Tower of Karma

Those who had a hunch around the world that night, those who didn't, many looked up into the night sky and enjoyed a beautiful moon and night. The unblocked sky, the world is connected everywhere, and people are connected again somewhere at the end of their minds. The more gorgeous sea of stars you're likely to swallow, the more you reach out, the more you're likely to reach - this is just one act of such a night.

It is a prelude to the great twist that begins with this.

The man walks wide through the city at night, holding a luscious woman in both hands. No one defies a man. If a man stands in front, the crowd cracks and the road can be done. I was in the best mood. I'm strong, I'm rich because I'm strong, and I have money, so this time of year, the rough stuff goes by.

"Boss, if you say so, what happened with that noble lady?

Surrounding the perimeter is a galloping chimp collapse. One of them asks.

"Oh? Uh, that one? You poked at me for being weak, and now you're in a cage."

"Ugh, you're a great nobleman. Boss, it's not just that."

"You bet, Cass."

A man's back fist smashes the face of a man who was rubbing sesame seeds with his old man. Kerakera laughs as the others kick a dull man in the foot. It is a crazy group.

"It's the woman I bought. Hey, whore."

The man put his hand on the chest of the woman beside him as he clicked to. They respond with a happy smile. I don't know what I would do if I didn't. That's the kind of man I am. This monster.

"It's a free avalanche now, but these guys were also born aristocrats. It's good to keep this kind of thing. I can buy my body if I have money. I can buy my heart if I have more. Plus, you can buy pride. It's really the best world ever. It's for me."

The man had money. More wealth than bad merchants.

"If you take pride in yourself and rub it all off, the toy looks like it, is. So keep up the good work Temeer and the others. You still have the rest of us... I'll crush it and say goodbye when it crushes. Fuck, no, that face, that face, you're gonna want to smash it."

The man strokes the woman around her cheeks and plays with the other woman with her fingers in her mouth.

"You're very busy around the ever-winning, undefeated gladiator."

The man's face distorts when he suddenly looks at the knight who stood before him.

"Is it Lorraine de Lucreur? What can I do for you? You finally feel like I'm gonna kill you?

"Ha, it's just a look around. Unless you break the law, we won't lay our hands on you. You're smart. You're not turning Garias against the enemy, are you? So me and you don't fight."

"Chi! Xing shredded, let's go home, Temee, et al."

The man did his gaze in the sky. Far away, the land of the north. Something sounded like a birth. There were signs that something would blow up. Something of gold strikes heaven, like something rises and precedes the summit of one's aspirations.

"Oh, come on, that's a lot of occult shit... but it's not your fault"

Loran feels that again. It's just a hunch, I don't mind if I cut you loose.

(Does this guy feel it, too? Oh, my God, I knew it was a prospect. And then there's the bare line, I don't know what to do. If that's right, it's a delicacy that can be aimed at the apex.)

The man had an unparalleled frightening look on his face when he was watching Loran.

"... don't stand on me. I'm the strongest, Cass Bug."

The eye sees gold with intent to kill.

The girl looked up at the beautiful night sky, beside frying herbs, mixing together another herb in her mind. It is a beautiful night sky. Moon painting true circles, colorful stars shining like gems. It's like a dream, like being in an exotic royal palace far from even imagining it for a girl, in that mood.

Mix the herbs in that mood. It's a stick. It's a stick. It's a stick.

I am not dissatisfied with my situation. I have a lot to learn. I am immature and will spend the rest of my life protecting everyone's health as a doctor in this village. I'm not dissatisfied with the place, there shouldn't be, but why is my chest so stiff?

The sky is connected everywhere. Yet why can't I go anywhere?

That's what I think.

The steep mountains, one man gazing at the stars on that mountain path. Even so, the man doesn't see the stars. Instead of the stars, the view, the place where I'm standing now, I can't see everything. Still, the completely blind man stared at the night with a cool look on his face.

"... oh, for such a night"

Rugged mountain roads, it is difficult for those who rely on sight to go here at night.

"How can you use it on this road that doesn't even cross the beast, there you go, Jen?"

"No, a little crude in the village at the foot. It's good I ran away in a hurry, but it's hard to get into the mountain path. Getting down, hell, climbing, hell."

"... What is a crude phase?

"Hear the wild things, blind people"

"Excuse me. But I also have quite a connection to the villages that connect this path. If so, depending on the matter -"

"You're going to fight, you hear me?

"Yeah, well."

The completely blind man took Rin's ringing spear in his hand. The man against is unarmed.

"You're strong."

"You're strong, too."

