Tower of Karma

Just when Theresia arrived at the place, for some reason, pirates and mercenaries were fighting a fierce duel in the courtyard just to loosen up their crumbs. Fellows interested in gambling while stirring it up slightly. Tellegia sighs when she sees one of them mixed with Lamberto, a hop of Arcadia expectations.

It's pathetically unproductive.

"I've been waiting for you, Dear Teresia. We already have them all."

The man who did so beautifully, whether he was noble or not when he saw the exact meeting, was the owner of this property and Ivan Brusheek, head of the personal chamber of commerce, noble or nothing. Young aristocrats have fallen out these days so much that they can no longer behave more like aristocrats after them than they were born aristocrats.

Like a swordsman screaming there.

"Please, go back."

Ivan showed us the way.

"So more cutting performance."

"I agree. I'd love to get on a more interesting boat."

"I don't even know how long it will take on a ship that only you guys can maneuver. Are you going to go on an endless path? We should build a giant ship, make sure it's stable and safe."

"Oh, my God, you're hurting me."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes."

"It's not a game, Corsair. This fool can't take a bad ride to you anyway, can he?

"... this is a scary face"

I'm the captain. I'm the captain.

"I'm one of the investors. And it's hard for you to forget that Arcadia and Nedeluxe's collaborative research product has been incorporated into the new shipbuilding. Thanks to me."

"What, Taylor and Ivan's money?"

"It's relatives' and men's money."

"Guru."

Alfred and Fenris are the ones making the statement. In the corner, Corsair shuddered as she gave in to the threat of a smile.

It's usually a very scary thing to call the anger of the warm.

"As one of the investors, it's best if you get there safely. Don't you remember that it's the first time you've come back and had some kind of feedback, no matter what? The wolf will take care of you first."

"Yes, with the Yin Glasses Female Neck. We're gonna be late."

"Oh, I don't want you to be the virgin prince for 10,000 years."

"... you can't touch that."

Fenris sinks into Nicola's sharp return. Joon-young Orion of Garias, who laughs at you for watching it, was a hide-and-seek mass producer, Loran, under the guidance of Adan, playing with women with a sense of play, and a fucking kid who was lighting around over there.

From him like that, virginity after twenties is like seeing a rare beast. He doesn't know that there are a few rare beasts on this scene who are actually desperately hiding them.

"Anything is good but I'd love to be as comfortable as I can be"

"Right. Because I'm not really into the ocean. Hey. I'm looking forward to seeing you on land."

This is also the national outline and Raul seated as a matter of course.

"That, Mr. Orpheus, has your hair grown? Me, shall we hang up?

"Oh, I didn't realize. Please."

"... Ellis, I think I've stretched a little too"

"You're in the mood and you're making it so short. You can't cut anywhere. Bye."

…………

It was Ellis who spoke to Orpheus, who is unusually familiar with this again. It was Palomides who tried to enter the conversation after that Ehlis statement, and Leonie ruthlessly pointed out the emptiness. It's a surprising amount of information in one room alone.

(Very beautiful sisters. I'd love to hear the secret, but I also wonder what it's like as a samurai)

Rosetta, the samurai of Eskendereia, who was even more distressed, and Gabriele and Marianne, at the end of their gaze, were fighting in a critical place that looked quiet and quiet. Telagia, a sister, understands it, but it will probably be a confectionery relationship.

Exactly. Maybe Claude's involved in a big hole.

"It's still a busy place, Your Highness."

"Welcome, Dear Teresia. Thanks to you, I'm enjoying it."

"I met your father."

Everyone who was making noise about the statement pressed silence. The offense of the last few months, the biggest enemy for them that has been fighting hard on the surface and behind.

I didn't get any teeth on the table. No, it's not calm to say that you met someone who was making your teeth look like they weren't standing.

"I feel like I'm going to see your mother by now. I thought you were going that way. It's not like you haven't been watching your actions, is it?

"You can't let me go to see you. It may be perceived as collusion that the leaders of the forces biting power meet privately with the pinnacle of power"

"Even if no one's watching?

"As far as it's possible. I won't talk to that. Because the will is conveyed."

"... yes"

In the table clashes with forces that put Claudia on the shield of law and justice. Behind you is a battle while protecting your forces from the threat of assassination.

While the Alfred side also crosses a fairly illigual bridge, such as an M.O. that can put a threat on the threat or take a family hostage, he taps and finds dust against the law.

Both were advancing in advantage, but at last the great nobles jumped over Claudia and relied on William, with the result that all battles were lost on the table. Even the obvious black was dyed white with a word from the king. But in the back, we put in the battle force that we had never planted before and won it all.

Already Claudia had lost more pawns than she could even originally use William almost behind. Alfred also made a massive investment, so it cannot be said to be intact, but it is nevertheless gratifying to Alfred, who has many people to protect, that the threat of assassination and other threats was distant.

