Reincarnation Monarch

The Lord of his voice was undoubtedly Elle.

"It's still Master Elle! It's Lombardo! Dear El, do you hear this voice?

Lombardo asked Elle with some excitement because of the reassurance that the identity of the suspicious mirage was Elle and the expectation that he was apparently about to be freed from boredom.

"... oh, I hear a lot of woe. Same as always."

"... Oh, thank you. No, whatever that is, what the hell is this all about?

Elle began to answer Lombardo's question a little awkwardly.

"... um... actually..."

Elle began to elaborate on what had happened since she left this office the other day.

"I couldn't get away from Libeau because I said... This is not how I flew my shapes to you... I've never done anything like this before, and it may take me a while without it working."

"Was it..."

"Hmm. So what do you say? Did Lennon show up there after that?

"No, it's pear debris since then"

"Really... you don't even plan to show up?

"Yeah, we haven't heard from him at all, and it depends on how much time we have."

"Hmmm... you mean totally cloud cover..."

Then Shester broke into the conversation between the two of them.

"... Dear Elle, your ribo is having a rough day..."

"Mm-hmm. He's not a bore. Reading, walking, doing nothing but bluffing on the bench."

"Dear El, maybe its ribo...... doesn't that mean it's fake?

Then Elle in the silhouette rocked heavily.

"................................. seriously?

"Not that I can assure you because of the scarcity of judgment material...... probably......"

Elle's silhouette shriveled into Shester's words.

Then Shester went on to speculate further.

"... perhaps from the beginning you introduced a fake ribeau with the intention of fitting us in? No, maybe he doesn't have the stomach to be a ribo in the first place..."

"Is it true, Shester!?"

Lombardo asked Chester with a startling look.

"This is just a guess. But at least he who calls himself Libor, whom Lord Elle keeps an eye on, wonders if it's the job of him to stay in the hall as a..."

Then Elle's silhouette was the biggest shake ever.

".........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Elle exclaimed in a loud voice.

"... for God's sake... I am the King of Cats... not once, not twice..."

Then Lombardo called out to Elle feeling sorry for him.

"... no, well, I don't have to let you down... why don't you just get rid of that and come back here? ……

But Elle was so depressed that the gentle words of Lombardo were not in his ears, and his silhouette shriveled so little that it seemed to disappear.