Tower of Karma

To Orifiel's transformation, Ulysses immediately pulls out his left hand sword guard. A sword of guardianship that is rare even in Leonvern, which I learned from my sister. It is an offensive and defensive structure.

Swords that I've barely used any more these days. Now that I no longer need to 'protect' myself for the sake of others, I was made to stand at this moment.

"My..."

"Come."

There is a pale light in Ulysses eyes. The pinnacle to spot the machine and grab it. The fastest monster, the growing power of disconnection within being adored by Wolfe.

Compared to wolves, the movement of the "Yellow Buckwheat"...

- A spear.

Stretching spear. Vigilant insistence.

I don't care if it's this speed. The lion puts the sword guard in advance on the spear track. Touch and leave the momentum intact. The opponent slams the sword, intending to slam the flesh, but slams into the void, breaking the momentum and breaking the position.

Instant judgment. I could see the painting that far.

But with the unique wind-cut sound, the spear slipped through the sword shield.

"Huh!?

Then scrape Ulysses' neck. If it's just a little deeper, that's all that's deadly.

"The spear, braced"

Contact with the sword guard, the spear braced near it.

"My only spear."

Orifiel fills in between in a light motion. I don't give Ulysses between thoughts. A spear without compromise, not considered a spear unleashed by an old man, but it was the same until earlier. The difference is the moment it reaches, the cutting edge of the spear shakes.

"It's a spear I corrected to get God's spear. I shredded it off for correctness, my original. That's why I became known as Huang Yiu. It's just a habit."

Remnants, I played Ulysses and couldn't grasp the truth at first sight.

"To call it a handiwork, don't be too intent on killing"

The smell of two, three, and overlapping zeros of death. The more experienced you are, the more you come to battle with rules of thumb, predictions. This spear will take it off as if to grin backwards. The playfulness of genius, the pile of corpses it built.

Undoubtedly this man was born into turmoil and was an optimized monster at his place.

"Change on the brink. You can't take it without a hand wound."

"I'll kill you!

A figure that I had nothing to show other than an encounter with that young man after losing to the hero king and becoming a teacher. An awesome grin filled with joy as a warrior. I loved killing. I even loved being killed. Where I can shine most. I'm home, home.

"Then let's cut even the phantom!

The lion also had a similar grin. I was in a state of weariness. The higher you climb, the more competition you disappear into. There was loneliness when I realized it. Only a master to serve can kill each other with all his might. Therefore the man, who was also a knight, continued to hold his sword.

If I pull it out, I'll get to the end of it. each other.

Remove the shackle you were wearing now.

Multiple swinging spears. The lion knocks it all off using two swords. With every shaking phantom, I stripped my fangs of not being able to control everything I could see.

"Oh, my God, Lion!

"Huang Yiu!

Compensation for moves and moves. But the shades are very different.

One puts his moves on the move called God's Spear, creating a tremendous synergy.

One puts the 'force' behind the wolf in Leonvern's sword moves.

"… sir"

"Win, please! For yourself!

"Doctor!"

I showed my ego at the end. They still call themselves teachers and speak up. If I had realized earlier, maybe I could have given them another answer.

"I can't tell you how right I am."

There is zero blood coming from the edge of Orifiel's mouth. The limit was exceeded a long time ago. We're back on the battlefield where we were never supposed to be able to stand again. "Ahead" is discarded.

"But Sanguyen can teach you"

They see the great Trinity on their backs, the 'Huang Xuan'.

"Look at me."

Last class. A clumsy look-see that the man, who has taught so politely and so courageously, showed at the end. Look, remember. Look, imitate. Look, steal. In the end, I was an old man, too. Nedeluxe spears that have followed with continuous cotton, old words that have been used for their inheritance. It won't be right. It is also far away. Now, I think I stand in the abyss of death.

It's not a bad idea to go far.

"Let's settle this"

"Win and die. Surrounded by students, it's the best luxury."

It was a short fight. It would have been an instant.

Still, it was the best time.

"My whole life, I'm gonna make this one punch!

I lost my battlefield and got a long time. I got God's spear by a long time. God's spear brought my spear to further heights. I haven't lost anything. Everything leads to 'now'. Then I'm sure this "now" is connected to "tomorrow".

"I'll respond at my best, too!

The lion's history of war was not glorious. A series of setbacks and misery, when you stand high, the turmoil ends. The last fangs did not arrive.

Still no lions regret it. Everything elevated me. I am blessed. 'Now' thanks to yesterday, I was able to be strong. "Now," this moment makes "Tomorrow" even stronger. Everywhere, Rin.

Like that beautiful guy.

"Come. This is my strongest!

Burn the hot blood tide to crimson.

Three swinging swords are raised on the lion's hips. One wave is my brother's artifact. The other is the sword guard of the left hand, which was pulled out earlier. And the third swing, a new fang I got recently. The first and last sword used in a once-in-a-lifetime war that he had asked the best famous man to know.

It is a sword for Lewis by Lewis, who was sealed.

