Reincarnation Monarch

"... you see? Well, I guess so."

I shrugged with a face that Menontius said he was good at.

"If you're the one who's down a step further down in the final eighth hierarchy... that's the only one I can think of..."

Shester narrowed his eyes and said as he sat still staring at the invisible downstairs at the bottom.

And when he turned to Menontius, he asked, remembering the landscape depiction of hell in his own memory.

"Surely there must be a river of permafrost in hell?

Then Menontius nodded slowly and quietly.

"Exactly. There's definitely a river of ice that won't melt forever."

"So that still exists, right?

"There is. That great river was frozen by God. Unlike anywhere else in hell."

"Elsewhere in hell? You're saying it was hardened with ice there, too?

"That's right. Hell was a world of ice in the first place. We have slowly melted it over the years and built and developed the city little by little, but it was possible because it was done by the families of God, who are not God."

"... So unlike God's, the ice cemented by God's families could have been melted by the devils?

"That's right. Not over the years. But the great river was frozen by God's own hands. Therefore, it still exists under here without being able to dissolve it…"

"... I see. There does not seem to be such a significant difference from the inheritance transmitted on the ground. Then perhaps the name of those captured by the great river of ice is the same..."

When Shester told him to whine, Menontius pointed downstairs.

"Apparently, you see it, don't you?

Shester gazed downstairs with Lombardo.

But in their eyes they could only still see a blurry, pitch-black world.

"... I don't see it... are you sure it's close already? The true bottom of hell is..."

"Oh, it's true. We'll be there in just enough time."

"... well. You're there, aren't you? Gaius, whoever can bring you back to this world..."

Shester glimpsed Lombardo by his side and said with a painful look.

But Menontius didn't care about it at all, and he told him not to do anything.

"That's right. It's possible to bring Gaius back to this world in exchange for his father's life."

"Come on! You don't have to bother saying that!

Shester protested Menontius by putting his anger on the table.

But Menontius did not deal with the wind blowing anywhere.

"... and it's been a long time... since I've been here..."

Menontius narrowed his eyes in nostalgia.

Then Chester saw how it was, and his curiosity, which boiled more than his own anger, prevailed, and he accidentally answered with his mouth.

"... you've met him? To that one... who became ruler of hell and was captured by the permafrost... to that demon king Satan..."