Tower of Karma

Even a fairly large road becomes idle if it is also a winter aristocratic city. It's the minimum you need to get out there, and with the exception of a crowded morning in a work relationship and a night that doesn't go home and gets crowded by socializing, there are few people on the street like the carriage is running on right now.

In the carriage running at such times, it was Alfred who was relaxing. It looks at the reports submitted by each side and considers the next hand. I can't waste it temporarily, I got a glimpse of an obsession saying that from his gesture.

"Your Highness, we will arrive in about enough time"

"Yeah. By the way, is the road clear?

"Yes, it's very comfortable for you."

"Oh well. That's good."

Alfred talks appropriately as he looks through the paperwork.

"By the way, Your Highness, why didn't you put the guard on at this time of year?

"Hmm? It's just a little outing."

"Ho, a little outing, is it? That's why Lady Cres and Lady Baldovino went to the squad as planned, too. Under all these noisy circumstances, you feel much more comfortable."

"Not enough to be nervous. By the way, can I ask you one thing?

"Something?

"How is the usual man?

"Come on, it's something I don't know."

"Oh well."

"Since when have you noticed?

"From the beginning. I've had good memory for a long time. Not as good as now, though."

"And were you able to accompany me? I see, as you rumored, he painted arrogance."

"I'm going to try to be humble."

"If so, how is it difficult?"

The carriage accelerated rapidly. I'm guessing your man whipped it in as much as he wanted. The way it rocks in the carriage is unusual.

The paperwork is scattered all over the universe, and Alfred can't sit properly again.

"Because it's your job. Excuse me."

Both sides of the carriage, linear through the windows - stone. Released from the stone bow, they collide at a tremendous rate, as they aimed, and fine fragments burst in the carriage. Alfred had minimized the damage with his cane and cape.

However, the movement has been consolidated.

(...... do you want to go this far)

The horse's terminator, at the stage it reaches his ear, a large amount of debris is already approaching from the front, and a few of them, bloodwet, are punched in towards Alfred. It's not as streak, destructive, and roughly all firepower directed at just one individual as the carriage disintegrates.

Excessive marks of destruction, Alfred crawling out of there injuring his hand but not seeing any serious wounds. Still, I didn't expect a servant, Alfred, to use such weapons downtown.

Everyone turns a taka wondering if the precision is about bows, swords, or spears.

Although the raid itself is within the assumption.

"Well, you don't want me and Bernbach getting together that far."

"I don't know what to do with my client. Because it's just us, a clumsy freelance killer. We're out of time, Mr. Alexis."

Swallow tail man to take off his hat and thank him. I didn't even think about it because of what I did, what I stood for, or the atmosphere, but the man was once the man who was the guardian of Marlten in Nederks. He was gone at some point, but I didn't expect him to be saddled and stood up in a place like this, which is really clever and superb with people's edges.

"A scepter of planting. Hmm, so you distracted the rubble? Brilliant. Brilliant."

Calmly identify the situation and then there is no way to move. The surrounding companions create the same atmosphere. Pro in pro. Alfred has also encountered only enough on his journey to count, a group of true, dark powerful men.

"Lady Claudia is also around. I was ready for you guys."

"It's overrated, Your Highness. Olumpia's champion, generation's strongest before us and other garbage scum alike. Until I got a little bit worked up by a bug."

"If you don't think you have a chance of winning, I want you to clear the way."

"Well, there's something about garbage that says how to fight garbage"

"... there you go. Is Ivan and the Black Stars suppressed when they see where they don't come out in this situation? No, a big one is what I wanted."

"About what?"

You know it and you're stuck, you really don't, and you can't even read anything from this guy's face.

Something wearing the skin of a colorless demon, someone who kills people unintentionally.

They move by their logic. A real dark dweller unlike the Black Star.

"Shall we come?"

No sound, no sign shards, no preliminary motion and the man throws a knife.

"Damn, I'm in a hurry."

Alfred also fingered the copper coin from the wipes he had on his hips.

A knife and a copper coin collided in the air.

Sparks dance.

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"Oicola, why are you on your side?"

"Don't you see what it means for me to stand before you like this?"

"... I'm asking because I can't think of anything, White Dragon!

"I seem to have put my arms back somewhat, but my childishness hasn't disappeared, Black Star"

Black Star and White Dragon, the Alfred and William factions should have been moving along a common script behind them.

Being pawns of darkness, they should only cooperate and have no reason to be hostile.

"Damn, I don't know what that means, but he's not all right either. Let's just push through."

"You must defeat me if you are to move on."

Besides, 'it' is impossible, White Dragon says.

"Ha, how long have you been seniors? I'm stronger than you are now!

"Fool."

"Oh bother!

