Reincarnation Monarch

Episode One Thousand Seventy-Fourteen: An Island Only Green

"... over there..."

When Iris shrugged so, he entered a swinging space with a tremendous rate maintained.

Then, at that moment, the swaying space instantly sprayed away.

And before that, a giant flying green island was rising.

"... well, I didn't know there was something like this..."

As Illis slowed down and stopped in space, he shouted in admiration at a flying island full of greenery.

Then Astalot quickly caught up and stopped beside Illis and whined in the same way.

"... brilliant stuff. I can say it's really beautiful."

"Well, I can tell you... you're somewhat too green and depressed, aren't you?

"Right. It feels like unspoiled nature."

"Well, that's odd to say."

"Really? Compliments are so delightful."

"Nothing to praise."

When Iris told him to throw up briefly, he flew again and approached the island.

Astalotto spread his hands wide and squeezed his shoulders.

But he said nothing in particular, and followed Iris quietly and slowly.

Then pretty close to the island, Illis stopped in the air again.

"... there's nothing here, is there?

Though Ilis had taken a careful look at the island, the Thousand Years Dragon, of course, could not confirm any other creature.

Although Astalot also looked carefully around the island, he was still unable to find any creature.

"... Indeed. Nothing at all, huh?

Iris narrowed his eyes sooooooo.

"Don't you think it's weird?

Astalot nodded quickly.

"Oh. That's crazy. There's just nothing there..."

But I still saw no shadow or form of living beings anywhere.

Ilis tongued lightly.

"Fair enough. Then get close and look for it."

With that said, he started flying again and approached the island.

Astalot followed Iris, paying considerable attention to his surroundings.

And it came to pass that the Iris went down to the dwelling of the dragon for a thousand years.

"... just green..."

Iris muttered as he bent his knees and grabbed the soil of the small high hill from which he had descended.

Astalot similarly picked up the dirt and looked.

"Hmm, you look like lean dirt. Is it because this is the top of the hill?

That is how Astalot glared at the abundant greenery spreading beneath his eyes.