Reincarnation Monarch

Lesson one thousand three hundred and thirty-seven: The Realm of God.

On the long way to earth, Gaius, who had been silent until then, suddenly spoke to Carla.

"... well, come on, I figured I'd use flying magic... I'm done..."

Carla smiled at Gaius's appeal like that.

"Shut up and walk, you idiot apprentice! This is one of the trainings. Be patient!"

Gaius drowned at Carla's throat.

"Wow... it's tough... Carla's fine all the time, right?

"Naturally. I work out differently than you do. And my body is young."

"Oh well...... so if it was my old body, this rugged uphill that would last forever would be tough?

"Right... because I can't beat the wave of the year I stop by either..."

Then Gaius laughed niggly.

"Oh? It's not uncommon for a weak Carla?

Then Karla responded.

"Hmm! What do I need to be weak about? This is how I got my young flesh."

"Well, yeah."

"What? Are you even dissatisfied with something?

Carla frowned and asked.

Then Gaius replied shrugging his shoulders.

"No, and I wonder what the hell that space was..."

Gaius himself had experienced it, remembering that abominable different space with a crazy timeline.

Carla also thought about whether Gaius' remarks had awakened memories of different spaces, with a difficult look on his face.

"... is that it..."

When Carla whined just one word, she thought further for a while.

"... no, I don't know... why there is such a space... plus where the hell does that exist... it's a mystery at all..."

Gaius then also agreed with a loud shake of his neck ununung.

"That's right. Where the hell is that... maybe..."

Gaius separated the words once there.

And after thinking about it for a while as well as Carla, I told her.

"... there. Come on, maybe... it was the realm of God? ……

Carla showed surprise at what Gaius said unexpectedly.

"God's realm!?... No, wait... Maybe..."

Carla thought deeply with a very serious look.

Gaius likewise had a look that he had never shown much from earlier.

Gaius then stated his thoughts in a slow tone.

"... Could it be that we... were dancing on Lucifer's palm from the beginning? ……