Tower of Karma

Alfred climbs the world's largest building, just a tower built for it. This pointless monument will remain for a long time as a negative legacy handled by the White King. Anyway, it's pointlessly big, because it's the biggest in the world, so it's natural.

"You would say fiction, fiction, laughter to make it look big."

I'm sure this doesn't just mean a utility to give jobs to the people, it means William Lewius himself, the tomb mark of the White King but also the White King. We cannot climb to a height not commensurate with the minute, nor can we descend to the weight of the bearer.

His distortion was colorful in the tower.

"But I don't laugh"

At the end of my hectic journey, I thought I had surpassed my father. But this past night, Alfred was painfully engraved. The real power that the White King was making him look big, one end of the stuff that the White Knight had piled up.

Without taking a break, the boy with nothing piled up from scratch. A child with neither letters nor learning gained the knowledge to manipulate the words of different cultures that were becoming obsolete and to translate exotic texts. The tiny boy, wearing a first-class martial arts, became the leading knight of the country.

Plus he even changed his surroundings, not just himself. It reborn the Arcadian army, which had been slandered as being old compared to other countries, into the newest army, which Galias also marvels at. How much time and misery would there have been? In any case, he had begun his transformation when he was a soldier rather than a prince and a captain of some troops.

An enormous plan, which has stacked steadily.

Without resting, just go forward.

"It's not funny, Father."

I thought Alfred, my son, was proud of that from the bottom of his heart. At the same time I eagerly desire to be more by my side and learn from him.

Still, time is finite, and perhaps not so much time is left.

Well, then...

"Welcome challenger. Are you ready?

"Yeah, sure."

I end it. I have to.

Standing in front of the door, Airhardt snaps off the outer brace, "Let me respect you guys". Gee, point to 'Ahead', which opens small, and bow your head respectfully.

The king is waiting for you.

Alfred took a big step. Beyond the mercy of Airhardt, for Cheng to do what he should do. The crown that everyone envies and everyone wants. Instead of being able to satisfy absolute power and almost all material desires, the king loses his fantasy.

Fill the world with happiness. He said he could turn it into a world like that.

Such dreams are scattered. Because the view from the king's height is such a worn out world that dreaming like that won't even come true. And I'll give up any day. Compromise.

That was man, king of the universal.

"... this is"

He's not. The man who gave the world certainty was also different. No matter how much misery spreads before the true king sees the truth of the world, he says he is the one who can never give up and walk with dreams. Not even in front of this hell in front of you.

The door closes behind me. Now there's only two of us.

"Welcome, my son. Greedy boy. I take it from my father, but I see that the throne wants a crown."

Yes, there are only two of us in this great hall.

"... to the end, why?"

It is the bodies of the great aristocrats that spread before their eyes. I'm starting to smell bad because time has already passed. Unmade scattered organs are illuminated by the shaking candlestick lights, reflecting terra terra and red and black glossy shadows. On a good note, women and children were slaughtered and abandoned relentlessly and indiscriminately, and this place was turned into one hell of a place.

"Did you say last? He's as arrogant as ever. I didn't even suspect Dew would win to say that I just showed the difference in power in action tonight."

The king rises loosely. Bloody wet king, you must have bathed in a tremendous amount of returning blood. We can no longer tell whose blood they are.

"With whom do you get the rest? A rare hero, William von Arcadia, who has done many miracles and left many legends behind! Take the crown from us? Reachers reaching for the top. Everything else is a play, but reaching out to us is worth dying for"

William pulled out his sword.

"Engrave, this is the king's sword!

Alfred also pulled out his sword to respond again.

"… Coming"

With all your thoughts in your chest, now the last act opens the curtain.

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White dragon and black star fists explode in the hollow.

An instant blank, the action taken by the two of them in that gap was to gaze at that tower. Apart from the enormous force swirling underneath, something also moved up there.

Then I guess we met.

Two lords.

"Here we go."

"Seems so."

I already saw the end. The script went as it was, tonight.

"What are you going to do now?

Blanks interrupt, fisting moves from both sides pour out. One is softer, one is stiffer, there is no right answer, etc. Even the old master saw a rainbow in his dreams and leaked like this.

"Young days fall in love with a pale that has even dyed my eyes in the far east, and now I confine myself to the possibility of that pale-torn rainbow, well, what is the depth of the martial arts"

That said, the teacher disappeared within a few days. So that I could take it, I'm gone.

Even the man who gave everything to Wu couldn't get to the answer. I'm sure we will, too. That is not limited to martial arts. They are the ones who have confused, stopped by and seen a lot.

"I'm not thinking about anything other than today"

The greatness of those who go astray but move forward.

"Well, I'll win. Today."

"… it's a business belly"

They know the tremendous backbone hidden in that path.

Wolfe looks west with his liquor in one hand.

It's always the first battle I remember.

I learned that my previous values had been broken down and that it had been exchanged by men of my generation, and I felt jealous and envious. I've crossed blades many times since, and as fate staggers, I'm inspired by him growing every time I see him, and I have who I am now.

A good enemy who fought at the beginning and couldn't fight at the end.

What I hope is a rematch. I still can't help but think, knowing it won't come true in this life.

One day, we'll fight somewhere. Until you go heart to heart, without being tied to anything.

Apollonia stared quietly at the East.

I saw my own battlefield in the red lotus sky they created. Half a century ago, no, a quarter of a century, at least a decade ago, I would have been able to scatter giant flames across Laurencia. I should have made a name for myself as a goddess of battle, keeping the hero statue of the old days intact.

But I met him. There was no room for me to intervene on the battlefield they changed. Force and charisma gave in before their tactics, and they were not allowed to follow in a heroic battle. Especially when it comes to fighting that guy.

That was regrettable and I was just a little happy.

Because I thought my hunch was right.

It didn't make for the battle of the hero I had in mind, but that flame was undoubtedly his creation, because it was a flame that burned down even the times.

Sooner or later the notion of a hero will disappear from this world. All those who were already supposed to be have lost before him.

And now the flames that have burned the times are about to disappear with the advent of a new era.

Lights in front of the wind. That's why it ends big and brilliant.

Let's see the end.

In this far away Garnian land. Let the sky fall upon itself.

Those in charge of previous times, those in charge of future times, masterpieces from all over the world, their eggs all felt modulated and looked in the direction of Arcadia. Something changes today. That certainty intertwines their gaze. Already crossed the day and the sky began to whiten slightly.

A new day is coming soon. We're almost there.