Reincarnation Monarch

"Kuku...... this is funny. My complex against Gaius Schneider... I see, maybe..."

Signus looked up and laughed even happily.

There was extraordinary room for that, and Shester accidentally struck his tongue in his heart.

"... you admit it? Gaius, the complex against you..."

Shester asked under the guise of calm.

Then Signus didn't break up his spare setup and laughed, making his shitty face even more crunchy.

"Oh, fine. Aren't you going to admit it? I feel inferior to him, Gaius Schneider."

"... That's a lot of honesty, huh?

Then Signus laughed out loud again.

"That would be natural. I confess earlier with my own mouth that I am far inferior to attack magic. And for a child like that, I'd hold one of the complexes."

Then Chester slipped his neck slightly.

"... Isn't that the other way around? Whatever if the other person had an annual wheel about the same as himself, if he lost to a kid who wasn't even old enough..."

"No, it's because of the difference in years. I'm stunned by the difference in power, but at the same time I laugh at the difference between those years."

"... Hmm, that sort of thing..."

Shester caught on to the part of Signus's words called 'The Difference Between Less Years'.

Sure, there is an overwhelming difference between the years of Gaius and Signus, and I would normally assume that there is nothing wrong with that, but Chester didn't miss the fact that when Signus said 'The Difference Between Too Many Years', he turned out to be an irresistible strange face.

(... it still catches something... it's called the earlier statement that 'you look like you're still a kid', it catches something...)

Shester had great doubts about the age part of Gaius in Signus' words.

Unfortunately, however, there was no further material, so I decided to shelve it once I had no choice.

"... Is that just the place called Yearly Kung Fu? It's very different from Bishop Lennon's intense reaction earlier."

Signus then glanced intriguingly at Lennon, who stood quietly on his right hand side.

Lennon reacted violently, didn't he? What the hell did you say, my lord?

Then Lennon tried to control it with a terribly cold thorny voice.

"Dear Signus, please be there. Play around..."

Then the signal bit into this so that it teased him.

"I see. Your lord's story of a violent reaction seems to be true."

That's what Signus said. He looked at Chester with him on the side.

Then Chester jumped up the corner of his mouth and smiled with a little shade.

"Oh, you're right, aren't you? Bishop Lennon doesn't seem to like the lettering I call a sadist, does he?