Tower of Karma

"... what's going on with this situation?

A situation that greatly deviates from Palomides' capacity. One for the Arcadia Friendly Girls' Party. This is another high level girl added, and more and more long men are grumpy enough to arm themselves a little further away. Plus the jade haired young man and the flashy dressed man were interested in Strachez as if he were my own home.

"... Um, why don't you go into the room?

"Whatever. I'm still in training."

"Ha, ha"

Knight waiting outside the room with upright immobility. She had short red hair but was quite beautiful. I don't miss the paloms of your age that are sensitive to such things.

Though he was not soft enough to be heard, and he threw unusual words at him and sank lightly.

"Do we all know each other? Alfred's?"

"... or you have a wide face, His Royal Highness Alfred"

Palomides and Palom, who were not in the circle of conversations, once again asked about their relationship.

The circle of troubles, in which the noise disappeared and there was no 'one left' when the sight was developed. Only those who were outside the wheel remained. Rionel and Charlotte, and a flashy Dada man who was blocking Leonie's and Otilia's sight, a man with emerald hair who just had to look at things. The Red Lady Knight, who rushed after it all was over.

For some reason, Arcadia gathered together at the facility where they were staying, and when they realized that Strachez and I could do whatever we wanted to do to the women's talk.

"I understand. Very, very often."

If Charlotte nods,

"Right. I'm indecisive, Al."

Ellis got on, too.

"Instant judgment in a reasonably judgmental setting, but halting thoughts as soon as emotions are mixed"

Rarely if Nicolas gets on board,

"I know so much. He's basically an idiot."

Mira hammers, too, as a matter of course.

"I'm not stupid. It's just sweet."

Come here, Elise, even if you flip the anti-flag just a little bit,

"More timid than gentle,"

Nicolas cuts off from Zuba and pulls back the flow. It's unusual for her to get emotional so far, and I can guess she didn't mind that 'attitude' much longer.

"Mi, everybody, that's spicy. Al, if you were here, I'd cry."

Leonie was tempered by their impetus.

"I'll cry! That weak Al. I wish you were stronger than me."

Girls who can fool Mira, who is furious as she remembers. Some people are unwilling to forgive me. I don't incite you, but the follow-ups are natural, Nashi.

Rionel meditates his eyes with no sincere interest in such a sight.

"Is Alfred Ray Arcadia of Rio Nell Girarde under the same impression?

It is a flashy dressed man who turns his gaze to that Lionel. A neat face, but somewhere of unknown age. You look young, you look older.

"Who are you talking to? That feather decoration ru, floating bastard."

Rionel staring.

"Haha, have you come with a floating bastard? That's odd to say. He said he could change his image from a man like a shadow."

The man with emerald hair grins slightly as he pawns the knight.

"What kind of pride? Have you lost your chariot hand, Mr. Cress? It's a harsh word to say that it's floating. I've been worried about the fashionable stuff I say. Was that weird?

"With that in mind, Lord Baldovino. Well, I'm feeling aristocratic. Dress it up, it looks like Nedeluxe."

"Hehe, right? The concept is always with Nedeluxe. Whoa, not good. So, why don't you answer the question, Mr. Lionel?"

The man called Valdovino stared softly into Lionel's eyes. A pair of people who are just light mouthed, but obviously just not things. It is also half the fault of these two that Lionel is tingling. He listens cheerfully, lightly, but attentively to the girls' conversations. Seems to be shuddering, there's no loosening for these two.

That's what makes you feel like you're at war.

"... it's hardly the same as my impression. Negotiating is what makes me strong, but being strong is what makes me look like a fucking spider. The problem is that it's really strong for you. More cluttered than I am."

Rionel remembers past defeats and wrinkles between his eyebrows.

"I see. Your remarks are informative"

"Then let me ask you the other way. Why did he do that? To the best of my knowledge, even if it's as trashy as shit, he shouldn't have had the guts to slash it and throw it away."

Everyone shut up when they heard they were going to slash it away. Palomides and Palom are just confused because they don't know the situation, but the women are clearly at the beginning and end of some blues.

