Reincarnation Monarch

As Shester approached Lennon's back, he spoke out in large measure.

"It's Lennon. Listen, aren't the demons horrible?

Then Lennon looked back and said.

"Horrible? Oh, right. That's terrible indeed."

Lennon's answer was unexpected to Chester.

"Is it horrible? You don't look very scared, though? ……

Lennon answered Shester's much-needed question with a full grin.

"It's horrible. But acting with the devil is synonymous with acting with God for me."

"Oh, is that still true? Because if the devil exists, you can confirm the logic that God should be real again, naturally?

"Yeah, you're right. You did say that before, didn't you? Realizing the reality of God is a great joy for me."

"Oh, you heard. But... it's Satan who's waiting for us, isn't it? Still not afraid?

"That's why I say I'm scared. But at the same time, it's also true that you're trembling with joy."

"... don't suffer from understanding..."

"I'm not trying to make you understand..."

"So is that. We are enemies of uncertainty."

"Right. Though, that'll be over soon, too, won't it?

"... he's a nasty guy. You're still a bad guy..."

When Shester said so to throw up and throw it away, he quietly slowed down his walk and stepped back.

"... what do you think? Do you understand?

Signus asked Chester without mistake.

But Shester answered reluctantly with a sinister face.

"No, I don't understand at all, and I'm no longer willing to understand."

Then Signus gave a dry laugh with a caracalla.

"Apparently you haven't been made yet, have you? Young, young..."

Shester slowly went down without dealing with him, although he got a little cocky about the way Signus said it.

And coming next to Lombardo again, now Menontius has spoken from behind.

"Isn't it time you guys saw the bottom in your eyes?

Shester glanced downstairs.

Then Menontius was right, there was a bright blue view at the bottom of hell.

"... permafrost... is that it? ……

Menontius responded violently to Chester's question.

"That's right. That's the great river God has made for so long."

Menontius narrowed his eyes when he said so, with an indescribable look on his face.

"... you look like you might have some deep memories, too?

To Chester's inquiry Menontius laughed distorting the edge of his mouth.

"Not so much. But... it doesn't mean I don't have any memories at all..."

Menontius said so, laughing even more heavily distorted at the edge of his mouth.