Tower of Karma

"Hey Palomides, good job"

"... you're here to laugh"

"No way. It was a favorite battle. Tomorrow, it's easier."

"You think you can beat me?

"Of course."

Palomides grins bitterly. Strength that I can assure you can beat an opponent that I can't reach on my own right now. It's very difficult for me. Even the comparison is obnoxious.

I haven't been a competitor or anything since the beginning.

Because he didn't see himself as an enemy until the end.

"... you're strong, you are"

"Because you're stronger. Because, like you, I chose too. To take the right path. I threw away my days with my beloved. Away from the royal palace, a calm, small and full day."

"... are you outside of Ehlis"

"Yeah. I'm here."

"Do you have to let it go, your way and your way"

"Oh, yeah. The king must be lonely."

"... you say it softly"

"Because it's you. I will be king. And I want you to help me with that."

"Damn, is that the attitude of asking for something"

"It's obvious, right? To say that I will be king and protect Arcadia is to say that I will protect your place. So you and I are a community of destiny. I'll take care of the outside threats. You, keep an eye on the inside. I want to protect what I want, but I want to keep it. I'll do the show."

…………

"It's time for everyone to come. You should keep your chest up. [M] You haven't broken it yet, have you?

"... of course"

"I hope so."

That's what I'm gonna say and walk away, Alfred. Seeing that back, Palomides finally felt a peek inside of him.

The truth is, he didn't have so much to worry about on this side again, he just wanted to live the way he wanted to, though.

(... I guess I won't show you weak sounds)

Palomides felt only a little sympathy. The lack of talent makes him a reality, unlike himself, who couldn't keep up with his ideals in the end. I can keep walking my ideals. Most things, including myself, can't share that misfortune.

Is that - worse than anything else in a way? No one understands me, I can't rely on anyone, I keep standing alone with my personal thoughts.

Because I chose it, because I threw it away, I can understand how much that weight weighs.

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"Seriously, what's a Campeador?"

"Campeador is not a monster. Xena Sid Campeador is a monster. rolling, all I can say is,"

After finishing his own battle, Palomides sat lightly in the guest seat and watched the battle with everyone. Going forward, I was staring with Lambert that one day I would hit a wall more than I would continue to fight, and now I couldn't distract myself from trying to stay away.

"In addition to the longest height of the tournament right now, there's a lot of skilfulness in small soldiers."

"Proudly polished spear moves, huh? You're a samurai who combines everything."

"... just"

"Oh, I know what you're trying to say, buddy."

If she's the only one with a flaw...

"Xena's the strongest!

It was an age-appropriate head. Heaven gave her martial arts, but they didn't assign the sentence. I'm supposed to be older than Palomides and others, but I don't feel any years from words and deeds, and if I do poorly, the kids around there might talk more firmly.

"Well, this is a martial arts competition."

"Whoa, you're one of the winning candidates. No, it's too strong. And she's cute."

"Really?

"Yes, I am."

"Maybe so."

"Big tits, too."

"Oh, that's big"

"Palomides?"

"Huh!? And shit! You framed me, Lamberto!

The frozen gaze of Elise and the rest of the women pokes at Palomides. It was a lambert that laughed beside Palomides, who accidentally spilled the real thing, but it goes without saying that after noticing a gaze that poked him softly from behind, he similarly tumbled to recover it. It's a suicide bomber.

I have no choice. It's a boy.

"Oh, hon. So many samurai left here, naturally strong, but their opponents are too strong. Exactly a wall, right? Not very much, but I can't come up with a vision that beats me right now."

Palomides with a bitter laugh. Techniques are developed, physical abilities are top notch. It was she, Xena, who had all that was sought after roughly as a samurai.

Thoughts that sink as much as I think about how I can catch up.

"Probably what we needed was to meet a fucking high wall like this. It's hard to see you just being in Arkas. Well, there are monsters in the last generation, but I don't feel rushed to see them."

"Oh, you're right. I was gonna go to El Touré and see the world, but my friend was right. The second, third and most talented people from all over the country are hiding their true tops everywhere. If it's not a place like this, it's the only place you see it on the battlefield."

"Huh, tough, but well worth the climb."

"Just aim up. Simple and good"

Women looking at the two dressed up, with cold eyes.

"Are you trying to deceive me about something?

"... yeah"

"I'm not small, either, but, uh, I want you to stop."

…………

Ealis should gently put his hands on his own chest. Drop. The same goes for Otilia. Nicola - sighing, sneaking her hands on her chest, was dusk.

The grief of the unworthy is here.

"But there's still one left in Arcadia."

"Ugh, yeah! Mira, you're next."

"Me, a gatekeeper, but is Mira going to win?

Palomides and Lamberto's face clouds over Nicolas's inquiry.

"If you can do what you normally do..."

"I think you can win, though. But it's about time you cut it, isn't it?

"Oh, 'cause you're bored, she is"

Palomides and Lamberto both knew because Mira overlapped archaeology. that she is a murky bore. They were two with somewhat different strengths, but one in ten had won. The biggest reason for this was the mental downside, bored and dismotivated and out of tune.

"... there's nothing I can do about it."

"Yes, I'm fine. Mira must know too. Arcadia, it's the last star!

"... even expecting that hand patriotism from that child -"

"... it's okay"

(The lady must be distracted from her heart to see where she's been spared with vegetables)

(The bad part is that guy. Do I know)

(Most likely. Well, you'll fit nicely in there. That's him.)

(I guess)

Mira and her other opponent emerged on stage after a long break with confident offerings on their asses. The opponent is also an up-and-coming young warrior renowned for his strength. He was a powerful man who, when poorly done, surpassed Lamberto and Palomides.

"But good luck, Mira!

"Use your usual strength and you'll win!

"Focus anyway!

With a little backup...

"Fight, start!

The moment Angelm's hanging voice, the presiding judge, rushes out like a violet lightning bolt, paying his feet without letting his opponent do anything, stabbing his sword at the ground in such a motion as to flow down where he fell on his back. It was next to the opponent's neck, a thin piece of skin.

"There's a battle! Winner, Mira!

To the rolling sight, the audience cheered and gave praise.

But for the first time in that battle, I was more surprised than anyone.

"Awesome! Mira is super strong after all. I had no idea."

"... wow"

"Right. I knew, didn't I? Mira is the one who can do it."

Arcadia women, not...

"You're kidding me, that guy."

"On the contrary as usual, a few steps stronger than usual"

"Were you hiding it?

"I don't know. But there's still plenty to win next time."

"You mean Monster Xena vs. Monster Mira? It won't be stylish."

Under his eyes, he was Mira's figure, who decided to compete early and exited without giving the opponent a glimpse. Strength beyond gender differences, the two exceptions, will determine the female male at the top of the eight.

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Baldovino won the battle so flashy that his original character collapsed. Rionel stacks up victories exactly without any struggle to this point. These two duly won and named themselves the top eight.

The next mountain is not particularly surprising, and Skoll triumphs floating and advances the pawn to the top eight.

Finally, no one doubted Fenris' victory, and in fact he did, but only the way he won was controversial. An unprecedented way to win by kicking your opponent's foot as he progresses and throwing his opponent's hips off the grip.

All of a sudden, it was probably conscious of the man who did it.

"... totally tiny. You can't do it overnight."

I just tried to imitate the appearance without taking any interest in the person I confronted. This behavior against the remaining fierce to the top sixteen. It's too out of standard to make me laugh.

"It's just a bunch of bakemon."

"Really."

Eight left to stay.

At the height of its walls, the losers knew the difference again.

The difference to despair.