Reincarnation Monarch

"... what do you do with a thousand years of dragons? What do you think you're gonna do?

Menontius asked the other way.

Then Astalot shrugged his shoulder.

"I'm the one who asked you that first, right? I answered your questions properly earlier, so please answer them properly."

Then Menontius breathed softly and gently.

"Sure. Then let's answer. The reason I've been sneaking dragons in my nostalgia for a thousand years..."

Menontius punctuated the words once there.

And he caught Astalot with a gaze.

"To melt the permafrost."

Then Satan, who had previously quietly seen and enjoyed the battle between the two, reacted bigger and more intensely than anyone else.

"What the hell!? Melt the permafrost!? That's... can you really do that?... No way..."

Satan's reaction was intense at first, then he squeezed slowly and quietly.

And at the end it became a small whisper enough to say if I could hear it.

Menontius spoke to such Satan with a low but tense voice in contrast.

"That's right! This breath of God created the permafrost and dissolved it by the fire of a thousand years of dragon spitting!

Then Astalotto raised his scepticism.

"... do you dissolve in the flames of a thousand years dragon? This permafrost..."

Menontius raised his mouth angle and smiled sarcastically at Astarot's inquiry.

"I wouldn't know if I didn't try. But at least not the ones you've tried before? Then I'll give it a try."

Then suddenly Satan sent an intense thought to both of us.

"Okay! Let me try!

Astalot looked at the idea so powerful that he had a headache and accidentally blushed.

But although Satan's thoughts were not conveyed as words, they continued to be sent intensely afterwards.

As a result, Astarot's headache became even worse.

"... Satan... I know you're excited, but could you please weaken your mind a little? ……

Then Satan quickly regained his composure or weakened his mind.

"... I'm sorry. I forgot that you are weak in my thoughts. How about this?

As Satan's thoughts weakened, Astalot's headache managed to begin to heal.

"... yeah, well, I can handle this..."

Then Satan leaked a hoot of laughter.

"Speaking of which, is this why you hate me?

Then Astaloto replied, holding the temples down gently.

"... well yes... that's not all, is it?

Then Satan laughed happily.

"You did. Not one. Yeah, you had a lot of reasons, didn't you?

Then Astalot leaked one sigh.

"... So you remembered? ……

Then Satan replied, laughing even louder.

"What, I just remembered. Never mind, Astarot..."