Reincarnation Monarch

"... fine. Let's say I call..."

Astalot proclaimed with a thin, clear ice-cooled voice.

Then Menontius nodded lightly to it, agreeing.

"... fine. Do it."

Astaloto was praised by Menontius, who, in the main, turned to the ice tower.

And even cooler, no, he called to the ice tower with a ruthless voice.

"... it's Satan. Wake up. I'm Astarot. Yours..."

Astalot somehow jammed his words there once.

Then Menontius immediately frowned.

"What's up?

Astaloto took a gentle, deep breath and inherited the words to Menontius' sharp and piercing questioning.

"... your oldest friend..."

Then suddenly, out of nowhere, a loud grunt rang.

The ice floor then swayed out in a large, longitudinal direction.

The Shesters couldn't stand the size of that shake, they accidentally laid their hands on the ice floor and endured it as a crawling outfit on all fours.

This sway lasted longer than a minute in time and finally gradually subsided.

"... cum! What a shake... not very much but I couldn't stand..."

Shester finally got room to look around, although he was dressed as a quadruple crawler, with the sway finally subsiding.

Then only Shester, Lennon besides Lombardo, had his hands on the ice floor, and all the other demons stood as if nothing had happened.

"... that's just such a thing as a demon..."

Menontius laughed lightly at Shester's whining.

"Well yeah. With those little girls, they're demons for once."

Then, naturally, the sisters of Hell's ears were as angry as a blaze.

"" Who's the little girl!! Not at all!! He's a clean demon!!

Despite the fact that it was quite a long sentence, the sisters shouted in solidarity, word for word.

For that reason Shester had great doubts about the sinister relationship between the sisters where Delkia's men Dove spoke, but it fell into his chest and asked Menontius what was at stake.

"... by the way, what's the earthquake now? ……

Menontius responded quickly.

"It's Satan. Of course?

"... So you're awake?

Suddenly an awesome amount of cold air blew around where Shester had finished issuing the inquiry.

Shester felt so cold that it seemed to freeze in an instant.

"... yes, now... of... is..."

Chester's mouth was too cold to speak well, but Menontius seemed to understand without a problem, and he answered while distorting the edge of his mouth.

"It's settled, isn't it? It's the wake of the demon king."