Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

[Prince Sarah Married, Unknown Love of Destiny]

The engagement of His Royal Highness Prince Sarah Fiamma of the Holy Fiamma Empire was announced earlier.

Your opponent is Jack Lieber (18), the eldest son of Kalam Lieber, governor of the imperial kingdom of Laes Dimkuld.

You two hit each other on your mother's cousins and say it was a familiar pattern that grew up more like brothers and sisters than it did at a young age.

How did such two end up loving each other and becoming husband and wife? Follow the unknown love of two who will be the noblest couple in the world.

You two met when you were only seven years old.

It was when Mr. Jack visited the Imperial Capital for an entrance test at Imperial Crease School, the best educational institution in the Empire.

In his first city, he meets one girl who is chased by someone.

That was His Highness Sarah.

At the time, His Highness Sarah had the habit of spreading escorts and walking under the castle alone, and it was not like a thug to be who he was, but a gendarmerie.

Of course, Mr. Jack has no reason to know. Without knowing that the girl I met by chance was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and his own cousin, I pulled her hand and fled through a strange city, flirting with the trained gendarmes.

This time is remembered by many people. A (pseudonym), who runs a bakery in Castle Town for twenty years, narrowed her eyes and told her memories of the time.

"The table was slightly noisy, so I thought I'd go outside, and the note flew in front of me. I couldn't figure it out. When I took it, a boy and a girl crossed in front of me and took two pieces of bread from the store. I'm not going to change, just to be clear. Yes, they were His Highness and Mr. Jack."

I can afford to be chased by the gendarmerie. An impressive episode of young Jack's invincibility, but this story goes on.

"The next day, I got a letter. Yeah, from those two. The contents are: 'It was a treat. It was delicious' that's all. That's when I realized that one of the children was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Discipline that doesn't even disrespect a passing bakery. The behavior of the two of you, roughly separated from the child, left an impression on people on many occasions beyond.

For example, there are episodes like this.

The two of you, who were peers in the special education class at Imperial Crease School, were blessed with many alumni. One of them is Mr. Elvis-Kunz Windsor, Third Prince (then) of the Emperor Kingdom of Laes.

Seven years before now, Prince Elvis, then eleven, was put in a predicament. He was suddenly abandoned by his homeland due to the Laez independence conflict led by Emperor King Laez Prince (then) Edwards Windsor.

As a genius prince, he was Prince Elvis, who left him wanting more fame than he did at an early age, but his position within the royal family was weak. Thus King Edwards Prince cut off his conspiracy against the Empire, even though his real brother attended Imperial School.

Ultimately, Prince Elvis defeated his real brother himself and achieved a descent, but behind it was the cooperation of His Highness Sarah and Mr. Jack.

Did you know that the injustice of many imperial aristocrats and luxury merchants had been revealed, as had the time of the conspiracy of former Prince Edwards?

One of them must also be new to the memory of the readers Xian. It is a case of trafficking in human beings (then) of Count Lavinia Fitzherbert, Senator of the Senate.

This news shocked all the Emperor people greatly. An incumbent senator bought up unaccompanied children from an illegal organization and “kept” them in a private residence after cutting off their limbs.

It was His Royal Highness Sarah and Mr. Jack who uncovered this case to hide what.

It was by uncovering the outrages of former Earl Fitzherbert and revealing the political ties that had existed between her and Prince Edwards that he prepared for Prince Elvis a cause to regain his homeland.

You two didn't even quit sneaking into the private residence of former Count Fitzherbert to save your caught up alumni.

Its overflowing courage and profound friendship with your alumni are nothing short of the ideals that every people living in the Empire should set an example for.

Her Royal Highness Sarah says that the day she met, she was convinced that she would be bound to Mr. Jack.

Eleven years actually since that date. The certainty became a brilliant reality.

The language of the proposal has not been revealed. "It's just me and him," replied Her Highness Sarah, embarrassed. There was certainly happiness in that expression, not as a crown prince, but as a single girl.

Glory to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Glory be to His Royal Highness the future Emperor.

Long live the Holy Fiamma Empire!

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There is strength in my hand reading the extras of the newspapers that were scattered around me.

What is it?

and thin paper crumbles.

My throat rang fine like a tremor.

"... what, this..."

History of this world, spelled out in a sniveling newspaper......

I've walked in this world...... his, another life.

Among them, one name that sits as a stone's throw.

Sarah Fiamma.

- Who is it?

- Who are you?

I'm familiar with Jack... he's my fiancée... met him when he was seven...?

... That's where Phil is...?

That kid should have stood......!?

Take that.

With our faces!

Where's who, occupied - ugh!?

".................. Ah. Ahhhhhh............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Hey Rachel......?

I will not answer Tula, who calls out to me to notice, and I will cover my face with a shivering newspaper.

