Tower of Karma

Alfred opens his eyes quietly. In front of me were Yelena, Athena, and the baffled but far-flung knights who glanced at themselves with a worrying face.

I'm back, from the world of dreams.

"Looks like a choice has been made."

"... Yes. Thanks to you, Mr. Ark."

"Right," Ark smiled slightly and faintly.

The flesh, which was no longer vibrant in its earthy appearance and so tough and tough, was thin and brittle as if it had woken from a dream in just one night.

No, I was probably adjusting to bring it to the full season just this past night. This past night was the result of a miracle, an obsession, and the truth about the old Ark is now.

"Al, eyes, okay!?

Yelena inquired with a rare werewolf. Alfred gets the feeling that something is dry and coagulated when he puzzles but puzzles around his eyes.

"It started to overflow a little before I woke up, and it didn't seem to be blood either, and, uh, I don't know, I'm sorry. I couldn't do anything."

"Haha, that's okay. It's all over now... a while ago?

Alfred finds out. Sure enough, in my dreams. I had a response. But enough to say that he has definitely put in place a superior being that cannot be measured now, he has a bad feeling of not being optimistic invades him. Such a miracle will never happen again.

Because it is the result of the intertwining of various edges.

"Mr. Ark, me!

Alfred getting up in a whirlpool. Were you wearing out more than you imagined in your fight with Ark. Your body is heavy, but you leave no more worries in your hindsight than you decided to make a choice.

That Alfred...

"That's enough."

Ark stops. And now he's dying, and he's getting up.

"Ah, Mr. Ark!? No, you can't."

"Gahaha! That's enough. It's all over. The time has come for me, and for Sir to choose more than he has chosen. With a new era."

"... Huh?

"He took people's passions lightly. I wouldn't have thought about why I didn't come as close as I could to Garnia, where my jealous enemies would bump into inexorable sentiments, etc. Therefore it perishes. It is foolishness that frustrates heaven."

Losing his beloved wife, he did not rely as hard as he could on that power, and found the art of closing his heart from his opponent, encroaching his body and mind upon his superior being, yet he stacked for the day to come.

To make sense of everything.

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The blade of Excellion caused enormous damage even to the hardware that preserved itself through the phantom. Although it was survived because the chains broke down earlier, it is also a matter of time before they perish as they are. Repair over time and prepare for: It's a long way from here, but it's the only way...

With that in mind, we arrive at the sanctuary, our own preserve, and the divine man drifts stunnedly into the universe. The place where the trees should have grown loosely over a millennium old had been burned, turned down and transformed into an unbroken figure to see.

pointless and unproductive acts so as to bump into unproductive anger.

In the first place, the land incorporates a system of animal exclusion similar to Schwarzbald's. Therefore, as a sanctuary, people should have avoided evading and entering.

It was a serious error that Alexis stepped in without hesitation, such as Ark and Votigan, who had no purpose in the first place anyway.

"Hey, why, why!?

And a small lake that delivers itself, no, the fountain, a fluid-type arithmetic device that flows out of the deep body, was buried with a shitty amount of dirt and sand.

A little mountain resemblance represented the emotion of the man who made it up, its size. I don't even know what to be angry about. I don't even know what to hate. A man was not young enough as a warrior to lose someone he loved and hate the subject.

It's worse to be killed. On the battlefield. Then what do I hate?

The man thought that the true Knight King was more of a delicacy that transcended the fierce sun. I was convinced that I had won with my overall strength, even though I had been stuck with despair in front of me. I believed more than anyone because I had been a good enemy since the days before I became the former Knight King.

So I couldn't help but hit something that defiled it.

I couldn't care less if I hit something than that guy left.

"Bullshit, don't do it. Damn, how much do you think this fountain is worth!? Not as good as Schwartzbard, but it has enough performance to keep it running as an alternative! That's just incomplete, undisclosed, damn, damn, damn!

Give me some dirt. But it was a thick wall, an inorganic lost conductor for a man who is a virtual statue. If we go back to hard, we can't fix it. If we can't repair it, we can't even stop the collapse of the phantom that's still going on. The man was licking.

What can they do?

Ark was ready. Since I got the art of closing my heart to myself. All the action made sense. Five senses can also steal information. Therefore he repeatedly wandered like an abalone, not close to the core. Everything, for this day.

