Reincarnation Monarch

"... than that, apparently it's time to arrive?

Menontius said with a calm voice as he narrowed his eyes and looked far away.

Shester quickly turned forward and narrowed his eyes to the position that there was no more and looked far ahead.

"... I don't see anything... it just seems like the glacier is going on in an extended way..."

To Shester's whining, Menontius answered quietly.

"You're with me earlier. Apparently you haven't seen it yet, but it's clearly visible to my eyes, isn't it? His capture cage..."

"Cage?... are you being put in a cage?

Then Menontius laughed lightly.

"... No, it's not. He's caught in the ice, right? Until I put it that way..."

"... Hmm. You're a poet, right?

"Not so much. Is it better than that? It's almost breakup time, isn't it?

Then Chester's face became visibly cloudy.

I saw that and Menontius told me to go after him.

"... From earlier on you seemed deliberately thinking about other matters in order to forget about it, but time is definitely passing. Trying to pass the time for no reason, trying to do something else..."

More shadows were cast down on the face of Shester, who was poked at the drawing.

"... I know. That's not true..."

"That would be so. You were only deliberately taking care of other matters. To forget that this is going to happen for sure..."

I distorted Chester's face so much that there was no more to Menontius' ruthless words.

"... you can't handle it? I can manage..."

But such Chester's plea did not reach Menontius.

"No. Because this is inevitable. Besides, it looks like the person is already ready, right?

As Menontius put it, Lombardo's face had a crisp look.

"... Deputy Secretary..."

Shester shrugged unexpectedly.

Then Menontius blocked it and said it out cold.

"You too. Give it up. I've decided my destiny. Even when you humans are in a bunch, we demons know as much as we do."

"... I know that. So I want to hear it. There's no other way? Gaius, is there any other way to get you back? ……

But Menontius' words crushed Chester's hopes by the time he was completely skinless.

"None. Nothing like that at all. So give it up, man."

To Menontius' ruthless proclamation, Shester accidentally made his face cushy, zeroing a large grain of tears.