Tower of Karma

Alfred looked at the red sky like blood with a sad grin. I cut a bill I don't want to use. Because that's the shortest.

That's why self-loathing.

"Even you have things to shake about right now."

Alfred breaks up with the voice from behind.

"Oh, right. I said terrible things while I was there. I tried to dig back into the past, steam back, and threaten to help myself."

"Still going?

'Cause I cut bills I don't even want to cut for it.'

When Alfred looked back, there were two bitter orphs there and Raul leaning against the wall. They are collaborators, those who had spoken up in advance in preparation for the battle that would begin with this.

"Bernbach is the bait. Sprinkling bait to kill the assassins who have devoured them and sweep away the power of their enemies. I'll use them all to the bone marrow."

A grieving, yet best-moving figure.

"Ruthless."

"Oh. Because time is finite. Don't miss the season."

Alfred walks out again wearing the king's mask.

Take the two collaborators with you.

Countless white blades brilliant in the dark night.

The flashes intersect multiple times, and each time the blood dances.

"Even blind spots are within range for me."

A white blade paints a circle, ending the assassin who was hiding in the shadows.

"Come on, let's keep hunting"

The warrior chief of a great power runs the dark night.

"Hey, hey, aren't you just a mutton fish?"

"You don't know what to call it. I'm not the one who spoke."

"You idiot! That's the General of the Land, I'm busy!

"You may be a prince."

"I'm free because of Temeer and the other bosses. Tell the boss. I wish I could just let you leave the port. I can't help but be free."

The black wolf runs around even though he's not called.

The strongest pawn to protect our home in Bernbach. The strongest character I've ever appeared even though I haven't called you. It was a nightmarish event for the hostile forces.

"Where is the assassin?"

The assassin's neck jumps without sound.

"No, I got a neck, and here it goes with re-employment."

The man in the swallow tail suit floats his sales smile.

"I am an assassin, thank you"

Sink the darkness with blood at night.

An invisible blow rips through the dark night and flies in.

"Where!?

"Archers, everywhere."

No one would even be able to imagine. He said that precise and unparalleled arrows have been fired from further afield than the maximum range marked by the White Knight, etc.

"Instead of Mr. Lionel, who's busy, I'm here. You were right about Gone. Turns out it's funny in action. There's no place to open up."

Jade hair, peeking from under it is the hunter's eye.

"Come on, Garias, it's a real battle launch for the new composite bow Keraunos. Technology is stronger in the back chase. In any field, huh? Arcadia will soon worship the dust of Garias. No, we will."

Another genius, Orion de Kiteriol, who prides himself on his best talent, proper effort, and new weapons in his hands, dominates.

Invisible and inescapable, lightning pours down more than the other side.

I used to make sacrifices to win.

I lay many sins to move the scenario forward.

The necessary sacrifices, the necessary steps, the growing dissatisfaction with the present king each time.

Swirling at Arcas, emotions. Only one man now had complete control.

Both the table and the back are on the palms of young heroes.

"Bad."

When it comes to warm winters or early winter mornings, most shops remain closed. Something is wrong with this stall, which is open for some reason. It tastes bad too. But there is a quantity.

"How long does it last, with this flavor?"

"... the guests who say that often come through. You loved things."

"Goddamn it, don't give customers the stuff they like."

The red-haired man takes a seat wearing a clown mask. The counter where the plates of stew were placed had bills lined up perfectly.

"Don't you need a replacement?

"I don't need it. It was originally a snack. I don't even need to keep it anymore."

"On your left."

"You interrupted me, Admiral. I pray not to be crushed."

"Then let's hope you're not too happy on your way."

"Big favor."

"It's up to each other."

"Must be."

It was a strange shop. The nutritional value needed to grow, the power needed to make the leap, was stored here. Inexpensive, quantitative, just pretty bad.

I also think it was a big mistake to apply pain to the good medicine mouth, but it was only with this store that the poor body could still get here.

"Master."

"Oh, master."

The guests quietly nestled through the shop.

Never again will I span this shop's lair.

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As a result of the redevelopment, no shadow or shape remains of the scenery back then. In the first place, there was just one more place. Even before that, before the unexplained fire broke out, there was an imported bookstore at the corner of this road where book lovers gathered from all over Arkas.

