Tower of Karma

Raphael noticed something strange. A handful of shadows storming from the side. It won't affect a lot of people. Even though I try to ignore it with that in mind, I see only one woman, reflected on the edge of my eyes, and Raphael's face is distorted. If you look at it wrong, no matter how many times you say it, it's the same and only the distance shrinks.

I'm already stuck at a distance that I can't go wrong with.

"Why, why, Beatrice!

Raphael's roar - it won't reach her.

The sword is about to be directed at me now.

"Why, why... are you so stupid?

How hurtful do people get when their fangs are turned to things that are scorching but not available? I'm sure she doesn't know.

Raphael always thinks. I wonder why the world thinks so, but not so much.

I wish this world were broken.

Sometimes I think about that.

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"Right there, right there!

"Osva...... just a swordsman pushing through!

Elite gathered from all over the country. That's what Ostberg was proud of. He had the strength of each other even when he bumped directly from the front with a heavy-duty infantry.

They were strong enough to marvel at how much it would be flirted with by the carefully selected talents and the techniques they had honed and cultivated, the swords.

"Dear Beatrice!

Live as a swordsman and die as a swordsman.

"Thank you. Whatever you want."

Their swords were beautiful and reasonable. They don't even allow as many gaps as shards, and if they do, they are cut off. Even without a gap, it creates a rocking gap with moves, still turning it down there.

Despite an extremely small number, their swords created their way. A hole in the enemy formation that is fine and is likely to disappear now. Still, their chief couldn't have missed it.

"Now the service is over, do as you please."

"Ask the swordsman."

"Blade broken, only slaughtered till he died."

Everyone had the same grin. The world of the Pacific, in a sense, they were victims of the times. I have no one to wave at no matter how much I try to boost my moves. Every day there is no place for practice because there is no real battle, just to keep polishing.

Even if you're one of them, if you have a reason to kill them...

"Stop it, Osvalt! We're from the same Arcadia."

"Say it now!

"When His Majesty and His Highness find out, it doesn't make sense."

"Now don't work on enemy allies, excuses or anything, fight!

I wanted a reason to storm. It doesn't make sense to persuade them to do that. And there's a height I could reach because they're like that. A bunch of anomalies, a bunch of closed swordsmen.

They are all swordsmen gathered in the flag of Osvalt.

"Why!?

Beatrix rushed through its lead and jumped right in front of the enemy general, Raphael. The more she gets, the more she can push through.

"First and foremost, I hate that guy"

The slashed men cut off their tendons and became incapacitated without realizing what had happened to them. Specializing in this beauty and in action until thorough, it is the sword technique that makes Osvalt flow. Beatrix closer to Raphael.

It was sumptuous in Claude's shadow, but she was one of the monsters again.

"Secondly, I hate the way that guy does it"

Tan, and the beatrix leaps along with the light sound. If you look closely, there was no sword in its hand, and at some point it was made up of no hands.

If so, the sword you were supposed to hold...

"Shit-"

A sword I was throwing when I hid for a moment in the shadows was stabbing Raphael's horse, its forehead. She is also a genius because she can take the riskier means without spilling them. Mountains that won't reach Raphael.

And good beautiful high ridge flowers with it.

"Thirdly, I... swear to protect. Everything Carl was supposed to protect."

Beatrice's fingertips touch the pattern of a sword stabbed by a horse. In the middle of a leap, even though she's not in position in the air, she magically manipulates the sword just by touching it. Drawing a beautiful trajectory. The sword was pulled out, while slashing into Raphael's throat.

"... it's crappy paranoia!

But Rafael has also never been short of drilling as an Arcadia general. The day I stopped walking is not one time. He travels the same way as a respected man.

"Did I think I'd be easy?

Chill, pity, his sword holds Osvalt's sword back.

"No, but this messed up the formation."

The formation, temporarily disturbed by the penetration of Beatrice and others, was no longer in a position to receive enemies. No matter how powerful a soldier or how weak his opponent is, he is not in a position to stop a flock of momentum.

"... you are a fool"

"Even if I die, my brother remains. I'm a woman. Then let me take it personally."

Raphael lay down his sword when he saw Beatrice unshakeable. I was never convinced, but I was able to be calm. This is nowhere to be stubborn.

"Everybody back off! We're gonna rebuild it."

Staring at her beautifully blinded reminded me of who I was. I can't be 'real' like her. You can't be a hero who cuts the world open with one sword. That is why he knows that there are those who can be made.

Now - it's not the time for beings like them.

"Better not take a sweet look at this army. I don't rush to 'that' but it must still be strong. I guess that madness was his strength again."

Leaving it at that, Raphael retreats soberly. Beatrice was not willing to go after it. Raphael in a hurry had a gap to get into. In fact, as her penetration rocked him and his army. But...

"Long time no see, Mr. Beatrice."

"Well, it's been a long time. Was it a breath disaster?

Alfred and Beatrice rendezvous through the gate and into Arcas.

"Thanks to you"

"Above all else."

They were staring at Arkas, who would be turning into a demon cave.

"The west is headed this way, but the east... where are you headed?

"From the feel of smoke...... hmm, I can't read it. You use fire more than just tactics? Mr. Cress, well, you prioritized your enemies over this one. It's a dangerous opponent."

"I guess. I don't know where he is, but Rafael has to be more than he admits."