Fresh and soft forces collide unwittingly.

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"Happy Birthday, Big Aunt"

"Beautiful bundle of flowers, thank you Dorothee. What should I give you for your birthday?"

"Uh, and I want cute clothes"

"You shouldn't, Dorothee. Don't spoil your sister too much."

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Grandma Kanbo's on the board."

"Your sister Teresia is older than your grandmother."

"... don't I look younger?

"... I don't care what I look like because I'm happier with my grandchildren"

"Hehe, I'm glad you're well, too. Stay healthy with your family."

"... Yes, my sister Teresia"

The two Bernbach twelve sisters who spent that dark period with the monster laugh quietly. Back then, I didn't expect a day ahead where my family could laugh like this. In the days of hell, I would not have thought with her that such happy days would await me until I had left the house accepting a political marriage to wear out and flee.

Blessed are many children, his eldest brother firmly inherits the trace, and his grandchildren grow up adorably and quickly. Tellegia is as happy as I am when she sees it.

"Happy Birthday, Big Auntie"

"Oh boy, you're here. Most importantly, Ernesta and Emanuel"

"Please raise your face. In this house, I'm Teresia, your sister, Ten Girls' Ernesta. What's the point of a name you just got for mercy?"

"... instead of the position you got in that pity is shaking right now?

Ernesta is stuck with words in Tellegia's sharp gaze.

But in the meantime Emanuel stepped in and hugged Teresia, her aunt, with a slightly sorry face.

"I'm sorry I took it personally. But, Alfred, your brother's an amazing man, so I'm sure he'll be fine. You don't have to worry. This house will never shake."

"... you're a smart kid, but you get a glimpse of danger from time to time. I wonder who he looks like."

"I wonder if it's Grandpa?

All the sisters but Telagia react pickly to that statement.

"No, I'm not like your father. Because you're smart and strong."

"... it 's-"

A loud noise rang as Emanuel tried to listen back.

And then he showed up...

"I've heard you can eat free rice. It's Claude. Oh, happy birthday. So, the mesh..."

Beautiful flying kicks of Beatrice and Marianne's binta burst at the same time. A samurai who was a glaring claude, but there is a general and a samurai. Rise and shine and start searching for rice. Why does it look a few steps dumber than usual?

"Wow, I didn't call you! Bear and Mary are the only ones I've called."

Marianne's imperative defense. I didn't like being seen as the one who called this fool so much. And that's the same thing with the person I called.

"Oh, Gabriele, where are you trying to go?

Eleven women, the sister of frightening Teresia. The killer was her. The reason is that I was in a hurry to get married. The biggest miscalculation was the presence of Kress and Bardovino, and Claude, who had participated in the simulated battle in advance and were at the extreme of exhaustion, in vegetables.

"Damn it! Those are ghosts. Ghosts. Seriously, you can't win. You never win. What's going on?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

"Though I don't think Temeer has ever won anything like that!

"Heh, heh... because they're too strong"

Two slowly depressing martial artists. He was pitifully made a difference by taking part in several mock fights to adore new recruits who suddenly appeared, but were forced to lose without a hand or a leg. Regardless of individual force, their strength as generals was their great defeat.

"It's booze, booze! Bring it to me, sir!

"Stupid Claude! Come on, man!

Claude finally grew up with the beating of Mary, my sister's share. He was carrying the same pain as Beatrice, who was soggy in the corner.

"Wow, you're close to Lord Claude, Aunt Marianne."

"We're not close! I don't know any fools like this."

"But he said he was close enough to fight..."

"I won't tell you. And Emanuel, stay away. If we get close, the fool will move."

"Uh."

"Uh, no."

Marianne keeps Emanuel away, who has come close to keeping her precious nephew away from fools. The smiling Theresia and angry minded Wilhelmina that tickles at the look of it, the current Lord Marquis Bernbach, who suppresses it, looked troubled.

"Brother Alfred, it's too late. Is something wrong?

To Emanuel's remarks, the soothing air becomes a change, a pressing air.

"Oh, what's wrong with Alfred?

"Your Highness, at least follow me."

"No, but, Alfred, from Bernbach, is that it? Is something wrong? My misperception?

"Shut up because I'll teach you."

"Is he walking alone without Mr. Cres or Mr. Baldovino? That's very dangerous."

"... samurai, etc. who can beat Alfred now-"

"Are you an idiot? If you and I are going to win or lose by force, we're not going to lose like this to those two. They say there's a group way of doing things."

"Oh, I'd love for you to call me an idiot, but you're absolutely right."

"Chi and stinky. Hey, Marianne, tell me how it went. As I can see."

"Don't place a difficult order, fool"

When you look at Claude's expression as you ask him how it went, you see the disturbing signs.