Tower of Karma

Herberts reach Laconia the day after Jan and Gustav arrive in Laconia. At that time, Bernhardt said nothing. My oldest brother's efforts are to the knowledge of a man who is a parent. I also expect Hellberto to be demeaning but with enough talent and more than enough effort.

I can be jealous of the far too great talent of my older brother, also because he is the one who seeks the sword. Therefore Bernhardt says nothing, he has nothing to say. I'm not sure they can hold me back with Berger. Even a giant star would be difficult if it were to die.

A man to whom General Maxim worked out better than a child, and to whom everyone had no doubt, without even Strakless, that he would be a pillar of the nation. No one will complain about losing against that. Still, he blames his own weakness and disgraces himself for not being stopped.

Jan doesn't want to go anywhere. Berger's bottom line was just not in the calculations. The role of Herbert is over until the weaker part of the chain, Kimon, is pushed in and the Berger is fished out.

But Bernhardt didn't dare put on a single piece of work.

If there is repentance, there is tomorrow. I'm an emotion that I've lost. I got used to the giant stars, the Bergers, and the days I couldn't beat them. A pitiful general is himself, thinking not about how to win, but all about how to lose.

The other two are similar.

"... Coming"

That's why...

"Are you here? The General left it to Lord Baldias."

"Is that good?

"There are no other actors besides you. that, if you deal with Strakles"

"The terms of this victory are also immovable. Without letting him take the laconia, he endures and keeps praying for a phase that would move far south. I mean, compared to patience, hey, Rolf."

Caspar laughs at his own deputy general, 'Steel' Rolf. There was a strong emotional twist in the silent, nodding man's eyes. Strakles reached. The fleeing soldiers are probably all there is to go. His son did not return.

"Come on, it's been a long time since we've been in action. I'm worried it's not dull. Anyway, the Royal Palace is full of stiff shoulders. I'm in charge of the whole thing, let's just say we go around."

Needless to say, Kaspar. They serve Gardner, descendant of The Storm. Praised as the shield of the country, the man also becomes the incarnation of violence if stripped of his skin. The men, their men, also tremble at the joy of returning to the stage where they say they do not need to contain themselves.

"I'm sorry, I always let you lose something."

"I don't mind. The only thing I can do is be unbeatable."

"How many stars do you sink when you can do it? Let's go, Holst, just turn it into a wave of sword and don't show our Osvalt sword!

"Understood!"

Bernhardt also took off the mask of saying 'General Sword' again. Baldias' standing in the General allows us to move around as mere pawns. Holst of the 'Golden Sword', Bernhardt's deputy general, also has the same beastly grin as the Lord.

They are swords before they are generals. I've behaved like a general because of their position, but this happens if they peel off again. After all, they are only warriors and swordsmen.

"... did you think the three of you could beat me?

Aura to conquer the battlefield.

You can only see as much bean grains as you can still see, even though you are so far away, your skin becomes so intimidated that it tingles. I still can't win, everyone thinks so.

I'm not willing to win in the first place.

"" Sharpen Other Than Strakless ""

"" I understand!

Caspar and Bernhardt placed their only conditions on them to become beasts of struggle. There is no winning eye for setting up a war giant, who is our complete superior compatibility, except to fight Strakless. The defeat of just understanding it has been overlapping.

It is the role of Bernhardt, Caspar, who wants to play to isolate Strakles and lighten the burden of immobility. These two always stand on the main stage.

"I'm in a bad mood. I'm gonna eat you, so sit down and wait!

Struckles, the strongest general.

"Whatever you want. I only complete my role!

Against is immovable, Baldias.

He's my genius, and there's no way to open it - if he's immovable to fill it.

"" "Come, Strakless!

The showdown between the Grand General and the Third General begins.

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War, instant death.

The destructive power of an angry giant blows a robust formation led by immobility. Awesome pressure, a monster called a giant star strips his fangs. More assaults than usual, more destruction than usual, shields, armor doesn't make any sense before this monster.

Baldias, however, is immovable.

"So you're not gonna move until you're dead?

When Strakles sees him rumble around, he sits down, arms up and stares at the battlefield.

…………

Normally, if we put this man in front of us, if we put this destruction in front of us, people want to move. Instinct, fear, tries to take countermeasures.

"It's Strakles, the genius of war, who pokes around."

Caspar, descendant of a 'storm' that avoids its wild giant stars and storms around endlessly on the battlefield. Strakless doesn't make sense. That man is a genius. The sense of smell detects the measure and pokes the weak part with his own protruding force. It's not rational. Former wild child.

And how many times have you made me cry? Why is he here, why does he move like this, over and over, overshadowed, devised and broken every time?

Many gave up. Some continue to refine their measures without giving up.

But Baldias was not like any of them.

When he was dawning in battle with the white bears, the ancient raccoons in the north, he was also the type of man who, like many fierce generals, would win victories on his own. Act aggressively, read the opponent, and win one step ahead. That is the general's regular path. Believed that and polished the way.

own full superior compatibility, until I met Strakless.

"Everyone thinks. You can't beat him."

Bernhardt recalls. When I first met Baldias.

So much so that no samurai of such a temperament thought so. It is precisely the beating fierce general himself who leaps into a meeting with the white bear, and the younger days are the lower ranking seniors than himself, the ones scorched on his back.

"Many of them have broken their hearts unreasonably"

Caspar stands around to load Strakless as he rambles around with Rolf and the others. It is the monster's monster that can continue to fight even if it doesn't follow, but it can still be shredded. Avoid sweet challenges and thoroughly keep poking at their unpleasant parts.

"That's why Baldias is so special."

The two generals stormed around and swayed afterwards.

"Press left or right."

"I'll tell him!

Baldias flies gently.

One hand that puts further pressure on the succession, not the strakless that spills through the centre. If that works, and no matter how the Strakless completely fails to succeed, it stops going both binary and ternary. Two generals, excellent men who support them. The Ostberg army without Berger has no power to cut it off.

"... Still pushing?

When I look, the momentum behind me disappears.

"... goodbye"

And that strakless, he retired. Baldias let him retreat.

"Immovable, as usual."

A man who abandoned himself as a fierce general and became immovable for his country. That battle, always after. I will no longer prevail. Even if you win, you always win hard. Sometimes you lose out on the understatement. But there's no big loss. Once immovable, it didn't beat that Strakless or Berger opponent.

Such a general, he alone in all of Laurencia.

Put this Baldias down. There's nothing else.

"Come on, before the monster returns"

"Push it and we're out of here!

The generals know for themselves. He decided to be thorough in his role of supporting the immovable battle. They don't greed, they don't risk foolishness that can get them out of their place. In character, against the strong, they thoroughly fight the weak. Netineti and until you keep sharpening the mighty.

Knowing more about defeat than anyone else, so they learned how to lose. I couldn't find a way to win, but I managed to find a way to draw. The man who most embodies it directs this battle. That's how two people who know the agony of a living man support it.

That's why we catch up.

The great battlefield king, the black gold star and the three stars catch up and sharpen each other.

"Come on, the war has just begun"

"... really, as always"

Strakles laughed secretly, where no one had seen him. Responding differently than Garias, those who abandoned me for the good of the nation over several defeats, battles against real generals. It's still fun. We know each other, but it's a battle.

The war between the warlords was here.