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Isn’t Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? Chapitre 197 Novel

"Ah, I will finally fulfill my dream and become a rich unemployed woman!"

Deborah, who had saved the empire, sighed suddenly, and fell into a deep sleep on Isidor's back.

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Isidore and I sat next to each other, leaning against the stone wall where we had previously met, and looking at the moon.

A beautiful moon, bright red like a ruby.

The red moon, which the demon was longing for, was quite an unusual sight as it created a mysterious atmosphere. When it disappeared between the clouds without leaving a trace.

“Princess, are you okay?”

Isidor, who had been looking at the moon for a moment, looked at me kindly and asked.

"You know, I feel great right now."

I recovered so quickly that I was surprised by this.

So it started as if nothing had happened.

It was hard to comprehend that the greatest demon had only appeared two days ago, but my daily life and the lives of precious humans were no different than usual.

I was lounging on the bed eating sandwiches while my father and the twins were busy writing reports about the accident.

On that day, Enrique, who was trembling alone in the empty palace on the day of battle, spent some time reading a book to me, while he clung to me all day long.

Oh yeah.

Only one thing has changed.

Every servant I meet looks at me with eyes full of respect and solemnity.

I even saw in the hall some maids arguing about who would help the saint take a bath.

"I was the most avoided landmine by Seymour's servants."

I can't believe their frightened and confused looks have changed so suddenly.

Of course their looks changed, but I didn't feel much different because none of them had the nerve to initiate a conversation with me.

Remembering what had happened over the past two days, I looked at Isidore's face and swung my legs slightly from side to side on the stone wall.

“Honestly, Mr. Isidor seemed busier than me, so I was surprised to see you today.”

Just by looking at the condition of my father, who was all the time summoned to the imperial palace to report the circumstances and details of the incident, I could guess how busy Isidor was.

“Since it is a complicated case involving the Third Prince and the Fourth Queen who were members of the imperial family, there are a lot of documents that need to be completed and the case delved deeper, the imperial family is still investigating the incident vigorously.”

Isidor let out a long sigh.

“Back then, I should have said I had a lot of appointments with the princess, because you are more important than anything else.”

I laughed out loud at his complaining joke.

There is no way to prove whether the desperate desire expressed by Isidore is as true as his aphorisms.

However, the reason I asked Isidor to confirm my wish, despite it being a legend, was because of the memory of Naila.

"I hate cute girls, they're not my style."

The man who was a copy of Isidore and always bore an emotionless face, kept crying sadly in front of Naila, who was dying.

"Don't cry, there's no one here to comfort you, I'm not as good as I used to be."

Naila , terrified of her destiny as a Saint, asked the Seymour House to seal her divine energy with ancient magic.

Due to the lack of mana in the bodies of divine strength bearers, it was scientifically a seal that could never be broken, but it collided with the ancient artifact that belonged to the Montes and the seal was shattered.

"If I were born again, I would be evil and bad."

“What…you?”

Hearing Naila's confession all of a sudden, the man rubbed his eyes and said confused.

"Why not? I'll be a bad girl to your liking. I can do that."

"You tried before, but you really failed."

"Ah, that's right."

“Hah, you have to live twice to be a little evil.”

Obviously, that man said it as a joke to ease the tense mood.

However, I couldn't shake the confident feeling that the reason I was born twice as 'Deborah' and 'Yun Doohei' was because of the words that came out of the mouth of that man who was a descendant of the Golden Dragon.

He must have been sincere and not joking

I shook my head.

"Your words are persuasive."

"...by the way".

Isidor suddenly spoke with a serious face.

"Do you remember what the Devil said? He told me I looked like a man, a face with golden features in all respects is not a common thing."

“......”

"At the time, I thought it was high-level psychological warfare to embarrass me, but when I came home and thought about it, there is only one person who looks like me."

"Luke Visconti?"

His eyes widened.

“How does the princess know the name of the first Duke of Visconti?”

"I have memories of him and Naila in my head, I've seen him in my dreams a lot."

Isidore, who was looking at the red moon, suddenly put his hand on my cheek.

"He was an extraordinary person, who, having founded the Visconti family, handed the title over to his younger brother and disappeared."

“......”.

"And he created Palencia before his death."

“......”.

"I never knew it, but I found out that day when I dreamed, as if I were that person, when I dreamed I saw him weeping in front of the saint's statue, and as soon as I woke up I was desperately longing for you."