I delivered them all, and the lion stood low. Cross your hands and grip the pattern.

"... the art of abode, huh? Damn, I miss you. Reminds me of a man who went unwittingly to the sun. That and me, I know you like the bottom field."

And Orifiel's dying again.

"I'm beyond you now, hero king!

I unleashed the spear.

Genius, planted on the hero king by his heavy pressure and love for his country, stepped into his realm and touched the reverse scale. I missaw that day because I thought the hero king I see on the battlefield was everything. But I'm not mistaken today. Right now, beyond that day...

The spear braces. The shortest and fastest obtained by the spear of God. Put your color on it and give birth to a new snail. The best blow of a genius's life is not a blow.

Three pokes with intent to kill. Handicap and feint, which creates a true phantom. Ultimate triple strike. The phantom created by the handiwork, its time difference gave birth to a miraculous trajectory.

Simultaneous triplicate. Top of "Yellow Buckwheat".

"Brilliant."

The lion saw. Ultimate moves. Reach the warrior.

I saw the moment the man climbed through his own mountain.

Then let me show you myself. I'm the one who reached it.

(Deeper than anyone, farther than anywhere else. On the other shore, ahead!

Ultimate state of concentration. One piece of that thin skin, even shallow water, is called a zone and can perform more than usual. All the other shores are things that go further into depth. Know deep, deep, into abyss. Everything is extreme and identical.

I can't go back if I know. If you connect with the world, that's not a person anymore. Thus the lion stops his leg one step ahead. This went too far into depth.

(I see it!

The phantom gives birth to a phantom and sees through the truthfulness of the poking that has turned it into countless. unprecedented depth. That makes the ultimate point look like a lion.

At that moment the lion sees one beautiful woman. Rin and blooming round of shorelines. Elegant, beautiful, full of love, I fell in love with the moves. That love was never directed at me, but it is still in my chest as a pale, bitter first love.

My beginning.

Rin.

And today, the lion reaches one end point.

"... Kuku, is this the Heavenly Lion"

Pale, and red instant slaughter. The moment everyone was convinced of Orifiel's victory, everything was covered. Blooming is the splendor of a beautiful cross. The spear of the "yellow jade" pearl, its velocity and the slicing of the lion, above all the double fangs of the lion, "her moves", which arrived with the appearance, gave birth to this alien.

The lion's presence, his arms crossed and the spear along the bat mark shows a beautiful cross section. Spear Hua, Ancient Now East and West No one has ever seen it, no one has the stunning view to reproduce it.

"Absolutely."

Orifiel smiled with satisfaction.

Red petals are disturbing.

"Thank you. Today, for the first time, I know where I'm going."

You can't point this at your master. Even a moment can't be the ultimate, easy to try, which imposes a tremendous burden. I didn't have anyone to try in the first place.

Except now.

"Woohoo, you can see me too. A young man climbing another mountain and standing taller than me. Now, I don't think I climbed the wrong mountain. I thought I could say it with my chest up. This is my spear."

Remnants of the collapsed golden age, too early geniuses scatter on the battlefield with the end of too late. There have always been more. Die on the bed, to yourself that ends.

"Sir!

"Master Orifiel!

When she saw the students rushing over, Orifiel deepened her smile.

I am truly blessed. In a small and plentiful battlefield, I can end up surrounded by children who are too good for me. Will there ever be happiness like this?

I made it. Now only that emotion flashes in my chest.

"Kids, don't imitate me. Don't know what that means."

"Yes, I know."

"Then fine. Foundations left by the great God, paint your own paintings on them. Not too late. I made it. It's too soon for you."

"... yes"

"Enough. I'm good enough. Lord Ulysses, I know you can't, I hope. No hands on Nedeluxe. No matter how you fall, I'm sure you'll get an answer that's not too bad. For the world, for Nedeluxe, therefore, please."

"I'm going to do it more than that."

"Thank you. Was I strong?

"In the past, he was the strongest of all enemies"

"Well, let's, uh..."

In fullness, the remnants of the golden age pass away. He had a happy grin scattered across the battlefield as the students held him.

It was the end I was looking for from the bottom of my heart.

"I guess I should have shown her this sight more than just the big picture."

"No, Knight King. This battlefield can only go anywhere. It would be more meaningful for a boy to be a central observer, a branch of the world."

"You're humble."

"Is it something humble? By the time my king was defeated by that man, the age of heroes was finally over. This is, whoo-hoo, I guess it's just remnants. Because it's comfortable, I think so."

Ulysses looked to heaven with a bitter smile. The lion's blonde hair, one of its rooms, was pale dyed. What does that mean?

Now whoever has that answer does not exist on this earth.

"I like it, it was a battle"

A small war in a corner of the world, won by Ulysses of Leonvern. The heavenly lion's twin teeth cut off the yellow oxen. It was a battle that had no effect on the world and had no effect on the big picture, but it would not be meaningless as long as there were observers and those connected.

Though it is a long story of 'ahead' of us as to what it means to be there.