Tower of Karma

Alfred was resting his body while the athletes refrained. The procedure for the removed joints was done before me. The problem was organizing my head. New acquired knowledge, perspectives, were intertwined with their own knowledge, resulting in many discoveries. But the only discovery that doesn't involve every battle is impurities, nor is it a situation that you can afford to crack your head in there.

Desperately suppress my desire to be delayed in my thoughts and devote my thoughts to what I need to think now.

I was eyed by countries in their rendezvous. Especially Gallias and Valhall, and perhaps a nation that has tried to make contact with them. And those who gave up on entering without even being able to negotiate with the substantive leader, Aswan Nasser.

While Aswan Nasser was in fact a national guard, he would not even have accepted aid other than an offer of war. It doesn't make sense to a man who mistakes pride and admiration for madness.

If their qualities were dispersed, especially Gallias, with Lydiane as his head, would come out to exercise strength beyond exploration. If we don't do it, it could trigger war. In view of Arcadia's 'status quo', it is also a good opportunity to attack.

(I wonder if I'll go see Master Lydiane. I think selling the charm to Master Eleonora would buy us some time. But it's also like saying there's something)

You risk exposing your hand, or you wait for the storm to pass...

"Looks like you struggled."

Standing in front of Alfred, where thought and rest sat, was Palomides, who refrained from the next game. It looks like a serene look, but it hasn't hidden out the fierceness that swirls right behind it.

"Sort of. I think you're gonna have a hard time, too."

"I win"

"Good luck. I'm here for you."

"That's white. Look, I may be normal from you, but I still intend to put enough effort into it. I'm the next one to fight Alfred von Arcadia."

"... we're all trying. That's no reason to go beyond the wall."

"The wall, you say?

"Yes, the wall. Absolute Wall of Talent."

"Don't think you'll always be high. That pride, I'll smash it!

Palomides to the stage with refreshment.

Seeing behind it, Alfred shook his head quietly.

"It's just me, huh? You're the one who's gonna be watching me forever."

Unreachable voice. Not yet - anyway, we'll find out after this.

That there are walls in this world.

And you'll find out further ahead. That there is a superman in this world who even lightly exceeds its walls. How to face it. He hasn't faced the wall yet.

So - you can't win.

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Palomides was full of energy and strength. Encouraged archaeology. I asked Osvalt for a mentor. I intend to have done everything I can. The day I got out of hand, it wasn't as a day. Even when a loved one was grieving, he never missed training.

"That sounds good. Stable. It's rooted."

A confronting man, I don't think he's weak. If you are a samurai who has won this far, you cannot be weak. But that's the same thing for myself. I won. I've come this far. One more step, I can finally stand on the starting line. I can line up.

"My sword is heavy."

"I guess so. Come on, it must be heavy. Well, can you carry me or not"

"Try it. I'll push my sword through."

"It's a good line. I admire you. I want to say it once. But I've decided to push me through only once, so now, as usual, I'll do it."

"The inclusive way of saying it sounds just like someone I know. I don't like it."

"You're ruining a good sound. The sound, the focus, is only on your shackles"

"Have a windy mouth."

The signal of the presiding Angelm sounds.

The battle betting on the top eight marks the beginning.

"Don't be smart!

Palomides advances in a sword-bearing setting. The confronting man, Orpheus, a blind spear, intercepts loosely.

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"... oh, is babysitting good?

"You're still tough, Nicolas. They would have left already. Looks like my struggle broke my mood considerably. Well, I figured it out to some extent during yesterday, so I guess you're saying we don't need to watch this later match."

"Come on, that's terrible. It's Alfred. I mean, you don't have to look at the battle that just started."

to Lamberto's words. Alfred clouds his words.

"Al is on Palomides' side, isn't he?

Ehlis and Alfred's gaze meet. That seemed like a very long time, and that's why it was obnoxious.

"Of course. He's strong. He's one of the top players in this tournament."

"Right, right? Good, if Al will say so."

"But you know what, Elise, next, it's the Eight Kings. It's not a winning area anymore because it's top notch. Too bad Palomides loses here"

"... no"

"Hey, not really, Mr. Alfred. Well, we don't know much about fighting, but we're friends in the same country. It's not too cold the way you put it. Palomides, I knew you were trying."

"Leonie, you're right. But Orpheus is a friend to me, too. We're both friends. We both know. So, I get it. Palomides remained the same. Orpheus has changed. I'm not saying it's necessarily a good thing to change."

The two cut together several times. Alfred looking at it with his eyes narrowed.

"Spoiling the status quo is not an effort"

"You think my brother's training is spoiled by the status quo?

My brother, Palom, ate and hung up on too many words.

"It's strong not to cheat on me and go straight, but that's not cheap enough for people to fight. Look, I was emptied again. It would be pointless if you didn't even take a heavy sword. But he hasn't made a move to make me take it. Against the attack, it only meshes with the opponent who will take it straight. If there was a difference in strength, the shortcomings could also be hidden. If it is a battle that bets pride, some people will not dare to poke there. But if it's life, how about it?

Palom wandered into Alfred's cohesive atmosphere. Something is different from ourselves. The smell of blood, the smell of iron, something - no.

"He has a purpose, too. And he, Orpheus, is good at finding that kind of thing. A flaw called blindness gave him a change, an evolution. A warrior should take a good look. For the inferior, his battle is very informative"

Palom's head is stroked, and Alfred sits next to the smile and Nicolas.

