Reincarnation Monarch

"What's that?

Nerva, who was always laid back, asked Astalotto without rarely getting her hair in between.

Astalot answered with a grin in his face.

"It's easy. The truth is, I suppose he was trying to keep an eye on us without us understanding. But it was too bad, and for some reason, there were signs."

When Nerva snorted with Hung, he looked like he was exhausted.

"Bullshit."

"Oh, really crap. But that's the truth."

"So, what's wrong with that shit?

Astalot shrugged his shoulders.

"Come on, I don't know at the moment. But..."

Astalot slowly raised his right hand.

And when I brought it to an almost horizontal position with the floor, it stopped perfectly.

"Well, what's coming out?

When Astalot groaned so, something incredible erupted from the palm of his right hand.

It was white and kept releasing slowly as it twisted like a wave.

It then spread over the range of a few M on the right hand side of the astalotto, while still becoming like a smokescreen.

Nerva tilted her little neck and frowned.

"What are you doing?

And Astalot smiled, and turned to Nerva, and said,

"It's been decided. I'm trying to catch you."

Nerva raised her jaw and looked at Astaloto with interest.

"Is it like that white spider thread?

"Oh, yes, I am."

"Hmm, but didn't you say earlier that the entity wasn't here just because of the signs?

"You said it. So all I can catch is a sign."

"Catch the signs?... makes sense to grab it?

Astalot deepened his grin even more.

"I do. I know who you are."

"Well, you know what?"

"Oh, I guess"

As soon as Astalot said so, his expression changed.

The grin on his mouth disappeared, giving him a rugged look.

"Apparently, I got him."

Astaloto squeezed his right palm in, lifting his elbow to the top.

Then the white spider thread squished cuddly.

And slowly Astarot drew the thread of the spider.

Then a part of the spider's thread was somewhat bright and bright.

Astalot put the part over his palm.

And again he quickened up his mouth, and smiled.