Tower of Karma

The moment Alfred stood up, the atmosphere of the confronting man changed.

"Why don't you use your sword? It's good to be together, isn't it?

"... this is my flavor too!

You don't have to bother exposing yourself to missing bills. Weakness, seismic legs with flowing motion, fist punch from there to shoot out the target's belly -

"I was watching the game. He was under surveillance."

The flow of power disappears into the void by doing a fist full of power with only a few hands from the side. Amazingly soft touch, gentle movement as if stroking the baby.

"Push, where did you learn that?

It's like tracing Alfred's movements. But it was a much smoother flow than Alfred's stuff. Closer to water and free of any precipitation in the stream. The clearer the water flow, the more hallucinations you can remember, the more beautiful the movement is.

"Gu!?

Contrary to appearance, it produces a fist punch of varying power.

Alfred took his mind off it. No shame, no hearsay, no movement leading to the next attack, just a move to escape.

"Well, where did you learn..."

The movement from there was rolling.

"- Semiconductor just stood at the entrance, making you laugh at the flavor"

It swung wildly at Alfred with the roughness and irregularity of the flooding river. The scary thing is that all of them had their momentum, but the focus of their power was right. It is the same that seismic legs are the starting point, but the derivation from them was no longer another dimension. Not only does it go with the fist, it goes with the kick, it flushes multiple times in the body successfully and weaves the burst force split many times in one seismic leg into every attack.

Advanced motion so much that it cannot be reproduced in Alfred. The man was symbolizing the flow. Difference so much that your own technology looks like a toy. The difference between play and art, between stacks, between understanding is too great.

"My name is Black Star, far more Oriental than here, the one who was named Fist of Kowloon. The arts and crafts you showed are the first steps in the flow that are fundamental to our moves. The stream is the water, the stream is the dragon, the stream is the sky, the heavenly sea bundled together fist Cheng"

I understood the moves too differently. Too much enthusiasm for moves.

I've never felt so open in an area called moves.

"Well that's it, don't show me the setup in front of the fist man. Maybe you can't be nice."

No hands, no legs, no out-of-the-box look at fatigue. It's not strong enough to compare to when you were acting as a needle or assassin. Technologies piled up as if they were mountains, I'm sure they weren't built up only by him. That's his country, the ultimate in moves the Eastern world has polished up over time.

"Look, sword out. Then I'll fight with this needle."

Alfred, with a grin, took the set of momentum.

- I told you it wasn't funny.

Black stars even erase thin laughter, creating a stream without any emotions. If swallowed, at the end of the day, a fist punch, a kicking storm that will knock you in until you are defeated. That 's--

There was nothing Alfred could do now.

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Until now, the limit of perception has been the opponent who learned the moves. I appreciate them, but now that I've seen the real thing, I have to say their moves have been incomplete. It wasn't real, it was just a part of them given away. I was somewhat satisfied with the entrance.

My moves are different waves that are drunk by his flow. There was a huge difference between the seismic legs of the same power, that is, the fists that are released even if they produce just the same power, and their destructive power.

It's not just the difference in force. There is no waste in the flow. All operations make sense. I know that, but I know it makes sense, but I don't know what's in it. Almost figured it out, like admitting defeat at a time when you thought it wasn't something like that.

"... you guys are just yourselves. I don't understand how powerful the world is. What is the weight, what is the air full of the world, the falling sunlight, the wind, the rain does not know what it means to be rooted in the earth. So I'm immature."

He incorporates into technology up to the elements he doesn't include in his thinking. So you can't win. There is no reason to win. Lose with your body, lose with your heart, lose with your moves.

"There are many things that surprised me about my body when I came here, and I'm not surprised by my moves. That's the White Knight's, I don't know if I can call that a move. Yeah, that's about it."

The depth against the moves was different. I had a different obsession with moves.

Faith in moves that I even feel obsessed with. That is his pillar.

"That's it, kid. I told you, it's a good line, to be honest. Ten years on seismic legs alone, and he still can't do it. There are only a few real fist fighters where I was. With all the people who can't be satisfied with one earthquake leg, in far western land, it's commendable at the moment that this is all you can use. I'll raise you enough. Without flattery."

I guess Black Star showed the difference in skill to make him give up. Perhaps they would have put Keri on sooner if they really did. I didn't do that to make him give up and complete the mission. To deliver your personality to the client.

"Come on, the adventure is over. You are brilliant. A good guy should be in the right place, right? There is a responsibility. Garias said he'd give you the spot."

Hands reached out. That, maybe, is the best way to go. Go down to Garias and live with Garias. There's Charlotte and there's Lionel. incisive, competing, and enhancing each other. I wouldn't be bored every day. Happy, maybe.

"… why did you cross the desert at your peril?

"... what does that have to do with anything now?

Alfred took a step back.

"Even you are strong. You were one of the few real ones. Then you must have been responsible. That's the right place. Isn't it?

…………

One more step...

"Still crossed the desert for nothing. You didn't know what lay ahead."

"I regret that. I didn't even have what I wanted."

"But that regret was only gained because I stepped out."

I said, "Look at the reality."

"I want to know. What it means to be in this world. I want to know. Do what I want to do. I have to know. 'Cause we all have that. Lives strong. I don't have it. I want to be like them. I want to stand on my own."

Alfred laughed.

My heart, as if I were enjoying this predicament.

"I will not die. I'm gonna die! I haven't found it yet. All I don't know. Today, again, I found out one thing I don't know. Wow, I feel good. First, I think I'll find out. Knowing what you don't know is my, my, Alfred von Arcadia journey!

Black stars were also noticing. He realized that there was no way he was going to use such stupid means. Behind is a cliff, beneath which rivers flow. But he knows. the meaning of falling from this height onto the water. Water can also be iron.

"The journey has just begun!

Fluffy, bounced back, Alfred. I was ready for that laugh. He can't possibly know again, either. What it means to jump from this height. You know, he flew.

"... is a father conceded, that kid who is a fool"

There is one thing to report. That he's dead. Objectively, unless a miracle has happened, he's dead. If he was alive, it wasn't his fault because of a miracle.

"Just the advance. Goodbye. Damn, I think it's an unpleasant job, and when that kid gets involved, it gets interesting. I'll see you if you're alive, you big idiot."

Black stars also disappear into the dark night again. My neck flies if I want to go back to Garias with a report like this. Returning is a stupid choice. I'm smart, so I'll just take that path. Never, never, ever wanted to be influenced by something and just take a new path.

It's just intentional. That's all.

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Ark went through his muscles, even though he was bloody. He made all his knights incapable of fighting without taking their lives. He has been able to do it since the beginning. That predicament was not real.

"Why, with all that power -"

"Because this is the most starlit path"

"... what?

"Hardship, or encounter, there's something ahead that you can't just get with me. I can see that. I don't know. Tell the queen of Garias that what you seek will never be gained. These guys are already world stuff. It's a human pillar."

Ark smiled pitifully. The stars shine brightly. But is that what they wanted? Have they chosen the way to shine in hope? That means nothing to the viewer, and I don't even think about guessing. The stars shine. People look at it from the bottom.

How many people in this world, such as those who doubt there...

"There's nowhere like salvation. This world is hell now."

Ark walks out again, too. To lead the hero who has gained a new path where it should be.