Reincarnation Monarch

"What do you think? Nobody's here, right?"

Gaius entered the royal castle with the Gilios, and told them to remain silent.

Gilios looked around the castle and nodded.

"Yeah. There's really no one there. It's empty."

Gaius nodded back and said.

"That's right." There's not a single one of them. That's why I took it up for now. "

Then Gilios smiled bitterly.

"That's right. I'll let you do it for a while..."

Gaius noticed Gilios' anxious expression.

“What, you still care?”

In response to Gaius' question, Gilios nodded as he carefully looked around.

"Yeah, it's hard to think about."

"To the character of a king? Isn't it the fault of your imagination?"

"I hope that's okay..."

Gilios walked out with his eyebrows closed.

Gaius looked rather concerned and turned to Gilios.

"... I'll try to find an underground passage for now." You need to lead the group and take over the castle. "

Then Gilios smiled.

“I'm sorry, I can be relieved if you do.”

Okay, that's what I'm talking about.

Gaius fluttered when he said that.

He flew toward the Royal Castle.

The rest of Gilios whispered his anxiety, staring at Gaius' tracks.

"I hope it's hard to carry over..."

"Oh! There it is. It's a staircase leading to the basement."

Gaius carefully searched the first floor of the royal castle and found the staircase leading to the basement.

I wonder if it's in the basement.

Gaius descended the metal staircase with a high-pitched sound.

And down the stairs, I was blocked from going to the sturdy iron door.

I see. You have a dungeon.

Gaius turned the door handle just in case.

Well, it's closed, isn't it?

Gaius concentrated again and dyed his left hand red.

"Barflame"

Gaius chanted the name of the spell, and the red flame dragon roared and attacked the iron door.

The fire dragon hit the iron door and immediately dyed it red.

And gradually, the iron door changed its shape.

"Just a little bit more... but it's still hot..."

Gaius was a little blurry, but he glanced at the view beyond from the part where the iron door had melted and collapsed.

Well, whether it's a demon or a snake, I'll beat you either way.