Many books were gathered from all over the world, and the original books and translations were available. The book translated by the knowledgeable shopkeeper was loved by many intellectuals, and the young man, who was expected to succeed him, was also given a heartbeat by the shopkeeper at the time when his presence was lacking but becoming a good shopkeeper due to his unparalleled taste and amount of study. The fire burned everything down.

…………

The man stared at the 'view' for about ten seconds. Hold still, like a bite.

And quietly follow the scene.

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"We have negotiations in the suburbs. It's no use, take it."

The red-haired man throws a piece of silver coin at the gatekeeper. The gatekeeper decided he was an "always" illigual vendor and opened the gate small. The man threw an extra silver coin and disappeared from the spot, "I'll be right back" after he left the gate. The gatekeeper performs his duties with his face as usual.

On the road, a round of small flowers blooming on the side of the road were picked, and the man entered the suburban woods. The two simple tombs, places where we don't even know whose they belonged, were already accompanied by a circle of the same flowers. I guess I had a client with no taste, just like a man. When he saw it, the man smiled limply.

"Come on, the demon king who trampled on your happiness will soon perish. A blade, a disease, either way, would be a good spectacle for you guys. Wouldn't it be a little less drinkable if you looked at the unusual scattering? No, it's not that cheap, you know."

And a man's share of flowers, and we need to get away from the spot.

"Or have you forgotten about me and already sang about the two of us on the road? That's fine then. You should. I don't deserve it, but you deserve it."

Even so, the man shakes his head and denies the thought. Even if that's the case, thinking so is running away. There will be no more ego-filled thoughts, praying for the happiness of those who have been deprived of the human being. Whoever takes it is not even allowed to pray for happiness.

Hatred of perpetual robbery, indelible engraving. Know that it is even engraved into the medulla of your soul.

Because it is no longer in the world, we should abandon the idea of convenience.

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The red-haired man had come to a commercial district where the upper classes gathered. There was still considerable time to open the store, but there were signs that it started to get a little rough and sprout vibrant. The man turns his foot to the store of destination. Along the way, my gaze sucked up to you for just a moment as I passed the place where Rosalinde, the late wife's shop, had already disappeared without a trace.

Because that store had memories of 'the two of us'.

But the man's destination is not there.

"I'm sorry before the store opened. The one who said Kyle was booked."

The name of the store is Balshmeade. The restaurant, which at the time gave its name as a state-of-the-art confectionery store, now reigns dignified in this section as an established establishment. Back then, every once in a while, I imitated this store's treats and was fed what I arranged.

I never got a chance to talk about the real thing.

"Dear Kyle, right? Wait, I'll be here."

"Thanks, now I'll be here at opening time."

"Waiting for you"

The man takes one brilliant-looking treat out of the packed bag.

I also give you all the confectionery I have obtained since I booked on purpose, so it is just a little pinch.

"... he won't feed me."

The real thing was different. The man breaks up with the fact that he kept that delicious.

Really, that woman is a lump of love.

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Bringing sweet souvenirs, the red-haired man visited loosely where the noble tombs stood. You can call it the quietest compartment in the bustling King's capital Arkas. Though the sun has risen somewhat, it still remains an early hour.

Besides, in the winter months, there can't be anyone. I don't think so.

"Oh, it's been a while, Your Majesty."

"You're no match for me. We're out of time, Dear Teresia."

Look at the old woman there, Theresia von Bernbach. The red-haired man removes the mask and the wig. Beneath it were pitiful eyes and white hair.

The identity is William von Arcadia. I am the king of this country.

"What can I do for you today?

"I thought it was time to get hungry, if you want confectionery souvenirs"

"Well, that's the thing that makes this kid happier."

"I hope so"

"If you bring some weed, I'll be delighted."

"What about women?

"... you've got a good personality"

"It's a joke."

William arranges the treats beautifully in front of the grave.

"It's delicious. Tasted it."

"He would never have fed you that shop treat, would he?

"I wasn't particularly interested, so I didn't care, but I found out why today."

"Didn't you think she was cute again?

"... only my sweetheart will win a first prize in Arcadia."

"Heh heh, after about an hour of rejoicing, I imagined myself to the point where I noticed just that. Since then, it's been years, decades."

"Yeah, really. For better or worse, time never stops."

Both William and Theresia had, for just one moment, distant old thoughts. with the memory of the only woman who ties them together.

"You bent well. That's Dear Teresia. I heard and laughed at the rumors of the wind with the fool king. Whoo-hoo, that's exactly what I deserve right now."

"If it's true, I'm sorry to call you a hero."