I suddenly felt so suffocated that I couldn't breathe.

In this world where there was no safe place to lean on, without Palencia and the Master, it was as if a drop of fresh water had fallen into the vast ocean.

"I'm not sure about my words, maybe it's fate."

Isidore whispered this after placing his lips on my forehead and I hugged him tightly to feel his warmth.

"Yes, it's obviously you."

Boom-!.

Then I heard something explode and shivered in his arms.

“I had some fireworks left after I bought them from the Royal Wizards last time, so I lit them…Are you surprised?”

I was surprised when I heard the sounds of fireworks, the recent events must have affected me.

"I thought watching the fireworks from here would be great."

"It's a great".

I timidly said that and cast my eyes upon the red flame, which was as open as a rose.

Isidor brought a blanket out of nowhere and wrapped me in it and hugged me again, I grabbed his hand tightly and opened my mouth.

“When I first met you… I didn’t feel that you were a gentle and kind person, I thought you were just a gold lover.”

After laughing out loud, he said:

"Not bad, I didn't know the princess was a nice witch too."

“......”.

“And an upright, diligent and wonderful person…”.

"I'm not very hardworking. I like having fun more than working. If I just focus on it, I won't be able to do anything for a whole month and never get out of bed."

"But why do you work as hard as a workaholic?"

"I wanted to save money and buy a title in two years."

"Why is it so short?"

"Because I don't want to get married."

At that moment, Isidor began to cough violently, I almost fell because of his trembling body.

“Someone from my family has come into contact with a strange young man from the Count family.”

I said it softly.

"Above all, if I have a title, I can live as I please."

“Ah, that’s why you asked me about the price. You are an independent, self-sufficient person who is also bold.”

"You didn't know how surprised I was because the title was more precious than I thought."

When I remember the moment the 10 billion won was said, my spine is cold even now.

"Now, you can choose any title you want and obtain it. Because you are the embodiment of a saint and a heroine who saved the empire. To be honest… With Seymour's momentum and the current popularity of the princess, you can also target the position of the next empress. I am willing to give up the crown prince at any time…”

“Throne?… Just thinking about it gives me a headache, to be honest, I'm too busy just trying to maintain my current job.”

The coffee maker is coming from the south soon, so I'm planning another business, but it seems my dream of being unemployed is already a long way off.

"I see".

Isidore nodded slowly, licked his lips, and then coughed several times.

"What happened to you? Did you catch a cold?"

“No, well, a hot spring has been discovered in the south near the Southern Estate.”

Why is he talking about hot springs all of a sudden?

"It is being developed as a tourist resort (spa) at the moment, so if the princess wishes, she can enjoy the hot springs all month long to relax, while working with me."

"It's a very tempting offer."

When I gave him an affirmative answer, Isidor began wagging his tail like a fox, and began declaring, like a public relations ambassador, what pleasant and beautiful things there were and how comfortable I would be.

He also secretly hinted at his huge wealth.

“Now getting to the point, Isidore….”

“Hmm, eh… are those negative thoughts about marriage still stuck in your head?”

"Well…"

As I said that, I imagined fox ears hanging from his head for some reason.

For a while, his hints were obvious to me, so I couldn't help but laugh.

“By the way, I want to see your pretty face every day while traveling and going to a hot spring to take a break from work and have fun together.”

“......”

"It means that the only person I want to spend the rest of my life with is you, Isidor, my only love."

When I kissed the back of his hand, Isidore's eyes widened.

His cheeks looked redder than the red full moon in the sky.

“Ah, the princess likes to shake my heart whenever she has free time.”

Isidor rubbed his cheeks and muttered.

"It's fun and exciting, isn't it?"

I smiled.

"How did you know? I can't take my eyes off you every time."

"I can't take my eyes off you either because you're so handsome, I don't have to tell you because you already know that."

Isidor laughed joyfully.

"You can look at me whenever you want, I'm all yours."

"Good".

Isidore and I looked at each other as if we were in a staring match, then smiled at the same time and our lips slowly brought together, as if we were tasting a delicious meal for the first time.

"I love you a lot".

He whispered.

Isidore was my first love, a trusted partner and an excellent advisor, a devoted lover too.

Perhaps I am the most problematic person he has ever met.

'Well, I've saved the empire twice, so it was only natural that I was born with such strong luck.'

"I love you, Deborah."

He said my name sweetly and confessed his love.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling so ecstatic as if I was flying, at the same time I felt my stomach burn.