... Smell. I can smell it.

I don't need proof.

I don't need reasoning.

Sarah Fiamma.

From this name, from its behavior, the smell stands in reverse......!!

Is it that hateful?

You're so jealous, about Phil!

Until I take away her whole place......!!

Just for that, until I rewrite the whole world...... Huh!!

At least I felt at peace I was an idiot.

This is an attack.

This is hostile.

The biggest ever - and most clearly reflected her hostility......!!

"... where is that woman?"

I asked Tula in a low voice, only peering into her eyes from the gap in the newspaper.

"Where did Sarah Fiamma go?"

Tula's eyes have a surprising glow.

"... what the hell are you gonna do when you know that?"

"Tell me."

Tula frowns like trouble.

She won't know how I feel right now.

The explanation was a scratch, and I bet you can't imagine what that girl who was beside Jack did.

The thing about her - I only know one person in the world right now about Philine Posford, Jack Lieber's real fiancée.

Still, my anger was conveyed.

The greatest anger of my life in hundreds of years, I'm sure, passed on.

So Toula, sighing like she gave up, turns her gaze to the other side of the street.

"... over there, you'll see a big castle. Next to that, there's another big chapel. After the parade, we should have a ceremony there."

"Thanks"

I threw away the newspaper.

A giant castle in White Asia, also seen through the window of the first awakened inn.

Near there, I have her.

I insulted Phil no more, that woman.

I flew cobblestones.

I felt like I heard a small grunt from the ground when I erased my weight and kicked the void for White Ya's castle.

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At first, the castle of White Asia, which felt spectacular when seen in the distance, changed its fun as it approached.

Because my heart has changed?... or is it made that way from the beginning?

The castle reigned in the heart of the city with a sense of intimidation like a great tree.

Strategically, obviously excessive.

I can't imagine a single profit enough to set up a castle this size.

Except for the symbolic significance of knowing the majesty of the castle lord.

In fact, a number of spires stretched heavenly could be seen from anywhere in the city. of this city with roofs higher than the height at which the birds fly, from anywhere.

As if to corroborate that presumption, the chapel in question was adjacent in a form half taken into the castle.

A large and splendid tower at the top.

When that rings, that tone will reach every corner of the city.

The mountain bike I saw at the parade was parked in front of the gate.

Many vigilantes and guards hiss in their front yards covered in blue lawns.

Have you two gone inside the chapel yet?

So, that woman fulfills her vows with Jack.

More than that, that woman took the oath that Phil was supposed to take!

The lava-like rage boiled down in the back of his chest.

When the hell has it been since I felt so fiercely angry?

Maybe for the first time I can remember.

It can't be forgiven.

I couldn't have forgiven you.

What is the Crown Prince?

What is the Holy Fiamma Empire!

You can't even fight an 11-year-old girl if you don't prepare such a big world!!

Where Who Admits It! that a woman like you would stand in that place!!!

Driven by anger, I plunge from the sky into the chapel's vestibule.

Before landing, some of the soldiers noticed me.

But it was quicker for me to put my feet on the ground than they put up cannons.

Stormy wind pressure swirls.

Soldiers and guards came together and rose screaming, echoing the heavy falling sound of armor on multiple occasions.

I walk.

Soldiers groaning at the weight of their own armor don't even get into sight.

Walk step by step through the cobblestone that leads to the entrance to the chapel.

"Hey, who are you...!?

"Backup, call backup!!

A soldier put up a spear and intimidated him.

I saw the other side of it.

Wooden door with kannon opening.

Back there -!!

"Ohhhhh -!!!"

"Whoa, whoa!!!

Push away that which is in the way, and I will stand before the door.

Heavy standing doors.

Wall painted tattoos are carved on the surface to see what it means.

I gently touched my hand to bring my fingers along the sculpture.

At that time - tingly, my fingers tremble.

- Beyond this door, there's him and her.

If you think so, for some reason - as if frightened, your body is stretched.

… what… what… what, sometimes frightened.

I have already defeated her once.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

To open this door.

I must have come this far -!!

The big door, about four meters high, bounced off with the roar.

In the dust, the sound of wooden pieces falling flat strikes my ear.

And I took a step, and set foot.

Make sure you scratch the dust and break it, two, three, four steps.

In the fifth step, the dust clears.

It was long and the road was stretched.

Straighten up the middle of a bench lined up in rows.

Virgin Road.

of the road Phil was supposed to walk on, at the end of it.

There are two of them.

I have her.

A man and a woman dressed in pure white wedding costumes were turning this one with a stunned look.

One of them.

I stare at the girl with a thin veil on her face and a pure white wedding dress.

The girl with chestnut, hair similar to Phil's.

Sarah Fiamma is.

- Girl x is.

I stood next to Jack and gave him a thin grin.