The Great Prophet Is Running From Her Previous Life ~ I Want to Live a Rose-Colored Life After Being Born a Third Time as a Duke's Daughter~

On the day of the Founding National Festival.

Quiet escape from the arena as planned, and we are now on guard around Lake Nell.

Today, headed by the five Grand Dukes, the country's leading knights are in a state of heightened security.

If it was a normal opponent, it would be a great retreat, but (...) you wouldn't mind at all.

It reminds me of the humanoid monster I just fought two days ago.

Perfect beauty and style to catch the eye. As my favorite ex-teacher and friend Gladys, it certainly looks just like her.

The moment the blindness disappeared, I was not upset at all.

Someone completely different. Eyes without temperature like reptiles. Gladys can't look like such a crop.

Even though the bug had already pulled out his liver.

Gladys said he didn't know if Tristan could win. Honestly, I can't. Even if we can fight against losing, we can't win that.

Oh, you're still angry. I've been looking forward to going out with Gladys for months.

I've loved spending time with him since I was a schoolboy. The only one who didn't treat me special at all, who had been treated as the next Duke since before I got caught up in things.

Within the campus, even if everyone is equal, there is nothing to do with people's consciousness. But the teacher didn't really care about the shards either. They're all just the same students. In front of him, neither I nor Ada were just one of the ordinary girls.

The cozy space is still the same now that you've become Duke. It's better than before. Shopping at Madame Salome as a friend was very enjoyable.

I was going to watch today's ceremony while enjoying chatting side by side. We're ruining everything.

I'll hit you right here with that anger.

Now we turn our eyes to the quiet lake Nell.

"Auntie, are there really monsters appearing?

The accompanying Viola spoke with curiosity.

"Yeah, that's what I was gonna do."

I assure you with certainty. Gladys is right about that.

All the other dukes are bringing their successors. Everyone thinks together. Even though it is still a heavy load for half the people, there are rare opportunities to gain this kind of experience.

Whether the opponent is Grace or a special sealed monster.

Each duke and knight is waiting at a designated location to surround the lake.

"Hey, this is confusing. Please don't use private language."

On the other side of the lake, more than 200 metres away, I heard a complaint from Quentin Ingram.

Copy that.

Answer just one word and show it to Viola with your forefinger against your mouth.

The knight on alert here is fully sharpening his five senses in order to respond immediately to any situation.

Especially at our level, we can talk normally from the edge and edge of the lake. Looks like Viola can't do it yet. It's neat. You're not talking to yourself.

The directive we have officially received is the extermination of a special monster that is sealed at the bottom of this lake. The people deployed here don't seem to have the same mood. I am convinced that there is something unusual. Because there is supposed to be a depositary (...) word (...) of the person (...). --I 'm not mistaken.

Whose prophecy - the truth is known only in part to Gladys.

I wonder what's going on in the arena. I hope nothing happened, but when I looked at Gladys' outfit today, it was full of motion. Ellis also put Gladys next to him, and he seemed to have prepared himself for everything else, and it seemed better not to be too optimistic.

When you have trouble making this kind of judgment, it is actually Tristan that serves as a guide. The other dukes have been flirting with Tristan in the distance. As long as Tristan looks boring, she'll be fine. Tristan's ability to sense enemies exceeds the knight's limit. Like Gladys.

When I sent my gaze and observed casually, the timing clearly changed Tristan's pure air.

A sense of urgency is instantly shared only among the Dukes. Yeah, Rufus is on our side, too.

With our change, the remaining four heirs looked sharply at the lake surface, late and nervously.

Just a few seconds later, a huge magical formation spread underwater. The light emitted sends a strange message to the other guards. As scheduled, the alarm went off immediately.

"Here we go."

Our ears watching with hard saliva also heard an alarm from the battlefield. Not only that, but also tens of thousands of screams were clearly conveyed.

"Hey, isn't that where you started first?

"Oh, my God."

I hear a conversation between Quentin and Hugh Hunter. Certainly, there are not unusual signs of panic in the arena. On the other hand, although the magic team was deployed, nothing has happened yet.

Is the water level starting to drop?

"We'll talk about it later. I'll clean it up first."

Tristan responded without losing sight of the water.

In that word, everyone is equally focused. If the other side is in danger, Tristan will be the first to run. In the meantime, I'm not worried about an emergency. As planned, let's just say we're committed to solving this problem here.

The water level of the lake was obviously decreasing. Where the hell is this water?

From time to time, I looked at the signs in the arena and found that the state of panic that I had just seen had turned into a cradle of excitement. What's really going on over there!?

I'm really curious, but this is going to be the real thing.

You can see the bottom of a completely drained lake. In a moist moisture, the magic team that first appeared seemed to shine slightly differently.

That's the seal. A crack is running. It's because of the humanoid monster. They'll let you go!

"You're finally going to be the star."

I can hear Hugh's joking feelings. I understand the feeling of wanting to be misled with a light mouth. Just a leaking mood, it's so damaging that the skin of the bird stands up. I've never experienced anything like this before. Digits are different from the monsters that have been summoned so far.

Rather, is existence itself different?

The surface of the lake, which should have been muddy, was dry.

What appeared from the bouncing seal formation was the bright red flame itself.

Without waiting for all of them to appear, Tristan, Quentin and Hugh flew in a splendid combination and slashed them.

It's a fairly well-known story that these three were soft and fluffy during their school days, and that's a breathtaking feeling.

"Ahhh! Hey, he's sick!

I heard Hugh scream.

I can see the whole picture more clearly when I look away. The expression is certainly the best.

It was as if I had waved my sword on a real fire, and I was powerless and bare. The simultaneous attacks of the three Dukes have taken no damage.

As if nothing had happened, a lump of flame emerged from the formation. A few seconds later, if you say so strongly, it settled into the form of a cat beast.

It's like a supple cat that burns. However, it is about the size of a small two-story private house. It's smaller than the ants at Gideon's funeral, but the density is a different dimension.

It is even suspicious whether there is something that is realistic.

How can we defeat something as energetic as this?