"I love you too, Isidore."

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“.... What is that noisy ship?”

A passerby muttered with a confused expression upon seeing the white colored ship floating between the small boat and the yacht, and the fellow next to him spoke up.

"What else could it be?! A new gift from the Duke of Visconti to Princess Deborah, who had a hard time on her birthday due to defeating an evil demon!"

“Ahem! I made a mistake. I heard the Saint used the ship as bait to wipe out a group of witches.”

"correct."

The Empire was full of stories about Princess Deborah's activities.

The composers wrote songs praising the princess' bravery in the face of the devil.

In the clothing and fabric stores, only the purple clothes and fabrics that Princess Deborah was wearing at the time of her first appearance are revealed.

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There was also the president of the academy who seriously suggested erecting a statue of Princess Deborah in the center of the main building of the academy.

Its popularity skyrocketed.

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“By the way, how is Princess Deborah the reincarnation of a saint? Ahem! Wasn't there a rumor that she was an evil woman?”

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"Don't you know that yet?"

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"Maybe he doesn't know."

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“The saint hid from evil plots and demonic beasts, and meanwhile, she pretended to be evil to develop a mighty force to exterminate this demon… well, that’s what happened.”

“Oh! Now I understand the deep meaning.”

“Yes, it is as deep as a lake.”

“Sigh. I want to see her face even from a distance.”

“Hmm. This is… advanced information.”

"What?"

"There are rumors that Princess Deborah goes to work at Armand III's branch from time to time."

"I have to go right away...!"

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Of course, the rumors were launched by Princess Deborah to promote the new branch.

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The imperial people had no way of knowing the Saint's profound meaning.

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'..... There are very ridiculous rumors circulating in the capital.'

'For example, that I pretended to be evil to avoid demonic beasts and secretly increase my strength.'

"That's a lot...."

It's about as overrated as nitrogen chips, so it's okay to talk about it, but it's a little disappointing that the image of the badass woman I was obsessed with is gone.

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(T/N: Refers to potato chips. This nickname is given because the price to the desired consumer keeps rising, the amount of “potatoes” that the bag should actually contain decreases and the proportion of “nitrogen” used Bump protectant + antioxidant increases.)

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“But after all, I am the most powerful person in the world, so no one will act rashly.”

Unless you want to get hit by a meteor.

I clicked my tongue and unwrapped the wrapping paper one by one.

My room was full of belated Christmas presents from royals and nobles, and I was late opening the chests.

"Is this pure 24 karat gold?"

After I drooled at the golden ring without caution, I jumped up at the sound of a knock and quickly showed a dignified face.

"Princess Deborah."

"What's going on?"

"it is time."

"Oh yeah."

This evening, a birthday party, which was delayed by the devil, was scheduled to be held on the ship.

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I said over and over again that it was a nuisance, so they didn't need to take care of it, but Isidor and my father were adamant about it.

"Since when have they been so close?"

My father, who was terrifying Isidore, looked excited when he saw that he was an excellent magician and devoted himself to me during the battle with the demon.

Isidore also seemed very friendly.

After a while, the carriage stopped in front of the white ship and I coughed.

I was excited and my heart was trembling inside, but as I went up to the ship, pretending to be calm, I saw a great white piano.

Then Isidor slowly came out with a cake and a bouquet of flowers.

Having extinguished the candle, he sat nervously at the piano.

“His skills have improved a lot.”

The way he performed the song, his focused face, was so touching that it made my heart ache.

Isidor muttered sheepishly, saying that half of the cadences were wrong, and asked if I liked the show.

"It really is the best gift I've ever received."

Then Isidor embraced me with a relaxed face, and the ship carrying us slowly went down the river.

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The river reflecting the dark night sky was calm and peaceful.

Between him and me, a strong bond developed as we overcame some difficulties together, and a calm and warm atmosphere surrounded us.

And… In contrast, there was also an unknown tension.

"princess."

He said slowly while holding the ring box.

"would you marry me?"

My answer was already decided, and Isidor smiled happily more than ever.

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‌[THE END]

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The demon, which dodged all of Isidore's attacks, widened its eyes like a goat's.

[By the way, you… I think I've seen you before, you look a lot like him.]

"...I don't think my face is popular for people like you to see."

Isidor looked confused.

[Your vile language and your face to match it, seeing the saintess die while dismembering her body will make your arrogant face worth watching].

As the blood vessels under his dark skin swelled, his body grew indescribably large.