The moment the unarmed man stood lightly, his hand holding the spear would be lightly numb. The blind man had a fluffy grin. The opponent is strong. Too strong. Man thinks it's a great night.

I had a feeling this was a good night. I'm sure the man thinks it's about him.

"For once, I didn't do anything wrong."

"Then there's no reason to run away from here, is there?

"Well, does it happen"

"You will be."

A man who rises up slyly. The handless man thinks he's in a beautiful position. Still strong. I was asking him not to be rude when he met a blind spear man in a neighboring mountain. If you treat him with courtesy, he will give safety to the traveler.

"Well, always..."

Still, being samurai to each other makes no sense here. The helpless man had a hunch, too. I have a feeling something's going to happen today. I'm sure you'll meet him right in front of you.

Then I have no choice. We defended the village attacked by the bandits and took revenge for repelling it and fled to the mountains, but let's put it aside. First one, try your arm.

"- Competition!

Each other's treading feet contrast. "I see," they snapped, as if they had danced in cotton wool with silent twitches and mountain twitches. And I think we're both ((funny)).

But the fist and the spear never hit.

"" Huh!?

Gold enough to burn the lid. visible in the far northeast sky. That was precisely their hunch itself. Something's going to happen tonight. Even this encounter is so sweet...

"... beautiful"

"What a luxurious flame, unlike your master again. It's like a guide to heaven."

"He who leads," he said. I'd like to see you. "

"Not necessarily a good person. I want you to be a good person, truthfully."

I scratched out my temper to fight. The flames of the hunch itself illuminate the night sky.

We meet one day. This is something similar to certainty. I think that's what both names look forward to.

Behind the Black Forest, the remnants of the fantasy had an interesting grin. Once upon a time a king was born in the land. It's not just about connecting. It is not a vessel to that extent. Still, I'm sure he just decided to be ready. I guess I just set the direction. But it doesn't change that I started walking independently.

"Come on, Knight King. Can you guide the vessel correctly?

Du of knowledge, the remnants of the fire shake in its deepest depths.

Far east, the man who had lost everything looked up at it with an unpleasant eye. Also the land. But it's none of my business. We don't strike iron, we don't fight revenge, we just live a comic life.

"Forgive me, warriors. Forgive me for just living."

It doesn't matter if something is born. Because they don't come back when they're lost.

A woman with a giant body who looks up to heaven and smiles with a garlic. Spears in its hands, goosebumps floating on burnt skin in the day are surely auspicious. Make a wind hole in a boring world. I think of a being that entertains me, and she waits with a full grin.

A major storm is already looming to this day. Whether on earth, in houses or in caves, there is as much escape, but this is the middle of the ocean, the central sea. Sleeping from the cabin with a hurried crew up his ass. An eyed boy came up to the deck.

"Yo, Captain. Hurry up a lot, cancer."

"... so, Your Highness. This is the"

Absolutely obedient to the captain with the royalty on the ship. That is the code of the sailor, but is this captain also a burden to turn his gaze to the right and to the left and not to look at each other?

"I told you, didn't I? The storm is coming. So, you said: The storm is not coming. Amateurs don't talk on ships. Here's the result. Is there any opening, Captain?"

There's no gutter, Captain. In spite of the recommendations, I can't say anything before I preached greatly, but I can't bow my head on the sea from the position of the captain, a stiff and understandable reaction.

"There's going to be a storm, so I'm going to shrink the sail and do it over. But if it's that storm, maybe it'll sink. I don't think I can say anything because I know that too."

The boy looked at the storm, looked at the captain, and smiled.

"… Captain, I have one suggestion"

"What is it, Your Highness?

"Give me the rudder. I'll take full control of this ship. Then your disrespect and your mistakes will all go down in the water. I know you have a crush as a captain, too. So I pulled back during the day. But if your life is at stake, I'll put you in the ocean, but I'll live."

A deal is just a threat of name. Normally, I would not leave a rudder that is the lifeline of a ship with anyone who is not even a sailor. If it's all that storm in the first place, there's no other way but to shrink the sail and spend it. The same thing no matter who holds the rudder. I don't want to leave my luck to heaven.

"What are you going to do?

"I'm asking if it's yes or no. If yes, pray to God in the cabin. If no, I'll knock you right into the ocean. I don't need two heads on the boat. You know what I mean?

"Yes, it's Jesus, Your Highness."

"Ok, good decision. That was the best answer I've ever heard from you. Then tell them all. Who is the captain of this ship and whose instructions should I follow? One, two. Yes."

