Tower of Karma

The White Wings play is over, and Mira's turn comes around.

"I lost my mind about something. I'm going to beat Tetsu."

"... Xena's strong."

"I'm stronger."

"... yeah, you are. Mira's strong, too."

"Yeah, well, you're supposed to yoke me."

Mira walking out, saying so, did not look at Alfred. I don't even have to make eye contact. The voice color, for a little while, tells me what he thinks.

Alfred thinks that when he loses, he can't win. And that, I'm sure, is true. The opponent is a young and rare genius who became the symbol of a nation's General, Wu. I'm going to be a genius myself, but still I won't be enough to carry the country. I don't even want to carry it.

From her point of view, what do I look mild to?

"Oh, but - I thought you were a bit of an overwhelming genius. The world is wide."

I wasn't tied to anything. I thought that lightness was strength.

But throughout this tournament she found out. Even those who are less talented than themselves become things that far away if they carry them. If, then, when someone with a talent comparable to himself carries it in the same way, he or she is still not able to win.

But she also had the only load she had imposed on herself. It's a load that won't even let me carry it now, but at the end of the day, I'm sorry if you have to give me about the souvenirs. Above all, I don't want to be forgotten. Just a little bit, I want to carve it in.

Because from now on, I want people who never overlap with themselves living at the bottom of the line to remember.

(... while I'm, you know, feminine)

The stage was narrow and the troupe was running around earlier, but now it's not good.

Only one, reigning is a giant female jewel. Of course the presiding judge and the vice presiding judge, they're both up on stage, but I don't see where they are.

If this is the battlefield, I guess they are not 'real', at least as warriors. I can't help but diminish the shadow than 'real' stands where it is.

(... because this is the last one)

Mira pulled out her sword. Girl Jie, Xena also sets up a spear.

(Damn, you're brain-fed all the time. You put pressure on me a little bit ago.)

There was no loosening whatsoever in Zena's appearance. She admits Mira. The troublesome thing is, the only possibility I have of putting it in doesn't even allow me the way I've been. Genius without alarm or chronic mind. The weight she feels on her shivers and shoulders is probably the weight of the thing she carries.

A general who bears the state. The look of Campeador.

(Get started. If you don't move, you're gonna crumble!

That pressure is not the ratio of twitching to each other until now.

"- Game, start!

I didn't hear what you were saying. Still, the moment I thought I started, Mira rammed into Xena at full speed. The opponent is much longer than a normal man and has a long score. If you don't miss winning, losing, you won't be a battle in the first place.

"Sick!

That was the right answer. The best thing to think about when everyone makes an 'that' offense. And that's why...

"Hiu."

That airspace is absolute.

A compact poke that doesn't match its body. The first shot has just won so far, Genius Mira, to cut it off and dodge it, but the second shot from the quick handler is inevitable. I have to take it, and I'm forced to retreat. Even the fastest I can get myself out, I can't break through.

On the contrary, if you've earned the distance...

"Blah!

The combination of poking, twisting, paying, and poking exactly what we don't like about this one comes down from the unreachable. The enemy's main circle is too far away to feel the distance of being packed loosely, as usual.

"... Phew!

The habit, the opponent is highly mobile. Keep accurate distance, whether Mira tries to pack the distance or not, as she pushes Mira away from the unreachable range. There's no room for the sword to reach, and I won't let the spear escape to an unreachable distance. Too hard hand response.

She's not sweet at the real battlefield.

"Ko, wo!

The sweetness was disappearing.

At the very least, with walls on all sides, we can use the interests of the land to bring it into battle, but this is a flat stage with no shields. Mira's strength, her free and spontaneous movement, cannot be used in the first place.

"Anger!

I can't force myself to open it and pack the distance.

"You're strong, Mira."

Calmly, without hesitation, he is thrust away with a fierce response while at a distance. You don't fight me where Mira can win. Never break my advantage. She moves flatly toward winning, even if she bends the pleasure.

"... you, that fight, fun?

"Because I'm a Campeador. It's not about fun or war, Mira."

Even one name has changed. I changed it because I have an alarming opponent named Mira. She also laid the utmost vigilance on Mira, who had a different talent than herself. We can't take one away from you.

And this is a place where neither escape nor rearrangement is allowed.

Be a ghost if you are. I'm Campeador. Because he is a samurai who bears the nation.

(Damn, shaking doesn't even work)

I got a hunch. Xena Sid Campeador is stronger than herself.

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"Tough."

"Oh, it's too harsh. There's no play at all."

"Hmm, it's hard to pull it out at speed. Three hands, if Ling is in that air-conditioned zone, it won't even reach his throat. Simple speed and strength, compact moves, spears that make the most of your strengths. It's an idea not to play too much, but it can be too much trouble for them."

