Reincarnation Monarch

One.

As soon as Elle returned to the hall where Libeau hid, she headed to her bedroom, where she was relieved to see Libeau sleeping neatly.

"Hmm. Did you stay... I didn't feel like Lennon might have contacted me while I was at the embassy... but I hope you stayed, but I think I'm going to be bored for a while... hey, it's still hard to wait ~"

As soon as Elle arrived at the hall, he zeroed his stupidity for a long time.

"Well, then I have no choice. If this happens, Libo is the only one I can count on..."

Though Elle thought of many of the boring hours he would visit in the future and felt depressed for a long time, he had no choice but to be prepared because this was the result of his own lapse.

Two.

"Chester... just tired of reading threesomes, huh? ……

In his own office, Lombardo spoke badly and carelessly to the confronting Chester, whilst leaning on a heavy sofa of total leather.

Then Chester also responded with his usual cool outfit, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows, two buttons, and a sloppy outfit from the top.

"... right. It's not like there are other good ways to spare time though..."

"... well that's true... dare you do something there? ……

"There isn't. Nothing."

"... well... and boredom is tiring..."

"Yeah. Especially since we've been busier and busier working than we were when we were younger. So I'm not used to something called boredom. So I guess we're more bored than normal people."

"Not at all... but let it be..."

Lombardo suddenly began to stare at the window, losing his words in the middle of the story and becoming a sinister expression with a frown root.

"... WHAT!? Is that..."

At the end of Lombardo's gaze, something like a thin blurry mirage swayed loosely.

Then Shester quickly stood up and set herself up.

"Back off!

When Shester said so sharply, he moved on to Lombardo.

Then Lombardo grabbed that Chester's shoulder from behind.

"No, wait a minute, Shester! That shape... isn't it Master Elle?

Lombardo told me, Shester stared at the mirage once again.

"... indeed. Doesn't look like Elle's silhouette..."

The Lombards remained on alert for a while, staring at the mirage.

Then gradually the mirage began to shape slightly, and the silhouette became much clearer, and suddenly the mirage began to talk.

"... ugh. Did you figure something out?... How about you guys? Can you hear me?