Words from the captain were conveyed, and a severe earthquake ran on the deck. They interpret what it means to change your mind in a situation like this to the worse. Some wept that they couldn't do it anymore. Some sailors tried to pack it up to the old captain, but that's all the boy can do to take it down.

"I was entrusted with the captain. The one who complains, the one who disagrees, fight me now and choose to die, or jump into the ocean and die. Only those who want to live, be my hands and feet and move."

No one tries to grab me by the boy. No one in their country knows about the boy's force. Great bloodline, young Joon-young, born as strong as possible. It's just that it's a story on the ground.

"Well, I get it. I'm not a child of the sea, just like you guys. Not a drop of Sambalt's blood is flowing. But I taught everything from my mother-in-law. I love that man as much as my real mother, and I respect him. Then why don't you? Can't I be one of them?

Weakness shown for a moment by a man like the one who painted the arrogance. That never works negative.

The boy knew and showed weakness. Only strategy, this is also the sacrificial art I learned from my mother-in-law again.

"Does not being attacked mean that you admitted it for once? Just one day today, just this storm is good. Trust me. After that, you just have to admit it in the results."

The sailor nodded weakly. I wasn't convinced by everything, but I only told him that the prince meant it. Besides, the boy has a strange persuasion. Even in this situation, there was such an atmosphere that it would be forcefully cut open.

"Thank you, gentlemen. Okay, stop shrinking!

Yes, it doesn't convey any escape vibes or anything from him.

"But..."

"On the ship, follow the captain's instructions! Common sense!

A boy holding a rudder in his ass with a flashing crew. Its eyes looked to the great storm, to the mysterious light that glowed behind it. Straight ahead, hit a challenging gaze at the good enemy ahead.

"Sa, bastards. Life, this is a challenge! If you want to live because of it, have fun and live."

(Woohoo, I knew this kid was that son)

Something of the same kind as the man's grin that all the crew thought of was sticking up to the boy as well.

"Hmm, don't change the wind. I'll survive any storm. He's a genius."

A cup of rudder, the moment the boy cuts the rudder, a gust of wind from an unexpected direction causes the mast to clamp. If it had proceeded as it was, it would have gotten a gust from the front and the mast could have broken without the sail shrinking in time. The crew looked out for just one of those moves.

(What, it's a coincidence?

We all know he's a genius on land. But they didn't know the boy at sea. And they find out tonight. who his own king is.

An island floating at the end of the far west. Big to call an island, too small to call a continent. There was one girl there. Who resembles the diligence of accumulating sword arches up to this hour, and one woman stares at the effort with the feeling of seeing her beloved daughter.

She was a beautiful woman. Burning deep red hair was glossy even in the darkness at night, and its velvet was coloured with tenderness and serenity. There is no iron on its body, nor has it touched its sword since that day. That's fine. Because that's what happened to this place.

"... Wow, what is it, it's so beautiful -"

I don't even have to follow the girl's gaze. She feels it again, too. For a long time, the man's successor was there, waiting for him to rise himself. The time has come. And she thinks it's a beautiful flame. A new light that I feel, a scorched continental warfare, as if it were different from a bloody flame.

"That, auntie!? What did you do at a time like this?

The girl's eyes were filled with longing. I'm sure the girl will choose to go out with him when he shows up. I have no right to stop it. I don't either.

"I woke up. You too, don't overdo it. My brother will piss me off."

"also, sorry"

"It's fine. Keep up the good work. A desire that cannot give up minutes destroys itself, but if you do not strive, you will not even reach a desire that is commensurate with minutes. Your efforts will be rewarded one day."

"Yes! Energetic, Auntie!

The girl resumes her archery with a full smile. A talented sword, now it is too daunting to reach the apex, too small a flame to reach where even she could not reach. So here's what she thinks.

If you choose the path to walk with that gold, you push him on the back, and if you choose a hostile path, he says it's pity to slash him away. She and her brother are the guardians of Galnia, whose time has stopped, and there is no hesitation whatsoever in pulling out the sealed sword against the ruin that destroys that peace.

But I'm sure it's okay. The girl is satirical. I believe it's not the same as my stupid self.

The wolf looks at the flame and laughs "hot". When I was only a baby, I saw that boy. Parents and children who don't really look alike, I'm glad they look like their mothers.

"You really don't look alike, Tombi gave birth to a hawk."

Compared to his own son, no, the wolf truncated that the thought made no sense. Even if I don't like it from now on, I get results. Winners and losers, winners and losers.

White or black, it doesn't weigh anything like what's potential right now. Time, meeting, changes the world. Just like I was...

