But Menontius, smiling slightly, turned his back slowly against Chester.
Shester had no choice but to look Lombardo in the face and nod at each other, quietly turning his heels back and returning to the dome in large measure.
"... you're here? The legendary archdeacon mentor even has a demon. And there seems to be an even more mastermind. When this happens... there's only one way to make it happen... no, if you think about it, it's already happened for a long time, hasn't it? ……
Lombardo grinned bitterly at Shester's blur without a voice.
"Oh, you put up with that? Oh, dear. Rest your throat at at that rate. I'll chat plenty with you instead...... Oh, speaking of which, maybe we've already chatted plenty?
That's what Shester said, and then he looked up at the corner of his mouth and invited Lombardo to laugh.
For that reason, Lombardo beat Shester hard on his back and protested with strength.
Two.
"... what are you doing? ……
Shester glanced into the window from inside the dome and groaned as she captured Menontius, nestled in rocky skin.
"... it just looks like you're standing on your feet... are you even casting some kind of spell..."
Then Lennon entered the room with the wind-cut sound of the door opening.
"Lennon, what is Menontius doing?
Then Lennon answered quietly with the cold voice as usual.
"We're waiting for the dome to rise. And I came to urge you both to sit on the couch."
When Lennon said so, he sat quietly on the couch nearby.