"Will you shield me and stop running away from Elise?

"... because I think they hated me from the women"

"I think he probably hates the men, too. And I'm a woman, too."

"But you like reason, don't you? Just like me."

"I don't like you right now."

"I'm shocked. I like you."

"You're telling that to all the girls."

"It's only for beautiful people. Appearance, Inside, Both,"

Arcadia momentum staring at Alfred with the eyes of a suspicious man who suddenly began to dictate. Few people are seriously watching the fight. Well, mostly because of Alfred stirring up the place. On top of that, he's the only one who hasn't looked away for a moment.

At the end of his eyes he was capturing their battle.

"Well, how perfect is Elise?"

"Of course you do, Leonie. Because she's my first love."

"... Wow, bold"

"hahahaha"

"Behind you, there's a woman with scary eyes."

"And two"

Corsair and Athena stood King Jen at the end of Leonie and Otilia's gaze.

"... now concentrate on the game! So far they look like each other. Neither of them have effective hits. Absolutely nothing. I mean, it's a downside. You know what I mean, brother. Your brother is not a man to look at."

"That the attack on my brother, who is going to make up his mind, is not effective?

"Look me in the eye and see. Who's sweating on your forehead? Which one of you is disturbed in your breathing? I see fatigue in just a little foot judgment. It's being moved. Of course, Palomides figured that out, and he's still running around trying not to let me through. Look for a breakthrough."

"... he's always straight. So I've won."

"Lamberto. That's only in the rocking cage called Arkas. That's only in a trial."

Alfred is smiling but not behind his eyes.

"That's not kindness, Orpheus"

Instead of pulling it out and eating it, he was just laying the impression that it was a slightly better battle and laying the offense only with the labor of shallowing the wound for you.

That's cruel, not kindness - does he know that?

You can't possibly understand it, but still, around pushing through, he was still an egoist and also had the strength to push kindness.

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(... don't stare at me like that. He's good. Except for the gaps that arise because they are too good and easy to read and lack the experience of life exchange)

power that would be considerably shredded if properly received. But to produce it, he was making up for his missing body parts by running his whole body. It is true that it is strong, but the gap created by the movement was too great for him to perceive with sound.

(Wasn't there anyone around to poke around it? Or was it still going straight, even if you were there? If so, it's stupid, but beautiful. I don't really want that temperament to be tainted by the reality of saying me -)

I can see his face from his breath. I'm sure he might be guessing.

Heavy swords, it is also a struggle to recieve, but if the movement is still so straight, there is no such thing as reading through the movement from the beginning. Recirculate, send, and attack with a spear to perform an attack.

Understanding the performance, nevertheless, straight forward.

"I have to fight him, I have to!

"... scorching obsession, sweet, uncut, all sorts of sounds mixed together - but lukewarm. sweet. With that sentiment, it doesn't reach him or anything"

"Keep your outfield quiet! This is between me and him!

"... the outfield is terrible. You are indeed blinded to him. [M] But that doesn't mean we're counting on your force. He doesn't want you to be the pillar, he doesn't want you to be the strongest, etc. That's because it's impossible."

"Don't worry about knowing my bottom!

A fierce palomides. An orpheus who sees it and smiles pitifully.

"Sure, great power. You deserve to bind a bunch of black steel. It's just time to end it. Your strength is weakness at the same time. No one is left weak. He and I got Shura for our lives!

Orpheus grins - distorted.

The spear orbit jumped. Palomides falls in while taking it at the cutting edge. It is an unbelievable track. Flying spears as if the eagle had flown.

"I fight for those I want to protect. Even if they don't want it, I want it! Beautiful, completed relationship. Pure, no need for a back table, no time for lies. I want to keep seeing it. That's all. Wow!

Innate blindness, and hence developed hearing, reveals every lie. I perceive distant and zero pussies, the sound of heartbeats when I lie, the finesse, the truth, the lies. They didn't have it. You don't have to lie. Because they had exposed everything, and they loved each other, including the dirty parts.

I crossed the world from that battle. It was in extreme conditions that the essence of a person was prone to emerge, so he took to the place of contention more than once. And know. trust that exists even in the extreme, the rarity of what is called love. He was a difficult man. They are.

"What are you saying?

"I'm the egoist."

Gentle, soft spear. On the tip of rolling that one piece of skin, he had madness.

Purity I thought was dangerous at first. That was another being and managed to stabilize. Supporting each other, boosting each other, and the conclusions they draw are to part. There was a path we had to take with each other. We had big dreams about each other.

They chose. Dream. Ideal. Someone else.

"Beautiful. Beautiful. But I deny it! Why should the beautiful give up for those who are not beautiful? We have to do everything! So I'll finish. Give him a stain, a defeat, a give up, and overlap the two paths. Dreams are over, beautiful, happy lifetimes -"

"Shut the fuck up!

Palomides waves his sword if we don't block the conversation. But...

"Oh, excuse me. Are you still there?

With a tremendous destructive thrust, Palomides is blown away. A flying spear and a force beyond the body body created by driving the whole body.

And it's even adding to the madness.

"Your beauty is due to a vibrant environment. It's a fake."

Orpheus swirls the spear.

"As he wishes, let me tell you the reality. Now it's time to make your choice."

The knight's eyes said it was over.