"Arc of Garnias!"

The man shouted the man's name with emotion for the first time.

A collapsing body. The body collapses from the fracture engraved by the blade of Excellion, thereby collapsing itself, which is a virtual statue. There is no longer any way to stop it.

It's also inappropriate without flesh to dig up dirt. Being that is supposed to be almighty defeats an organism that has no decent function either.

"... no, I don't want to die"

Death was far away. Ten thousand years of obtaining flesh that transcends heavenly destiny and dies. They appeared when everyone and he forgot about the pain of death. Frightened by the fear that our dying selves would be gathered to nothing, we fled and came to this point.

It's okay because they got away so far. Those days return again. That's what I believed, but my brothers keep searching for ways that couldn't possibly be without choosing that path. I rebelled for the first time against my great brother, who was the protector of the stars. I was wondering if it would be as good as ever.

I'm not really interested in the ultimate one.

Because you can't possibly win. Even that brother could only protect one ship. The primate of all things, the almighty original flame. A brother who was nobler, more beautiful and stronger than anyone else. If he can't do it, he can't help it. Let's keep running. And enjoy the days of tranquillity ahead, and run away if you're going to find them again. There is no need to protect such a star.

'- We made a mistake. Knowing no pain and losing our minds to withstand loss, we may have degenerated in a way. We have to start over. so that we can reach a different point from our point of arrival. Someday, to the real answer.'

'Cause you don't have to be a dick! My brothers made a divine tribe. Why are you doing this for these people?

'One day, you'll see. Farewell, my dearest brother.'

I can't forgive the scumbags who took my brother from me.

But I can't allow that scumbag to die for nothing more. My brother's death must mean something. So I thought I'd lead them through incomplete.

Everything disappears. Crumble.

There is no way they can make it at their pace of development.

"Shit, people. Exquisite, just scratch your feet. It's a wasted scratch. You guys can't beat the ones your brother couldn't beat. Oh, shit. If this happens, I, too, will be collected, and if I do, my brother, um..."

They chose despair. Sin Prometheus cried and laughed a long, really long life now, ending.

Thus another myth broke away from the world.

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"I pushed my choice to Sir. There's no doubt that it's a strong force, and if it wasn't for me, I might have handled it well, and I couldn't get rid of that idea. Forgive me."

"I got lost, too. I'm sure you'll regret a lot from now on. At that time, I could have saved his life if I had taken his hand, because that must be the mountain."

Ark holds Alfred with his powerless arm.

"Haha, the pattern of the sword hits my stomach"

"Gahaha. Let me guess. And there's no time. Well, I don't feel much anymore, but there's something I need to tell you, and with Yelena's help, I could live forever."

The light that dwelt in Ark's eyes was calm and warm.

"What does Sir think of his father?

"Well, I respect that."

Suddenly Alfred is confused by questions from a direction he's not sure about.

"So what does the father feel about Sir?

"Well, that, honestly, I don't know."

Travel day burning into Alfred's brain. He was turned over to the assassin, and even he came forward and stood up. It seems to me that the last Ostberg soldiers were definitely here to kill. Too high a willingness to kill to call it a trial.

So I just have to mouth it.

"So, I guess. But that day, where we met, Sir's father was also there."

"Huh?"

Yes, I thought so.

"Beside Sir fighting, well, there was a man with a terrible face. I set up a bow and watched as I saw that I was about to shoot an arrow."

"Well, it should, in the first place, make sense"

"Our two-man pursuit is also due to the White Knight, who moved in anticipation of Sir's passing out. This is the missing piece. It's all a play prepared by the White Knight, scratching it from my side. Sir, would that be enough?

Once we have all the information, we'll find out everything.

"Ulysses, who had just entered Arkas, was supposed to take my part. I don't know about the consideration, but, well, it's not cheap for both sides."

Relief and mastery melt the mind. The boy had long held back that what he had been carrying was about to creep up.

"Officially go outside and the rest of the country will set up. He would have been welcomed as Arcadia's first prince and would not have been fulfilled to see anything but the reality they wanted to show. Hence the need for complicated steps. This is why the White Knight, Sir's father, played the play."

