Tower of Karma

A black wolf protrudes his fangs in the pale atmosphere he also showed in the Orpheus, in the sky that represents his own fundamentals. Straight ahead, without any tricks, he picks up his sword and drives for Alfred ahead. Actions as declared.

Well, then...

"No use planting, but I didn't know you threw it all away"

Alfred was aiming for the moment when Fenris aimed at the sword with a shabby, small bow. With a refreshing smile, a pure and innocent look on your face, it makes the world unbelievable because what you're doing is a legal, critical way of fighting the rules.

"I didn't tell you, sure"

"Told you? He said he wasn't focused on how to win."

With a familiar hand, watch and release the arrow. In the meantime, less than a second. I just stared and let it go with little aim or anything.

Even that is fast enough for skilled archers to peel their eyes off, and on top of that, archers will escape barefoot because they are top notch in power and accuracy.

"Ha, can you even do a bow? I don't care more and more!

Arrows flying in at the perfect time, whether to pick up a sword or not. No matter how crushing the tip is, the iron rubble is approaching with propulsion.

It doesn't look like a good power to hit.

"... hello"

Fenris chose a straight path. I didn't give him the option of telling him not to pick it up. As the arrow advances, advances, and flies looms, there is no hesitation.

Everyone thought the wolf hit an arrow. I considered the choice to pick it up bad.

"Exactly, do it"

The moment he picks it up, he twists his body and twists it around without killing his speed. Incredible courage and mobility, what I believed were some samurai and my opponents themselves.

"Ugh!?

A second shot that had already been fired. Surprisingly, it's not the second shot. It is the third shot that followed there. Whether you pulled out the second shot or shot the third as you wish, anyway, the moment you reached Fenris, the two arrows were at the perfect time to hit by the speed difference.

"Oh my God!?

Noticed samurai get all hairy. The lightly unleashed arrow, the first shot, was also well worth the battle, but this hindsight can only be described as divine.

"Ha, you're in an unscrupulous position, and now you can't get involved, can you? It's not cute!

In the wolf's hand, the fangs returned. Well, then...

"I'm the strongest!

Just smash it. The moment two shots of power overlap, two swords that destroy even the power created by divinity. The crossing. A beautiful cross smashed the pale divine business.

"Double that in two is my realm, boy!

disease. In contrast, two shots, both, are struck down. At that point Alfred gave up interception with a bow. Throw any remaining arrow bundle as a blind eye to the fenris coming in. I don't even have to shake it off like a toy.

Welcome to my realm.

Alfred, who was packing the distance in his eyes. They were both enemies at zero distance, but Alfred, who was supposed to have the sword in his hand, was handless and penetrating for some reason. I sealed one hand with my shoulder and the other grabbed my wrist and sealed it.

And Alfred took the back collar and dared to throw.

"Ha ha! I don't know what it is, Oi!

"I'm glad you're dead as you are"

"Yes, I don't think so!

Fenris, who dances in the universe, leaves restraint with strength, knocks his kick into Alfred as he disfights, and eats it all by failing to "kick" him in time. Fenris falls out of his head, but he says, "No!" and support with one hand, landing lightly.

"Look, next. Next!

The throw that I finally caught using blindfolds in that speed range is underdeveloped. Alfred grabbed the sword that he wouldn't let me grab it next time. There is a lot to be done.

There's only one thing I can do.

"Hey, over here!

It accelerates around to the side that is infinitely close behind it. It was an incredible acceleration. I guess Alfred who reacted to that is still extraordinary. But the accelerated wolf's fangs crush and crush the line.

"I'm good at taking it."

But that blow can be taken without showing devastation.

"Yeah, you're right."

Fenris was a little surprised by the thinness of the response to the attack and laughed. My father and mercenaries had told me so much about octopuses in my ears, the White Knight's sword. The sword of darkness carried by the White Knight, who came back after his claustrophobic life in the North in a battle with Garias.

Swallow the light and sink into the darkness. Erase the strengths, erase the origin, deny the opponent's sword moves, and swallow. That sword, which consists of his unique understanding of the human body, cannot be understood by mere samurai, so we get ahead and ahead. A lot of them had to bend their knees sword moves.

That's right in front of you.

"Nah I see. Good for you, dude!

The sword I even dreamed of is in front of me, on the same horizon. There is a sword where my father did not arrive, where he could not even exchange his swords. This was a great opportunity.

"Thank you, give me a chance to prove it!

Obviously, after seeing that sword, Fenris' heat went up.

"... ugh!?

Running wolf. There was a fierce grin on its face.

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"That's all the other shore acquaintances. Amazingly accurate. There is no waste. Thoughts are ahead of time by reading through everything"

"Knowing the contents of the body, we therefore grasp the finer picture more quickly than anyone else, and we also read through the next movement from every part of the other person's movement. Exactly the perfect reception -"

"It was, right. The only miscalculation..."

The trio of friendly losers from the state line, Orpheus and Raul look down on the stage with pitiful eyes.

"" "The opponent was too strong" "

At the end of that gaze was the figure of a golden knight bending his knees.

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I was perfectly prepared. He trained his body to its limits and instilled all the knowledge he had gathered from all over the world, technology and experience.

