Tower of Karma - Chapter 420

The beginning was filled with happiness.

Three parents, closed world. A noble good looking father, a kind and warm mother, loved it. I love you as it is now. Everybody who came occasionally was really kind, the world was very good and there was no complaint. I had no doubt that this happiness would last forever.

The first turning point is-from the north to the royal capital and the death of the mother.

A world where the sense of time is different from the northern part of the peaceful country. Human values ​​also change if values ​​are different. My father gets busy and gets far. A mother who shares the sense of the same time died in that. I knew that there is something other than happiness in this world.

The next turning point is-Taylor Shokai.

I was not satisfied with classroom lectures alone, and I wanted to try the knowledge I learned in practice. I entered the Taylor company for that reason. It was fun to connect gold with knowledge, wisdom and points. It is still unforgettable to say that it is a sense of omnipotence when it absorbs the various techniques of superior seniors and top-off earnings in half a year.

The other party who took the commercial right died with the curse. Only when I saw the numbers on the ledger, I ran away, touching the raw hatred and despair for the first time. I was scared to exercise my power. If you think about it now, I think that I was armed with the theory and made small because I do not want to get hurt.

From the next point-in this story. Everything up to now has changed me.

And now-I’ve got my job done.

Limited resources. A world where you have to pick someone and truncate someone. I couldn’t see it in small size. I could not find it because I looked away from the dirty things.

My father chose development. For that reason, he ended the war and abandoned the warrior. A way to save one hundred and save ten, and cultivate the future one thousand. Break, nurture, break, nurture. What did the father see at the end of the endless repetition?

Possibilities, Hopes, Despairs-

“I can not see anything yet”

can not see. But if I have to choose, I want to choose the right path. My main point is the days of that northward. It may be an imposition, but I want to create a world where all humans can enjoy that world. If that is the case, let’s choose oneself.

Truncate some stranger for some stranger. The more you expand your horizon, the more you notice the size of your sins. With the king, the top is the most sinful in the world, the most lonely in the world and kills people and saves them without any reward. The chooser, the guide, the king.

It is better for one who knows the heaven and earth to become a king than a person who does not know the heaven and earth become a king.

It is possible that only the one who travels the world, looks at the world, leads the world, etc. Because other people do not know. That the world is so unfair, unreliable and unfriendly. I’m looking away. Impress that strain on someone.

There is no choice but to know myself.

The only person who knows best is the one who will be the best.

“Himiko, I’m really arrogant.”

If there are more qualified people than you, give up your seat immediately. It is better in nature to support and support the person’s assistant. But there is not enough time in the world to wait for it. While waiting, the world is moving and in a fluid “flow”.

Real I am weak. Weak enough to run away with only one failure. But the king must be strong. It should not be a strong bend, break, and be a pillar that penetrates the world.

Then I will be strong. It will be a strong presence, a strong presence, and a strong presence to which no one comes close. Until you meet the qualities that are superior to you and sufficient to lead the world-

“Let’s laugh, let’s not let anyone fool you. To hide our weaknesses.”

Alfred von Arcadia wears a mask.

The world’s most lonely mask in the world that says the king’s smile.

His story is-just a comedy.

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When the squalls arrived at the scene, the horrible sight had spread. No one can understand why this happened. However, the reality is what is happening there, and they have no choice but to swallow it.

There is only one hundred logs. However, it is the composition that the person who raised the public order fights in order. Everyone gravely challenged, neck, torso, belly, chest, chest cut off and stinged.

“Next! Come on, let’s face it. My name is Alfred von Arcadia! I am the king of the great white king and the next king! I am the enemy of immortality for you warriors, his son here I will stay! ”

Some of the young people of El Toure were vomiting due to the number of chopsticks scattered throughout. How many people did he kill?

“My name is Paulino Chiganda! I am a warrior!”

“My name is Federe Cachatier! Same as right!”

They were attacking from the front imposingly. We know the difference in ability. Therefore, it takes two people. At the moment of entering the gap, expand left and right, from two directions-

“Paulino, Federe, not bad attack!”

I shook one’s neck and destroyed the viscera by kicking the other with a spit. In pain and pain, Paulino’s collapsing neck was cut off with no resistance. There is no chance, no waste, yet beautiful.

“Next!”

“Oh! My name is-”

Many times, several people challenge and scatter. It should be piled up every time. A horrific amount of dead smell can linger around. But what is truly horrible is the first-class star that shines in it.

“What happened? Is your samurai like this?”

An endlessly refreshing smile. A man with a golden glow alone in hell. Laughter warriors while laughing and cutting them while smiling. I cut into a few, hundreds of them. It is no longer a human practice. Did he have so much stamina in the first place? Even though I traveled and gained strength, Jelena is still tough in normal times, and there should be a large number of people out there.

