Tower of Karma

"Did you not see what I did?"

"Oh, Welkin, look bitter"

"Hmm? Yeah, of the same kind, that's all I had, but therefore I missed out on purer thoughts. I didn't know you had the heat to this point. Considering this fever rides on that, hehe, it's horrible."

"Maybe I hadn't met you when I met you."

"That can't be right. This is not matured in such a short time."

"... oh, you'll be on the shelf about yourself"

Look at the Virgin with her hands on her chest. Hero king, awkward silence.

"Hey, well, it's not that day."

"Can't that kid win?

"No, I won. But it's war."

Welkingetrics smiled pitifully.

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"... stronger than you, the other one"

During the meeting at which Campeador gathered, suddenly, El Sid, king of the occasion, opened his mouth.

To whom the words are directed is obvious if you look in its eyes.

"That's out-of-heart. If it's war, I'm not willing to lose to El Sid either."

Tension runs into the conference room. It was enough to destroy the chair just because of tremors such as che. The fact that my men have replaced the chair reveals that they have done the same thing quite a few times. It doesn't matter very much.

"You are reluctant to deliberately hold down the weapon you say you are. The other one doesn't have it. Use if necessary. If that's the best, use it as normal. The difference, the futile obsession, is your gap, Laro Sid Campeador."

"... it"

Laro mumbles at El Sido's shooting gaze.

"For some time, fix it. That doesn't mean you'll have me."

"What, Dear El Sid!?

Other Campeador rises. It's like the next successor was nominated, depending on what you hear. It was not a word to put on a young man who was a young man and was only the last seat of Campeador.

"Sit down, last seat"

"Is that Lord Che? I 'm-"

"I'm telling you to sit down. Don't let your weak mouth open. Strength is everything, here."

The pressure of a man with his men as chairs. With the exception of El Sid, the power of the gaze of the oldest and most grown man is second only to El Sid in terms of influence alone. The man also admits to Laro. Aside from the inside, I can stand on this occasion.

Because I know it's above me.

"But not today. There's another one in Ostberg."

"Oh, so I'm not going up today. Whether that fool loses today or not."

El Sid nodded at Che's words.

And he glanced east in bitterness.

"But close"

El Sid snorts boringly. Because in the coming age, he finds out that there is no battlefield where he wants it. Either he dies of old age or of inorganic measures, he understood that no battlefield would come to burn himself.

The thought is to be overturned, but now he doesn't know it.

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Jan pursued the fastest and shortest settlement possible. And it totally haunted me. Unmotivated self before. I didn't mean to make it out, but I stepped in and took this measure that the gap was usable. Strakles, the giant stars take themselves lightly.

I don't think that's the time yet.

The idea was right. At least that's what Strakles thought, and the fact is, if it had been Jan before, it would have been a stoppage. So this is the best hand in the current situation.

If it's overshadowed...

"Damn it, stop. Wow!

"Why, die!?

To say that this' king 'could not be taken from the beginning.

"Huh?"

"... ugh!?

Jan and even Strakles were stunned for a moment. Breaking and entering supports Ostberg and another man. It is scratchy. I guess I've been running through the shortest distance from where Herbert was. The swords pierced by the wounded and chased Osvalt swordsmen, which stand in multiple pieces. Still, I didn't die, I didn't stop, I just...

"Obu."

A penetration aimed at Strakles' heart pierced a leaping Berger. With that giant, with all these wounds, he rides himself out of his horse and jumps into a dead place.

Berger stares at Strakles. I felt that Strakles was to blame for his gaze alone. The giants all hope to scatter somewhere, on the battlefield. Live on the battlefield, scatter on the battlefield. It's what I want to live up to as a warrior. Strakles is also one who wishes to fulfill as many of his forefathers did on the hot battlefield.

Therefore, at the end of the day, if it could sink into this heat, it would have been there somewhere.

Berger's eyes say they won't allow it.

You are a general. The role of the pillars inherited from the great predecessor, General Maxim von Gunter. I won't allow you to die without fulfilling it.

Says the eye of a man who would have always been a general without himself.

Don't run away.

Strakles shrugged. I know. He said he couldn't fall under the circumstances. Just for a moment, I dreamed. Dream of scattering on the battlefield as a warrior. Dream of throwing everything out and enduring in passion. Just for a moment, I had a dream.

"Gu."

It was a flash, and Jan pulled the sword instantly, trying to weigh it back up, but grabbed the sword standing on Berger's chest, the sword as the pierced man laughed.

Let's go, Berger.

"This is the battlefield!

Strakles did not hesitate for a moment and cut off every Berger Jan, who was a friend of the bamboo horses. Flowers blooming on the battlefield, bright red blood tides, shatter dreams.

The defeating dream that Strakles saw, the three Tomorrow that Jan saw, two, shatter and scatter.

"Me, ku, ha-"

I couldn't believe it. I did my best. As usual, there was supposed to be a victory. Herbert exceeded my expectations. Everyone in Osvalt, even Gustav, worked hard enough. I should have done enough myself. Still, I couldn't. That's incredible.

"Yah!"

In the sight of Gustav, a man who himself ordained himself Lord, collapses.

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At the same time, at the Bernbach mansion...

"Alrett! Run!"

Suddenly, Teresia, her eldest sister, rushed in under Alretto, who was taking care of Victoria. Not long after thinking about something, a servant enters with a distorted grin.

"You mustn't, Dear Theresia. Don't interrupt your father."

"You say you'll break it again!? You're back to normal!

"No, no, we're going back to normal. Just go back to the right place."

Alrett couldn't understand the situation.

"The fact that a prostitute who betrayed Count Vlad's love will only be a toy as usual!

Then he saw Vlad's face, who came in, and Theresia looked up to heaven. The same vain eyes that lost everything then. A pathetic beast who hurt ourselves and was tired of it alone and sought the art of filling our thirst outside. Originally, I'm back.

"Is there an opening?

Alrett also understands the situation by looking at a single painting held in his hand. She didn't have the wisdom or the power to overturn this situation, with all sorts of thoughts running around the back of her brain.

Your weak voice, it doesn't reach you.

"No, I don't"

I have nothing. I can only pray. I gave up on myself. I just think of my brother, who was a reason to live in that hell, a reason to fight. At least be healthy, I hope so. And I also think of Jan, who loved me like this.

It was for a short time, but I was still full. Because someone never hit me with such straight thoughts. I was so happy. He loved his mind, not just his body, but his presence, including his position. I'm glad about that.

And curse yourself greedy.

(Sorry, Al. Sister, I got greedy. Happy, even thin dirty people like me can be happy because... I had that dream)

The three of us - the dream, falls apart.