Reincarnation Monarch

"Yes... you have a thousand years of dragons in your pocket, don't you?

Astalot said in a light-hearted tone when he said that he didn't particularly feel it and that it was nothing.

But Menontius' face against him was transformed as he saw it, and it became worthy of the name of the devil.

"... well... do you realize..."

"Yeah, of course."

"... well... I thought you hid it well, huh? ……

Then Astalotto nodded lightly.

"Right. I didn't realize it at first, so I think it was good, right?

"... but I noticed... why did you notice? ……

"Sa 'an... why not?

Astalot said like an innocent child.

Then Menontius' shape turned into something even more vicious.

"... Didn't I say earlier that I would answer properly? ……

Then Astalotto tilted his little neck gently.

"Were you?

Menontius shook his voice slightly in anger.

"... said. Definitely..."

Then Astalotto admitted it softly.

"Really? If that's what you're saying, you said it."

"... don't fall in love with me on purpose. Ask again. How did you know?

Then Astalot raised his nigga and his mouth angle and smiled like a prankster.

"It's heartbeat. I've heard dragons beat for thousands of years."

Menontius frowned on Astaloto's answer.

"... did you really hear that? Aren't you saying the right thing?

Then Astalot spread his arms wide open.

"You're out of your mind. I didn't say anything appropriate."

"Well... but I don't think I can hear you..."

"It seems a lot smaller compressed, doesn't it? The heartbeat is also extremely slight... can you hear me?

"... right... heartbeat..."

"Yeah, how much smaller, because a thousand years dragon is a creature. It's still slightly moving."

"... Hmm. You mean I felt so much heartbeat that I didn't feel myself in my nostalgia..."

"That's right. Or are you still suspicious?

Then Menontius thought a little.

"... right... but I can't think of any other reason for your lord to realize the existence of a thousand years dragon... let's just say I believe..."

Then Astarot laughed even happily.

"For now? But that would be okay. Anything for now."

Once Astalot separated the words, he said with a slight tone of expression.

"... so... what the hell are you going to do with that thousand-year-old dragon?