The problem is - that the king who reigns on the table is with power.

a clear indication of its will;

The white tower, now the largest building in the world where many great aristocrats nest, had already changed its presence in an ugly way, even though it had yet to even bear its official name.

Nest of power. A collection of mighty kings and fat pigs.

"It's time for us to go home. No matter how much money you say mercenaries are hired, there's no way I'm gonna get busted on the front stage. I don't think Temeer's going to miss this one either."

"Of course. Now that we have cut the power behind us, the contract has been fulfilled. Sooner or later, the Corsairs will be back over there with a lambert."

Am I interrupting?

Corsair asks softly. It's a role I've clarified since the beginning, but still seems somewhat of a thought. Next to it, he said, "It's an accompaniment!" and discount because no one has touched the lambert that is penetrating.

"We need a presence to control a good sailor. It's an important role that only you can play. We really want to be together, but let's do what we have to do with each other. For both countries."

"What's so convenient to say? Well, yeah."

I guess Alfred's interest has already moved on. As you can see from earlier heated conversations, the struggle against righteous allies and power, which is now making noise in the alley, was no longer a case for him to watch, just as important. The soil is already made.

Evil to be done gathered in 'clarity' from anyone's eyes.

All you have to do is wait for the debacle. The trick will only point to one hand that will fish out of here if it is to be prolonged. It's also boring to seriously refer to the opposing stations that I even saw stuffed. A phase in which readiness is questioned in the sense of saying whether you can point out your father in front of you.

But it also solidifies.

Because this hand is already stained bright red.

I'm not willing to go back. Just like over there.

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"Long time no see, Rutgard"

The only person that a man can face among those he kills, a man stands before the grave of an accomplice.

"If I'd watched you guys grow up. Aya, you'd have taken your breath out less than two years after Alfred was gone. Oh, was that the last time? I came here. You have a great crush on Taylor, I am."

You can't treat anyone special. Taylor, Bernbach, both got complicated for a while. Especially since we kicked Alfred out, we needed to distance ourselves from Taylor in our positions and relationships.

Above all, to keep the script from being distracted.

"He's gotten stronger. More than I imagined, it was done as a vessel. I must thank Lord Ark. Oh, yeah. I met that favorite girl. Sneaky. My childhood and vibe looked just like that. The strength and beauty of the core were good daughters. There was a strong will. I guess that's why there was an end to not having to die"

He was the one who set it up, but his son would have found his way there sooner or later, perhaps without manipulation. Responsibility arises for those who excel. The responsibility of the strong. Martyr in it, or throw it away, or your genius as a born king would have bound you to bear the fate of choice.

"Mine is penance and redemption. As a king, it's a good place to keep things. Obsessive-compulsive notion of what needs to be done, rather than said. This is what happens if a person who is not a vessel performs what is a vessel. Things got pretty thin, everything."

A body eroded by various things. Well held. It wouldn't have been weird where the limits came from. No, it is no longer beyond the limits, etc.

It's like standing alone with your strength.

"I'll go that way sooner or later... I'll tell you as many times as I can, it's pointless to wait. I'm all over the sin of having to die and snow. I'm going to blossom for the last time. A pile of business, a height you can't even see at your feet, no, a low? Well, anyway, there's got to be an endless liquidation of the business, that journey. If you want to wait, wait for Alfred, not me. Even one of your heads, stroke him. I'm sure it'll be a tough journey ahead."

Because I can't.

"I want you and Alfred to live peacefully, whoo-hoo, happily ever after, regardless of scum like me. That must be the only ego I have left. I don't suppose that's an acceptable story."

Even if I know it's unacceptable - still, because I travel with everything on my back at the end. Because beyond that my son should be desperate to run through as a slave to the world. So at least for the next time, take a path that makes you happy other than yourself.

If the people you took had the following...

I will die for that next time.

"Coming. At the end of the day, I wanted to play with your clothes. Right, if you're going to name your last role, is it still 'Demon King'? Crazy demon. Take it from the apex or from the bottom, the essence is the same. I'm going down again. Not now."

Full of madness, unreasonable, and exhaustive of atrocities.

Bear all the work and stretch your legs to the last stage.

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"Wait! From here on out, they chose..."

"Thank you for working. But if you stand in the way of the rest of the way, you can't forgive me."

The guard becomes stunned when he takes off his disguise and sees the revealed man.

"... hey, sire!? Why, no, but"

"It's a mood swing walk. What's the inconvenience of walking around in the rest of the country?

"Oh, that, there isn't!

"If so, let it pass. Raphael and the others are here."

"Yes, I was wondering if you were already waiting in the conference room"

"Okay. Do your duty the same."

"Oops!

Soaring tower. What do you see in the eyes of the king, who looks at the biggest new building in the world? At least in those eyes, I didn't feel any interest in the biggest building in the world. However, William, the white king, had a distorted grin when he saw his presence.

This place will be the last stage to become a tomb mark for a man who is all over the business.