Tower of Karma

There was no such thing as disturbance or sway in William's movements. The power and the sharpness of the movement, as I would say today is a full season, above all its light speaks.

He said he was the hero.

But now Alfred is not as soft as he cowers at it. Thanks to Kyle and the others, we were able to get here with some leeway.

He has been treated as best he can, patiently continued to be treated, and since then his body, which he has not been forced to do, has recovered to an advanced degree of joining.

Kensei's opponent is behind us.

(... strong. But I don't feel like losing)

Alfred releases a sword with a faint residue of motivation from his relaxed set-up. This slight difference misleads the target in sight. The small discrepancies that arise from their location can be broken down into large gaps by a few matches.

But...

"Hmm?"

The response is antagonism. Rather, it was driven by the need to correct the discrepancy with its own assumptions. During the moment, the modification in the brain is complete, but Alfred remembers the praise for the conclusion bounced out of his place. How many months have passed since the king left the battle in action? It is no longer in a position or age where drilling is necessary.

Yet he was getting a new technique called motivation. He probably saw his battle in Olumpia and softened his own belly, the White Dragon.

"... you're diligent"

"Ku, what are you talking about?

Let's go, William. Proficiency that becomes apparent as the number of attempts increases as the RPM of the attack increases. I'm getting a lot more sophisticated. I don't think the surprisingly smooth sword weaves its momentum.

I don't know.

That's right, I'm smart.

There is a day long for Alfred when it comes to technology that says it's exciting. The years of use crept into the body, and all the motion was fueled by the forces of manipulation and convergence. Even using the same moves William was using a greatly degraded copy of this, and gradually the difference should have been obvious. That's what was supposed to happen.

"... is that what you say"

Alfred had a bitter grin in reality that had not happened.

William was preparing a new move. And I was even more prepared. Double triple, force when you give it all, to fill the difference that should be huge.

The bodies of the nobles, the organs scattered unconstitutionally, the loose blood that is starting to dry. It wasn't just about creating an atmosphere. The space, just illuminated by some lights, was dim and there was a slight lack of vision to grasp them.

It is a battlefield with poor scaffolding. And they came looking hard.

(I try to grasp it as best I can... in this darkness)

As Alfred struggled with the space William had created, it was natural, but Teng himself, who had created this space, was moving around without hesitation. This darkness means we can barely see each other's feet, and yet there's nothing unnatural about the movement.

(I remember all the placements of the body, the gut, and the blood buildup. After I remembered, I squeezed the lights to the point where I couldn't see my feet and waited for me. to reign as the last trial)

If the scaffolding is bad, the momentum will also drop.

(And then there's this air, huh? It stinks so bad that I'm about to throw up, I can't breathe properly in this. Without deep breathing, the quality of concentration will not improve)

The National Structure says, all across the shore. Some sort of switching of breathing or the like is required in order to reach an ultra-concentrated state. It unfolded multiple thoughts at the same time, and even Alfred, with wide and deep thinking skills, was no exception.

The routine was crushed by the stench that allowed it to enter this space.

"You've been well prepared."

"Don't fall in love. There is nothing left to bother you. These are the dispositions that matter, fools who thought they could manipulate the kings, even though they hid them here. It's just a small matter for you. Know you're struggling with by-products."

Two parents and children who cross swords many times. There was something warm flowing through the appearance of the two fighting dead in the Great Hall that no one had seen. Only the two of us know what that is. Being in the middle of killing each other. Still, this is my last chance.

"Don't be soggy."

"Gu."

William cleverly manipulated Alfred's foot through the intestines of his body.

"These guys are not people anymore. Forget about turning it into a thing."

"... you'll learn"

While he is in a position to impart to people ideas, ethics, social morality, etc. born to smoothly turn human society, the king says that the king is not the only one.

"Manipulating things is the king."

"I'm curious to have won, isn't it too soon?

"Then show the right strength. You're weak enough to clap, your sword."

"Oh, my God, it's from here."

It doesn't start with not taking back the lead. Defeat is imperative if you continue at the king's pace. Still, to bend the victory or defeat, you need to bend the hold.

What options does Alfred take to pick up the victory?

