Reincarnation Monarch

"Hmm. Oh, God's..."

Shester unexpectedly narrowed her eyes sharply and stared at Glenn.

Then Glenn panicked at the gaze and waved his hands flourishing before his face.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Unlike what he said earlier, Glenn toned down quite a bit.

"Right. But it's possible it's an ancient document about the Augustus, isn't it?

Shester said with a voice that gently enveloped the toned down Glenn.

Glenn then looked a little relieved.

"Yes, actually, after talking to the Shesters earlier, I remembered..."

Glenn grinned when he said so.

Shester was convinced from that smile that Glenn's confidence would be outwardly strong behind words.

"Right. I'd love to hear that, wouldn't I?

Glenn was very pleased with Shester's desire.

"Really! Now… please take your seats. I'll explain."

Glenn walked out in a completely different direction when he looked around and found a nearby table to point at.

And when he held the ancient documents placed on another table in his arms, he rushed early enough to the Chesters, who had already sat in the indicated chair and waited.

"Well, gentlemen. Now look at this ancient document."

That's what Glenn said and put the ancient documents on the table, quietly turning that cover.

Then Azio, peering into the ancient documents, put in a scratch.

"This is an amazing bug eater. And the dirt is pretty bad, too, this..."

Then Glenn answered a bitter mix of laughter.

"Yeah, it is. The same is true of this ancient document, but because of the maggots and dirt, it's left behind with little research."

"Well, I guess so - more than half of the entire page is indistinguishable, and you can lose interest in studying it."

Then Tran mixed up Asio.

"Hey, don't even say you're a researcher."

Then Asio immediately disputed.

"I can imagine. You don't have to have any experience with researchers, do you?

"Hmm. Have a clever, windy mouth..."

"The human imagination is richer than Tran thinks. Some people are infinite."

"Make what look great. Now you're a poet, huh?

I'm not taking it personally.

"You must be conceited."

It was a long time since the two hung up, but Shester broke in on the way, sometimes concerned.

"Well, wait. Both of you. Glenn, are the other pages the same?

Then Glenn bent his mouth to the letter to. But he said unfortunately.

"Yeah, unfortunately it's something similar. But..."

Glenn said there, once the words were separated, looking into Chester's eyes.

"… the last page can be read to some extent"