Tower of Karma

Alfred and Ivan head south to Nederdam.

"There was a piece of it quite quickly than planned. Ferrante should be held down, there is plenty of time. And we're lucky, each other's blondes. It would be superior to sprinklers."

"Yeah, there won't be a citizen out there with two characteristics already. Inevitably, targets are being targeted. There's plenty of potential for targeting us."

"I hear it won't take a trap, but if you have a strong desire to strip off your appearance, you have enough buds. Besides, we don't trap a lot of people."

"Divide into two hands and stroll through the city at night. Looks like you'll be able to adopt my proposal."

"Oh, more than that, because there's nothing else I can do. It's reckless to just plunge into the enemy's nest, and they say there are at least four big teacher classes. We can't afford to be alone at the moment. I won't force it."

"Right. The aim is Ferrante. It's okay, you'll catch it."

"Right. Let's hope so."

Running horses, they return to Dark Clouds swirling Nederdam.

I found out the truth. But shaking it doesn't change the world. It makes no sense if those who should use it when they should. Ivan won't be the right man in the Nederks at Alfred anyway.

I could hand it to someone and change the flow.

(I don't know. Honestly, I'm losing it. What's right and what's wrong. 'Cause you do, don't you? Neither faction is willing to rock the world. I'm going to do it all in the inner circle. So, what's on the outside for me to do?

Still won't stop my foot on my way. My willingness to get my hands on it was fading, but my desire to see it to the end to go against it was swelling. Greed in himself, and Alfred laughs bitterly. A phase where the lives of my brother and the man I admire are also at stake, and still my intellectual curiosity prevails. I can't even speak out because of the difficulty.

But the unreasonable intuition behind it, that's why Alfred was able to look only at his desires. Trust in the other person, my brother's back, unconscious trust in it that I've been watching. And someday...

It's still a little while before Alfred realizes it.

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"Yelena, long time no see. Hannah seems to be doing well."

Yelena wrapping a bandage around Hannah's face. These days, force application and subtraction are also favorite. This is a tearful story for Alfred, who has been making me cry, but I thought at the bottom of my heart that he would have learned a little faster.

"Al, you look happy"

"Yeah. We had a good meeting. And I found out. This country is made of fools. That's really, really nice, 'cause I thought I was traveling the world. The more fools we all get, the better the world is, the better it seems."

"... but Al can't be an idiot"

"Yeah. Yelena, too, right?

"Yes, I've got something for you, I've got it."

"Really!? Good."

"I had a hard time bending the iron"

"... you know, it meant asking a blacksmith to do it."

"I bought the iron plate at the blacksmith. The work fee is stuck."

"Oh, yeah."

"Confectionery, it was delicious"

"... sokaaa"

My pace everywhere. I guess it doesn't matter to her about the world situation or anything. Help if there is a patient in front of you. Only do your best for it.

I prefer that simple beauty.

"Then I'll go exorcise the devil."

"Come on in."

"Oh, that."

Hannah speaks up when the treatment is over and the bandage is wrapped around.

"Evan once stopped me."

"... an operation to bring Ferrante to himself, something like that?

"Huh? Why?

"It's a little unnatural how we cut the story out, how we take it. I flushed it because it's right for reason, but I was wondering if the type I tend to embrace would suggest measures to push the burden to just one side. Well, at least he'll feel a little more sorry for me, I guess."

"... you understand him."

"It's easy to understand, isn't it, him? That's a good place. It doesn't look like Nederx. Nederx itself, by the way."

"Then..."

"I don't want to split it between two hands from the start. In my time, if you're serious, you can shoot from further than any organism's perceptual range. After riding Ivan's measures, he just frames all the enemy allies. Well, this is going to be a reasonably difficult hunt because if we don't have a plan, and if we can do it in the middle, no, we prefer to catch him alive whenever possible."

"That's right, you're brainy. What about the survivor?

"I didn't tell him. Even if you can kill him with Ivan's hand, you can't catch him alive. If it's a clutter, it's a power gap that's repeated enough."

"Thank you"

Everything is on this man's palm. I wonder how far you could have stepped in if you really wanted to intervene, and if you were Arcadia's first prince, that's probably what you could have done with a parent Arcadian in an instant.

Whether it means the end of his journey or not.

"I will now bring you the good news. Serve with the devil."

There was something about Alfred's vices, about being gentlemanly towards careless women. Hannah also had no falling because she was tolerant in Ivan of the same lineage, but his smile was so fascinating that he could inadvertently mistake it.

A good place for my father and uncle, a woman of nature. It is a long way off to become aware and operational of this, but the result will be to give future generations of historians the seeds of rice and a private life so docile that the men will be outraged, perhaps.

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Ivan walks alone in the city at night.

It's an extremely dangerous move at a time when the person in question is walking alone under this circumstance, but one thing, Ivan and Ferrante had contacts. The first encounter, I had a strange obsession with my appearance. If you still have it...