[I will use both of you as an offering for my final attack.]

The moment the demon unleashed intense demonic power towards the princess who was standing with a pale and exhausted face.

“Ahhh!”

A golden flash fell from the sky like thunder at a terrifying speed.

Isidore deliberately lowered Satan's vigilance with his weak attacks that he had launched earlier.

When the demon lowered his vigilance, Isidore jumped to the highest imaginable place, then fiercely charged as he fell from the top of the sky, the sharp tip of the sword that had been stimulated by its owner's extra speed was precisely aimed at the eyes.

"Devil's Eyes was a vital point."

The sword plunged deep into the demon's left eye until it pierced his brain, and a shriek full of pain came out from the demon's mouth.

As endless pain concentrated in his head, the devil indiscriminately threw out his strength, and a black storm surged up in the sky.

However, the blinding demon's indiscriminate attack never reached the princess, so Deborah slowly began preparing her attack.

[Deborah Seymour, do you think I'll leave you behind after one attack like that?!].

Suddenly, the devil's voice changed.

It was Mia's childlike scream, who had been tormented by an inferiority complex and lack of qualifications the whole time.

[I will kill you! I will kill you!!].

Next to Mia's cry, a black storm erupted with a ferocity that could not be compared to the previous one.

[Rearrrrrring!!].

The knights who had approached the Injured Demon collapsed in an instant, a wave of air so strong that it shredded their bodies.

Only Isidore and Duke Seymour, and a few high-level elite magicians and knights could barely resist the shocking wind.

But they could only resist,

Cough.

Duke Seymour coughed up blood, and Isidore staggered and fell to his knees.

The demon energy that surrounded the entire sky began to crush everyone.

The despair that replaces hope is more cruel than anyone can imagine.

The hopes of everyone affected by Isidore's attack are shattered by demonic forces.

[Deborah Seymour].

Mia made a sharp weapon, completely different from the spear that the demon was holding, and started to approach the princess while calling her name.

"Please run away!!"

Isidore got up and ran to protect the princess, but it was no use.

[do not bother me!].

Mia created a black storm very quickly and attacked Isidor.

Isidore couldn't resist and was thrown back a few meters, and Mia stepped forward, smiling mercilessly.

to lead her to death. (meaning to kill the heroine)

Deborah.

“Enough, stand here!”

Knights and wizards surrounded Deborah to protect her, but they did not fight.

It was like a human stepping on an ant.

They were helpless in front of its overwhelming power.

The darkness that radiated from Mia when she finally reached Deborah was enough to make you feel like you were going into the abyss.

“If it weren’t for you, I would have become a saint beloved by everyone….”

'If it weren't for you...'.

Deborah and Mia's eyes met and she noticed how red her eyes were from the intensity of her anger and felt the intense hatred directed at her.

[Deborah Seymour, if it weren't for you, I'd be the saint, and things wouldn't have come this far.]

“......”.

[Soon, the empire will become an ocean of blood and corpses, because of you, all your loved ones will die.]

Deborah gasped, her red eyes sparkling fiercely.

"No one felt inferior but you, Mia Binoche. I did what I had to do. Don't blame me for all your suffering."

[Shut your mouth! You pretend to be good till the end! No matter what happens, I will not let things go the way you want!!].

I hope you live in misery like me.

When Mia raised her arm to pierce the princess's heart, Deborah smiled sweetly.

"I agree with what you said."

The moment Deborah finished speaking, a dazzling light exploded.

The Huron District, which had been darkened by demons and mist, suddenly turned radiant white, as it enveloped all of the sky.

"W-what?!".

The knights and magicians who were desperately fighting demons looked around and were greatly surprised.

"A miracle...a miracle happened!!!"

"Oh, my God…".

The wild beasts all hardened like stones and stopped moving, everyone in the capital looked to the sky precisely in the direction from which intense divine energy was emanating.

[This is impossible].

Only one step away from ripping out the princess's heart, Mia suddenly felt her body harden like a stone statue.

[no! All my efforts cannot be in vain!!].

However, the divine magic that the Saint had created as preparation for the holy war had no mercy on the demons.

“Meteor…”.

The party of witches who noticed the identity of the light falling from the sky.

A white meteor, like the noonday sun, appeared through the thick and dark clouds, hurtling towards the demon with terrifying speed and ferocious force.

“Kywoong-!”.

The devil couldn't even finish his words properly.

