakles!

And he finally showed up.

There's a giant star trying to stop Jan from making his fast moves by dumping the Garias side.

"My apologies, my lord"

"Don't apologize."

"Sorry."

"You're in a position to apologize!

"Is that right, Deska?

"What if I rub my nose! Damn it, you're out of your mind."

"Just enough to pull it out. Who are you?

"That's a stupid question."

The feeling of air being repainted just because only one showed up on the battlefield. All heaven comes under pressure as if to hold back their symbolic hand. Severe sense of air, young. I know it with them heavily.

He's...

"I am the general of the kingdom of Ostberg, at Strakless!

that it is the 'black gold' strakless, the culmination of a martial arts with only three people in the world.

Enemy jumps. Allies constrict.

"Come on, you guys give me a break. I've lost before I fought."

The Dada man who says so also couldn't stop shivering again. Perhaps that's the real general. One or two digits are different from the way you once saw the play. You can't win, your instincts scream.

"... Jan"

Gustav, Herbert, was staring at their general.

"We're gonna win!

A rare Jan scream. It aroused their fighting spirit young.

"Ha, that Jan's gonna bark!

Herbert wields his sword all the time saying he's gonna do it. Villibrand and Christoph, who brought them as direct reports, were stopping it with a troubled face.

"Oh, I'm gonna win, Je!

Gustav, accumulate. Build up maximum combat power, just when you can go anytime.

"All hands, battle posture!

"Answer!

Young The pressure they unleash. Berger frowns at it. Strakles is laughing, but obviously their condition is unusual. I'm here to fight. I've got this strakless in front of me. And yet, I'm here to win. I guess I'm ready.

"My lord."

"I know. But I can't pull it off."

"... oh, sure"

You have to laugh at the change, Strakless. That's what I call a grand general. Do not enlighten the soldiers of the disturbing air. Let them believe you can win, or they won't.

"Conquer then!

Crush as usual.

"Understood!"

Strakles and Berger, the strongest pair in history boasted by the Kingdom of Ostberg. Combine a thrust of defense and multiply its destructive power by harnessing each other. There is no loss to the battlefield they have lined up on. Both Garias and Arcadia, woohoo, only once, were only broken by that heroic king who came. It's also about the young days, the immature times.

Win now. It's natural to win.

"Is that Berger, who was thorough with his deputy general? Not at all."

Because it's like having two giant stars lined up.

"Disconnect the two. Please, Herbert!

It is assumed that this will happen. No, it's best to do this than they've got two together. Then it will always be in this formation. Measures to that end have been prepared.

"Show Osvalt pride!

"Answer!

Osvalt's genealogy drives. The aim was Kimon von Gunter, a balancer that transmitted the interlocking, the center of the two imperatives.

"... Herbert? If so!"

Kimon takes it and shows herbert how to stand. I have fought many times. I've never taken a step back. The opponent is neither Gustav nor Jan. Then naturally we win. That's what I was born into Gunter for.

One day we will have to succeed them and support the country.

As my ancestors did.

"Kimon, you insulted me."

Jan smiles. The first phase of the measure, with certainty of its success.

"Gustav wasn't the one who fought me the most the other winter. Him."

Herbert and Kimon bump into each other. At that moment, the swelling fighting spirit.

"... how about it!

Berger feels dangerous and looks back. The collapse of the balancer is one of the concerns, but the intention was working that we can't lose Kimon. Strakless and the man he expects, now small and clumped together, but one day I'm sure he'll notice and winge big, I believe, but hence...

"Berger!"

"Whoa!"

The two judge instantly. Now Herbert says it's dangerous.

"Hey, why!? Neither am I missing an audition. The difference is, instead of opening it, it's jammed."

"Put pride aside temporarily. I'm here to be Herbert! It's not Osvalt, it's just a herbelt, and you stick your chest out and show your brother! Your brother is strong! So you can be stronger! To that genius, I must show you my brother's manners! That way, I'll move on!

Previously, Herbert sought beauty without Osvalt's sword. Like that sword my brother gives me a glimpse of, an inorganic, just a sword to wield...

'You can't do this, Herbert. You're not a genius.'

I knew it. Still, I couldn't take it.