"Mr. Rafael admits... I see that's what you're saying"

Alfred noticed a mishanging of the button from a casual word. I was going to fight my father. It was not to take the reading off much, but it rocked me more than that, considerably limiting my function as a herd.

Because I didn't recognize the difference between my father and his enemies.

"That big one's gone, though."

Mira turns her gaze to Alfred as she stretches out.

"Right. A handful and the whole city could limit their mobility, and I guess they chose to join the protectors from another direction rather than follow them. Perhaps this even follows the steps,"

The enemy was squeezed. Besides, there's a man moving out that would act as that sealer.

Then you can only run straight down the King's Road.

"The Tower of Aim. There are enemies we need to fight!

There will be measures. The struggle is imperative. But there's only one part of me that can get ahead of me. Ask them to take back the lead. I may ask too much for even the enemy general's neck, but I would appreciate it as a main unit just to have him rammed around near there.

In the meantime, we can build an attack.

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"Dear Gregor,"

"We'll roll over and head to the west gate. Let's hurry."

"Understood!"

The Gregor squad was also quite worn out by repeated one-shot exits in a small number.

Even if Raphael was in order, he would have pinched him, and not been so advantageous as to say. Above all, even Gregor had hesitation in confronting Alfred directly.

The man who defeated Fenris. There's still no sign of movement.

"Your father gave you the bow."

"The sword far outweighs its father. I don't know how it's going."

Is it not as rumoured, as it seems, or is everything a measure and a measure?

The result of avoiding the possibility of not being able to play a role at all is now.

"If you were Dear Angelm, how would you have appreciated our standing around?

"You're freaking me out, even the haters would have slapped me."

But the responsibility entrusted to it, its essence, comes from here.

outdated rotors reconvened by the King. The last role I was given to myself when I got off the tabular stage unsuitable for the Pacific world. Same with Angelm. Both Hilda and Shrubia were gathered and given roles by the King.

And, of course, to that man...

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"... so much"

"To this extent"

Just one ride. It was too thin a hand to say ambush. At a glance I could understand being a strong man, but the moment I put my sword together, I know that this man was hiding a tremendous strength. Understand just in one piece. Too much completeness as a samurai, he said.

"Damn!

"What the hell is this guy!?

Lamberto, Corsair stopped the horse's leg just face-to-face. Nor does the horse try to move forward. Our own minds also refused to move forward.

"detour"

"That's hard work. But you don't run away."

"While I'm buying time..."

Take a detour and rendezvous, there wasn't even room before the man to issue that order.

"You young people don't know 'us' in a battlefield. Learn today."

Blood dances. Only trio, that Baldovino was attacked.

Baldovino stripping his eyes. Still holding the sword while eating up his teeth, trying to hold back to play a role.

But the man...

"This is the sword"

Before Gilberto von Osvalt, two generations of Kensei...

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Alfred first took control of the missing South Gate to turn down his hindsight worries. This was closed and used as a lid. Not only do we not get in from the outside, but psychologically ask our allies to refuse the exit as well. That's what I'm doing.

"Yo."

"... that's my fist master. It was brilliant."

"Let it go. How's that?

"Quite. No, you're a little strong. Thank you."

The bloodwet man floating under the light, the black star appeared with a snarling laugh.

"It's a special victory. It's always better that way."

"Yes, yes, where were you when this one took control of the door opening and closing room?

"I was in that room. Use this guy."

Take out the stuff with the black star hablon and parchment with a pattern of walls on it. Alfred grinned bitterly when he saw it. While it is true that in dim, imminent circumstances, these ridiculous measures sometimes work more favourably.

"This is how you stick to the wall, it integrates with the wall."

"You don't have to demonstrate. Well, considering we moved that trick, it's natural to assume it must be more than one, and we can't help but miss the solo killer,"

Alfred stares at the black star once now.

"What about fists?

"I've been beating anything down since the kid's time, it's no big deal."

"... you're strong, too."

Sighing, Alfred became a tough eye.

"One, do me a favor"

"If it's what you can do"

This eye is not on the surface stage. Probably...

"I want you to finish the contract killer."

"... because you betrayed me?

"They simply knew too much, and I wouldn't have let them live if it wasn't with a collar. Fighting Claudia is hard to say legal."

"It's a shame about that leader. Surprisingly, the old lady looked great."

"Yeah, that's why I was watching. But that's more than just not coming back."

"Right. Yes, I gave you the job."

"I'm sorry about all the dirty work."

"Fine. I don't like it when people tell me to make speeches on stage."

Black Star turns his back and turns to the city of Arkas.

"... be careful with that one. This time, His Majesty is also a bee. You don't have a hand."

"I'm fine. Because you're gonna help me out again when I'm in a pinch."

"Barca."

Black stars disappearing into the city of flutter and night. This brings an end to six months of organisation on the back stage. All that remains is a tabular stage, and if you conquer this battlefield and gain the throne of both fame, your goal will be achieved. It's not a pleasure for Alfred to say that at the same time it defines his own destiny.

"Your Highness, did you come here!

"... what's the matter, panic"

"A few reports have come up from the reconnaissance unit. Honestly, it's hard to believe in Russia, and no, I don't want to believe it. Assuming the king of this country does this far to win."

"Let's hear more"

I don't think they're doing anything. Organize the information first and work out this move. Take as little time as you can to derive your best hand on it.