Reincarnation Monarch

"A secret... if so, was that earlier?

Ilis asked as he tilted his neck.

Astalot also tilted his neck and questioned Ilis.

"What is that?

"The one that covered this island."

Astalotto nodded with a convincing look.

"I see. That one"

Iris laughed and asked Astalot.

"Uhm. By the way, what the hell was that?

Astalotto thought and concluded of various things.

"Probably, but I think he used the refraction of light to hide"

"Refraction of light... so is the Thousand Years Dragon?

"Maybe..."

Astalot sank himself into the sea of thought as he gazed under his eyes with a serious look.

And after a while, Astalot opened his eyes cuttingly.

"The epidermis of the Thousand Years Dragon is covered with clear scales. It might be a great way to take advantage of light refraction."

Then Iris gave a convincing look.

"That's it. They're deceiving our eyes with it."

"I think that's likely. But how do we find it..."

"Shouldn't we just find a space that's shaking like earlier?

"That's true... I saw it earlier because it covered this whole wide island... Thousands of years. Though dragons are huge as creatures, they're so small they can't compare to islands, can they?

"Hmm. Will it..."

"Oh, it's a pain in the ass when this happens."

"What do we do? Depends on what allowance you're looking for?

Astalot thought deeply there again.

"... Though smaller than an island, Thousand-year-old dragons are giant creatures. Then it depends on the allowance."

"Don't you? All right, why don't we just look from above? If there's room for shaking, there must be a thousand years of dragons hiding there."

Astalot nodded in such a way as absolutely nothing.

"Okay. Then let's just do it."

"All right, let's go"

That being said, Iris just popped up again.

When I dropped off Illis' fault, Astalot slowly floated his body, too.

And it continued to rise slowly, meanwhile gaping at the ground.

"... here you are... I hope you find it... if you were hiding somewhere in the shadows... don't bother..."

Astalot had a troubled look on his face, but he didn't think it was obvious even if he was just jiggling, so he started flying without a choice.