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~

If you're going the same way as me, the best weapon is information.

It's a line my grandfather told me every time I was a kid. Words from your grandfather's hands-on experience of having a great prophet as a child are heavier than anyone else's.

But I don't have such a convenient childhood friend. Rather, it is my position to give information to familiar children. [M]

So I decided to do something myself first. Of course, people use it, but if you can do it yourself, you can understand the proper way of moving it by knowing the perspective of the side you do it from. Efficiency and results change dramatically.

With that intention, I narrowed it down to the most convenient magic for intelligence work, but I can't deny that it was too extreme. Rather than work, I have almost become a hobby. I don't think it's a bad hobby.

Wherever your grandfather is going, even if he stabs you with his stupid eyes, you can't stop being funny.

However, I have received some advice from your grandfather.

One of them, which I told Gladys not to do in front of me, was faithfully defended.

Instead, I began to observe carefully. I've never been so curious about letting that grandfather say that.

After enrollment, I was able to observe it more closely, and immediately realized that it was unusual. A high crisis avoidance capability that cannot be explained simply because there is no gap.

Gladys continued to rub through all the troubles that were likely to fall. It is no longer a coincidence.

To give a straightforward example, is it possible that around Gladys, only the people Gladys admits are close?

Gladys, who was vigilant at the beginning of school, actually went well with his brain muscles. It's origami because it's good enough to hang out with the Hunters.

As the area became known, the man who was seriously targeting Gladys rose to his right shoulder. Besides, even if it's not malicious, it's just a bunch of tough carnivores.

A half-blooded man would be crushed, but if he were a knight who remembered his arm, it would be hard to get along with the Langley family.

Therefore, it was not strange to be in trouble at any time. There are limitations to paying attention within your allies.

However, all the worries ended in worries.

Questions that arise there.

What's her source? Obviously, he has more accurate means of collecting information than I do.

If it's something outside of school, I can be convinced that it's a Langley family relationship, but Gladys will respond to sudden emergencies inside the school.

No matter how many people in the campus come into contact with Gladys, there's no turning back.

Someday you'll get more information than I do. Sometimes with speed that doesn't make you feel the time lag.

The answer to my doubts took shape when Guy Hunter attacked Gladys.

After a thorough chronological examination of the situation in the campus before and after that, I later grasped some facts.

Gladys went back to class after class on a separate action with Chiaran. It was a subtle atmosphere for a while, so maybe something happened between the two of us. That's where we're investigating, but the real issue is Gladys' path.

I chose an unusual route by avoiding the troublesome scenes, such as the spots where the Gladys were dotted and the route where the big boxing started.

How can I get information on another building without contacting anyone while I'm walking? It's also multiple, obviously at a time before things happen.

With regard to the encounter with Guy immediately afterwards, in view of the fact that it was possible to investigate and respond to the situation of the students who were implied at an early stage, it can rather be said that the result is the case of Aurai. If it had been as usual, it wouldn't have happened.

The goodness of this unusual intuition. Perhaps if you try to use magic to find out, you will definitely be perceived.

I remember an event that I once experienced.

I once followed Ada, the prophet's leader, with the intention of testing him. Even though I was confident in the cover-up technique, I was immediately found out and reprimanded. I cleaned it up because of my child's illness, but it was pretty bad.

After all, Grandfather scolded me and scolded me, saying that it was a big premise to identify someone with abilities.

No matter how talented I am, there is someone in this country that I can never deceive.

Gladys felt something leading to it.

And then the yam type.

Mysterious connection with your grandfather and Ada. Otherwise, there is some sort of glimpse of engagement with unexpected big people.

How some veteran teachers are doing at school.

Extreme, Chiaran's unnatural attitude.

Strong restraint that would definitely attract Gladys, but not try to move from a friend's position.

One hypothesis was assembled so that the pieces of the puzzle would become jammed.

--This has become interesting. That's a candid feeling.

