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~

"Defend and line up! Don't let him get away from here!

Lord Jerome Avalon, who was observing the situation from afar as I did, shouted.

All knights respond to instructions instantly. If we allow him to escape, the cat's movement alone will certainly spread the damage. In fact, the branch that touched the tail-like part of the swing burned up in an instant.

All the knights who made the same judgment, some of the wizards on the scene, worked together to circumvent the boundary cage.

That's good.

Physical attacks are likely to be severe, but magic seems capable of countering them. Aiming for the gap between the moment I tried to jump up and the moment I sank my body, I managed to stop it within the range of the original (...) lake that was empty.

The Tristans will quickly put their swords away and join us in our work.

"Auntie, what are you going to do after this!?

Next to me, Viola, who also devotes herself to maintaining the bond, asks anxiously.

I'm sure that's the problem. Five dukes, their successors, and more than 20 leading knights of nobility - almost the most powerful force in the country. I feel the pressure that is likely to break down in the future.

The Tristans should shift to a magical attack if the Sword of the Three Dukes does no damage.

According to the materials handed over in advance, the actual method of successful sealing 300 years ago was water-based magic enough to make an artificial lake.

As we managed to contain it, several chunks of water began to be thrown at the head of the flaming cat.

Randall, the leader of the Warlock, is leading the magic attack with the best of his abilities.

"Wow, wow..."

Viola accidentally leaked a lot of gunfire out of her mouth - water.

A mass of water that collides with the momentum of fury causes a violent water vapor explosion the moment it touches, and shock waves bounce around the interior of the boundary.

Exposed to a stream of incredible destruction energy, the head, which disappeared for a moment, quickly returned to its original shape as it burned back.

Somewhat smaller. It's tiny, but it looks sharp. "

"Three or four more attacks like this are possible."

I hear a conversation between Quentin and Hugh. The outlook certainly doesn't look bright.

So, let's make it...

"If we make a decision, we'll do it now."

Jerome answers my question.

"Take a dangerous bet and concentrate on the attack, or...."

Tristan broke in when he tried to get a verdict as the Duke's oldest.

"Sorry, I need you to do everything in your power to keep the line closed. I'm out."

"Haah!? Hey, Tristan!?

Ignoring Quentin's hastily stopping voice, Tristan walked away from her position. Suddenly squeeze your strength to reduce the pressure applied immediately afterwards.

Stop attacking! Bring them together!!

On Jerome's aggressive instructions, the Mage in the Attack role also gains additional support. It was a little easier and I took a breath of relief.

What is that idiot doing on his own!?

Unexpectedly, in a slightly distant place, Tristan had already started the fight by waving his sword. With a girl as cold and beautiful as an inorganic artwork who can't help but be taken away from the distance.

"Wow... you're breaking into Grace."

I heard Quentin groan bitterly. Oh, it was your sister.

Even so, it was a dangerous place. Someday more troublesome enemies appeared nearby.

If I could put the spear in now, the equilibrium would collapse at once. Nevertheless, I'm sorry to say it was stupid.

Essentially all-mighty Tristan managed to match Grace with high magic with a physical attack of speed and power. I'm sorry, but nobody can do anything in that area.

It's not like I won't pull off the sudden killing of my ex-wife, but I can count on Tristan. Even though the contents were monsters, I didn't hesitate to attack them so vividly. I've heard a rumor a while ago that they were cold-blooded sky-oscillating couples, but I kind of noticed them.

Wow, that's really unforgiving. Besides, they're both intact... I don't like ex-conjugals like this.

I knew it hurt just as much as I did when I tried to defeat you. Even if it is cut, it will be regenerated again. Above all, the speed of movement is close to Tristan, and the attack itself is barely taken.

It's not going to be settled.

No, it's enough to stop that bug.

Oops, not if you're worried about the next fight. We have to do something about this.

I can't stop sweating, but I commend Elias even more for his decision.

Certainly, this meant letting them go even at risk. I was horrified to think that such a monster would have been unleashed by King's Landing in a defenseless state.

Even if we intercept it with all our strength and readiness, I can't believe it's enough to suppress the status quo.

After 300 years of sealing, I can only imagine that it has evolved into a completely unusual monster.

Didn't the sealed Demetria predict it? In 300 years, we will be fighting even more powerful and troublesome monsters.

Or did you make a prediction and decide you couldn't do it at the time, but you can do it now? As far as this situation is concerned, there is absolutely no thread to defeat it.

Oh, no! I've lost power. It won't last long. Viola is starting to read out her magic seconds. The limit is close. One by one, you will unleash the incarnation of that flame from afar.

Should we strike while we can?

Maybe a lot of people have started thinking the same thing besides me. At that time, Grace and the Tristan in battle shouted.

"Don't cut the line! Keep it at your limit!!

The doubts that were about to arise can be resolved in one word. I'm not going to tell anyone this, but I have the illusion that Gladys told me to. This absolute confidence.

If you look at the situation, you'll just end up in dirty poverty. We are definitely beginning to see the future of bankruptcy.

Still, I felt the air that brought everyone's consciousness together on this occasion.

If Tristan is certain, there must be something ahead.

Shifts the goal completely to hold the Flame Monster together, reducing Power Distribution to Critical. If this happens, we'll keep it going for even a second!

Then, while adjusting the magic of deception and deception, an extraordinary string of strings continued.

I feel that the pressure is endless compared to endlessness. In fact, it will only be a few minutes. As expected, he gradually escapes from the exhausted.

And finally, the time has come.

Cracks in all directions of the boundary. The flame monster didn't miss the plane and jumped in search of an exit.

Where Tristan was the thinnest since the beginning, abandoning his position.

--To the Maximilians.