"I guess you just said the answer. He is strong. You're strong, really strong. Exactly. He continued to gain strength and true strength. Put together a mighty sword, a thick mask called strength, and the king shall be in the land. My king is strong."

Baldovino ran out with a dark shaded grin.

"I wanted to know about his past. I wanted to get mixed up in women's talks, too, but I'm a good old man. Around Athena, I would have swept inside, but, well, wouldn't it mesh?"

Cress shook her head as she glanced at the door.

"If you're ready, your roots are the same. But your appearance changes. We know that he is the king who is prepared to do the same in his contents. We're the ones that surprised me. Why are you surprised to the extent that you killed scum and let your men kill you? 'Cause you do, don't you? How much do you think he's come to make a mistake in the name of justice? I'll kill you if I have to be scumbag."

Only Lionel opens his mouth without moving a single eyebrow around him.

"Answer the question. I'm asking you why it happened."

"Kill him once and you'll see. He got a choice. I was also prepared to bear them. Above all, I went around the world to find out. the value of living. That it's never cheap stuff. So kill him, Lionel Girarde. I know it's worth it, but it's worth it."

Lionel glanced at him. The fierceness emitted by the man in front of him, deduces strength from the sharpness of it directed solely at himself. I feel so powerful that I can't imagine my generation. A name I've never even heard of, such as Baldovino, but he seems to be a powerful man.

"The truth is, we don't know. I saw the moment when it was finished. Athena saw a moment of ripeness. Baldovino became king. He's the only one I know. Nobody knows what triggered it. Oh, if there's only one exception... no, let's not"

"Yelena, an earlier woman..."

When Elise tried to ask, the door opened.

"I think it would be better if you didn't step in. From earlier on, you will be favored with all the mouths that have gone too far against the king, but you should be right there. Because all of this is the Lord to you. Take care. In addition, how can you be so bright in the current Arcadia situation? It wouldn't be the kind of festive situation that drives this kind of festivities in the first place."

Athena, who was so grumpy, said to the Arcadians in front of the door.

"It's a country of sorts now, Athena. You shouldn't stick your neck in another country's kitchen situation"

"But they don't understand too much! He's..."

"He says calm down"

Cress was quiet, but his eyes were abyss enough to soothe. He also has a lot of experience. That pile would be more than Alfred in a way.

"Time to go, both of you. Again, it's better not to step too far into him. Soon, you'll see what you're trying to do, and you'll know what you did. But now is not the time to know. Participants in this festival, in particular, wouldn't that be the case? He's been getting ready to win. If you look weak, you should be even more vigilant."

Cress' words are gold. Father, as William was, Alfred also does exactly what needs to be done backwards from the results, and comes to the fight with certainty of victory.

The more thin ice there is, the more impossible it seems, the more vigilant we should be.

It looks like a miracle, because it's only the result of terribly close preparation.

"Looking forward to fighting, Lionel Girarde"

"Are you looking forward to losing? You've changed a lot, Temee."

The flashy Dada man Bardovino takes his seat smiling. He grabbed Athena's collar and slipped away.

"Good luck to you guys, Gunter's."

"... you could be"

Cress also leaves without returning anything to Palomides' reaction.

"I'm leaving, too."

"I'm staying here. We haven't talked enough yet."

"... if you don't want to go on your own, do what you want."

Lionel also moves out. Honestly, I can't stop the samurai tremor after seeing those two, especially Valdovino. Perhaps, at the moment, that man is stronger than himself. Probably the strongest of the participants if bracketed.

And yet anonymous, no one on this occasion even knew his name.

I can't help but be excited about tomorrow and beyond, including the oddity.

"You can't lose this time. I prepared this for you. There's no excuse."

I never made an effort to fight or anything. From the defeat of humiliation, I've hardly fought a weak guy. Ever since that day, I have only lost. Rolled by Loran, flirted with by Lütes, and blown away by Boltose.

And the most defeated opponent is the king's sword.

I lost to win. The monster evolved after such a defeat that counting would also be ridiculous. There are no more elements to lose.

More talented than anyone else, I honed it up in the best possible environment.

"I'm the strongest."

A black and silver lion that no one can come close to.

One corner of the winning candidate grinds his fangs quietly.