Tower of Karma

Herbert's fist captured Jan's cheek. Jan blows away without force.

"... won't you come beating me back"

"... it doesn't matter anymore. All"

"... I see."

Gustav didn't stop. If Herbert is serious, Jan, who didn't even take a passive, can't be safe. It must be for those who fought with him and risked their lives to keep their way out, not for themselves who deposited their swords in front of them.

"I will not forgive you. It is the duty of the samurai to assume full responsibility if they stand as generals for whatever reason. No matter how talented you are when you abandon it, I will never admit it. I'll have the sword I deposited returned. Well, it doesn't matter to you."

Jan didn't even see Herbert leaving. I feel sorry for you. My friends let me down and I have a heart that hurts. But I don't feel like doing anything. The more heinous it is to even stand and defend itself, the more impetuous it is to move one finger, the better.

"... why don't you at least do it with your gaze?

"... it doesn't matter what happens together."

"Right."

"Why don't you leave, too? There is no reason for me and you to be together right now. Spears are not necessary for those who do not even have the strength to fight. You are strong. It's a waste of time to let it rot."

Jan still leans down and takes words without gazing. Pale white, light-colored words. There was a secret intention behind it to "leave me out of this".

"... you are always that. It's all decided by Temeer's measure. Hey, listen to someone a little more, genius. I thought you weren't interested, but he wasn't interested in you. Jan, it's good to rot. Do as you please. But..."

Gustav grabbed Jan's collar and forced him to turn his face.

"Don't make up your mind about me without even looking at my face. It's more of an insult to me than anything else that makes me feel obliged or interested in being with you. Me, Herbert, Rosalee, you think we were together because we thought we were gonna use Temeer? You think you like it because you're a genius? That's all I got, those guys, let's get thin, genius!

Jan's face is distorted. A glimmer of remorse blows through the cancer.

"I'm not carrying a sign as good as him. You're a poor nobleman on the verge of falling. Don't think you can get away with it. I'll stick with you till Temeer dies. And every time I look at my big figure, I remember the people who entrusted Temeer with the dream. Jan von Zeekt died for a man. For Temeer, I'm a punishment. For me too."

Jan knows. It's hotter around me than I thought, and to my stupidity for not knowing it, I want to die. If you're trying to see it, if you know it, will tomorrow have changed? Has everyone come to a satisfactory conclusion?

To Jan now, something she was certainly supposed to have seen, was out of sight.

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"- I understand the expectations of the lords. I understand the size of the monster Berger alongside the rest of the giant stars. One of those who dreamed of that Kirinko again. But the rest are kings. If you look at this, the kingdom will shake. Sometimes it's unacceptable to bind Arcadia."

King Eduardo was staring at the three generals who drooped their heads in front of him.

"With all knowledge, only life. That man, he'll definitely help Arcadia."

Baldias' sad voice. Appointment responsibility, the man who would be most heavily held accountable in this case, came to beg forgiveness directly to the King for what it might be.

"If Strakles is still alive, losing a good martial officer is a huge loss. Lack of education is our downfall. Blame it on the three of us first"

Bernhardt also defends a man who has renounced his duties as a general, a genius who has fallen to the extreme of self-immolation, which this man will probably most abhor.

"As soon as I was willing to offer my neck to you. Not so talented, Admiral. Forgive me on three necks."

Eduardo floated a tannic side to Caspar's words.

"Don't bother the rest. Let us understand as much as we cannot afford to lose our lords. Damn, Arcadia is short of talent right now. Few people understand that."

The king gave them a bitter grin that he would never show in front of the civilians.

"Not so many, but we have also received a plea from those who understand it. Wen Wu or not, right? Looks like Althauser was secretly putting it together, and Sir's son sent a long sentence. Tightening is the existence of suicide if you are sentenced to extreme punishment. You're threatening me."

Neither does Yawning Eduardo Alto look like that. It is only the space of three people who put their trust from the bottom of their hearts that gives a glimpse of the king's face. He was not a talented man nor a wise king, but he had the weights to understand his own vessels and to be able to deposit them with the good others.

"Forgive my disrespect. I'll include tough words."

"Good. Is this the line that Sir and the others who came to offer their necks in the first place can say? It's a difficult bridge. Don't insult the bondage of the weak. They are sensitive to things that threaten them. All the voices are big, and all the actions are not accompanied, but the voices are the troublesome ones. Do you understand that, sir?