"Come on, it's the beginning of a new era."

The loser goes wild. Look for your own place to fight. Because no more good enemies fight for me.

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Alfred felt a thin blurry light and opened his eyes. The sun seemed to be shining from the entrance of the cave, just as the sun was leaning in.

"Mm, are you awake? Or the usual -"

Sooner than you can hear someone, the scent that tickles your nostrils reminds you of a superb hunger and turns your mind toward you.

"Looks like you're awake. I've been trying to eat unconsciously from my instincts to live a few times, and I wondered if that was it."

The man's words are deafening. Alfred is amazed at the body that doesn't move any more.

"See, and eat well. This land is famous."

Alfred bites without even looking at things. I found the life force overflowing with my mouth to be indescribably delicious. It's hard to move around in a heartbeat, and every time I stumble around, I feel like I'm going to have zero tears. I feel the feeling of being alive fills my stomach.

"Hunger is often said to be the best spice. Whoever eats a lizard's salt grill so deliciously, say," Lawrencia spacious. "

I was surprised for a moment when I heard it was lizard, but my heart screamed (delicious and hungry, that's all right), so I don't care and hope for a replacement.

"Drink some water, too. Don't worry, I've been a master hunter for a long time. There are numbers. Eat it thoroughly. I'll eat too."

Now I'm worried about the heat of burning myself when I'm done eating alone. I wonder where this place is. And I wonder who this guy is. The question becomes too much with the mountain, and the hazy consciousness doesn't know what to ask.

"Hmm, have you been able to calm down?

Alfred shaking his neck sideways at the man's inquiry. The man laughed when he saw it.

"So, I guess. Well, that's it. There is a settlement nearby. Stay out of trouble there for about two days. I thought I might wake up today and bring you here."

Doubts only deepen about the man's words.

"The beginning of the journey must be shocking. Unusual in the corner, don't you want to get off to the best start? Is it just me? - That kind of commitment."

I knew I couldn't tell you what I was saying.

"In the meantime, tell me the Hundred News doesn't work out at first sight. It'll calm you down."

The man held Alfred for a moment and let him stand. Trembling limbs, surprisingly powerless.

"Let me give you a hand. And the beginning should still be on its own feet."

Hold the man's hand, step by step, head outside. The footprint is heavy and I don't think it's my body. Unstable body, likely to fall even with support. Still, one step at a time, make sure it goes. Alfred takes for granted that if you step out, you're going to move on.

Just a few steps, so outside the cave.

The view that spreads there...

…………

It was beyond Alfred's imagination.

Silver dusty desert. Deep enough to be sucked in, as if going anywhere, far away it goes. I knew it in words. I've even seen it on a scroll. But when I see it, I hear it's completely different. This sense of despair, of nothingness, cannot be seen without.

"Innocent desert. Once there was a golden forest here. They were breeding raw, surrounded by aromatic colors, while the Divine tribe lived and managed the great holes connecting the various worlds."

Wordless. I don't even think that's a good view in this world.

"This was the beginning. The summoning of monsters mediated by the Great Hole, nothingness is created in the world, whereby mana flows around the world, river-like things collapse, dysfunction, and magic is supposedly disappeared from the world in a later world. I mean, this is where it starts. For humans today."

Human beings without witchcraft. Normal people now.

"How is it? Would it be shocking?

"Yes, it's amazing, it's amazing, nothing, it's not coming out"

The man nods satisfactorily. I brought you around the corner. If it wasn't for this kind of reaction, it wouldn't be worth bringing in. Alfred's reaction was full in that sense.

"Oh, just one thing. I wanted to ask you a lot, but first, I had to ask you something."

"Hmm, ask."

Alfred takes one deep breath and stares at the man's face.

"Tell me your name for saving me."

When asked, the man still nodded contentedly.

"My name is Arc of Garnias. Once called the Knight King, he is now just a vagrant. Okay, let me ask you something, too. What's his name?"

I'm sure this is the beginning. I can't stop being excited to say it's in front of a view like this for some reason. So let's say. Put your chest up and call yourself--

"My name is Alfred von Arcadia. Not long ago, he was Prince of Arcadia, and now he's just, he's only Alfred."

"Um, it's a good name"

"Thank you. I like it, too. This name."

A sudden beginning. A sudden desert of innocence. I have transcended my imagination from the very beginning. I'm just excited to think about what's going to happen. The world is wide. Because the world has spread so much in just one step.

The journey between the two begins with this. On a treasure road causing noise all over the world.

The curtain now rises.