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

When I first met Tilda, I wasn't interested and didn't notice. Now that you have 30 years of experience as a teacher, you know a little about this child in front of you, even if you don't rely on prophecy.

The boss monkey in the mountain can lead the circle because he is confused about his worth by the Duke of Ingram's lineage and magical talent. Sitting in a privileged environment, he mistakenly sees his strengths with his child's omnipotence.

From now on, there are girls like you in the back watching as they flicker. Oniichan and I found a reconciliation scene and ran upside down, so you left the surroundings behind. Fighting between women is a splendid battle, but what if you let go? Well, it doesn't matter if it applies to me.

You really can't do a lot. [M] That's why it's going to be like me and Sashi facing each other. I felt dizzy by myself and went out to exercise my abilities, and became an empty feather.

You have to break the elongated nose thoroughly in the crowd loop. There is no magic or knight power. From your point of view, defeat me completely helpless first.

"Hey, what are you doing... mochi..."

I picked a cake lined up on the table next to it and pushed it into the big mouth that I was about to open to scream. You can't spit it out in public. This will be quiet for a while.

"Oh, I can't believe a girl shouted in public like this. When you're frustrated, sweets are better. Here, you're calming down, aren't you?

"Are you kidding me... my thighs..."

Are you stupid? The second round. Now I throw in the tart. The trick is to choose the one with less moisture.

Still not enough, huh? What do we do next?

He took Tilda's hand as he dropped his gaze on Nico and the cake stand. Grip it tightly and smile.

"What do you want to eat?

I won't let you escape., so that you can hear the sub audio.

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As if he had some wisdom, he shut his mouth with regret. Shut up and think of a counterattack. So you decided to rely on magic again.

Quickly gaze at the Ernest who noticed him next door. You wouldn't have time to rest if you had Eri's sister, but don't worry. I won't let you do it.

"Huh!!?

Tilda distorts her face in pain. It's hard to see what's going on, even if you're watching. I changed the way I held my hand. On one thumb.

Holding a finger is forbidden in most martial arts. Because it's dangerous. Fufufu, I just twisted it a little, and it hurts and you can't concentrate. And my manners are as elegant as dancing! What, you don't have one? in that state.

"Oh, what's wrong, Tilda? Are you feeling sick?

Oh, ufufufu, when she laughs, Tilda opens her mouth again because she can't stand it. Yes, third round. Now it's Scone.

It's really stupid. It would be horror from the other side. Snoodles with sweets. Oh, this looks like fun. Ernest's face is pulling.

It's about time. As Tilda pulled her fingers out, she quickly retracted behind me, poking into my gap where she glanced at me. As soon as I thought about it, I grabbed the punch bowl nearby with both hands.

Hey, he really wants to rub me down. It's supposed to be so heavy, but it's got a lot of guts. Well, Hatsukishi is a good thing.

"How dare you imitate me!? I won't forgive you!? Take this!!

Oh, now you're done. Instead of calling it a catharsis, I smashed the contents of the bowl into me with a proud face.

But unfortunately, time is running out. I won't let you get away without meaning.

Soon, Max, who stood in front of me, activated and prevented defensive magic instantly.

"What are you doing?

Max asks me astonished without looking at Tilda. Good timing. I was just about to come over after the dance. Tilda was stunned when she was convinced she was going to win.

I was playing with my cousin.

I just answered and put my arms together with Max.

"This is my brother Maximilian. You know, I told you, right?

I introduced it to both of you. Ernest would have understood the word. Stronger than you, I think. Max moved first, so he missed the stop.

Max twisted his neck without noticing the regrettable Ernest.

"What are you talking about?

"Fufu, I said I'd introduce you to my brother. Ernest Ingram and my sister Tilda."

"Ah, the Duke of Ingram...."

Looks like I remembered Quentin I met at the funeral. You were there when they told you to get along with my kids.

You're getting along, aren't you?

"Yeah, it was fun."

"You're the only one. Poor thing."

Instead, he turned his sympathy to Tilda on the side he was attacking.

"Should we give up fighting Gladys? I can't win."

I blew it out from my heart. Hey, Max, good job. I told you kindly, but it's counterproductive. Ingram's hate of losing is on fire.

"No, I'll never lose to you! Check it out now!!

Tilda, by all means, has regained her mind and declared war. I giggle and reply with a smile.

"Was there a match in the first place? Well, whatever you want. Let's go, Max."

Ah.

Bye bye. Shall we play again?

He waved his hands and walked away from the front of them. Wow, it was ticklish, and Max murmured so he could hear it. Yeah, I think it was pretty malicious. I did Tilda's pride.

In the meantime, the scoundrel lady is in a state of shock.

I look up a little farther.

I met Ingram's brother and sister's father, Quentin. I watched the whole thing from far away. I've always realized that I've only been observing things from afar because I've been a socialist for a long time.

Laughing returns an expression that seems complicated. What a lovely niece you have.

I bet that's the face I used to see in school. Do you know what that is?

Well, it's your conclusion that you didn't come to an end, right?