Tower of Karma

Claude waves his uninterrupted spear with sensitivity.

Silvi keeps meditating on finding the only person spear quietly. but occasionally my belly rings.

And Dion was - observing snakes.

(... I don't think it makes sense)

It's memories with my mother-in-law that come to mind even though I smile bitterly. Basically half naked, occasionally completely naked. Kerakera, I surrounded the man with laughter. I blossom into bragging, eat as much as I want, and sleep as long as I want. He was a really free man.

"Are you keeping a snake observation log?

"Oh, Mr. Fenke said to put it on."

'... I'm so sweet, I won't listen to you. Next time you're a mother, I'll beat you a hundred times. Did I tell you that? I don't remember.'

He said he was going to study spears.

"It can't be."

Fenke Langley, mother-in-law with her big crotch spread and full of shine, laughs like a prank. I know you're being ridiculed, but I can't hate childhood enough.

"No matter what you say about a spear mimicking an animal, a spear won't be a tiger or a snake. You have no choice but to pursue it like that. You don't want to be an animal, do you? I'm incorporating it like that to get stronger."

"... deceived"

"Kekeke, bad guy to be fooled. When I remember. I like snakes. Me too. '

"Me too. What do you like about Mr. Fenke?

"Funny thing, I guess."

"This way?"

"I mean, I don't look good."

'You like it, don't you?

'Oh, I like it. Monster crawling on the ground. No wings, no limbs, no exhaustion, super cool. But, you know, I'm clumsy, I can't do it all the time, but I'm pretty sure I'm doomed in my own realm. I don't hate it.'

Her eyes were staring far away. He looks up at the sky, which never reaches, and smiles pitifully at his prey, which is not supposed to come.

I liked those eyes.

"Your eyes look like that, too. Yeah, I don't hate it."

The eye of a serpent staring at Dion, was somewhere reminiscent of a grief.

"Well, shall we do the usual archery"

Dion doesn't shake uninhibited spears like Claude. It doesn't even go to the extremes of not waving a spear like Silvi. As usual, perform the auditions you set for yourself at a set time. That's just it.

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Marsus and Amelia, the former Sanguinists, had gone to the houses of their juniors, the present Sanguinists, to deliver the plugs. But Marianne is at Claude's, and Silvi's realm lies a silence of intrusion, and their plugging ends in an attempt.

The two walk down the street trying to show their faces to the Langley family, a former sync and the home of a late warrior friend. Dion and they have been dating since they were at Diace's. The boy who was raised as a 'snake' was beside a man who was not even a dust but the head of the snake.

They remembered that Fenke, who was a subordinate instead of Diace, who didn't know the boy, looked after him like he was going to be a pain in the ass, except for his education as a snake.

"... Mr. Diace was discussed and replaced with both fame. I didn't try to make him call me a mother, but he denied walking."

"You're a twister. Really."

"That's right, Amelia."

"What is it?

"What is that?

"... what is it?

Ahead of their gaze, there was a suspicious figure watching Dion.

He is a completely indelible pervert who wears a swallow tail suit and silk hat from midday onwards.

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"Raise your hand, please"

"Oh, this is in a good mood, you two former samurai"

Amelia slammed me with a spear, and I gently lifted my hands and smiled. The frigid look looked like someone else.

"Why didn't you run away when you were aware?

The man in the swallowtail dress asks about Marsus.

"A lady with a child in her stomach and a gentleman with one leg dead, there's no reason to run, is there? Besides, I'd rather break my stomach than run away and be weirdly alert."

"... just at first glance much more"

"Because Nederks vs. Estado is surprisingly famous. Marthus and Suns, one of whom was broken off the tendon of his leg, and the other sunk his opponent with such a noise that it roared across the battlefield. You seem to be doing fine in the back right now. For some reason, he's been active lately."

"It's suspicious... even though you left the line, with me -"

"It makes more difference between active duty and retired people than you think."

In an instant, a man's knife was stretched to Amelia's throat with a slight gap stitched.

"There are exceptions."

Marsus grabs the tip of it unconstitutionally.

"Are you a hater of Nedeluxe?

And squeeze the knife without waiting for an answer. He took control of the blade with only his grip. Without a drop of blood. Besides, I haven't shown you the bottom.

"No, I'm either on your side."

More than Amelia hasn't made a small move again, perhaps even without Marsus this much of an attack can be dealt with. The man drops his shoulder, even though it was a good attack that pierced the void.

"Why keep an eye on Dion?

"My employer's fighting on his battlefield, so, well, I'm free."

"Not the answer"

"... in my spare time, if you don't make that excuse, I don't even deserve to 'see'. That's all. Looks like we got around to a good parent. Very distorted, and yet has a core. It just doesn't end with snakes. He is the one who becomes. I'm not the one, now..."

With that said, the man passes between them. He poked their voices unconsciously and dived through the vigilance.

"Are you a former 'snake'?"

"It used to be. He's a freelance assassin now."

That's what I'm going to say. I didn't look very strong from his back.

"... I see. Was he the" Snake Tooth "and the strongest" Snake "in solo power?"

"Seems so. I heard you lost it on an undercover mission in Arkas."

"You were alive. A being who loses his stopover and just wanders the world. Still, no, is that why? I got in the way."

"Oh, right. We're really just going around empty today."

Marsus and Amelia sigh.

There used to be a man in this country called 'Snake Scorpion'. He came to Nederks with several of his men. "The serpent," the pawn of the schemer who gave much to this country, the man of pure cultured grass, produced by Salomon of Garias. He was of the same generation as his native, Adan, Adon, and the best man in force was also in this country.

In exchange for much information, the man was supposed to have been scattered in Arkas. By the White Dragon, the strongest assassin.

They brought a lot to this country.

One of them is still here.