"You are just like Lord Bernhardt, an ordinary man when it comes to swords."

days that exposed its weakness. I met with a real genius I know. I fought as hard as this. The more Gustav persisted, the more he monopolized Jan in the auditorium.

"I think there's a path for ordinary people."

And I sent my sword with my father. I hated being compared to my brother, who is a genius, and spoke with my father, who hasn't crossed the blade once in the last few years, with a sword. That's the way to go, you can't be Gilberto. Even though my brother is still much stronger now, by talent, he seeps into the sword.

"To that Ostberg, to Berger, you beat Strakless, show him grandeur, chest up! I said I'm strong! And when you get stronger, I can tell you that, the metrics, I'm yaaaaaa!

Roar of the soul. Rough sword. Even if I'm not, I won't betray the time I've been waving. Shameful sword filled with jealousy for a talented brother, decorated with victory to say this is me.

More than anyone else, the swordsmen who bring the pain into Osvalt's genealogy know. brother of a distant genius of the year. I know how a man born to a man should behave, how he should be, and how he was stuck with himself who could not be. Still, it is.

That's why today, win, show your brother's hold. This should change everything.

We don't have each other, and Kimon who usually turned to the guard should be better off. Yet Herbert's sword is boneless with temper on it, which continues to crush Kimon with momentum. His function as a balancer had collapsed. In Kimon, in the army he commands, he can't stop Osvalt from falling into avalanche with this cracking temper.

"Easy, Kimon, you can't win if your opponent swallows you!

In that battle, Berger breaks in.

"You shouldn't, my lord! Let me go."

"Believe in Strakles. Even without me, he's the strongest. That's why I gave up my dream. He gave me that dream of becoming a general."

"Out of the way. Ahhh!

"Know the walls you can't go beyond in temper alone!

Herbert doesn't mind starting engaging Berger. Disadvantages, Jan deepened her grin when she saw him cross in a mood. Battlefields as expected are fun, but battlefields beyond assumptions are more fun.

"Is Kimon still important? I thought one of them was missing to protect me. And it was more convenient for me. Marching, Gustav! Hit through 'Black Gold'!

"Aye, wow!

All power into this penetration.

Burn your soul and thrust. The enemy and allies have nothing to do with it. There's only one thing in Gustav's eyes now, Strakless. Unleash the power you were storing.

The time has come to smash that giant star.

"Gustav von Eiblinger, is that it!?

The atmosphere was showing unprecedented heights.

The belgers in battle are so grumpy.

"I can afford to find out, etc. Wow!

"You're young, both of you!

Still, there was certainty in Berger. They young people don't know. The monster who carried it, inherited from his predecessors, the true Strakless, the supreme general and the deceitful, also gathers the strength of the great general as his monstrosity is. Unwilling to mingle, to the strongest appearance.

"I'm not a general!

"What, ooh!?

Both bumped into each other well. A blow that the giant unleashed, accelerating and throwing all his power, bounced back. To that fact, Gustav distorts his face.

"Know, weigh that!

Same class, very little difference in actual size. Younger, greasy Gustav also looks stronger than a simple force. And yet, the bigger they look, the bigger they look. More and more, the bulging size.

"Know, those streaks!

It manages to eat at will, but whoever sees it was disadvantaged.

"This is the general of Ostberg!

The more overlapping, the overwhelming inequality that becomes evident.

No, Gustav is awesome to be meeting with Strakless right now in the first place. Because it's amazing, it comes up to this point. It's hard to believe, the appearance of a monster that's beyond human.

"Gu, gu."

"The mood isn't there yet."

Herbert's Berger cuts through Osvalt's onslaught. The eye had already regained enough looseness to stare at the battlefield. No worries, whoever sees it, the king of the battlefield is our Lord, the Great General Strakles.

That "Spear of War" is on the verge of breaking, and victory, at present...

"... hmm?

Battlefield with overwhelming heat swirling. There was a trajectory where there was nothing but heat.

"No way, from the beginning!?

Berger abandoned Kimon and set off the battlefield of victory.

"Ma, ma."

The man who tried to chase down so many enemies that he reached Kimon, and fought against it, and also against Berger, a man of character, was not in a situation where he could already do it.

"Strakless!"

From the beginning...