Tower of Karma

Supreme Council. It is the highest decision-making body in the Nederks.

That was summoned this time by the Duke of Marten. It was a sudden convocation, and while many were puzzled, the agenda was, as a matter of course, about the current state of the King's absence -

(Why did the Duke move here?

At least only Marlten doesn't move. The status quo that everyone had as a common perception. It was broken by his hand.

Everyone will be confused.

"Everyone, you responded well to my call. Let me start by thanking you. Getting together at this busy time would not have been a big deal. Therefore, I am unwilling to ventriloquist with you. The agenda is to think about the current state of the King's absence, and how to open it. Bearing in mind that, in some cases, a surrogate king may be set up."

The meeting that started with this statement had deepened the confusion. The surrogate king who flicks behind everyone's brain, and most deserving of the status quo, is the cousin of King Kunlat, the Grand Duke. Years away and I'm still too young, but I'm still the first candidate to think about it because of my family.

So everyone couldn't raise their hands to hold the supreme meeting, understanding it was a tough phase. If we gather now, we will be talking about it in nineteen and eighty-nine, and it is visible that he, the Grand Duke, will be destined for life.

That's why everyone was takin 'tacks that it couldn't be just Marlten. What to hide. The young Grand Duke is a pro-Arcadian of bees. Even those who are the same faction were believers in the White King in a nutshell trying to push for a little hesitation, so.

"... I see"

Participant Marquis Callis looks at Marlten and laughs bitterly.

"What is it?

"No. It's quite ironic that a man like the Duke of Marlten, a grown man, is considered to be a good docile and corrupt he hates himself"

Beyond being a meeting convened by Maarten, the seating is also organized by him. Originally, the Marquis Callis, which cannot possibly be alongside the Duke of Marlten, is next door. No one dares to say it, but it smells bad.

"If you want to sell a fight, why don't you say it a little louder, Lord Callis?"

"No way. I don't think I'm willing to turn my teeth to His Excellency."

"Really? If so, I will guess you."

A conversation that was being exchanged only between the two of us. But Maarten spun the words with such a voice that only the second half of the statement could be heard by everyone.

Everyone is stunned by the exchange.

"... do you want to do that"

Even the Marquis Callis has a bitter grin.

Even the face of the pro-Arcadian sect, an absolute majority, changed its expression to the meaning of the anti-Kunlat's steep vanguard pushing the pro-Kunlat man. I'm seriously here to take the lead, that's what it looked like. Even if Callis denies it, the word that came out once won't go away.

I can't turn it off.

I thought you'd be happy.

"Just kidding. Damn, you're a tough guy."

If anti-kunlat, parental kunlat, and concomitantly parental nedeluxe are to be taken together, the majority will be to some extent even if they do not get it. And not a single rock with the Parent Arcadians. Members who want to poke no at the overly aggressive Grand Duke also exist inside.

Marten's thrown stone was too much to rock them.

Everyone and he are shaking. The situation, rough, was in more equilibrium than we could have imagined.

"Is that the development you want?

"Well, whether it's a farce or not"

A farce created by itself.

What's that for?

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"So, this is the spear of God I saw."

"Heck."

"It's hard to see."

"I don't like to imitate things!

After giving instructions to his men, the three of them have thrown a great deal of work.

Claude waved a spear in front of the two of them. I was very disapproved.

"I just know what it feels like. Same as Tiger King. It's just so hard."

"It's a uncompromising spear. It's like being told to run straight for the best, whether it's Tsutsudo or not."

"I said don't run away. No matter how difficult the tunes are, if that's the shortest and fastest, don't get lost. On top of that, make up your mind. Really, you're an idiot. Hey."

"Yeah, I'm an idiot"

"Really. You're a big idiot."

The three laugh at each other. And mark separate paths.

"I'm kind of floating around."

"It's an odd encounter, so am I."

