Tower of Karma

By the time the snow had dissolved and spring, Alfred was completely treated like a tumor. Many times, I tried to correct people's 'mistakes' with those hands. All of it goes to blisters, and every time people go away. The more reason I preach, the deeper the groove.

"You're a smart fool. I respect that in a way."

Yulan laughs off the effort. A heart that manages to avoid tragedy without pain deserves respect. Really, I guess he's grown up in a good environment. The backbone of this story is the settlements, but this is not what mercenaries do. To realize where he was, he still knew the world too well.

And here comes the mercenary regiment as planned. I heard the story, we say we are better armed than the mercenary regiment over there, if we fight, we will always win, etc., and we will catch our own price with a mouthful of mouth. The settlers must be hired to survive. Strong because we know that.

"Things were different then, weren't they? If it's going to be a fight, this is the market."

"Uhm, okay. Let's hit our hands with this. All right, if we beat the neighbors and get their land, we'll have no expense here!

"Agree!"

A mercenary regiment welcomed in the midst of a big drink. Let's go. Too simple, too poorly thought out, and that's why I have to be a duck.

"Shall we just go with a toast? Wish the settlement prosperity!

"Yes, let's get ready for the feast!

"Gahh, that's good. I like being busy."

Naruto to ruin opens his mouth. They see hope there, but...

"Oh yeah, I'm listening... do you know anything about the bear killer kid?

Only at that moment of inquiry did no one realize that the grin had disappeared from their eyes.

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"... did you do something to distract them?

"I don't remember myself. I guess."

"Damn it, Yelena, don't move badly. I'm not the kind of person that amateurs can do something about."

Yulan also has quite a few training grounds diving by the time he gets to this settlement. But now that they're breaking into this mansion, they draw a line with the chimps they met there. I don't feel disciplined like a professional military man, but he seems to be full of gaps, like a fierce warrior, with no gaps.

"Sword, may I borrow it?

"Don't think stupid. The other guy is a pro, that's multiple too. Somewhat familiar with my arms."

"It's okay. Maybe because I'm stronger."

A rare, confident look for this boy. In fact, Alfred had certainty. Things that say strength also come from the way you stand, foot in, and everyday gestures. They are considerably inferior compared to the opponents they have won. Of course, Lionel will fall far farther than Rhushuan. If even more than one person can count with one hand, there is no element to lose.

"I'm going a little. Anyway, if you want to say goodbye, I want to make it a beautiful goodbye."

"... you, still give up..."

"Bye."

Yulan gets anxious. You don't look like a fool with the wrong strength and painful eyes. I'm sure if you're saying a boy can win, he can win. Yulan's anxiety is not there. That boy is still trying to lead them on the right path, even after all that rejection.

A verse that takes that for granted, that's where I'm afraid.

Does he know? the world he thinks, the height of its walls. Does he know the world, its far-off, where you can take for granted and say the right thing is right?

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"Uh, that's, uh..."

"Do it, we're too lucky to laugh. The luckiest."

"All right, bet who dies first"

Flying out of the mansion, Alfred invited them in. Situation with a little cliff and no escape. salt plums that if you think you pushed them in, they lured you in. However, from the middle of the road, both sides are aware of the chase play.

"Are there three of you?

"Are you dissatisfied?

"... I think there was another one"

"That's you, you were taken care of in that mansion, wasn't it? Maybe he'll be a hostage. By now..."

"I hadn't met many mercenary runners, but I see, I finally get it. I'll be done in a minute."

The moment Alfred sets up, the mercenaries whistle "hiccup". Alfred with a slightly strange look on their margins. There's not a single laughing element.

I'm stronger. Look, if you feel it, you'll see.

"... it's a joke. One is for reporting. Besides, Temeer is mistaken. Show me you're stronger than us, and at the point where you think we're gonna freak out, I don't know anything."

"What?"

"What we're going to do is kill each other."

Mercenaries pull out swords. With a grin, he confronts Alfred, who is supposed to be far superior. Too floating, they step into a dead place. That's already a range of living together.

"Don't lick it!

Alfred's presence flashes. The blade goes down the throat.

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A blade that stops perfectly at the throat. There was not a single rush on the face of the mercenary looking down on it.

"Oh, wow. I didn't see anything."

That being said, the mercenaries were looking at Alfred with some boring looking face. Alfred at the time was stunned that they had not shown a single posture of retreat, not to mention the difference in power above all why he had not avoided it and how he could have had an extra look even if he could not see it.

"Your virginity is confirmed."

"Hey kid, I have to because I'm strong. I'm used to it once. I'm used to it."

"Oh, you want me to die, Bogus?"

"Then take my place. We're gonna kill each other."

"... I would have made up my mind. I'm the best, number three in front. Shut up."

Flashy exchange. They talk to each other, including their own deaths, as a matter of course. It's the wind that there's no choice if it does - no, maybe a narrative as if you want it.

"Can we attack?"

