Tower of Karma

Claude watched his beloved father substitute man and his adorable disciple.

"He's pretty good, isn't he?"

Silvi, the Three Kings, had a surprising eye. Palomides has also heard from Silvi who is sending his strength to El Touré. I came to check with this eye because he was present. But as far as the last move...

"The mentals were lame, though. What did you do to that man, Alfred?

Beatrice, wrapped in anger, was turning his angry gaze toward his own Lord, William. She is one of those who publicly proclaims that she does not like kings. Position Osvalt and her strength. Permittedly, but still, this gaze was past degrees.

"I don't know. I don't even know Marianne. Do I know?"

Claude thinks the plan he's been thinking about should be transferred to execution. Yesterday, as far as what's going on today, I guess the lesion is a deep-rooted thing. Maybe they're hanging something wrong with each other. That kind of twisting takes time.

"... I'll take care of you for a while. Don't make me complain."

"... I am unhappy, but I have no choice. I don't know what you're gonna do with that man's eyes."

"Family, yet"

"Hurry up if you want to move. You don't know what happened to that man's family."

Beatrice turned herself in momentum. There's nothing to see, just a move to say so. What fits you is a fierce rage that resembles killing.

"... maybe Bear's right."

Marianne with an empty grin. Claude sighed bitterly when he saw it.

"Now it's okay. Me, Bear, you too."

Silvi, unaware of the circumstances, had dared to move his gaze to the next game. That's Arcadia, high level, but not enough to keep an eye on. Still, it would make for boredom. There must have been another one, pretty strong. His clash with Palomides was quite a card to look forward to. It's a long way to go though.

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"Ulysses exhaled as he watched the game disputed by the crowd.

(Damn, that guy is still bad for people)

Alfred, who was clearly out of shape. He was pointed at one point until his gaze and consciousness were cornered. I guess the cause lies with that man. Both sides seemed to know that.

The contents were heard some time ago.

(The man inferred that he was sensitive to killing intentions and killings, but probably not. I can see that in the reaction when I get mine. I guess the cause is more deep-rooted and limited to that man. So I guess I can do something.)

My strength could be reconfirmed. It would have top notch strength in that generation as it stands. I can also feel enough of the qualities that transform with one heart.

(Well, as far as I'm concerned, I can do a good archdeacon, so it's impeccable... was it really me to fulfill it? Similar, but not like me)

Use a sword similar to your own, that's what the man said, but Alfred's it's something similar and non-existent. Instead, I can be content just to imitate myself and cover up my true path for close minutes. The man who sees through everything also lacks any precision when it comes to his son.

"Gahhh! I lost brilliantly! My eyes fell off, too!

Suddenly, the voice ripped open the air and punched Ulysses in the ear.

Ulysses turned to whom the voice spoke. It wasn't a strange voice, I think. But he can't be here. This is a made opportunity, everyone dancing on that man's palm. Disgusted, but I am one of them.

"... either attracted"

The pounding and crushing Ulysses also disappeared into the crowd again.

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Palomides was searching for something for a moment.

"Yo, Palomides. What are you looking for?

"Lambert? Nothing, it's not a big deal. That look on your face seems to have won."

"Sort of. I can't beat you or Alfred."

When I heard Alfred, Palomides reacted with a tingle. Lambert grins a lot at how it looks.

"At the end of the day, you don't feel so good, then."

"I don't think I won"

"So, I'm looking for Alfred,"

"I didn't say that"

A foolish and clumsy man is bad at lying, and he gets mean where he doesn't know yet and well. Lamberto puts his hand on Palomides' shoulder with a bitter smile.

"He said he'd gone back to the mansion. You looked sick, and you're supposed to take the day off. That's better news than that. I hear a friend of a girl I know is having a party with Elise."

We're in the middle of a tournament.

"Don't be hard on me, best friend. Besides, it's important to you, isn't it? We need to prevent Ellis from being targeted by other guys... we're good years too, don't know what's gonna happen?

"... I don't mean to, but let's join. I really don't want to."

"Okey, join us. This invitation. I'll see you later."

Lambert rushes out with a resting palomides. I pushed the momentum, but this is also an important task in planning a party. The participation of Palomides, which is extremely popular with women, calls for more women. There must be no more solicitation failures than having already caught many girls using it as bait in the first place.

"Oh, isn't that lambert? Just hang out. Final adjustment."

"Shit-"

Lambert captured by a smiling claude. God only knows if he could have joined the party after this.

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It was night when I realized. Father's gaze comes to mind even as he meditates his eyes as he lies on the bed. Those were disinterested eyes. Cold, emotionless gaze. I'm not interested in you anymore. I pretended to have the last chance. I can't do it.

"It doesn't change what you do. Just support it in the shadows, that's all you need"

Hatsumomo. Even if you lose interest from your father, it doesn't change what you have to do. It is my role to support my father and the protagonists around me as a black child. Good as I understood it. Isn't it easy to understand and good?

"All right, let's just go to sleep today. I'll start thinking tomorrow."

Under the firm will to force himself to convince and sleep, Alfred...

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"Shadow of an escort, no"

"Thank you. Was White Dragon's husband away after all"

"Without anyone's back shield, the First Prince floated"

"A spark of political strife, even a burning cusp, can't be a disaster later"

"Work, do you want to"

"Accepted"

Shadows move out.