Tower of Karma

"Hey, son."

"... Fucking Dad"

Fenris was lightly sipping the liquor he noticed alone in a tavern where they seemed to be unable to get in because it was somehow hard on Skol and his face.

For some reason, Wolfe, his father, showed up there.

After hanging out with a bunch of people around the area while holding my son, I rent out a liquor store to create a space for two.

It is the completion of the most uncomfortable space for Fenris.

"Yeah."

"Occasionally. I want a drink with my son. Also know how my father feels...... son!

"Oh, you forgot my name now. Hey!

"Ha ha, that's not true, son. So, what do you want to drink?

"Stupid or damned father! I have the biggest tomorrow. If you want to drink, you'll hear it tomorrow!

You don't have my son built like that.

"I'm talking about sentiment!

"Father, booze! Whatever's tough."

"If you're interested, don't start talking!

Fenris' scratch is nothing. To Wolfe, who drinks to be alone, Fenris recognised once again that he was no longer his father.

"You didn't drink with the Skoles?

"... nothing"

"Oh, my God, you were stubborn a while ago."

"Chicken, you mess! Well, it's been a good experience for me, and I appreciate it, but I care that if you come all the way and take it to the loser, you'll still have a little lump."

"I see. You're such an idiot."

"Shut up, shimmy fucking dad!

"Skol, he, your brother. I've known that for a long time, and so have my mothers. I've known him since the beginning."

"... ha?

"I used to go to the store at night to keep it from my mother. So when I hustled because the blonde's throat hit me, they hunted me the other way around. That's how..."

"Hey, come on. Stop joking!

"I've been careful with the last line, but I couldn't help but be disappointed and restrained with my legs.... She seemed like a good woman with high vitality. It was a rare hit day. I remember it very well."

"... kidding, what is it?

"You think I'm gonna tell you a joke? If my mother found out about this, she'd be pissed off."

"... Bullshit, Temeye! I don't care how far you betray my mothers!

"You're not listening well, son. I love those two. Nika is the best woman. But when you get tied up, you still mean your body wants freedom... you know what I mean my son!?

"You know what I mean, bokeh!

"Well, I reflected on that area, too. My mother scolded me after I discovered it."

"... I'll kill you one day"

"For now, Skole's a belly-up brother. So, here's the problem. Which one do you think is more highly regarded, him or you, as things stand? Me, my mother, anyone in Valhall would be fine."

Fenris loses his word to a question that pokes him in the heart.

"As its silence suggests, it's Skol. Your arm is better than yours, and it hasn't been proven yet, and the ratings around you won't shake. You know why?

"... he's a knock up, he's got experience"

"Yes, incorrect. The answer is simple. He has a proven track record. You don't understand what he's been praised for and made a master of the land, do you? I never thought I'd ask."

"... Valhall is a mercenary country. If I had as much arm as that guy."

"Yes off. If the strength is to be used as the evaluation axis, Ulysses is set there. Armpit adds only value, and his strength is his discipline, which can be placed in place with people's eyes and materials."

"That's the strength of Skoll?

"You'd be surprised, right? But, you know, that's what I hate about him again. Well, then. Valhall is a mercenary country, often based on strength. That's how he got his eye on it at first, too. Gradually, it looked relaxed and well guided, accommodating and flexible, while doing field work neatly to increase its presence. Not surprisingly, Hattie, on the contrary, stood somewhat on her arm, but the crime scene was no good, so she was at once devalued. He was much stubborner and less accommodating than he is now."

"I'm more surprised Hattie didn't make it."

"Right? Well, scowl, if you stand up there for a second, I don't know if it's for your ease, but I'm gonna find a guy who can do well and put him in there. He enjoys himself, works in the right place around him, and gets more efficient. So, you know our mother's character, right? I mention to 'up there' that I won't make it easier for the guy who can, and every time I make it easier, I change it efficiently. If you notice, there's a lot of people left. And as a result, it was Dawn End."

"... I didn't know"

"It's a story that only some upper management will know. I guess it just seemed like an unusually early daylight light to the people around me. But my men like me. That makes me work where it suits me, and I don't get annoyed. That's important, too. What do you think he did when his men failed? Taking full responsibility for it, he bowed his head to the point where his opponent retreated to each of the places concerned. Let them do as they please and take responsibility for it clearly. You're a good superior, aren't you?

…………

"If you realize it, you're a big born, Mr. Skole. Next thing I know, he pulled Hattie up to his right arm at once. While he was born, he kept smoking downstairs. The rebellion was awesome. Hattie was told from the crime scene to being an idiot. But from there, as you know, he became an indispensable member of the military. There was no right person for him on the desk. I hear you threw Skoll. Throw the job like a ghost and Hattie turns it like a ghost. Fighting every day, they changed their organization at an accelerating rate"

"... did you also put it in Hattie's hands only of your men"

"It was Hattie who did it, that's what he said. Running up to the point where Hattie lived and fitting the best ingredients in there is his biggest rating if I tell you so. Besides, Hattie had a lot of flexibility when she saw how Skoll was shaking himself."

"So Skol 'was' the master of the land, not Hattie"

"Even if someone pushes Hattie, he won't shake his head vertically. Even when you pulled it out, if Skoll hadn't told you to go, he wouldn't have moved even Teko. But, you know, there was an exchange behind something, Hattie got to you. Maybe Hattie found out about your relationship there. I've never checked with him. I feel like I'm guessing. It doesn't matter. Problem is, Skoll stands out, but he's good anyway."

"On top of that, isn't it a big difference in pedigree?"

"Once Nika is a queen, she's just a mercenary from the majority of Valhall, the people of San Baltic. That princess, she's not as popular as the other mother. Based on your track record, if you want Skoll to stand up, you should have that many horns, one way to put it."

"... so what is it?"

"You already know that. That's all a brilliant guy got here without using a card. He came all the way over here and lost. Does he still have a lump? Don't make me laugh, Aoyagi. If you want to win, he's making the soil to win. Think about what it means not to win."

…………

"Yesterday, he came to see us. He looks strange, so I thought he was finally going to be ambitious."

'I will fight with all my might tomorrow, believing His Highness Fenris will get over it. If we don't even set ourselves on foot, there's no way forward. Why don't you shut up and watch tomorrow for us Valhall to win?'

"What if Fenris can't make it to the stepping stone?

"At that time, I will fight with all my might as a delegate"

"And then what?

'I'll go back to my country and work out His Highness with Hattie. What, it's okay. I believe in the strength of His Highness, the size of the vessel. His Royal Highness will necessarily win and bear the strongest sign. With His Highness the strongest as his head, our wheels turn the best. I am convinced that it is the trajectory of Valhall glory'

…………

"I don't mean to sound great, but reward the letter. I couldn't do that. From here on out, if you want to win the times, be it you who keep responding to their trust. If they want the strongest sign, take charge, carry them, put your chest up and work them."

Wolff was drinking all at once.

"I couldn't. You... what do you do?

Fenris drinks silently.

After so much momentum from the edge of his mouth that he drank it all at once, the flames in his eyes clearly outweighed the calories of the liquor and were still about to overflow.