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Raphael was staring at the moon. It's been a long time since I've had a thought-provoking day, immersed in the senseless act of emptying my head and looking up at the night sky without meaning. I didn't get everything. It would be worthy to call it a defeater to be hit by things I thought at least, and look up at the sky without being able to be anything.

Empty, self-derisive grin naturally zeroes.

"It's a good moon night"

"... Mary,. What's the matter, sir? This place is on fire, but we can't say it's a non-combat zone yet."

Mary Taylor, a girl from Garias who was Raphael's contemporaries and came with Claude. Although born blind, he is a young expectant star at the Taylor Chamber of Commerce who knocks out the profits of an awesome forehead waving his spicy arm as a merchant.

I thought you'd be safe by your side.

"... I can't guarantee it"

Mary had the same grin as usual, not returning to her intentions such as the situation in Arkas. Even after Raphael said he couldn't vouch for it, that grin didn't change at all.

"I was wrong with Mr. Beatrice earlier."

Mary changed her expression for the first time to the frightening Raphael atmosphere.

From laughter to bitter laughter.

"Give me a little guidance. Did you do something harsh?

"Of what... no, wait. Guidance? Beatrix?

"Bring the Beatrice to Claude. I fractured the situation and explained it, so I think I probably headed straight. The battle will be over."

"K, Lord? Why, he did. 'Cause he's gotta be up north right now."

"If Mr. Kevin headed for the increase pushes his back, if Claude... looks like Marianne was moving a lot in anticipation of that, and yeah, if she thought she was coming, I could bet without thinking. She was the best in sync, so she was"

"... Marianne you. If it is indeed her. But how far are you..."

I understand Raphael and Marianne's excellence. It would also be possible to aim for a culmination depending on the field if she 'meant it'. But Mary, who seemed to grasp her movements and calculate the movements of both names from them, is also a monster in one area.

What's in her closed eyes?

"The solution I can get out of the information I have now, that's all. I don't know what I don't know, and I don't see things I can't see. Everyone would be the same, wouldn't they?

Raphael saw things he didn't have when he saw the obvious Mary. Nanica is unique to the existence that continues to leave results that overwhelm others in one area.

"... will you let me ask you something? Your solution."

"Mind if I sit next to you?

"Of course."

I have nothing to do, nothing to do, so I followed my intellectual desires. I didn't mean anything by it.

(... close)

Raphael eats a little because it was in a more intimate state than I thought it would be next door.

"We are first taught to look behind things. If there's any catch, there's always a back. The better they are, the bigger they are, the more important it is to capture the hook that says so and explore the back. In this case, there was a hook in the White King's movement"

"His Majesty's? Especially the funny part."

"For several years, His Majesty has often behaved unfavourably to the people. Even though the inner matter is for the state, it is negative because it cannot explain it. Kings are popular positions in running a nation, so that's a bad idea. If you did a good thing, you'd be good enough to serve and hustle. If it passes, I buy the opposite."

"... you've been hooked for so long?

"Raphael, you must have had it, too. I just pretended not to look."

Sure, Raphael thinks. I was blindly following what William would do, but I have thought many times that it would be better this way. That frequency seems to have clearly increased since Alfred's eviction in the last few years.

"If there's a back there, it's the idea of reversal. I needed to be disliked. More to the point, I needed to be hated. I think that's for some reason, Rafael, the same solution you would be putting out right now, but what do you think?

"To smoothly transition the kingdom. To His Highness Alfred."

"I think so, too. If that's the case, most things come with a piece just to count backwards from where they are. Counter to the King in a series of incidents, handicap almost gone. Plus this civil war, which bled less tonight, has its back."

"I think it's for the troopers. I wonder how hard it is to compete with retired ancient dragon soldiers and let them taste the actual war just in the atmosphere while deciding on the opposition from the people"

"... I see. I didn't have that idea. Soldier, we have a point."

"If so, what do you think?

"I looked up a bunch of destroyed buildings and one thing, hypothetically... I thought this might be a scrap-and-build, yeah, redevelopment of the city, one end of it -"

When he heard the words, Raphael let his eyes shine. Hook that I hadn't even noticed. That point was found, and it felt like something connected in her words.