The mercenary's sword was not as skilled as the atmosphere. There's nothing wrong with that. He would be a good middleman in the arena. And yet...

He said, "I don't know why I can't knock him out."

Alfred's kick enters my stomach. Mercenaries who distort their faces slightly but do not show a single step. This is what happened earlier. I've put in many attacks. Some should have been powerful enough to be stuffy but not strange. I put in some energy, too.

And yet it doesn't fall.

"Ha, stay the fuck!

Conversely, it releases a crisp counter against that attack. It was completely read out. No matter how complicated the procedure is, it feels like you're being read through all of them.

"Don't be a dick, kid. I know you're thinking a lot, but it doesn't make more sense than knowing you're not gonna kill me. If you're not dying, there's no point in avoiding it. If I knew I was coming, I could stand the temper. You should be just as vigilant as Yabe. Don't do anything stupid, just get ready. You asked Temeer to kill you."

Add tea while other mercenaries drink. But it's the truth that Alfred was trying to look at and pretend not to see, and they've poked at it. Easiest, hardest option. I'm telling you to take your real best hand.

"Stupid, and that habitual strength is a big deal. We survived because we were tough for one thing. Tougher than people, I've gained experience because I survived. To die of sagging, it has become alive and dirty, and the means to take it is stained with itself. Look, the fire's up."

"Huh -?"

Where the mercenaries pointed, where Yulan's mansion was, there was a settlement in the back.

"Too much to look at, bokeh."

He detained Alfred, whom the mercenaries' men 'had bewildered. They moved without any help until earlier. No longer does Alfred know what their thoughts are. There wasn't much I didn't know better.

My mind can't keep up with the reality of my body swinging in various ways.

"Until just now, he was playing whatever he wanted because he had zero eyes to beat us. Now that I've got a winning eye, it moved. That's all we're talking about. It's hard to think too much, kid."

"Damn it, let go!

"I don't like it. What are you talking about now? No matter how much, at any time, you could have done anything. You're the one who didn't do it. It's your choice."

"Uh-huh. Fire hands are coming up. It's beautiful to see flames in the night sky and raids at night."

"Well, how many do you think will die? If he had killed us, how many of you do you think he could have saved?

"Now engrave it. This is war. No matter how tiny or tiny the battlefield, life and death shake depending on your choice. There, this is the battlefield. Welcome, boy, to our hometown."

"And die. There's no place for an unprepared warrior."

Three blades are brilliant. They dared to leave those holding the sword behind. I left the possibility open. Come on, if you can do it, do it. He said this was his last choice.

All we really want - is to kill each other.

Running around behind Alfred's brain is a variety of scenery. Until now, the view.

In order to survive - I had to choose.

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A war that rose a little further away. It had been a long time for Yulan, and the sight had begun not particularly uncommon. Marcia didn't get too much hands on it because of its peculiarity, but despair there and the despair she saw as much as she went around the world.

"Right. If you're willing to crush this one, you should just get the advance and the rest is shorter. I better get it done yesterday today. Shit, I got Yaki around, too."

After receiving the advance, the mercenaries on this side retreat. The rest of the cunts give me that settlement over there, and they don't even lose their reputation. They make things happen.

"Yelena! You can have it. You run!

"What about my dad?

"I'm a doctor. Worth it. That's all it's worth. So it's okay."

"... I don't know what that means"

"You don't have to know. I would have liked to have been with him if he'd been a good boy."

A man's doctor. It's only worth it as a doctor. I wouldn't be made to be bad. But a woman's doctor apprentice. It was not until Yulan knew how the mercenaries would judge this value. She's still cute if she can see her worth as a woman. Because if you're treated as a fae, as a spectacle, it's not even a person anymore.

"... Al?

The daughter reacts with Pickle.

"You're alive, boy! Hurry up and back up! Please, but... hey."

The reason Yelena couldn't speak up with confidence, the reason Yulan jammed the words, both of which have the same roots.

Alfred was alive. Bloody, no rage in the eyes, bumps in the void and keeps crushing. The mouth where you can see that you have vomited over and over again, who was the stick there directed at? Now would be the time to need a mask. The boy is now in a narrow room between man and beast.

"... I'll stop. Because I can do it now."

"Wait, no! As a doctor, I've seen more than that! It's gonna break!"

"It's okay. It was easy."

A grossly distorted grin, it was not the face of those who said it was very "okay," but it could not be stopped by Yulan either. Because I'm sure he'll make it. It is best on this occasion to drop this boy on Shura's path. I have thought of it, so I have no words.

"I can do it."

Is the right way to start walking? Walk the path of a man who disobeys the Beast Gahara, but his path?

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Three bodies were still grinning by the snowy cliffs. Their current words destroyed the boy who said Alfred. This is what they said before they died.

"Thanks for finishing it"

To a different accent, I expressed my gratitude. From the bottom of my heart, as if I had been waiting for death.

Remnants of the old days, it begins with this.

A clash with a new era.

Because it's just a preface, like one in this settlement.