Tower of Karma

"Hmm, so the guy named Lionel won in due course."

"I'd say proper, but from what we've seen, Baldovino was much more dominant. My eyes turned black and white when I suddenly surrendered."

"You're talking about your eyes being rotten, right?

"This guy's got royal blood muscles wrong after all!? Everything you say is full of thorns!

"That's not true. And this is a lovely place."

Alfred's words stop when he is stared at.

"As it were, well followed by Fenris vs. Skoll"

"I wonder if that's all right. Even I can tell. There's no point in crushing each other in the same country, is there? There he adjusted cleverly and the prince Fenris won. No?"

"The results are correct. But the contents are off."

Alfred smiles naughty. When I saw it, Mira looked down. If my body moved, I would have slapped one or two of my heads.

"It was a death fight. No less than you guys."

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Fenris vs. Skol.

Only this battle had clear results from the beginning. Between the same countries, whoever thinks of it if the prince and general are present, there is only one result.

As naturally as possible, hold down as much wear as you can and put an end to it.

That's supposed to be...

"Huh!?

Skole bursts into Fenris with a sharp eye. Its acceleration power is that of the wolf. Now, if that's all there is to it, there is no reason for the wolf child not to.

The problem is that the sword has grown from somewhere else than in the direction of the intention to kill.

"Hey, what do you mean -"

To Fenris, who broke his posture to send it away, dared to kick with the empty momentum intact, and Fenris blew away at the power from above his arms but with great destructiveness.

"Nah."

"You can't beat Lionel."

"Aah!?

"I'm a Valhall general. If you weigh the face of a prince and the face of a nation, you'll know which one they won't tell you to pick. Hey, boy."

Falling zero out of thin eyes is a true color.

"I saw the battle earlier and I was sure. The material is up there. But now we have to even ask the means. Ah, I have winning eyes, too. It's still a developing vessel. Just like Your Highness."

"You're gonna blow it for a long time, Skol!

"It's for your country, boy."

Fenris storms at full speed all angry minds and minds. It is the fastest and strongest, the same way to fight as my father. Straight forward, I can't stop reading it.

That's the strength of wolves.

Let's just...

"So you can't beat Lionel, kid."

Unless the recipient is a wolf again.

A tremendous onslaught, Skoll slams them down precisely and unbeatably, even if they are in a tremendous speed range. Both incredible accuracy and speed.

This kind of artistry is impossible unless it's something that lives in the same speed range.

"Dude, Skol was so strong!?

"If that young man made a general of a country, and it was also after the world of war, it would certainly be special. And where the hell did that monster come from?"

Fast combat with the Xuan roaring. They are fighting in the unacceptable speed range of entry into the world, except for the chosen one. Orpheus beyond the limit would certainly be shoulder to shoulder. But they are there flat without exceeding.

Especially Skoll, who stood around steadily.

A small sword that shreds waste, is compact, and doesn't match a large body.

That's the path the other wolf found.

"Damn, that's what I always do, you skipper."

Wolf, the father of the wolves, laughed Kerakera. It's a character that doesn't want to go up on the surface stage and show off its corner talent, but the world doesn't let it go. Whether he wanted it or not, the man who was seated in the general if he realized it.

His biggest rating point is not Wu, but it is also because of this that he is highly regarded.

"You can't beat me if you squeeze into one. A double sword is simply more tricky. I respect your majesty, but only with regard to it has a question mark been floating around for a long time. That doesn't make sense."

If they are in the same speed range and forces are mutual, one can never beat two. And after beating and losing, I'm not even afraid of the second shot I hit with pulled.

"You can imitate me when I was a kid, but you're old enough. Why don't you just graduate from imitation? Hey, Fenris. What do you want to be?

Upper and lower bunk swords.

"Gu!?

A call to take the upper section with a sword and the lower section with a foot. Its eyes glance down at Fenris in cold blood. Such a thing, and his eyes said.

Keep it up, kick it to the horizontal giraffe with your remaining legs.

