Tower of Karma

Airhardt and Angelm, it was a huge fuss just for the two of them to walk inside the royal palace. Especially when it comes to airhardt, there is also a political dispute with the current king, which makes him treat it like a tumor. The person walks where the wind blows, cut off the wind with his shoulder. I don't even care about Angelum following me half a step back or my surrounding gaze.

It's been a while, brother.

"This is Queen Claudia. Long time no see."

Airhardt bows his head in full obsession.

"You seem to like it. Above all."

"If the right to inherit the throne doesn't weigh, that's easy. The queen should also try to stay away from the breathless royal palace. The alley is full of men who think of you the most."

Airhardt words. Few understand the meaning of the last passage in particular. Claudia's expression distorted only for a moment, and the prince behind her glanced at Airhardt. That's just it. There was just a moment that no one noticed.

"Then I have a favor to offer His Majesty. Excuse me, sir."

Airhardt passes slightly beside Claudia, and Angelm follows with another grace. Airhardt with a vibrant and different atmosphere from what used to be when the burden of saying throne was lost, lightly, and freely.

The surroundings were only bewildered by the gap.

Long time no see, my king.

"Angelum to Airhardt? Long time no see."

William's office. There are only three people in the room who have already paid for it.

"Looking good."

"That's ironic. Well, if it's your position, I can't help it."

"No, rather as much as I appreciate it. If you are the king of Arcadia, a middle-ranking nation during the Seven Kingdoms, you will not have to know, and you will not have enough strength to reign as the ally of Laurencia. Even if I look at you now, I think so from the bottom of my heart."

There was great pity in Airhardt's eyes. The sadness of the apex, I know because it was close. I have overcome many of the difficulties by continuing to torture my limiting body so much longer. It would still be pretty hard right now, but it's painful the other way around not even showing up like that.

"... So, what can I do for you?

"What did you hear about your son?

"It's in there. Sounds like we're doing a lot of things... what's wrong with that?

"It's up to Angelum and why they put Alfred out there to think about the agenda and to want to make a mix of answers."

"Are you guys free?"

William with a twisted face.

"Yeah, quite. What you do is leisure time activities above what you've done, Your Majesty. Me and Angelm are excellent. You know that, don't you?

Airhardt smiles without being bad against it. Angelum laughs bitterly at that unscrupulous attitude. Where there are no various shackles, it is understandable just to see how it is that for them El Touré is a very good environment.

William gently spread his hands and urged him to "go ahead".

"All the while, His Majesty is trying to make Master Alfred king. It is part of that that I let out, spreading sight and ear, growing spiritually and physically, leaving my name everywhere, and making a sensational return that surprises everyone. In the name of Alexis the Brave, it was a sprinkling production to follow his steps. I also feel like you and not you, but what do you think?

"Well. However, one thing I can tell you is that the rest have not put any hands on that road trip. I was going to, but that gravity seems to have attracted the right path."

The two show surprise that this performance is not William's performance, not that that one came off. I mean, he's creating this situation now, with his own hands, with his feet, on his own thoughts. Of course, you must have drawn a guide hand at first. It is also in their ears that the shadow of the Knight King hangs near Alexis.

But the guide was not prepared. The fact is astonishing.

"Sounds like you've got a big bowl."

"Maybe. Anyway, the rest won't be eaten."

Eat the White King. The two people in front of you are not stupid enough to make a difference in their meaning.

As a successor, as a king, take charge of him. The procedure will be a difficult journey inside. A second prince with the orthodox blood of Arcadia. An immovable bloodline third prince who supported an Arcadia era as a martial family. And the fourth prince who curses the flow of the famous aristocracy of Reishi. Again, put it in there. You can't get a legitimate recognition in the shallow bloodline of Taylor.

In order to avoid political strife, there was also the necessary procedure, if he were to become king. merit and visibility, above all to show strength. I don't mind any stage. As long as we show the consequences downstream, midstream, upstream, without making all the men say yes or no, we will cover them for granted, as the White King did.

"If you think of it as a legend, you should prepare the stage for tightening it correctly"

Angelm stood in front of William spreading parchment. There is a map of El Touré, the center of which is also a drawing of a huge circular building.

"Well, what are you two up to?

"In this land, which has been regarded as a sanctuary for many years, Alexis the Brave made one miracle. It is said that he took the last demon king and the bewitched demon, and blossomed golden flowers in the land whether swallowed by doom. This miracle ends with the story curtained and miracles made him a brave man."

"Well, a miracle is not a big story. I'd like to open El Touré, the paparazzi that His Majesty did, the monument that expanded it to a global scale."

"It's a martial arts competition that gathers fierce men from all over the world and sets the pinnacle."

William has been ahead of himself. Nature and laughter spill over into the excellence of the two. As troublesome as the enemy is, you can rest assured that you are on your side.

"Interesting. I'll leave everything to you. If you want to do it anyway, spare no effort, make it the biggest event in the world."

"" Your will. ""

Leave it to them. There will be no mistake.

It should make enough stuff as a tightening stage.

"One thing, can we set conditions?

"What a king."

"Eligibility is lower than thirty. The reason is that the culmination of the generation above that has already been decided. I have trouble getting put out by that wolf. 'Cause it's the young power I want to see."

