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

When I take it to the grave, I have a secret to decide.

That was when I was 15.

On the day of the entrance ceremony at Balfour School, I was fed up. Vulnerable people came after me, trying to use my power. With me, the high score of the various compulsory events at the school is solid.

I'm sure some of the senior students had traces of the Duke of the Hunters, but they didn't fight like me.

The clan is tight, especially those who specialize in group warfare at sea. Create a bloody faction in the school with a branch of brothers, cousins, nieces, and branches, and exert a powerful influence in a league play that does not allow other followers. For that matter, there is an exclusive place.

It would be more convenient for me to be alone and strong. But I also need a jumper to cross the hunters. I can't afford to hold my feet.

Because I was too enthusiastic about early morning training in my routine, I had little time to eat breakfast in the morning. It is probably because of hunger that you get irritated. Buy plenty of bread in the morning at shopping and start eating on a bench that you find in the right place.

There's a strange guy passing by, so come on.

Still, there was a tough guy, and I was eating, and I was walking flat.

Seeing this, a weak girl tries to tear me up. That's why I don't need my feet and hands.

The girl named Zachariah returned an unbelievable smile to me.

Instead of asking for help, it's like you're just asking me to help you. As a result, absolute confidence and affirmation. Green eyes that emit strong light.

I was already in love with this moment.

Soon, you will know that you are a great prophet, and you will be agonized for a long time by the storm that blows inside you.

I was supposed to be, but Zachariah was a cod girl anyway.

As stated in the declaration, I continued to be the best at all events. Following his instructions, even an invincible team of hunters could easily turn their backs.

Even the hunters, the biggest rivals, were driven by the size of their pockets, which they took in as bad friends.

But Zachariah is not mine, not anyone's. In my life, I've only been on the side for the last three years.

A year later, a strong enemy appeared in front of me, secretly chasing the approaching man away from one end.

Isaac Clayton, a child of Zachariah. He understands and trusts Zachariah better than anyone else.

Over the years, I saw the same bitterness in the distance and relationship that I had accumulated with him.

I'm not really the type of guy I'm dating, but I remember a strange intimacy with each other. Of course, my rival mind was bigger.

Eventually, I graduated from school and returned to the territory to meet several times a year.

In my life, the only thing I gave up without even fighting - if it wasn't about the house, how much I thought I'd run away.

But the reality is I'm the Duke's trail, and he's the Great Prophet. --I had no connection.

Then he became the Duke, married for the house, inherited, and continued to fulfill his duty. There must have been a lot of men around him, including Isaac. I didn't notice it just myself.

After a long time, he didn't change a bit. It didn't belong to anybody, and nobody could even get close to the heart.

The wall of rejection of others lurking in that deep part of him should have been a welcome one for my peace of mind. It was a cowardly feeling that no one could ever say to me after 30 years.

And suddenly, goodbye. Have you ever heard of a great prophet dying in an accident? I know his excellence with my own hands.

I suspected suicide first. But that is a question that will never be answered.

The culprit was soon discovered. By the will of the suicidal Ingram family. Grace never left King's Landing even after her daughter-in-law, and often returned home to the Ingram residence because of her weight.

It was an accident that occurred during that period.

My feet collapsed. My daughter killed Zachariah. It was as if I had been avenged for not having been given heartfelt love.

The grace took her breath at the same time as she gave birth. Should a newborn baby do all the work when no one else is involved? As he toured, he saw a fragile little baby in Julius's arms and took a breath.

Is it love or nostalgia? It was a strange feeling. I already have three grandchildren. But it's not like anyone else. What's the difference?

When I saw the Tristan that jumped in soon, the man who was flat at all times, just for a moment, certainly opened his eyes to surprise.

After all, I was sure there was something special about it.

Even if you don't know what it is, this love is firm. I swore to protect this baby with all my might. Even if it was a betrayal of Zachariah, I thought I had to.

When I returned to King's Landing, I went to see him. It grew little by little and suddenly noticed the moment it was first called "jiji".

The shape and the color of the eyes are different. Not even a decent ego yet. Still, there was no doubt that he had taken me captive at first glance, looking at me.

Absolutely, even in his countless bad jokes, this is extremely malicious!!

So you were born to my grandson!?

You were born as my daughter's son, my grandson? Are you calling this a coincidence? How long have you been reading this fate? From the beginning, did you accept the inevitability of dying there without avoiding it?

What happens next, for another fate? Did you need to be reborn here?

I'm not a prophet. I don't know anything.

But in any case, he's as bad as ever. I didn't expect to be born out of my reach again.

Since then, I've seen more of them. There is no doubt that Zachariah is unconscious. And you look and behave like Grace every day, and you're worried. The more you talk about childcare, the more you make a tristan.

Tristan never knew what he was thinking, but Julius noticed Gladys' prophetic qualities and noticed that he was following a lot.

It also showed Gladys the finished back tattoo, and when the field was quiet, there was no need to worry about it. As far as I'm concerned, I just kept my old promise. I told you to show me when it's done, right?

And that was the martial arts tournament I held after I retired. The dress was as strange as ever, but he was interested in fights that he hadn't seen before.

Once upon a time, the light of an eye that can never be seen by a child who releases his intellect and will.

My heart trembled with joy. I saw him again.

I want you to have a happy life this time. Though I did recommend to Rufus whether to give it to my wife or not, but the reply was cloudy. I thought it would go well with Zachariah because I missed her abnormally.

In his subsequent confession of the truth about Isaac's escape, he did not mention the reincarnation. I'm not going to do anything extra for him who lives as Gladys.

If I ever see you again, you'll notice. I'll never tell you. Besides, this is a different story.

And what happened after he fell.

As soon as I saw Gladys coming in, I noticed.

Ah - I wonder if this is your last time.

He lost his words to the prank I set up.

We did it. I was the first one to surprise him while he was swinging around!

At the end of the day, I was finally able to hold such a burning presence in my arms. I could make you cry. Besides, I got a kiss.

I'm satisfied. It wasn't so bad. If you'll take care of me at the end.

The tattoo on the back of the Ingram family tradition, the theme of the current generation is the woman in love. A gentleman who never shows his back to enemies. I couldn't carve you up in that garden.

However painful it may be, I sincerely hope to see your joy again someday.