He says it's a mild kick, but Skoll's physique was somewhat bigger or older than Fenris's. One of the most moveable giants of the tournament. If it is also that kick, it is a destructive force that, if it is a regular opponent, could take life simply by kicking it lightly.

"Oh, my God."

"Do you want to beat your father, or do you want to beat the world your father lost"

"Shut up, Ye!

The atmosphere tingles. The wolf's eyes were congested.

Skol touched the biggest scale for him. Intentional or accidental?

"Where are you?

"You'll be here, but you're messed up!

I'll kill you. Wolves strip their fangs.

Black wolf swept the world by force. A pitch-black atmosphere worthy of its descendants. The whole body of the man was talking, smearing into my color.

"My path has been one thing since I was a kid. It's not a windy mouth. I beat them all, my way. Temeer, Lionel, Alfred, they're not my enemies. It's a prey! It's only a stepping stone for me to eat and prove it!

I'm the strongest.

"Sorry to interrupt, Skol!

I'm right. He has lived to prove it.

"... right. Then I don't feel comfortable either. It's rude only today, I'll show you how good the year is, Fenrisch!

Two wolves bark. The roar rocks all heaven.

Overwhelmed all the venues and the wolves met in full spirits.

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. Especially at first, Skoll prevailed. I knew he had strength for stepping on the number of places. Even in this age of the Pacific, there are constant troubles. Me and Orpheus got some experience by sticking their necks in it, too, but he said it's his job. "

"Well, I can tell you're strong. If it's just talent, it's not much different from a prince."

"That's a lot of hard work. All of a sudden, imitating the way Baldovino fought, the kick with all his might from the feint was flashy. Oh, I mean it. Everyone in the audience understood. Because even the person I received seemed a little surprised."

"You look like sweetheart, that guy"

"That's just how I behave. He is also a prince of one country. I've been thinking about my country for a long time, more than I have. Seriously, he crushed with gratitude, taking the scowl he fought with even letting go of his killing spirit. It was so cold."

Mira laughed when she saw the tenacity sticking to Alfred's appearance about to peel off.

"So you expect them to crush each other?

"No way. I'm going to make it taste good where it's elevated."

With a bitter grin at being cared for, Alfred turns to the beginning. First of all, tomorrow's game, we fight those who win, we win. This is an absolute condition. You can't be perfect if you do this on your own path.

Because only the apex is honored by the people as a hero.

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"Fenris, you didn't come"

"I wonder if they hated me."

Hattie and Skoll were having a little bit of booze at the pub at the end of the day.

"Did you mean it"

"Of course. If he doesn't get stronger, I'll have to take his place. It's a hassle, but it's not a symbol. It's a different country."

"There is a sign called the strongest, His Majesty Wolfe, and the Queen is in charge of practice"

"From here on out, he's the sign, and we're the wheels. Carry the country around both wheels"

"Are you okay with that?

"I didn't mean to take it under the sky with my arm. Neither does your mum, I don't want that. That's why I was annoyed to study. When I thought about the body he gave me and the way I could learn and live, did I feel that the path to take was decided?"

Skoll's face was clear. If Fenris were a vessel to the point of losing to himself, he would have replaced it, but he suffered a brilliant defeat. Shapes showing off the differences in vessels. I'm never saying my mother's blood is inferior, but just a little bit Fenris had thicker father's blood, I think Skoll would have decided to say that.

"If you have no remorse, that's fine."

"I'd be lying if I told you I had no remorse. But I lost out, so there's no excuse. Eat well and connect me to the next one."

"Lionel Girarde, you're a mighty enemy."

"I lost because I didn't want to deal with him"

"That's so lame."

"Hey."

Skol and Hattie pour booze into each other's cups.

"To our representative."

"Into the future of Valhall"

Hit the cup and pour the liquor. And then there's the battle over which delegate is superior. It is, in a way, the greatest, the proxy war between Garias and Valhall.