Reincarnation Monarch

"Apparently, they're all here."

Alberto finished the callout and was reassured for now that all four classes of students were in place.

Then while Jody agreed to it, he explained the position they were currently in.

"Oh. It's a good thing we're all safe for now. But the trouble is, even if you can get inside this building, you can't get out."

"Really?

Max answered Alberto's question this time.

"Oh, I tried a lot once before everyone came in. I don't see an exit. When someone comes in the room, the wall suddenly deforms and people come in, but then I check there and it's just a wall. You can't slap me or do anything."

"Really... Speaking of which, when Jody walked in, you didn't scream out loud or respond to anything. It's a special building, apparently."

Then he said with a face of difficulty in balance.

"Maybe... isn't this a magically built building?

"What do you mean? Balance."

In response to Alberto's question, Balance answered quietly and deeply.

"No, I don't have any certainty... when I put my hand against the wall trying to get into this room, something would have dragged me inside to pull my hand?... so maybe... this dome was built to capture us... that's what I thought."

"... why is that magic?

"No, because Gaius said this world itself is a creation. Then this dome will also be made. And if we can make a world like this, it's just magic."

"Oh, well indeed... but would you do something like this just to capture us?

"Oh, that's certainly true. Wouldn't you use such a big hand if you just captured us..."

Alberto's simple question led Balance to put his arms together and think about it.

Then all of a sudden, the opposite wall deformed all the strange to.

The hard wall instantly turned into a material as soft as jelly, dusty and exuberant in the shape of a person.

And at the next moment, a person appeared lukewarm from the jelly wall, and the wall instantly returned to its original wall.

Alberto was surprised and saw that person who appeared seriously and suddenly.

The man was an old man.

The wrinkles deeply engraved on its face reminded them of the years, and its fallen eyes gave them the impression that they had been peeking into the forest universe of the world.

Alberto pushed his classmates forward with the other leaders.

And as he leaped out in front of the old man, Alberto spoke on behalf of everyone.

"Are you the owner of this dome?

Then the old man raised his mouth and laughed.

"Hmm. Well, yeah. I built this dome."

"... Really? I'm sorry I came in on my own. In fact, we were being chased by the Warcraft..."

Then the balance broke in there.

"No, Alberto, you don't have to apologize. Didn't I just tell you this world is a creation, not just this building? If it was this old man who built this building, it would be this old man who built this world."

Balance separated the words once there, taking a deep breath before taking over the words.

"I mean of this anomaly... this is the mastermind!