"My path is always one"

The spear of the Trinity. Work that will be more pure than here. Some things come into play in the competition, others I can only sublime with drilling.

There were separate, completely different paths in their heads.

The road is thus divided.

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In the hospital, in Callis' own room, they were there.

Three authentic, purely cultured spear men made imitating Schauhausen, the great Nederx god of the living. There were four spears indoors, including a man with arms around the entrance. All seekers who mend God's spear and aspire to a true God.

"Mom, you're late."

"… is the meeting difficult to navigate"

"Probably won't be back for a while. Don't you stay tied to the royal palace?

"Why?"

"It's a hunch. I somehow thought so when my mom left the house today. That's what he seemed to think. It's weird."

"incomprehensible. You're a strange man, aren't you?"

"It doesn't sound like Schauhausen. God is a pillar. Don't fluff the pillars."

"Haha, then try to get it right with your spear. That would be the head of the memorial."

"... sooner or later,"

Listening to the conversation between the Schauhausens, the fourth man, who could not become Schauhausen in one more step, only deepens his face.

"Either way, we're behind schedule. What could it have been, uh, an early type that didn't even look like?

"Ferrante? A monster created by Marcia's people who couldn't understand all of Mom's ideals. A drugged artificial demon. No pain, no suffering, hence no God. It's pathetic. I feel so sorry for you."

"Even if it's crazy, I think it's beautiful to pursue imprinted ideals. But, yeah, you can't move it for a while. My mom's diagnosis says there's considerable damage to her gut. The trauma wasn't noticeable... so you have to watch out for the masked knight."

"Our unknown moves. It's not in God's business, either."

"It doesn't mean you don't have to. Scraps away waste. Thoughts are meaningless."

"Well, I suppose it's possible that God didn't know?

"Your God is very light."

"What do men do when they see themselves heavier than spears to be gods themselves?

The second Schauhausen stares at the strongest man on this scene with his teeth clenched. Third, leave me alone. The fourth was neither willing nor qualified to speak in the first place.

"If Ferrante can't move, there will be no new enemies for us to discuss. In the meantime, I didn't think it was a bad idea to target the old Trinity."

"None. The assassin crossing the fourth is unknown."

"In addition, Rudolph, a former son of God with a reaper and masked knight,"

"... I will definitely kill 'next'. Hang in the name of Schauhausen."

"Reaper, Rheinberga"?

"I think a masked knight sounds more interesting. It's Reaper who's strong."

Enemies lurking in Nederdam, just like them in the dark. Clear hostility and unapologetic force. The horrible thing is that you inspire them and Blue Master comes out on the table.

Instead of the plan, everything could turn into blisters.

There is no way the White King would have recognized his existence. It will at the same time be a flame that burns out Nederks, and they cannot tolerate its occurrence. It's all for Nedeluxe. And I don't know what you stood for.

books and their moms, teachers, and archdeacons seniors. Nedeluxe, Nedeldam, of each one that was drawing them together. It was a beautiful city as I was taught. I am prepared to risk my life to protect it without getting lost.

That's why Rudolph's presence turns into a terrible blade just because he's there.

You can't put it on the table stage. End the battle before then.

Or we'll have to tail it.

"Let's wait for Mom. The lighter we move, the more complicated things get."

"I agree."

"Wi"

"There's nothing wrong with it if it's simple. It's just good if we beat them. In an inserted world, we stand. That way, you see..."

The greatest masterpiece, the man closest to Schauhausen among them, looks at the sky in the window. Beautiful streets spread beneath. It was so beautiful at night. I'm sure the scenery you see in the morning, at noon, under the sky you love, is more beautiful.

"We take Nedeluxe, and Nedeluxe takes Schauhausen back."

Almost there. Years of dreams, it won't be long before they come true.

○

Time goes back a little bit.

"Hin."

Rudolph, who lost a big bet and was stripped of his clothes;

"... what, the Son of God has fallen this far too"

An arc line meets in the corner of Nederdam.