"Hey brother! If you'd wandered outside with a nari like that, you wouldn't!

"It's okay. Don't worry."

Ivan boasts that he is a hunter with a spear.

But the eyes of the citizens who see it remain cloudy.

"That's what they all said and stripped me of my face."

The only one, a blonde blue-eyed man, is in the city at night.

"Anyway, come here! I'll be staying overnight."

Good citizens rush over.

"It hurts my concern. But..."

"So dangerous -"

Sukon. A sickle pierces a citizen's face with a very light sound.

"- To?"

"Ku, really, are you here? Ferrante!"

The monster appeared lukewarm as crawling out of the Book of Darkness. The appearance was of a young boy. Ivan also knows Claude's inner disciple, the demon manifests himself by putting together his appearance. Approaching a good thing that collapses, he pulls out the sickle and jumps straight in.

"That look, hey!

"Sorry."

Apologize to the man who worried about me, and Ivan switches again. I don't think I can beat this monster, even if it's my talent, my efforts, my shaky values.

"I'll stay here!

Speed is the liver of the spear. If you're a monster and a human...

"There is no reason not to be caught!

Zirilli, and the flash rips through the dark night.

"Medicine, full. Me, all, I can see!

Flip it just with your upper body movements, monster.

"Become, more than before -"

Obviously fast. And...

"Look, please."

Even receiving a sickle with a spear, Ivan skews his face to its weight.

"This guy, why, in such a short period of time"

The strength was also higher than before. Unnaturally, the monster moves.

"You look a little shady."

Monster obsession fades. But there is no sign that the attack will stop.

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"Sorry"

"You don't have to apologize. No one would imagine pulling a shackle and running away."

"Long story short, the plan's going to collapse!

Schauhausen stares at each other. Though there is a difference between one smiling and another wrinkling between the eyebrows in fury.

"I wonder what's going on?

"Well, I gave you sedatives, but that's all we gave you."

"In my mom's words, you're talking about being overdosed with drugs in Marcia and the drugs in general are making it harder, right? The drug of fanaticism, which is a by-product of creating him, should no longer affect him in any way. Unless your mom misdiagnosed you."

"If so, there can be no such line."

Think about it. I wish my mom would have Marquis Callis at a time like this. He would point us to the right thing to do. Because it is their mission, the Trinity, to follow that path.

"Presumption, or something?

"Presumption?"

"I assume you've been given a drug for fanaticism, and I assume you've gotten stronger. It's not a change of heart. The massive sedatives I administered to contain him in a state of panic did not work. And I assumed it was all a drug of fanaticism, and I shackled it off as a matter of course."

"It would be a leap too far, it"

"I wonder? 'Cause it doesn't just work on the inside, does it? Of course there are exceptions that rot. The same madness you pull out with drugs, the same madness you pull out with yourself, right? Because it's a possibility that my body has."

I just wanted to say, "Non, there's no point in fitting a man's reason into a beast."

"Do we chase?

"No, you don't have to move. It's also something you can catch after in the first place. You won't have to rely on the nesting instinct your mom managed to imprint."

There's no point in pursuing that monster. If it is an unshielded plain, yet this is the king's capital, Nederdam, where to hide and escape, and where the blind spots rot.

Just as the Nederks couldn't get through the demons, neither did they have the means to catch them unless they came back again.

Ferrante, a pathetic man-made beast who could not be corrected by playing the doctor's heavy town of Callis, was already out of control, not even they.

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A black coat that blends into the dark night. I bought it at a store around there, but it's not uncomfortable. Overall, it's a big build, with a rash size feel. The silhouette is also sluggish. Ideas are the assassins of the Black Stars, and the black man we met in Estado.

Mislead your body and plant even a dark vessel. Reasonable appearance that doesn't easily give them a solution. I was going to try to imitate it when I had the chance.

"The timing is too perfect for the medicine to work. It's impossible to detect that we're coming back today or that Ivan is netting around here. Is it an immediate drug? I didn't see you drinking."

Alfred bystands the fight from the roof of the building. Ivan is clearly starting to get pushed. Ferrante's specs have risen partly because of this, but the root of the problem is also in Ivan. Knowing God's spear, I understood the immaturity of my spear.

As a result, the confusion of the mind has appeared on the spear and even lost its normal beauty. A man who sells speed cruises, and a stack of commas causes a decline in performance.

"Hmm, I have more talent than I do. You tend to think all the futile stuff, don't you, him? If it bothers you enough, once you put your spear aside and learn God's spear. It's the liver that handles the problem separately."

Alfred finally stands up and sets up a bow.

"I'll get that mobility first."

A composite Arcadia bow that is now in the standard of the world. Its flight distance greatly exceeded that of conventional archers. But no one can shoot this distance. That's about a bow knight, a thunderbolt, a fierce bow, and a white knight.

Unbeknownst there, one man breaks in.

"Shit."

The frog child is a frog. It was precisely that gift that I inherited from my father.