Palomides and Lamberto, and the trio of the State Structure. A national outline that doesn't even show you how to get away from the two of them, who said they were unsurprisingly uninterested as to whether the wavelengths fit.

"Good luck, Mira!

"What happened to your usual prestige?! Arcadia, show him your soul!

"Les, Leonie. I'm a little out of stuff."

"You have no elegance or nasty at the battlefield! See, Otilia stands up for you, too! I can't believe the men analyzed it! Backup now! And the Gentiles there. Look, I'll lend you the flag!

"Uh, no, I'm that"

"A man doesn't say four or five!

"Oh, my goodness!

A national framework to support an unfriendly opponent with an exotic flag for some reason. Pressed by Leonie's sword curtain, even Nicolas, who sat tight, had no heartfelt support for "hang in there".

"Hey, something's frightening Leonie."

"Hey, why? What set that festival woman on fire!?

Leonie glances at Lambert, who has raised a slight question.

"That kid is the only representative left in Arcadia! Well, that was a little distance from us, but I'm trying. I was working very hard. Don't leave that kid alone! We're here for you. That's it."

Leonie, just a little, clogged the words. Swallow the last word, and self-loathing again. I've always been at a distance from her. When 'he' was obsessed with her, it was herself, the leader of the women, who directed the group that way. He was young and jealous. Sometimes thoughts I can't give up smoking in weird directions and doing things like hitting on her. wretched youthfulness.

I don't know if it feels good to be called out to me like that. Honestly, I may not leave the realm of self-satisfaction. Still...

My heart screams that it would be different not to do anything. What you can do to yourself, helpless, cowardly, is speak up. Then let's do it. Until one day, when I can apologize for those days face to face - now, it's still hard.

Because I remembered it in the atmosphere earlier.

It was closed, thoughts. I can't reach you, have a first love.

At least because she's special to 'him', unlike herself. Better than Ellis or Nicola, who gave up that if they did poorly, they would never win.

"Good luck, Mira!

Leonie's best cry. That's all I've got now, but someday...

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(... I'm so ashamed to back you up. He said he's going crazy.)

The feeling was that no fine dust had arrived either. What she did in the first place was normal for Mira from the bottom line, and she has no forgiveness, no grudges or other shards with her.

So even if you're desperate, there's no verse that comes to mind, and you look bored with embarrassment. Stop if you're close, I could have poked you.

Just a little, just a little, lonely, I felt missed. A girl named Mira is not as honest as putting it on the table.

(Focus! Finally, I did my best to escape and take a breath)

Xena's health is not inexhaustible either. I'm not even stupid enough to keep chasing after you without profit. I guess it was the same over there wanting to get my breath ready. In the end, it doesn't have a calculation for dropping the Xena that is difficult to attack. The advantage was always with Xena.

(Damn that brain-footed big tits bitch. Seriously, there are no gaps. I'm losing my ability to do it in earnest. When you're breathing, you probably won't rest until you settle this time. Yeah, nothing floats anymore. I was so weak)

Little was encountered in Arkas, such as a case inferior to talent. I thought it was Kyle and Gilberto who couldn't win, and then something like Claude. Besides, I never thought it was inferior, except Kyle, if only in terms of basic specs.

I even felt like I could win one day.

But not the monster in front of you. Almost reciprocal strength with oneself commensurate with one's body, out-of-digit reach, exceptional technology, maneuverability like a small soldier. The only thing you can win is mobility. Even that level is almost close to each other. Not enough to fill other elements.

(Not me, no more -)

For a moment, it was my weakness that I searched for.

Was it bad luck or luck that I found it?

"... ha?

Instant encounter, instant eye contact. I conveyed what I wanted to say.

"Ha!?

Well done. Good day. I'm all right now. I had a positive gaze. You don't have to win, so don't worry. Isn't that - the same as a decision? It's like saying you don't need me to protect you anymore.

"Are you kidding me!

Mira screamed. With a surprising amount of voice Xena was breathing.

"Don't even know people's minds, face anything like you figured it out, you don't know one thing! You always do! I know if you take strength from me, there's nothing left, so I'm relieved to see you're out of hand and concerned about this one. I know. All this time, it was cozy, and I didn't tell you because I thought it would break if I pointed it out!

Mira steps on the ground as much as she wants.

"I'm from the bottom line, I have nothing but strength, I'm stupid, and I'm not cuter at all than Ealis. This is the last time. Al's, what can help? Because I can't imagine beyond that, because it doesn't help. So, for the last time, at least..."

Screaming, penetration at the fastest. Faster, sicker.

"I am ah!

Its speed - is crushed by a wall called Xena.

"Ah, ha."

Blowing Mira. Super-range spears looming. He turned his attention to Airhardt, presided over by Angelm, a deputy judge. That's settled, he said. Let's call it a punishment.

"Let me alone, because that's all I have."

fading consciousness. The impending strong. No more...