Reincarnation Monarch

Lesson 1,734 was born.

Astalot took control of Iris, who tried to feed Nerva in his anger phase, with his right arm wide.

"Wait, Iris, let's hear it."

But Illis will not let go.

He crept Astalot's right arm and yelled and scattered towards Nerva.

"I am God in heaven! What disrespect for me! I won't forgive you!

"Iris, calm down. He is willing to answer your question. [M] I just need an explanation for that. Right?

Astalot looked at Nerva as he desperately held Iris down with both hands.

Then Nerva laughed sarcastically distorting that long mouth.

Astaloto restrained himself, thinking that even here he could not forget me in anger, although he was quite angry at Nerva for just laughing without saying a word.

"Answer me, Nerva! What does that have to do with how we were born in this world and your saying that we are brothers?

Then Nerva finally opened her mouth.

"Naturally. I'm not chatty enough to talk about meaningless things."

"Then say so from the beginning. Look, Iris, that's what this is all about, so once you've got the spear, put it away."

I told Astalot not to fall for it.

Then Iris slowly pulled out his strength, breathing on his shoulders.

"... fine. Then talk. Except! Be as concise as you can."

Astalot finally took a whopping breath.

"That's the thing. Then please explain. However, order from me, but avoid provocative remarks as much as you can. That's a lot more trouble than that."

Then Nerva laughed in a dry voice.

"... fine. So about earlier, do you guys remember your birth?

To Nerva's inquiry, Iris silenced.

Astalot also thought with a wrinkle between his eyebrows.

Nerva laughed again in a dry voice.

"It will be. You don't remember."

Astalot looked a little remorseful.

"Sort of. You certainly don't remember. But how do you know that?

To Astarot's inquiry, Nerva silenced again.

As a result, Astarot gave a rather frustrating look.

"Nerva, silence is a waste of time. Come on, man. Can you answer me honestly?

Then Nerva opened her elongated eyes wide like a knife.

"It's hard to explain. Not to annoy you."