Reincarnation Monarch

One.

"Hmm. Thank you for your hard work."

Elle slept on her back and hung her utterly heartless words of wanderlust on the Lombards, with her fat belly showing plenty.

"... Hi..."

The Lombards had just finished digging holes and carefully burying the body, struggling to mourn the scattered colin, using what they thought was the most extensive and suitable stage for digging the soil.

"Nevertheless, there is another thing. Good luck with that."

Elle was right. There was another body.

It belongs to General Gorkos, who is rich and fat.

Lombardo and Shester glanced at each other's faces with a fed up look as they glimpsed Gorkos' body beside them.

"... can't you do something with magic?

Lombardo thought not and asked Elle.

But Elle's reply was unclear.

"I told you earlier. There is no magic in digging graves. Don't just lay around and do it yourself."

The Lombards restarted their work reluctantly with a tired look on their hands.

Two.

"Hmm... you managed to finish..."

Lombardo spoke to Shester, who sweated with him as he plucked the sweat off his flowing forehead.

"Yep. Well I managed to finish...... what do you do after this?

Then Elle said, looking troublesome with her belly on her back.

"It's not like I'm just gonna walk away from here, tampering with the memories of the people I sleep with."

"So you're saying goodbye here to Lotus..."

Lombardo said a little rustling.

"Right... you were a really nice guy"

"Yeah, but if we do anything to get in touch with him in the future, rejection will annoy him. So let's just shut up and say goodbye... and we'll see him again someday."

"Yeah, I'd love to see you again."

Then Elle, who watched the two exchanges in silence, rose up as he twirled his heavy looking body and asked the Lombards in a slow tone.

"So is that enough?

"Yes."

Lombardo responded briefly in a quiet but clear tone.

"Uhm. Then let's erase all the memories involved in the assassination of Gorkos from them and plant the false memories that they fled with their lives after a thousand years of raids by dragons. Is that all right?

The Lombards just shut up and hammered and agreed with Elle.

Then, confirming their intentions, Elle stood up with two legs, suddenly groaning like a cat with a scratch.

And as the Lombards gave him a surprising look, Elle finished groaning with a satisfied face and lowered her forefoot.

And he shook his head twice, and then turned to the Lombards and said,

"It's over."

"Since now?... It was a groaning chant..."

"That's not a chant. It's just like being in the mood. If it's my class, it's decided to be unchanging."

"... ha. Really... So this is it?

"Uhm. I erased the memories of all those in this forest except Odora. Put the rest down and it'll happen in half a day."

"Then the councillor. Shall we come?"

"Right, Shester. Let's go back to Esta soon."

"Yes, because we have to end that tragedy."

The Lombards never started walking.

When Elle glanced at the two rears like that and nodded one loud, he dwindled his own body and followed them slowly and supplely.

Three.

"I don't know! I'm not kidding! It doesn't matter to me!

The Lombards tried to get out of the woods and to Esta. Just then, a man was walking about 5K (Kirkle) north of the woods crumbling and talking to himself.

"I don't know anything! I have no idea that Gorkos was murdered, and I don't know more about starting to kill each other within my people for that! You have to do this on your own! It's none of my business!

The man was taking that step early enough to return to his loving family, snapping to himself forever.

"I'm going back to the village! You stay out of the army! Anyway, they haven't even looked at me from time to time! You don't know I'm out! It's never about the army again! I'll plow the fields and live! I won't let anyone get in the way! I'm going back to the village!

The man's name is Lukak.

He was a small-time user who looked after General Gorkos around him.