Surprisingly, the meteorite did not affect anything but Satan.

It was truly a divine thing.

[Ah...! no!!].

The demon died in an instant, but Mia struggled with her arms as she bit her teeth hard to the last.

But Princess Deborah raised her arms to the sky again, and this time a meteorite fell larger and more powerful than the one before it.

Did they ever say that the stronger the light, the darker the darkness?!.

However, Mia's demon-turned-body, after encountering the intense light,began To turn into ash.Like after the end of wood burning..

A deep silence came after this.

The demon that blackened the world was dying as if it was devouring it, no one could speak easily after the miraculous light and its companion appeared.

"It's finally over."

The first to break the silence was Princess Deborah.

The princess who had performed such an astounding miracle and was once one of the greatest fools in the empire, lay on the ground with a weary face.

"I'm tired…".

I mumbled quietly.

The rain gradually subsided and the dark clouds that blackened the sky began to disappear.

"amazing!!!".

"The devil is dead!!"

“She is the saint who appeared after a thousand years!! She also killed the evil demon!!”

Everyone cheered and was moved by the appearance of the first saint after Nyla, who appeared a thousand years ago, and she is also the most beloved princess by the people of the empire, so they kept shouting her name non-stop.

A thousand years ago, Naila lost countless loved ones and comrades under the red moon, but this time there were no casualties at all.

Belatedly, the temple changed its attitude and sent high-ranking priests with potions to detoxify demonic powers, so that all those infected on the battlefield could be purified.

"Ah, I will finally fulfill my dream and become a rich unemployed woman!"

Deborah, who had saved the empire, sighed suddenly, and fell into a deep sleep on Isidor's back.

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“Isidore, it is surprising that the words of your first two ancestors were so true.”

“......”.

"Originally, Visconti was symbolized by the golden dragon but it was changed for several political reasons, most notably that dragons are the highest-ranking creatures and are supposed to symbolize only the emperor."**

“......”.

“It means that you are a descendant of the Dragon, and I once heard a legend about the King of Dragons.”

"Is that right? It's a bad time, so I don't know if I'll succeed or not."

You might think it was absurd, but Isidor listened to everything I said seriously.

I can't believe that loyal Isidore is like a big dog, the offspring of a selfish dragon who only greeds for gold.

"everything will be alright".

"Yes".

“Have we ever failed in the past?”

"No, absolutely."

"You and I will always get where we want to go."

The moment he showed a double-sided coin for luck and ended his speech on a calm, confident note, I was convinced that everything was going to be fine.

"Isidor will remain a hero, even if we meet on a high-speed train."

And just in time, those who were on my side appeared one after another.

"I'm late, I'm sorry, Princess!"

The powerful flames fired by the Fifth Princess instantly wiped out the hordes of monsters writhing like worms.

The crown prince, the sword master, took the initiative and quickly hit the demonic dragon's vital points.

The battle magic tower unit led by Rosad attacked with powerful, high-level magic in unified succession, and whether it was Thierry or the Duchess of Urgo who owed me their lives, the entire Orgo family took the initiative in fighting against demons.

In addition to that, my trusted Knight Oryx showed strength of a hundred man.

Despite the surprise attack, the troops quickly corrected their mistakes and skillfully responded to the chaos of the Infernal Demons.

The situation was completely different from the brutal massacre by demons that had taken place after the red moon and Naila had been thinking about it a lot.

[Do you think it's all just that? You are still reassured].

At that moment, a grim demon's voice resounded, as a powerful blizzard appeared out of nowhere.

"Rearrrrrring!".

Two more cracks appeared as a loud explosion sounded out, and a huge demon dragon, supposed to be theirs, appeared as it shot out from the largest crack.

But what I was waiting for appeared at the same time.

In anticipation of this situation, I asked Bellerick to find an ancient weapon.

It was a golem.

“What- what the hell is that?”

“Is it another monster besides this demon as well?”

"No, Mr. Bellerick! Over there."

Duke Seymour Mergo's brother, the head of the academy, made this weapon because his inventions were similar to what Belric had made, so I thought I'd be able to use it perfectly.

'Since he mass-produced masseurs at the utmost speed, Beleric is quicker than anyone else to operate these machines, and makes them as simple as golems.'

"No. Wait a second, Deborah!"

Bellerick yelled when I was about to use it.

The giant demon dragon, who was supposed to be their leader, violently flicked its wings, but when the golem hit its strong and huge arm, it fell to the ground like a lizard in an instant.