"I don't mind. Because it's true. Regardless of the utility, it was the fallout in the first place that failed to twist its hands on population growth. When we won too much, we narrowed it down, and when we met again in Olumpia, like Lydiane, we laughed so hard that if we were to go down to the military gates of Garias, we would share the food."

"Oh, another story about a woman? This kid's gonna be jealous."

"... you have no sight"

"That's what I call a woman. You're still undertrained there."

"I don't think I'll ever understand."

There is often a pleasant silence.

"At the time Ray and that one were named, I thought they were finding out, but I didn't think they were going to cut that card over there. Without Master Tellegia's drive, I would have even jeopardized my position."

"It's okay, it's just me and Wilhelmina who got there. If I hadn't seen you then, I wouldn't have understood. No, you can't even imagine, can you? You're that guy's brother, Mr. Alrett."

"I hope so. There are two of us who are so smart in vain, aren't there?

"Marianne would be fine. That kid, he's smart and kind in a real way. Because I'm more timid than anything. As for Emanuel, I was a little wary, but your precious treasure stabbed him. Sometimes curiosity destroys you. You look scared."

"... fu, are you more worried now? That one is on me for a long time. There are still gaps in the battlefield, but otherwise the original specs are too different and very"

"The day will come when the White Knight will make you feel better, and the miracle will come."

"If you're on the battlefield, you'll win one or two more fights."

"A man's possession?

"Are you a warrior?"

"Well, it looks good."

"Oh hon. Anyway, the situation is wind blowing on you ladies above this. Control Arkas on the verge of rupture now and use the momentum of the rupture to win it off. You're going to be burdened for a while now. Well, that depends, but it won't take that long."

"It's okay. That kid kept us safe. After that, the assassination battle in the back went up in arms against the kid, although he backed you up in the trial battle that rolled up on the front stage. I'm stepping on the idea that neither you nor 'she' have pawns anymore, but isn't it?

"Come on, what do you think? All I can say is, don't be alarmed. That woman is a snake, I'm a king, I don't know what kind of hidden balls she has. I've never been over alert. I can't protect you anymore."

"... right. It's okay, I'm not alarmed. I haven't seen you in a long time, and I'm just a little relaxed, but I'm okay, because we're okay."

"If so, that's not the kind of muscle I worry about. Enemies, so."

"Right. When I'm next to you, I'm going to forget."

William turns back quietly on his heels.

They are too comfortable by their side.

"What are your plans after this?

"There's another stop."

"Female?"

"Well, will it? It's the other one."

"... yes. That's necessary. This kid and I, though, get jealous."

"Forgive me. I have two people. Abandoned myself and taken from me, the two of you."

"Then I wonder what you would be like to be free from it."

"... you can't be released if you're dead. My business is my thing. That man's business is also, again, just that man's thing. I can imagine what that said, but you don't have to worry about it. You are not guilty. Bernbach has already won peace. Don't forget that."

"You're a coward. I refuse to even share with you."

"That's the king. So, goodbye, Telagia von Bernbach. Grateful for the strength of holding them and enduring one person until now, realizing everything. I'll carry everything else. Even if I can't carry Victoria's love, I'll show you about that man's business."

"... I dunno!

Seeing William leave his back, Theresia couldn't squeeze out words. He said he was strong. That's not true. Rather the other way around, because I was weak. Covered everything. I've just lived with a lid on everything, no business, no thoughts.

What can you say to yourself like that? Even Ernesta, who jumped courageously into the path of Bulb, said he was only a sidekick. I just kept my mouth shut. It doesn't come around to me. Because whoever always grabs a role is one who moves himself.

"... we'll be back, Victoria."

To my favorite sister, and at the same time as one of those who was jealous of her rotten nature, I come back to see her. Many times, many times.

Tellegia walks out again, too.

"I've been waiting for you"

"You smell blood"

"It's no big deal. Something."

"That would be good. Carriage, please let me out."

"Yes, sir."

A man in a swallow tail suit invites Theresia into the carriage.

"To the Chamber of Commerce. You're not getting paid this week, are you?

"It's an honor to have you worried about your little bitch."

"I can't ask you to leave now. Until I win, I'll have you chained up, killer."

"Because I'm a professional about those who give me money. Of course, I can't say anything about my previous client. It's all about trust."

"Let me out because it's good"

"Oops, sorry for this"

A carriage running with Telagia on it.

Alfred's men are on their way.