Reincarnation Monarch

"Apparently, this is the big hall, right?

Astalot entered through the main gate, walked straight down the corridor and looked into the room and glanced at the huge door that appeared in front of him with both hands.

Then Nerva, who was walking right behind him, answered.

"Sounds like it, huh? They don't have the man they're after."

Astalotto watched the enormous space as he entered the great hall in a slow foothold.

"Well, isn't that what you expected? More than that, it's a huge hall, don't you think?

Nerva also looked around the great hall.

"Right. But... on the contrary, what's the point of making it so big?

Then Astarot smiled all the time that he had earned my will.

"It is. You think anything's too big, don't you? 'Cause look at this high ceiling. I don't know how many meters there are."

"Oh. I know it's our thousand-year-old dragon castle, but the size of Lucifer doesn't allow such high ceilings."

"Normally, you don't have to."

Astalotto stopped there and looked up again at the domed high ceiling depicting a beautiful curve.

"Maybe... No, I don't think so"

Astalot seemed to have come up with something, but he immediately drew his thoughts into the words once again.

Nerva narrowed her eyes sooooo much to look at Astaloto, nor did she say anything in particular.

Astalot lowered his gaze softly from the ceiling and gazed at the door directly ahead of him.

"I wonder what lies ahead?

Astalot walked out at the right time to say or not.

And walked a little faster with a big strand than earlier.

Nerva also glanced at the door far ahead and followed Astalot immediately.

Then, over a considerable amount of time, he walked through the center of the Great Hall and reached the door of purpose.

"Well, are you there?

Astaloto turned towards Nerva once and laughed niggardly.

And as he turned again to the door, he held it forcefully with both hands and pushed it open.

But there was no sign of Lucifer there either.

But the room aroused a great deal of interest.

"... what is this room?

Astalot glanced around the room with his eyebrow roots glued.

Nerva changed her expression rarely and greatly, and she glanced inside.

"That's unusual inside... a room that's just black..."