No more as a samurai. No matter how, until we find something innovative ahead, we can't keep up with them that will grow even further.

That was something I knew. I should have known.

But why, why is it so teethy and heartburning? Even though I know it, my heart still wears out.

"You were right about that fucking father. Attack, attack, crush. Fast, strong, punch me in and I'll break it. Pass by and clap it out."

It's a joke tactic.

I guess my father braided this sword by summoning all his knowledge. That wolf showed the effort, obsession, sacrifice, and build-up only blown away by violence. Too unreasonable, too, an unsaved story. No matter how advanced the technology is, we just have to give in before one force. Before a stronger talent, if you blow obsession or something, you fly.

"So, you still got something? Hey, I still can't get a clap. Compared to Lionel, it's harsh, but I don't know. I've just killed him, and you're not that strong."

The plating of perfection begins to peel before the strength, glow, of the man who stands.

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"Hey, I knew it, but you're too strong for him"

Mira was distorting her face when she saw Alfred, who was still likely to lose before the desperate difference. The same look on Xena's face. It was a few steps stronger than the Fenris they knew. But when I hear it, Lamberto turns his gaze on them.

"No, but 'you guys' would be stronger if that was it. Besides, I hate to say it, but the Fenris guy hasn't gotten it all out yet. When you defeated Lionel, it wasn't real. It's stronger with vegetables and Lionel."

"Yeah, but Alfred didn't show it all either. A flash of brilliance that I showed in my first battle with that Eastern swordsman. He also has the skill to exceed his limits."

"Oh, yeah! We haven't lost yet!

"But Mira. Fenris can do the same thing, right? He said it was now."

"Oh, that's"

Mira stared at Alfred with worrying eyes. Already, at the limit, I managed to get him to hold it this far.

He lacked much more talent than they thought. All this time, I've come all the way to make up for what I'm missing, and I just didn't see it.

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"Dismissed if you lose?

"I guess so"

"Is that what you lose!

"... but that man, Fenris, is too strong"

"Simple spec difference, I don't think you're good at it, but who's strong without a small worker like that?"

As Cres and Bardovino and the others watch, they even weep at the sight of Athena and others as the Lord rises and continues his already resultant offense.

"What are you doing?

"Small hand check, is it? Regardless, as the princess already sees it, there is also a great opening in simple force, not a level difference that can be overshadowed by craftsmanship or skill '.

'If so, there will be one thing to do. Okay, aren't you cowering? Sure, more than knowing the sights after that, an area that most people are not prepared to enter. I understand that. But here and now, what's the point of being unusable? No way, if you're a national guard, you think you can take second place, etc.? Dimyart, answer me!

'I suppose you're the one who cowers... but this situation is also for me'

"There is no seat for the defeated, not in my country."

And the men of Eskendereiah are mighty. As a result, Atrocities guard Aswan Nasser was able to reign. Even a benefactor cannot forgive those who fail to show strength. Their thoughts don't matter. That's what I'm talking about. That's what I'm talking about.

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"Well, yeah, I can do that. Everyone is mistaken. Heaven if you win, hell if you lose? Then I'll be motivated. All spirits, let's do it! That's it. But it's the other way around. If you win, hell, if you lose, if you give up, heaven awaits you."

Black stars know. I've traveled a long time. Both the thought of the White King, and the golden vessel that was trying to crease it and carry on the path, had the opportunity to see, hear, ask, and know it all. I probably know his ordeal best, with the only exception and the dead. You have to stay away from your beloved. I was there at that breakup. Kill someone you admired like your grandfather, distance yourself from your beloved, and walk the path of solitude.

I work with bystanders, because my interests coincide, but I have never crossed that line. Because if I step over it, even if I give up my dreams, I'll want to protect that weak, delicate boy. Under the mask, because I know the responsibility to bear, the trembling at its weight, the cowardly boy.

"Who would want to live in such a cold place? Really, I don't know anything. I'm just an idiot. The fact that the White King has been searching for a successor for a long time, with no desire to let his real son inherit him, that he is helpless and weak anymore. The vessels, the desire for talented, self-replacing people, the search from the bottom of my heart to travel the world, the hopelessness that I couldn't find with you, everything!

The black star distorts his face by looking at what he calls the sheep.

He said the world hates it. God who created the incomplete world said he hated it. Never said I hated the incomplete, stupid, dumb sheep. But the black stars are not so tolerant or gentle. He hated it.

The weak who do not know the afflictions of the strong.

I just envy the strong ones, and the arrogance of never reaching out and trying to tell things greatly from the point of view of not even seeing anything. The shallowness of trying to strain down the mighty out of jealousy if there's a gap.

Everything, I hated.

"Give it up. Fenris was strong. You were weak. That's good. With just one back, you don't have to carry everything. There's also a way to live on four legs with that kid, supporting each other. It's definitely better that way. Hey, Alfred."

I won't let anyone deny it. No one has the right to push him.

It is always the right of the person to choose.

"I won't let anyone complain. The guy who says it's a boarded boat, I'll crush it."

So no more, don't push it. Black Star thinks so from the bottom of his heart.