The Great Prophet Is Running From Her Previous Life ~ I Want to Live a Rose-Colored Life After Being

The dress to be worn as a surprise gift has been decided, and the graduation preparation date is approaching in a few days.

Somehow, it is very impressive that the school year is coming to an end.I've been sending you out as a teacher for the last 30 years, but I didn't expect you to send me out as a school student.

But I can't immerse myself in emotion because I still have anxiety in my heart.

The day of the prophetic invasion is also near.

During this preparation period, I feel constantly anxious that I might also be able to do something.

If you predict with all your might, you can see the future and blow up this anxiety - every time you are driven by such temptation, you can stop feeling that it is not the time.

The biggest weapon I should believe is this cannon.That's the Great Prophet.

So, I'm sure it's funny until it comes down at the best time, but it's best to just wait.

In my hurry, I was almost ready for a national disaster at a remarkable speed.

Most of the summoned lords are coming to King's City from the territory.

The Tristan will also bring a small elite from their homeland and will arrive at the Mansion of King's Landing tomorrow.

Like fighting in a snowmarch, if you have a lot of jungle fish, you can handle it with the power of King's Landing, but if you become a special type of powerful monster that has been summoned so far - especially when it comes out in the second half of the year - you can't cross it without the power of the Duke.

So until the day of the invasion, the King's Capital will be filled with the best knights in the country.

In the current situation, where the stars on the clouds are everywhere, the general public's tension has exploded.The morale of all kings is only growing.

Looking at this from a distance, I'm a little worried about how private I can be a sophomore these days.

Mental remains shaken.

Can I properly defend the free life of a girl named Gladys Langley?

Winning is important, but we can't afford not to think about what happens afterwards.

As long as I live safely, my life will continue even after spring.What will happen to me then?

Engaging with work, school, peers, and dreaming about the future.And friends with Chiaran.I can't help but think of it.

I don't want to lose anything.But to win, there may be things that you have to give up.

When I think of it, I'm really scared.

--In that situation, a little weird happened in the middle of the night.

Use T-shirts and shorts instead of pyjamas to stretch lightly on the bed as usual

Then drop the lights and dive into the blanket.

I usually sleep well in my dreams in no time.

They date Chiarans all over the city like normal girls.

It's a clear dream.

Real Chiaran can't be so flirting with me.But it's a good dream, so let's sing a song.

Speaking of which, I've never had a proper date with Chiaran.

When spring is over, I want to be able to see you two honorably.

Immediately after I thought about it in my dreams, the intense killing spirit swelled up in the immediate vicinity.

Wake up to the signs of someone moving.

Seeing what was incredible there, I lost my words in astonishment.

Next to my bed, I met the familiar amethyst's eyes.

Reaching out to the sword around the pillow is like a samurai of the era drama, and I have a strange feeling of escaping reality.

Chiaran, whose eyes met mine, also opened his eyes with a faint expression that he had never seen before.

"Gladys!?"

I was surprised to be called by my name and finally realized that this was real.

Chiaran in a nightgown stares at me next to me in a sleeping position with a hole in her body.

Then I murmured relieved.

"Grace, it's not..."

The feeling of falling asleep blows up all at once and leaves you reflectively.

"Eh, eh, Chiaran!? Why are you here!?"

"--no, that's my line...."

Chiaran returned the sword that had been pulled out and resolved his alert, unusual and unable to hide his agitation.

"Have you metastasized?"

Huh?

After being told, if I looked around in the light, it wasn't my bedroom at all.

"--Where are we?"

"My bedroom. When I was asleep, all of a sudden you showed up next door."

"Haah!?"

Look around the room again and face Chiaran again.

"Yeah? This is Chiaran's bed?"

"--ahh"

Chiaran nods with a little distance apart as if he were in trouble.Soon the lights came on, and the room was brightened.

Unlike the cute room surrounded by my favorite things, I was oddly convinced that it was a fine and decorative room that looked like a chiaran.

Oh, I see. I'm scared of real or ghost stories when I suddenly see someone next to me while I'm asleep.I think it's usually an assassin or something.Not to mention the look on Grace's face.

"Sorry to surprise you."

"--Well, I suppose you should say it was good to be at my place....."

Well, at best, the family was safe, and it would have been tough to make excuses for anyone else to go.

I don't know, but it's just a sudden and sudden development anyway!?

But how about the first bed of a boyfriend who should be happy and embarrassed in a situation like this?It's like you came crawling at night!?

Chiaran, you're not pulling!?

I mean, why!?

"--For now, why?"

I accidentally asked Chiaran in front of me.No, I'm still upset.

"No, even if I tell you....."

Of course. You don't know more about Chiaran than I do.

The two of you face each other and twist your neck.

Chiaran, still confused but staring at me, said something unexpected with a face that seemed to have noticed something.

"Are you full of magic?"

"Eh, yeah? - Speaking of which!?"

I have a similar feeling when I keep a magical protective stone from Chiaran.

That's not even the ratio level of versatility.Is your body full of power?

What is this!?

"--Ah, I see....."

I only wondered for a moment.I immediately realized the cause.

"Gladys?"

"The magic accumulation is over."

Ask Chiaran why this mystery is happening.

"I see. I see...."

Chiaran murmured with a convincing expression and made sure to solve it even more.

"For the last 300 years, all the magic of the Prophets of all generations has been controlled by dragons."

At the moment, in the first, second and second handbooks, the Kingdom's limited human population has fairly accurate information.Thanks to this, we can talk quickly.

The world is supposed to be devoid of great prophets and prophets, but in fact, they are born with powerful, high-quality magic that does not allow other followers to follow.

From the previous invasion, a method was established that corrected the dimensional distortion with its force to completely block the gate.

As a result, four gates in the world disappeared, leaving one place behind.

Last time, our country was the last place 300 years ago, and the second great prophet Demetria worked hard for the complete blockade of the gate.

However, I was able to counter the intruder's onslaught to the last spot, and I did not have enough magic to defeat it.

Three hundred years later this time, in order to avoid the same development, the dragon Cassandra collected and managed magic from all the prophets born during that time, and transferred the magic accumulated in my protective stone to me last year.

A protective stone pendant was pulled out of her chest while she was asleep.

"Don't feel the power."

Chiaran takes a breath.It contains the magic of almost all the prophets born in the last three hundred years.And of course Zachariah's.

"Yes, this time we won't fail with a power shortage."

Recall the Happiness of Forest Survival Games Day.

I used the Guardian Stones of the First Great Prophet Galatea to block the small gates that were open there irregularly.

That might have been a good prep exercise if I thought about it now.

That reproduction will now be done with my own protective stone.

However, this time in King's City, it will become much larger.