Reincarnation Monarch

"... So you weren't completely sure, were you? That's a dangerous imitation, isn't it?

That being said, Elba said even more with a slight grin as she thought she had glanced at Shester.

"What would I have done if I had been part of some criminal organization? What am I supposed to do if I take a knife out of my nose?

Then this time Chester smiled lightly.

"No problem. I was allowed to observe plenty of what your body was doing while I was following you. With all due respect, there was no difference between you and the average person."

Then Elba glanced at Shester for a moment, but he put his anger inside even as he looked dissatisfied because the statement was right.

"... So what if I were a magician? You could have been thrown into a burning flame hell by now and wandered all over the ground like nothing else, right?

Then Chester, like earlier, leaked a hoot of laughter.

Then Elba raised her voice of anger this time.

"I laughed again! After all, you are making fun of me!?

Elba, too angry, stood up and raised her voice loudly.

But Shester didn't panic this time, he just sat still, extremely calmly.

But while dyeing both arms blue.

"... were you a magician..."

When Elba regained her calm and muttered, Shester quietly corrected Elba's remarks while remaining calm.

"No, I'm not a magician. He's a magician."

Elba dropped her hips on the couch, trying to fly, with such expressions as unpleasant and extreme.

Then Shester, listening to the loud noise, undone his arms without sound.

And I said quietly looking into Elba's eyes again.

"And you're a lot of a grandmother, aren't you? Why would you do something like this yourself?

Shester, in fact, knew why.

But I dared ask Elba to form a relationship through conversation.

"... I'm out of time. Is that bad?"

I told Elba to rot once more.

Then Shester said this time without breaking his serious face.

"No, I don't mind. It's convenient here."

"... how convenient is that?

"This is how we met."

Elba lowered her face and thought, often silently.

And after a while, you put your thoughts together, and you looked up and stared at Shester's face.

"What are you going to do with the treasure? I'm telling you, that's mine, isn't it?