"... I was thinking of making it in my early twenties"

"It is up to each of us to decide whether or not there will be a critical generation. You can't make it that sweet. We have to give them a chance too."

"I understand. Quickly, we'll go back there and make arrangements."

"Um, I left it to you"

A deep thank you to the White King and the two of them left the room.

The one William left was thinking about what he would do if he looked at the map they left behind. If I were you, how would I make it interesting, what would it be like for the two of them? While I was thinking about not having that kind of clasp...

"According to the information obtained by the grass man, since Dawn End, he has stranded Estado, Schwarzbald and Nedeluxe, looking to travel lazily. Next, Lucitania, we probably got to some truth here. And Garnia. Probably on the ocean by now."

It was the White Dragon, the leader of the assassins, who appeared loosely behind him.

"Kuku, a journey that truly follows in Alexis' footsteps,? That manly way. In the adventure of Alexis the Brave, Garnia means a great deal. It is the land where Alexis spent his childhood, and Alexis triumphs by dueling with the man who was teaching the sword instead of his father and from the differences in the ways he believes in each other in the second half of the story. As a result, Alexis got an eye for the future"

"Do you really have something like that?

"Well, I don't know. It's a story. But like Nyx, there are still remnants of mystery in this world. I wouldn't be surprised if I had those eyes."

"If you got something like that, that would make him completely indispensable. If you see the future, you can't lose."

"Depending on how much future we see ahead, how much accuracy we have, what form we see as the future, fixed or amorphous, the hole is as much. If it's octagonal in the first place, there's no point in looking at the future."

Frequent silence. Make it William. Make it Arc, the rest of us don't know, it's moving over invisible logic. Do they see ahead, and if so, what awaits them?

"What do you want your son to do?

"... that one left my hand. That's what I want. That doesn't make sense."

William coughs. Bloody cough, death footsteps sounding.

"I just wait. For the last fight, that's why I'm hanging everything."

Shiny king's eyes. I don't know what those eyes look like over 10,000 miles.

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I had a dream. Memories of the battle in Garnia. Pity goodbye - heh, tears are zero and corrupt.

"What are you doing! I can see you, my hometown of Garnia!

I'll be right there.

Weeping tears, Alfred went up to the deck. Yelena, who falls and falls in a well-ventilated spot, is seasick. Sleep because you can't stand. It was the easiest and most effective seasickness strategy.

"Mm, that ship, it's unfamiliar."

"You're coming this way. Are you sure?"

"Mm-hmm. But you're a much faster-paced ship. Some ships are not wasted on manoeuvres, but ships are better than that. The concept is Saint Bart, no, Valhall?

The pitch-black ship goes through the Alfreds' ship, its starboard.

…………

…………

Just an instant encounter.

"He's a strong eye. I can see it's pretty good."

"Yeah, strong. Very, very strong."

It's about the moment when the eyes meet. Still one eye will tell. A different material than you, that you are special. An aura that can overwhelm just because it's where it is. What creature is different from yourself where the smile and atmosphere of the crop is the weapon.

Sufficient in an instant. The delicacy was there.

"Do you care about that ship?

"It doesn't bother me at all. It just seemed so pretty because the miscellaneous fish flew cancer."

"Are you strong?

"It's that way that you're strong, Bogus."

Fenris Gunk Stryder and Alfred von Arcadia. This is the second time I've seen two talents. The first time is a childhood encounter where we both have no shards of memory, the first time we see it since we have all the fangs.

"But what can I do for Garnia? I don't think there's anything there."

"Know what? You have an ordinary Athena! And, Mr. Apollonia. You didn't get along, but, well, nothing."

Phew, Fenris turns his eyes to the land of Garnia later. A woman standing tall with red hair and tattoos. The flames that dwelt in its depths, the extinguished fire that kept smoking, were beginning to flare up again.

It's not like that when I was there, and you didn't show it to me once.

"I'm not interested in third place. It's only a crossing point except for first place."

"Your back is still far away, Black Wolf King."

"It's my dream to drag that bastard and give it to my two mothers"

In Fenris' eyes, that boy, Alfred, who had a slightly harsh face to call him, did not appear as an enemy. If you look at your body, you'll see. I see the fundamentals of roughly how much output the other person has.

He can't reach himself.

(Are you even willing to take me down? Don't be silly, you mutton.)

I am willing to reach you without getting it. I was angry at that gaze.

(The only one who can defeat me is my father. Even that father will one day let me go beyond it. Temeer and I are fighting on a different stage. Know who you are, Ordinary.)

Fenris quietly cut his gaze out of them. There was nothing to see in that land. Whether it's a good place for slow flowing time, peaceful tranquillity, or losers, unfortunately Fenris is going to be a winner.

If so, there is nothing to see in that land.

"A glass of rudder!

"Icer!"

Leaving is the child of the Black Wolf. On our way is the White Knight child.

Waiting was - the Red Queen, a beautiful woman.

Yes, there is nothing in this land. Alfred had little to gain from losing in the land. But here he finds out. Sadness of the Knight King, petition. Should I inherit or not, should I laugh or cry - Alfred still doesn't have the right answer.

Still, Alfred made his decision.

"Mr. Ark. Looking forward to your hometown."

"Well, it's good to be back home once in a while."

"Kimochi Terrible"

"Almost land, good luck"

Moving on. Behind you - I won't turn around.