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

Today, I had a bad feeling when I woke up.

Cancel all schedules. I don't know, nothing motivates me. If you concentrate, the prophecy may come down, but I don't feel like doing it either.

My uncle and servants are watching me with a disturbing atmosphere, but I don't know.

Maybe I don't want to know.

I managed to get my uncle out of work worried, and then I pulled him back into the room.

I tried hard to exercise in the morning routine and have breakfast with my uncle, but I couldn't do the rest. I don't feel like doing a job in the name of a hobby that I wanted to do so much.

"Impact" is also on track, and we have excellent staff, so I stopped thinking today.

Alone in the room, drinking tea, lying on the sofa, stretching, just spending a little time.

And the information came after lunch.

My uncle is not at work. In a hurry, the butler Gerald came to the room.

Grandpa - Gideon is down.

That's all I know. That's why I don't want to move. The answer is already out.

I'm still conscious. However, the next meeting will probably be the last.

It's hard to understand.

--It's really painful.

Zara helps me get ready.

I don't want to go. But I have to go now. Definitely by today.

Take the carriage to the Ingram residence. It's not that far because it's in the same section of King's Landing. Since Gideon moved his home base here, he has been trying to visit from time to time.

Arrived at the mansion in about 30 minutes, and a familiar butler went to the reception room. But I couldn't go to see him right away.

Because I had a customer. King Elias.

Gideon and Cornelius have been close since school. Even though they became kings and dukes, they continued to be friends.

Thanks to that, my son Elias was nostalgic to Gideon. Until I was an adult, you and me, Gideon, we were cute for each other.

That's why they rushed to this sudden news with patience.

Speaking of grandchildren, I don't want to disturb Elias's sympathy. I waited in the reception room silently with Zara.

But when I stay still, I still can't calm down.

"I'm going for a walk in the garden."

Zara and the servants of the Mansion left behind and went out on the terrace. I don't want to see anyone right now. I want to be alone. I want to put everything ahead.

The martial arts tournament was held here more than two years ago. At that time, I still know the way to get lost.

I was fine when I met him last month. Ever since we met, the impression of being old has remained much stronger.

It's also an idea to have a good memory. As decades of memories come back one after another, my spirit will be shredded.

I walked toward the garden in the courtyard to avoid signs of people.

What should I do with this emotion? It looks like a frozen fear pierces your heart.

If you fly your mind far away, you can contain this upset. As I've always done.

So we can escape this spiciness.

But I didn't feel like doing it now.

I didn't cry when Cornelius died. I closed my mind and handled my feelings lightly. Otherwise, I thought I couldn't stand it.

Do you do the same thing for the third time? Is this guilt? No, I hate myself...

I didn't realize that running away from the bitterness of farewell would mean running away from the time and friendship I spent with them. It's because I've been controlling my mind too much for so long. Because I stopped thinking.

But to admit it, it's too painful to accept.

Gideon, my (Zachariah) best friend. My grandfather.

How many precious people will you see off next? I'm not ready. I'm ready to take a step forward.

Yeah, that's why I don't like it. It becomes so unstable. I wanted to keep my eyes closed all the time. Who the hell am I to blame for this?

My legs stop. Turn around and find the culprit.

"--That's why I'm here"

"accompanied by my father."

Chiaran slowly walked in with his emotionally restrained expression.

"I just said hello, and after that, I was the only one who refused. I saw you on the way back."

Keep the minimum description quiet.

Oh, I'm sure you're just reading my feelings again. I realized Gideon wasn't around long, and I was curious.

You're really starting to hate me.

"--It's Chiaran's fault. If it had stayed like this, it wouldn't have been so painful!

I can't help beating eight.

"Even though I wanted to see you for the last time, it was fun...! This is going to make you sad goodbye...."

My voice trembles. Even if you desperately squeeze it out, it gets smaller and smaller.

I see. I'm sorry. "

Chiaran answers with an uncontrolled voice and stops in front of me.

"That's right, because of you, I'm so responsible...!

"What do I do?

What do we do?

... that's what I want to hear.

Inside his head, he was confused, and the words that he had never thought of came out of his mouth.

"... lend me your shoulder again..."

Ah.

My arm, which is bigger than last year, enveloped me.

"... fu, uu..."

Here, I finally cried out loud.