Reincarnation Monarch

"... yes... is it? ……

Nor did Dalm have exactly what he thought of this conformity, nor did he deny Gaius's idea.

"Probably no mistake"

Gaius affirmed so with certainty.

"... you, Bulk and these balls... you didn't touch either of these, did you?... That's the truth. Why is that?

"... well, otherwise instinctive... fear..."

"... fear... what the hell kind of fear is that?

"I don't care what you say... it's just an instinctive thing"

"... oh well... have you ever felt this kind of fear before?

Asked by Dulm, Gaius was uninterruptedly bitter, awakening memories of the past.

(... there is... na. That abominable Dallos Royal Palace... that legendary archdeacon, Karla, was swallowed up in an instant... I felt a horrible instinctive fear without interruption... but how about the bulk? I do feel instinctive fear, but I feel slightly different then... yes. I don't feel as evil as I did then from the bulk. Make this difference......)

"... like, not like... I don't know"

"Uh-huh. Well... well, then I can't help it. So why don't we eat lunch here?

"Yeah, that's right"

Upon hearing Gaius's reply, Dalm slipped the balls on the table into the crate and changed and took out the lunchbox he had put aside and spread it over the table.

The lunchbox was double-stacked and seemed to be divided for Gaius and Dalm.

"Come on, this is yours. This one's mine... oh yeah. I'm at home, so let's make some warm soup in the kitchen. Wait a minute?

Saying so, Durm stood up and walked over to the kitchen.

Gaius, left in the living room, thought deeply, dropping his gaze when he dropped off Dulm's hindsight.

(... that's a mystery. Balls and bulk...... what is the relationship between these two?... Why was Lennon trapping Bulk in the basement of the old castle?... I don't know... there's so much I don't know... but... OK! If this happens, let's just leave this matter alone. I just have to keep something on the shelf that I don't know. Let's clean it up now from being able to clean it up. If so...... you should still sneak into the old castle again. There must be SS men over there. And Lennon's one-armed magician... if that's what you decide, then goodness hurries. Now you may not realize the bulk is gone yet...)

Gaius glanced up and grabbed a lunchbox for Gaius placed in front of him.

And when he stood up well, he rushed out as if he had fallen out.

"Mr. Dalm! I'm going out for a little while, so you can have my share of the soup!

Gaius shouted so and pushed open the door of the front door, jumping out with the momentum as it was, quickly flying far away, wondering if he had kicked the ground forcefully.

The remaining durum was to be distracted with the pan in one hand in the kitchen.