Tower of Karma

A training ground co-located in the Royal Palace. Alfred and Xena stand side by side in a place where only a general class with considerable strength is allowed to use it. There were two head height differences and about three openings when they were bad, and endless differences even without taking into account differences in scores when they were also reach differences.

The powerful men who colored the Estado army heard rumors and pushed them to the training ground. The setup man is unknown, but Zeno and Ark say, "Eh, that golden knight and Campeador fight!?" It is a well-known fact that he was going around.

"Shall we use the sword, too, Xena?

"Haha, then I'll use the spear for you"

"Al, you're not cute."

"You too. You're beautiful when you're cooking."

"Noooo heh. I've been praised."

Our people face each other relaxed without so much tension. Alfred and others were making repeated leaps on the spot to unwind their bodies. Xena turns her body around with the spear behind her back. Every time my tits were shaking, the young men staring there were silent with a glimpse of kike laughing slightly.

"Kike, I hear you lost."

"Mr. Krabireno seems to have lost, too."

"... incompatibility"

"That excuse is not beautiful."

Krabireno lost in Elsara, Kike sunk the other day in Ellead. Watch the game side by side. Krabileno sighs when he sees Kike not so sorry for losing.

"Don't even lose me in the arena. If it's Campeador."

"Well, I'm not as clever as everyone else."

"No excuses!

The undefeated legend of the Golden Knight continued even in this El Reed. He also lowered a new generation of Campeador, the super heavyweight Kike Campeador, and on his way Alexis, the golden knight dressed as Alfred without enemies.

That's why so many people gathered.

"Until the second generation!?

Second generation El Sid, Elvira had also stretched her legs so far to see how things were going. Poor eyes don't have emotional colors. Still, if she moved, I guess this would still be a place that made a lot of sense. Everyone pulls their minds together.

"Xeno! It's evil. You're not waxing!?

"Grandma Girl, you didn't swear."

"I'm telling you not to be that old lady."

"One day I'll be a good lady."

"Ugh!

Zeno's eyes were directed at the two men preparing to fight, without a princess who was puffy and angry. Two talented people from each other. The battle is not strange either way. Arcadia's treasure and Estado's treasure, had been rated among Zeno's in all I've ever seen.

Still, now, I don't know.

"Well, time to go."

"Yeah. Shall we?"

Alfred pulls out his bladed sword. It takes the form of a quick abandonment of the first hand, the abode, that the Golden Knight acquires. The more those who knew the Golden Knight, the more surprised was one of casual deeds.

"When it comes to golden knights, you live together, like the Lucitanians."

"Barca, Xena, look at me like that."

Xena also releases a spear in another casual act.

- Will it arrive?

Just a step, just a blow. The super-length Zena reach overlaps with the spear to erase the distance from Alfred with just one hand. This is not a safe place.

A spear that warns you that it's within range.

"Awesome."

Ark gives a compliment to Xena's spear. A reach difference that attributes a lot of ingenuity to nothing, just the basic specs with no moves or snags. You just said it was an irresistible sense of distance from here, a sense of body for confronting Alfred, beyond the horizon?

"Do it."

A greeting instead of a blow though. Alfred was slowly flirting with the spear.

(Quick return, too?)

If you think you poked him, the spear is already pulled to Xena's hand. The biggest flaw for the battle type of thrusting subject is the gap after thrusting. In order not to target it, and because of the next bullet loading, the pushing move is assumed to be more important than poking.

Naturally, Xena is holding back around there, too. There are no samurai left with any obvious faults at this level, etc. In that regard, Lionel was special and distorted. The environment and extra talent were producing that distorted monster, but not to mention his personality. He and she are opposite poles.

She is a samurai of pure culture.

"It keeps going."

Laughing Xena. Alfred smiles again.

Continuous penetration from Xena's ultra-range. It is unleashed with a boggling, fire-like momentum, which strikes from Alfred's range, its great outward. The unreasonableness of the spear, which grows slowly from where I think it will never arrive, or the only thing I can do is smile bitterly, even if not Alfred.

"After all, undefeated is not Dada. Adapt to that range."

"Normally, they'll make bees nest from outside of their time while they're eating."

"I'm stepping on a one-on-one number of occasions. Calm down, man. Look, I pulled my nose."

The fierce men of Estard praise Alfred for his calmly grasped intermission in his irrational range. The battle will not disappear from the world, even if the battlefield is far away. The fetal movement of young stars, was never inferior to their times.

"But you're still poor."

As Zeno pointed out, Xena now just keeps attacking without risk from the absolute safe zone. Unless we do something about the super-range spear, Alfred's hand will never come.

(For now -)

Finish figuring out Xena's range, and set it up is Alfred. Forward without any ideas, naturally Xena's spear comes to blame. That's on the brink.

"Ugh!?

Everyone on this occasion screamed at the time of roaring.

Xena's eyes are opened.

"Lionel, is it"

Moves of Lionel Girarde. Irrationally, all you have to do is return it unreasonably, making it appear super-responsive to your opponent's attack, moving closer to it. Technically not as unreasonable as Rio Nell. It is a degraded copy of Alfred's talent, its limit value, that is misleading in the flying that moves out of his opponent's perception.

Still, you'll have to be surprised at first glance. Few people would think that Alfred would have that gift if he didn't know Rionel.

(Second shot!

The speed of the handles that I don't think are giant warriors. The meticulous handcuffs also appeared in personal life. Her strengths combine the mundane movement during cooking, the power of a giant with the delicacy of a small soldier.

"The ingenuity I got when I was a soldier. talent of the size given to them by acquired. The treasure of Estado, created because it has been delayed. It's not cheap, Young Bowie."

Alfred takes two shots in the middle of the day.

"Here. Huh!

Two shots were fired inside of the time, no matter how much. There is no third shot. No, Alfred just stepped in without letting him hit him. The handles are quick. But my step wins.

"Hmm."

"Huh!?

I should have won. Xena's giant retreats far away after only half a step, switching legs and just half a step back. Uh-huh. Xena. I misjudged the battlefield. No, I misjudged it. It was always me who created the gap and made him attack it and poke the gap he was born into.

The third shot, which could not have been made, was made. Advantage erased in just half a step. In an instantly repainted situation, Alfred mimics Lionel's movements, while the indescribable portion creates a respite with sheathed interception.

"Ooh! I'll do it."

Xena leaked her true intentions without mingling.

Forced to dodge, Alfred is a form pushed out of time. But Xena hastily stood up for the battle. Her style I was hearing from Yelena, a very different type of battle than the stuff I was showing Lester.

It's something that's harnessing her strengths.

(Robust iron walls. Spears to win,. But I'm sure this isn't your spear. First of all, you're saying that not attacking this guy won't let me see what you mean)

I don't get through to Lester. I didn't have to show it - I thought so, so she attacked me from the very beginning. If you turn to the guards, they will crush you and finish you off. Alfred hasn't even been able to make her think that yet.

Genius. Words floating behind Alfred's brain. Advantage of stature, which I don't have. My father and mother were better at just getting this body than they were blessed, but at the same time I had only recently begun to understand that there was nothing more.

How do you fight monsters like Lionel and her with this body? I thought. I keep thinking. To that end, it was necessary to compete with Xena, who was made to understand at first sight today. To gain understanding, realism, and certainty, this battle was necessary for his royal path.

"... you can't win, you know"

Alfred thought so with a distant eye.