Woohoo, good. There's a hook, but still...

"One more thing, for a reason. This is the only fact I know, but if it's why I hit so fast, it's all I can think about."

A painting where you can see the dots connected. That was enough reasoning to believe.

Still, I don't see any reason for this haste. But if it makes sense there too, if you want meaning for everything, you have a little anxiety in Alfred's chest. And it transforms into something big and solid enough to think about.

The last missing pieces. The reason I hurried, it's...

"... is Father, no longer, long?

Alfred gives his mouth the answer he has reached, distorting his face. Medraut and Apollonia had their eyes wide open in amazement.

"Oh."

Alfred was in the mood for Ark's solution. Such a sense of loss that it's likely to spit out. A huge feeling for a loving, mixed father,

Rip Alfred's heart out.

"Why did you tell him that?!? I shouldn't have told you. Even if I knew, I'd shake the curse off because of you! That solution, you shouldn't have known!

Medraut blames Ark.

"To leave no missing concerns. The man is thinking of exchanging his inheritance with hatred. Hated by Sir, hated by the people, that would be the script of the White Knight. Because that is the fastest, least blood, and above all, the path through which Sir will not be hurt!

A powerful voice that doesn't seem like a man like a dead man.

The color in Ark's eyes was burning the last flame.

"But that's not the story of Alfred Ray Arcadia. Whether the result is the same, knowing and dancing the muscles, or being danced without knowing, the two will have the opening of isolation! You have to know. This girl is ready!

"... Father"

"Until this point, I plundered the script of the White Knight, and my wish was also taken as my script. It would have been a continuum of trials for Sir, but only for me and the White Knight, as the two assume. At first, I thought that would be good too. I even thought it best."

Ark pulls the sword that stood quietly in his belly to his power. The adhesive area made a noise with a thousand cuts, and with the slight remaining blood it was pulled out.

"Become!?

"But Sir's vessel is above ours! Pushing muscles is easy. But it's the muscles this person writes that I want to see. There may be the best we could possibly not have predicted how far we would march after knowing everything."

Ark smiled, spitting blood, and offered Alfred his sword.

"Beyond our imagination! And lead the world by Sir's script. Whether it's a hard, difficult journey, inheritance is only the first step. The time has come to look beyond! Sir is no longer a child. At that time, Sir became a knight the day he stood up for someone. Until today, however, Sir remains a knight. A miracle that convinces everyone to go ahead is meritorious. Come on, it's a challenge! What will Sir make of this time of peace!?

Alfred received it with a hand as soft as a treasure.

"Stay tuned. I will definitely show you without Mr. Ark's temper."

Ark had a full smile at the solution.

"Uh-huh. I'll see you anytime."

And it slowly collapses. Alfred held it.

"Gahaha! Finally my grandfather's last fart has come this far too. No, I'm sorry about everyone scattered on the battlefield. Surrounded by my two children, I could even see my grandchildren. And your lord will see you at the end. Would I be happier?"

"Ark,. I, I..."

"Look, I'll shake it right up. Well, I'm glad to hear it. Difficult ego. Manipulating man's heavenly destiny, twisting and bending many to this day. I didn't want to die a busy way, but I don't know what kind of life it is."

Ark strokes Alfred's cheek. Weak and likely to disappear now, a powerless gesture. But the proof of the war coming from its fingertips is exactly the Knight King.

"Sorry, Apollonia. I'm sorry, Medraut. My ego bound the lords."

"Fine, I wanted to live longer, and now I'm pretty happy."

Medraut spills his words as he devours his teeth.

"... I am here by my choice. Your father doesn't need to be sick."

The eyes of Apollonia were also lit with thin light.

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, guys. I ask you to forgive me for reaching the end of my full sin. Kuck, I can't forgive you around Votigan. It's time to settle for years. Whoo-hoo, apologize, let's spill the knight's words."

Ark smiled happily...

"... we'll see"

"Yes, look, Mr. Ark"

I saw Alfred's grin shaken by tears, with happiness and relief.

"Uh-huh. I'll go first."

The man who manipulated Heavenly Fate, was manipulated by Heavenly Fate, and finally symbolized Heavenly Fate -

"Okay, it was a journey"

Knight King Ark of Garnias, falling.