But who can make this hell other than Alfred?

“Haha! Your enemies, I am here!”

“Death!”

“I was lonely, Russell.”

“Kuh! Sorry!”

It is a warrior who is both broken and beats the heart beat. Step on it and the king reigns.

“… It’s terrible. Can’t say anything.”

“It’s a scary scene, but you look stronger.”

As a warrior, Ivan was calmly analyzing the situation. It is likely to be overwhelmed by the horrible sights, but those who have seen the battle earlier will feel inferior to them.

Of course, the inexhaustible physical strength is amazing-

“If you look at it, you’re kidding. It’s a monster. You’re fighting while distributing the pace to such an extent that you can not see it. You can cut off the enemy while caring for a blade spill. Can you do it? A muscle, moving parts of bones, weak points, producing a single layer of paper while preserving little physical strength.This fine technique can not be done one-on-one. … I only have to laugh. ”

Alfred von Arcadia. One huge star that floats from its name. Unfaithful body and sword spirit far from the top. I hit it to the limit, and it was an advanced technique beyond the limit. It is the ultimate ultimate that defeats “Silver Crown” and “Blood Knight”, and plays many of the Galian’s proud warriors.

“Oh, I can understand the seams of my eyebrows, but I can see such things even though I’m not a doctor of the law, such as muscle muscles and bones, etc. It is impossible to say that I’m in battle!”

“Even if you say something, you can’t do it because you can do it in reality. Look at the nearly two hundred dead bodies that have already fallen, look at a sword that has only one cut and no blade spills. It’s an ordinary sword that’s built a bit more rigidly.

Scholl came to the same answer from a different point of view than Orphee. If that surprise is that he is a prince of the great country, and so on.

“Al was a prince.”

What surprised me there was Yelena and something like El Toure from Estad. However, it was summarized in a single word of “surprised” because it was Yelena, where the ups and downs of emotions are not so great in the first place.

“Does a bird man’s grandmother know that?”

Jelena asks the question of Scholl.

“First friend”

“… you see, I heard something bad.”

“why?”

“No, don’t worry, so here’s the question, but does Alfred do you always do that ah? Uh, feeling like a sword?”

“I don’t really understand the battle, but I cherish the sword. My friend’s parent is a blacksmith and I’m good at sharpening. And that’s not a big deal-”

“Oh, unless it’s a big deal.”

Although Squall tries to break the conversation if it is not likely to hear much that it is useful-

“Every time I dissected the corpse, blade spillage decreased. Recently I have not sharpened. I do not want to reduce the blade in vain.”

“Hey, the anatomy of the corpse !?

“During the journey. The end of the raid, the field robber, or the people killed by it.”

“Hey, it’s weird.”

“Why? Both I and he had little knowledge about the contents of the person. If there is a corpse and there is more life to be saved by opening it, it should be used effectively. I did it there, there was nothing wrong with it. ”

There is no doubt or malice in Yelena’s voice. She has no doubt that he should also make good use of death. They were learning easily, but rationally, that morality and ethics should be in the way.

In the corner of the world, at the center of the world is not easy to learn.

“How was your body?”

The black shadow that suddenly appeared from behind asks.

“It’s about fifty. I could only do it when I had enough time.”

“Ha ha, I guess it’s a genius. That man cut about Amida, squeezed five hundred bodies for research purposes, and I finally got the same place that I finally got.

The black star carrying Raul who became slump has a belly and laughs. When you see unreasonable talent differences, people will have to laugh. The more you are called geniuses, the more sensitive you are to fakes and real differences. Because oneself is far from the real thing in comparison with that either.

“Don’t feel like being hostile. But it’s a corner stage. If you don’t see it, it’s a thorny talk”

“Fattery”

“I lost again. I see if I see it.”

Raul which sinks into the harsh thrust of Orpheus.

“… Tu, what are you thinking about when you laugh about doing that for you?”

“Well, I can not understand.”

“… Even the devil will choose a little more expression”

“Zena laughs too!”

“Oh, oh yeah, but that’s not true either.”

Takehitos who bring up a question mark.

Among them, only Jelena was disgustingly distorted in the mask. Knowing his weakness, knowing the agony here, I can understand the meaning of that expression. That is a mask. A persona dressed up with something determined.

I do not know Yelena until something like that-

I know that his “smiling” is a sad thing.

“Next!”

A spectacular sight. Finally there-

“Ostberg Heavy Cavalry, under the Stracles flag of ‘Black Gold’, Dietmar Gneisenau”

“Well, finally, knights in the dead country. Your anger, hate, and all put in front of you. Even if you did not reach your father, it might reach me.”

“Go!”

The ghosts of Ostberg also enter the war. While the stronghold was in the hall, the black of golden age and jealousy clashed.