Somehow, there's a hole in the wall about the contents of the safe.
I mean, actually, it's essentially the same thing as a safe. A safe that opens as a key the protective stone Cassandra gave me.
I couldn't find it when I was in Zachariah.
What about the contents of the vault, which was stored and sealed tightly in another space by magic?
It was a thin book. I don't feel as old as I've seen it, so this vault may be a funny space for the flow of time. Like Cassandra's space.
"What is that?
Looks like we found what we're looking for.
I answered Isaac and took it in my hand.
Nothing is written on the cover. Turning it over, I took a deep breath into the first letter that jumped into my eyes.
"What is this?
I couldn't understand Isaac staring from the side. Of course. It's Japanese.
"The second great prophet, Demetria's handwriting. It's written in the first letter of my country," Japanese. "
"Are all the great prophets (...) of the previous life?
"--Apparently. At last, every 300 years or so, it comes out of the blood of the Five Dukes."
To explain, Isaac looks suspicious.
"Zachariah must be different."
Yes, Zachariah is an orphan from a slum. I have no connection or connection with the nobles.
"It seems that Zachariah's existence was irregular."
I read through the manual quickly and put the book back into the vault space. Then, as if nothing had happened, it would be a new wall.
"Zachariah?"
Isaac looks at me strangely, hiding another clue he found.
"I remember the contents, so I'll translate them and give them to you later. I don't think we should let this out."
"Why?
"They say Demetria sealed the dragon 300 years ago."
I see.
"In fact, the dragon was a collaborator of demetria. He helped the humans to stop the same anomalies."
"Quite the opposite."
"Yes, it seems that in this world, history is not correctly conveyed by the obstruction of other factions. I don't know where any informants are, like the black robe guy. That's why I think Demetria kept strictly hiding the memoirs she was supposed to keep in another space for generations to come, 300 years later, until I came here."
Perhaps with Cassandra's help, he had a powerful seal on it.
I don't remember, but I did receive a baton from me 300 years ago. So I want to keep it as it is before it is lost or spoiled.
Until the day comes when you don't have to worry about disruption.
"Isaac, I know what I'm doing in my life."
Even though I'm worried, I'm feeling a bit blown out.
"You can finish everything for me."
I proclaimed it so that I could tell myself.
It was written in the manual that Demetria was one step away and failed to seal the gate completely.
There were originally four gate sprouts in this world. Every hundred years, it's activated to blow, and every time the world connects, executives everywhere have managed to stop it.
And over the years, with Cassandra's help, three sites were already completely sealed off.
There is only one place left in this country. Demetria failed in the seal.
The last hope was that the burst of alien forces concentrated in one place and managed to prevent the gate from being activated for several years, so it was full of energy.
The same thing happens at that time, but this time it is about to happen on a larger scale and with more care. Demetria left a foothold for a successful seal this time.
"It's not like that anymore. Things happen while I'm at school. Share information with Ada and be prepared."
And to my endless reincarnation life, it's all settled.
"--Zakaraia....."
It's not Zachariah.
I'll make corrections to Isaac who called my name.
"I'm Gladys now."
"Oh, I see... Gladys... Sure, you're just like you used to be, no."
"Fufufu, if you say so. It's worth the effort to change."
Isaac asked after silently choosing a few words.
"Are you happy now?
An old friend's question, knowing that I wasn't as happy as I could see from that superficial part. I gave up my life back then because I just lived funny and crazy.
I answered without hesitation.
"That's right... I think I've had more things and more secrets than before - but I'm definitely happy."
"Really... Good night."
While thanking his old friend for his care, he somehow answered the question he had been unable to wipe.
"Really, why did Zachariah's life happen?"
I don't mean to abuse myself, but I have a pure doubt about one cushion that can't be.
"Every great prophet had a mission and fulfilled it, but only Zachariah did what he liked, and died alive. Why was Zachariah in front of me now?"
"That's what ordinary people are like. You're a great prophet, so you have to be meaningless?
"-That's right. I can't help thinking about it."
I nodded honestly to Isaac's candid allegations.
Then we have some meetings, put them together and dissolve them.
When I left the library one foot ahead and walked down the aisle to get home, I heard a call from behind.
"Well, Gladys!
Rumors suggest a shadow - looking back, there was Queen Alexis, who had just spoken to Isaac.
My teacher, Chiaran's mother. A powerful beauty with black hair and the same purple eyes as Chiaran. Until I was queen, I was a super militant in Einsworth territory who was working hard to hunt the Bali monsters.
Even now, she is returning to her parents' home with Chiaran on vacation, raising her family to train the future king. It is the influence of this mother that is strong enough for Chiaran to become a knight.
The depth of Elias' nose, who forgives it and watches over it, is also the father of Chiaran.
When I learned that I was a designer of my favorite dresses and sportswear, I started speaking up when I had the chance. Not to mention that I am now my son's classmate, and it is more unnatural for me to live on bare streets.
Somehow they invite me to tea and take me for a pull. It hasn't changed a long time ago, but it's been a long time since you became queen.
Well, her business roughly involves exchanging opinions about the product. Because I am a valuable monitor customer who clearly expresses his/her candid impressions of wearing feelings and design, I am willing to respond to invitations as much as possible.
I was wondering if it would be the usual development after expanding the product you bought, but today it was really just tea and public talk. However, the content of the conversation was narrowed down to one point.
Alexis steps forward and asks Gwiggy pleasantly.
"So, what's going on with my son? How many kisses have you had?
--Oh, was that your goal?