Reincarnation Monarch

One.

Three days after Gaius began his special training at Delkia, Gaius' magical power, initially badly regarded, had been transformed into something so powerful that it could be seen differently.

"... at all, if you do it, you can do it. Why haven't you taken this seriously before?

Delkia asked Gaius with a rather frightened face.

Then Gaius said with all the evil looks on his face.

"No, well that's... you can't be serious without being pushed... see, there's this guy who plays around without getting himself into the test, and finally he's on the eve of the test and he's in a big hurry to study, right? That's it..."

"I don't know much about your analogy, but I only know that your personality is helpless and lazy anyway."

"... I don't think that's enough to be said..."

"No, that's not true. Didn't you say that before? He said he had suffered catastrophic defeats in a country like Dallas. Nonetheless, isn't the throat too smooth and then retreating down to the present day? If there's any other way to say this without calling it laziness, I want you to tell me."

"... No, well, that's right..."

"Fair enough. Much has been gained. After a month of special training, you'll be the right person."

"... what!? You still have a month to do it!?"

"Is there anything to complain about? I thought you said it first. Your current strength is that you can go downstairs and ask anyone to do something about it. So, what's the point of going downstairs?

"... that's well, yeah... but I'm worried about Elle, who's stoned, and I don't have to do it for the next month..."

"Shut the fuck up! If you have time to talk, give me some special training and get more strength! See, you idiot!"

Delkia busted Gaius' foolish illustration along the way, reddishing her adorable face and yelling furiously.

As soon as the anger was gone, Gaius had no choice but to shut up without a sound.

Two.

As Gaius dragged his corpse and walked in vain through the narrow hallway, he heard a low, calm voice calling Gaius from behind.

Gaius turned to the voice, looking troubled, and there was a dove with a glued face approaching him at a slow foot.

"... what can I do for you?... Me, I'm pretty tired... Ha! Isn't that an addition to the special training?

Dove approached with a bitter laugh and walked over to the tip of Gaius' nose.

"... don't worry. Not..."

Gaius stroked down his chest relieved from his heart.

"... I need to ask you a few questions..."

"Yeah? What do you want to ask me?... What do you mean?

"... um. You went for the lowest level of hell in order to restore the family of God who was stoned to death, didn't you?

"Oh, I don't have a lot of credit for that. I have fragmented memories of my previous life as a reincarnator, some of which are related to Astalot, the finest demon. So, that's kind of a good image, though. I don't know... yes, I still feel like a close friend. So I thought I'd meet Astarot."

"... well. I see that. But this is about what if... what if it wasn't the devil who stoned Elle? ……

"... who besides the devil can stone Elle? That's why..."

So Gaius realized there was more.

Dove then narrowed his eyes and looked sharply straight ahead at Gaius.

"... right.... I'm here. There are other people besides the devil who can imitate that..."

And Dove said something about a possibility that was shocking to Gaius.

"... those who fought longer with our demons than they used to be in the ancient past and had equal or greater power with us... yes, those who call themselves gods..."