The romance between a prince and a great prophet is not even a novel. If it's going to be deployed in the premium seat right in front of you, you'll want to see it. I'm sorry about Maximilian. --I 'm sorry for your bad taste.

Today, my grandfather instructed me to keep track of the spread of information and individual trends about yesterday's incident.

And I saw it in the morning.

A Maximilian to attach to Chiaran, a promise to meet later.

Yesterday, the two people who accompanied Gladys to the rescue site - I don't think so for a moment.

They were stuck together. Did their relationship finally work? --This is getting more and more interesting... No, it's terrible to be out of the group even though you're my best friend. We must gather information.

Hurry up and finish your work, and sneak back together to meet the two of you as a matter of the highest priority.

Sorry to be so busy.

"No, I had to talk to you too."

Both of you go out without looking particularly bad.

"Gladys told me. But I won't honestly admit yes. I don't hesitate to hang out."

A Maximilian who declares himself unstable.

Oh, is that what happened? I missed something important. But let's honestly congratulate our best friend for making love come true.

Chiaran nods without being particularly offended.

"I don't mind. Whatever we do, Gladys decides. You won't tell me unless you despise Gladys' will."

Maximilians float to the top of the Buddha in the usual calm, neither restraint nor falsehood.

"Damn right, I can't afford it. I admit to losing at the moment, but I'm not giving up."

"I know. --It's not something you can give up because you want to give up. --And there's no room for that.

After groaning with a sense of reality, Chiaran suddenly disagrees. I've known him before, but I've never seen him like this before.

Maximilians glanced back at it with frustration.

"I hope it worked out after all, dammit. You look like you don't have anything to do with it. So I figured out how much I messed up Gladys."

"--I was going to stay away forever... after all, I was scolded by myself. I told you not to decide alone. That's why I'm not pulling anymore. Unless Gladys' mind changes."

"Wow, I'll definitely flip you over one day! I live with you, and I don't have any standing obstacles. Somehow Gladys is sweet to me and unprotected and sloppy."

I can see from the side that it was a complete loss, but Chiaran smiled slightly. I feel quite prepared for that development.

"Hmm, don't. Hold on."

"- I see. I'm no different from you."

Well, I can't afford that. If there's a Maximilian-like rival hanging around closest to my lover, it's usually the worst. I can't do it.

But Chiaran keeps on telling another true truth instead of saying it.

"But it's also part of Gladys, including what I love about you. I don't want you to change for me. I want you to stay natural and free. That's why I'll put up with it. You don't have to say anything extra."

"You haven't studied at all. So Gladys complained. I don't know anything about that. Say it, whatever you want. He said he was bothered, and he wanted to carry it with him."

"--I guess so. Well, sex."

To Maximilian, who pointed out astonishingly, Chiaran merely deepened his bitter smile.

"So, as always, I don't mind. You stand in front of Gladys and protect me from danger, so I can safely watch from behind."

"--That kind of thing is annoying to you."

Maximilian poisoned me. I can take that meaning, too.

Rather, it's too common for Chiaran to be aware of it. The difference between the two standing positions is equal to the magnitude.

Gladys, that's pretty hard. Even if it seems to be large and open, it is firmly played on the surface. I don't even want to show my friends my weaknesses.

Anyone who can protect you from physical dangers, including Maximilians, is around.

But there was no one who could understand that complicated part, see through the hidden impossibility, and support it.

Even Grandfather, perhaps the longest relationship, is tough to break the pace that is always strong and affordable.

That alone brings to the fore the specialty of Chiaran. --How special she really is.

Well, one question was solved. Was it the stone here that your Majesty secretly pushed the bill?

As long as the biggest wall has not been removed, the future is still difficult. It also means that we still don't know the future.

After this, we talked about going to the Langley house together. I'm sure Chiaran is going to tell Gladys about it directly.

Oh, I'm glad I got away as a kid.

It's interesting to see such a tiring match from the side, but I'm absolutely sorry to be a party to it.