Besides that, the eyes that see people are not usually in line. It was this king who forced Baldias, who was not of good descent, although he would not speak openly of his appreciation, to sit on the Admiral with royal authority as soon as he became king. Thousands of years I had been sworn up with the Commander of the Legion, but the strength is known to everyone. Some fell out of the way when it came to vs. Strakless, and the opposition was less than 'expected'.

This time, naturally, it won't be the ratio.

"... I will lay low the plea, but the actions of the lords will be put out to the world. I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to stick with the gossip for a while."

The three of them face up. I guess my stomach was bracketed to the point of being troubled. Is this another established route than the Left Minister, whom the King trusts in the first place, was moving in secret?

"I guess I'm unwilling to do it with Jan now? Then keep it closed even to the north. All you have to do is send the warriors led by the bloody White Bear. I tried to use greedy generals like Kings of Wisdom, but it wasn't a pattern."

"Our king is in His Majesty only."

"Aren't you getting used to it, Caspar? Let's keep him in the royal palace."

"Give me a break. Depends on what you've already done to your chest on the next battlefield."

"Kuck, the world is taking Arcadia lightly, and the rest is not actually a great king. But the rest is not desperate for this country. You guys are here. There are those whose names were inscribed in the pleadings at risk. solidified flock, but it is something similar to every Seven Kingdoms"

The king knows. I also know my predecessors. Repeat history.

"There is a buoyancy. If we don't sink, we'll have a chance. With life, there is also the possibility that genius will return. That's all we can do. The rest depends on who you are."

"Thank you for your generosity."

"Bernhardt is stiff. But a king who can't win, huh? Kuck, my ear hurts."

"... I thought I'd go visit Iron Fist later"

"Good, nothing reaches the apathetic anyway. Leave me alone."

"Ha."

"Now, I want all three of you to work harder. Especially Baldias, find out that the memorial retirement was far away in this one case. While the rest of us are in office, we'll have them put through by the general."

"... well, that's"

"What, until a winnable general shows up. It might be too soon."

Many know vessels but are therefore disappointed in their unwanted appearance. But if you look at our neighbour Ostberg, you will see how stable the king is today. There are many kings possessed by power. Few are crushed. Now, this king manages to stand.

How many of them are sane enough to sit on the throne?

"Will the king who can win wait for Airhardt? I'm just worried about the thin lines."

"Definitely a wise man"

"I don't know how to grow up, but let's be kings better than the rest."

Eduardo understands his own vessels. That's why it's stable. Those who do not seek much, get much, and even try to cross this confused world somehow. In that appearance the three see the king. Therefore they do not hesitate to deposit their swords.

Let's just...

"Master Felix is also trying hard to lose. Lady Claudia and Lady Eleonora grow up so fast too...... Your Majesty?

"... um. That's a good thing. Looking forward to it, um."

There are things that I know but am therefore afraid of.

Airhardt transcends himself. If Felix also understood himself and swallowed it, there would be ahead. Eleonora is exactly a flower. It should be a light that illuminates the royal palace.

The problem is the other one, something is uneven even at a young age. The man who is king sees it. Because she is a real child, she cannot be distracted, but she is frightened by something that lurks in her.

If you're worried, that's fine. If it's time to blossom...

(It is a matter of concern. The rest of us. What if I don't believe you? What will frighten a young child who has just taken heart? Hey, it's Eduardo Alto. At least I don't want to just pull my legs. It's just like defiling the rest of my beloved Arcadia -)

A king who denies his own eyes. But the king was more extraordinary than the king knew. Only this king was aware that she was uneven at this time. That blossoms a little further. It was too late to take action with certainty. I became alert and distanced. If I'd been present when the flowers flowered, I might have made it.

Everything is a story ahead.

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Jan was bent over, but was sent north. A loud 'voice' rises when it is too loose against those who insult the king, but it also slows down in one case.

The Zeke prince severed his own neck and begged for forgiveness. It's all my own responsibility, the responsibility of a parent man who couldn't overwatch, who couldn't be raised into a legitimate nobleman. I wrote that down and scattered it with my own hands. The lady who sees it travels with us again.

The sister left behind, his brother, is protected in the name that Herbert will be kept as Osvalt's gatekeeper. The Zeke family essentially became like a decoy crush.

Exactly in this tragedy of the famous house, not many came out strong, and in the end Jan was allowed to collapse. If they were flown north far from Arkas, there would be no more restoration. Nor do the countries of the North have the momentum they once had. There is also no power left to form coalitions and wage war, etc.

As a martial officer, he died.

All you have to do is wait for everything to weather.

I just wait for the white view to swallow everything.