Tower of Karma

"Estado, is it?

"Are you dissatisfied?

"No, I was wondering if Mr. Ark would head to the warm Valhall."

"Do you think I'm stupid or something? Hmm?"

"… estard, is it"

"You're not going to deny it... it's going to get too much. Well, good."

Alfred recovered from treatment with Yelena until he was finally able to walk.

In the meantime, as an example, Ark procured food by hunting and behaved as though he were feeding the Alfreds with all his might. Yelena has been sourcing edible nuts and so on, so the mount hasn't been taken so much, but Alfred on the hospital bed, along with how difficult it was, became a spoiled and gracious feather.

It is not such a distant future to regret that.

"I don't mind Valhall, but there's a little something going on."

"A lot, is it?

Memories come to mind of Alfred crossing the king's capital of Aquitania for some reason.

"Mm-hmm. Think about the other day. Think about buying a ship. It was painful in the poetic circumstances at the time, and we sought a thousand dollars. Because Valhall has a big casino. But the reality was not gentle. I lost a lot. Surprisingly lost. It's the biggest loss in my history."

"... that's the money I earned, right? I should have deposited it."

"Pfft, don't worry about the little things. Who do you think put it on your diet while you couldn't move? Hmm?"

A not-too-distant future came quickly. It is too early.

"Rest assured. I keep the road bank in place. Probably because it was a squid. At the end of the day, only roadblocks were protected. So Valhall's no good."

"Any confirmation of squid sama?

"Proof of the devil."

"Damn, this grandfather can't snap at all!

"Gah! Well, Valhall will be off-limits until most of it cools. It is therefore an estard. I've already decided on the route. Leave everything to me."

"Very anxious"

"That's right, Yelena."

Alfred and Yelena sighed loudly. Not long after we met, even she was anxious about the route chosen by a man out of common sense in so many ways: Arc of Garnias. As Alfred affirmed, the anxiety is medium.

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"It's summer already!?

"Cold"

"Gahaha, that's leftover snow!

The chosen route of the Arc of Garnias was beyond the spiritual peak El Blanc, the path of a fool who would never choose if he were a regular person. I can't help but walk through Valhall and get into Estado. I know it's difficult because someone is wanted.

But there were as many easier paths through El Touré as there were over the same mountain. Yet Ark was the tallest around here, choosing the path to tread the second-highest mountain even when seen throughout Laurencia.

Besides, two people can't wear it thick due to lack of road banking and tremble in the cold. Ark is wearing it tight.

Yelena's costume seemed warm looking, but it was a summer specification, and she was shaking as the wind came through the guns and cold. Neither did Alfred think he was going to freeze this season, an environment so harsh that even the snowcountry-born pair were likely to cry out.

"I'm young, so I can get by with my temper!

"I'm so young and cold!

"Same to the right"

"I'm cold too."

"I'll take that fur off you."

"Same to the right"

"Old people don't have to work. Who do you think made you eat? Hmm?

"Damn, I'll make you cry one day!

"I never cried."

"Grandpa's is tough"

Cliffs, three people and one walking trembling down a path not even tall enough for one person wide. Surprisingly fat or not, Ark was picking it up. Will II steps flat down the mountain path.

Itinerary to gear that licked off the mountain that Orpheus, a mountain road guide specialist, would fall if he saw it. Orpheus later says it's not the kind of mountain an amateur climbs in the first place.

"Well, let's stick with Will II above this. I'll stay here as my luggage number. Sir, if you don't mind, I'll come to the top."

"... That's how easy it is to say"

"What, it's easier to accommodate than in winter. That 'fierce sun' El Sid Campeador said he stepped on Winter El Blanc with his brother. Compared to that, it would be a child's game?

"Well, it's a corner, so I'll see. Let's go, Yelena."

"Yeah. Luggage, please"

"Um, I'll take care of it. Grr!? Oooh! Hey, wait, my Knight King!?

"I'm coming"

Knight King Arc of Garnias. Staring at the two of them as they began to take the road that leads to the top with refreshment, they throw their luggage away if they can't beat the annual wave that stops by. He is the great king who dominated the war-torn Garnia, but even lost the luggage borne by the girl he loved.

"... I'm going to cry"

Dust, the man who uttered lavish words that he had never cried quietly cries.

Again and again, this man, King of Knights Arc of Garnias.

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"... Wow"

"Wow."

View from a height without clouds. It was like singling out the world and originally occupying two people. A stunning view from the spiritual peak El Blanc. Three hundred and sixty degrees, the world could be seen without blocking anything. In the distance you can also see the largest peak in the world, the mountains separating the Estado from the small group of countries.

The city is like a bean grain. You can't even see people.

"Wow, Yelena."

"Yeah."

"When I was walking down the mountain road, I wondered what I was doing, but I, I'm glad I came. This view is worth seeing. I'm sure it's rarely such a beautiful day."

"I'm glad I'm here too. I'm surprised."

"Right. I'm sure this is what the King's view looks like."

"Then the king is the best profession"

"Yeah. But, you know, when I'm alone, I feel a little lonely"

"Really?"

"It's the two of us, it's with you, so I feel like you look beautiful"

"... Friends"

Yelena gives me her hand as she scuffs.

"Oh, my friend, it is"

Alfred smiled again and took that hand.

Alfred and Yelena have a spectacular view of the spiritual peak El Blanc as they join hands. The view from the top looked so beautiful this day. There was someone next door and the world was so beautiful and secure to stand alongside someone.

Alfred thinks.

(Woohoo, right, so Father...)

It was a lovely view. Lifetime, Alfred will never forget this day.

A stunning view and a plush palm.

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The three rendezvous again and descend loosely.

Beyond the spiritual peak El Blanc, its place is already the territory of Estard.

"I'm stuck."

"Young but sloppy. Shisha Shisha"

"It's not convincing while riding Will II, Grandpa."

"Mucky! Don't treat me like a grandpa! Fix it, I'll put an archery on it!

"I just want it!

"I want to rest in public as soon as possible"

Over the mountains, the three of them and one of them reach.

A reddish earth. vast kingdom of the sun.

To the Seven Kingdoms of Estado.

And...

"Become!?

"Wow! This is another very pleasant welcome."

They meet.

"As Xena reported, and as I read it."

Horse riding squad that suddenly appeared. A chunk of dark-faced dandyism laughing at its center.

"Ola! Welcome to our estard. Let's welcome Alfred von Arcadia and His Royal Highness the Knight, and little birdie. My name is Xeno Sid Campeador, and from now on, say hello."

Xeno Sid Campeador appeared refreshed with a hot and painful greeting.

Alfred's journey in Estado begins.