"Ku, if there's a map here"

"I'm ready for you."

Surprising Raphael. Mary broadened the map of Arkas. A number of points were drawn up there, along with buildings destroyed by Angelm operations, destroyed roads and much information.

"You take this?

"Yes, I'd like to say. This is a compilation of information gathered willingly by the Chamber of Commerce. Because those who want merchant souls see this morning as a business opportunity. I was already ready. I'm all in my head, so for your information."

"... a lot of people. Not at all"

Raphael stares at the map as it eats in. The King's powers are immense, but some of them are impossible to pass through. It was difficult to get my hands on in ordinary times due to various factors, and the parts I couldn't get were stunningly crushed by things.

buildings, roads, etc. that were in the way of redevelopment. Probably people too.

Angelum's malicious tactics were of great significance to the later operation of the state.

Naturally this would not be a coincidence. Some pointless places have also been destroyed for camouflage, but most of them were just untouchable. Something like a simultaneous sweep on the occasion of the national commotion?

What do you mean...

"Oh, haha, I knew, the White Knight was awesome"

What is the scale? The depth of the measures, the sophistication, Raphael was touched. Everything was prepared long ago. On top of that...

"And I guess I couldn't live up to my expectations."

Mary nods quietly. Yes, even though it was a very far-reaching and elaborate measure, there was play. Did I just say looser than play? For example, when a king begins to strike a hated hand for a transition, he can crush one element if Raphael has stopped noticing it.

That meant Raphael approaching the realm of kings as it were, and if he could have stopped it all, he could have been deemed to have solved it all and the migrators would have moved to Raphael. They were given a chance.

It was my immorality to pretend it was because of my delusion.

"So white knight, Master William must have been big for you. Just like Claude. Because I am very grateful to that one, and I am prepared to do anything if I am commanded, but I do not seek it as deeply as the two of us. You, as king, Claude, as father, fantasized about him. So much so that I can't question it."

"... you're looking forward to everything."

"You can't see it, but it's weird"

"I didn't mean to say that. I really thought it was amazing. As part of the redevelopment, I was supposed to be heavily involved in it, but I didn't realize it until you told me. The way Lord Angelm did it, he decided it was a malicious, less favorable way."

"It's the merchant who reads the back, the back again. What a cutie I am. A thousand monsters of Haiqian Mountain are finally here, this world. Master William is one of them. I don't know much about the warrior William Lewis, but the merchant William Lewis is going to know. Of course, it's from the seniors."

"... merchant, William Lewius? That was a blind spot."

"There are a lot of them. I don't know how long it'll take you to tell them all."

"How about a meal next time? I have a good shop. Quiet, good quality, perfect store to relax"

"Wow, with me, is it?

"Of course, if you don't want to..."

"Be sure! Be sure to take me!

"Ugh, yeah. It was more of a favor from me."

Mary has eaten with enough momentum for Raphael to face her. He hasn't come pin yet, and I'm sure he hasn't seen Mary in a heartbroken and true way. Still, she decided to step out tonight.

Not to be left behind on this day when a lot of people step out.

"Promise, right?

"Oh, promise, yeah."

I'm blind, but let's not run away with that as an excuse.

If you say so, you just said me.

"Hmm? Oh, I lost my strength. There's no longer any point in dressing up or reason to strain your shoulders, so it's good for me. It's childish, but I'm used to it."

"I prefer to be kind."

"Thanks. Well, what do we do now? Though the city isn't safe yet."

"But a little more, what do you say we talk here?

"... there's no tea or anything."

"Because there is a moon"

"It's almost invisible too...... well, okay. I feel like talking to someone, too. If that's you, it's very good. Anyway, I'm smart and I'm just learning."

"Me, too, same. Because you know things you don't know."

"Shall we talk a little more, then? Something you don't know."

"Yes, something you don't know."

One loser smiles quietly. I lost everything and thought I was worthless. I don't know what you think of me like that, but I have someone next door to me.

That would be a very great salvation, healing the wounds made in his heart, little by little.

That's still a story ahead of us. Because this story has just begun.