[aaaargh!].

The devil violently shook his body to express his anger, and a demonic force so strong that the earth shook.

'Please, just a little more…'.

As I licked my lips eagerly, I hoped that Satan would divert his attention from me to complete my plan

As far as I knew, divine magic was the strongest threat to demons, and I was about to finish it.

at that moment.

[what are you doing?].

Suddenly, the demon reached out towards the sky and summoned a long black spear and hurled it in my direction.

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The black devil spear was quickly approaching me.

However, Isidor who was protecting the princess repelled him and killed all the monsters that approached her, when the spear almost hit her directly in the eyes.

“Shoa-!”.

He held back the demon spear, whose path was deflected by his golden sword.

However, the demon soon sensed that the princess was doing something extraordinary.

[Deborah Seymour, I was thinking of killing you after enjoying you, but you seem to be rushing me.]

When the furious demon let out an even more heinous force than the previous one, the flow of mana in the air distorted and my complexion turned pale.

I thought I had made a lot of progress, but the fusion of mana and divine energy was slowed down by the demonic power, so the divine magic I was preparing would take a long time to complete.

As soon as Isidore saw the stern expression on the princess's face, he immediately realized that the plan had involuntarily changed.

[It's time for me to taste your flesh, Deborah Seymour.]

"Is that because you're a fucker?! You're making a fool of yourself."

When the demon was about to attack the princess, a biting icy wind blew on Deborah and Isidor's cheeks, and the icy magic attacked the demon.

Ice magic didn't pose much of a threat to Lucifer, a demon who survived the freezing cold of the demon world.

[Do you think this magic can befall me?].

As if it was absurd, he poured out more demonic powers and disintegrated the magic with ease, when the Tower Master's strongest magic was destroyed, astonishment and despair appeared in the eyes of the magicians.

[You are annoying].

Meanwhile, Isidore continued to attack Satan.

However, his sword never hit the demon's body.

Furthermore, it was difficult to approach him due to the energy around him, so not only the magicians but the knights were unsafe.

“How could he be so strong…?!.”

“Even the Swordsman’s Magic Sword didn’t hit his body!”

There was astonishment on everyone's face, while the devil laughed softly.

[From the moment I found the vessel that would hold the sacred blood, your failure was already inevitable.]

Mia's body, which contained the blood of thousands of sacrifices, was stronger than expected, and the devil's face was filled with joy.

The demon, which dodged all of Isidore's attacks, widened its eyes like a goat's.

[By the way, you… I think I've seen you before, you look a lot like him.]

"...I don't think my face is popular for people like you to see."

Isidor looked confused.

[Your vile language and your face to match it, seeing the saintess die while dismembering her body will make your arrogant face worth watching].

As the blood vessels under his dark skin swelled, his body grew indescribably large.

[I will use both of you as an offering for my final attack.]

The moment the demon unleashed intense demonic power towards the princess who was standing with a pale and exhausted face.

“Ahhh!”

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*: Naila and Satan fought during the days of the founding of the empire, and it is known that the establishment of any country necessitates the conquest or colonization of lands and others.

**: The Visconti family was originally symbolized by the golden dragon, not gold, but they changed it because the dragon is considered the strongest creature and is supposed to symbolize the emperor because he is the ruler.

By symbols, I mean: the Montez family is symbolized by spirits, Seymour is symbolized by magic and mana, Org is symbolized by swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and now the Visconti is symbolized by gold.

~: Insomnia is the difficulty of either falling asleep or staying asleep for sufficient hours in appropriate circumstances.

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Isn’t Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? Chapitre 194 Novel

I heard voices around me trying to push me away, but I tightened my grip on Mia's wrists like handcuffs.

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The investigation team determined that Mia was not a witch, but they did not put handcuffs on her hands that contained divine power.

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"Mia Binoche. Do you think I don't understand your intention to save time?"

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“A-Princess, what are you talking about?”

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Mia's body visibly started to tremble.

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“Are you going to wait until the blood moon appears?”

•••

“...!”.

As if she was surprised when I asked her about her waiting for the red moon, In an instant, Mia's eyes widened horizontally and then narrowed, looking like a goat.

"As I expected... it is Mia's doing, not the Fourth Queen's."

"I don't know what the princess is talking about."

Mia said this pathetically, perhaps because no one had noticed her eye movement.

She had been feigning innocence the whole time, constantly shedding tears which stimulated the sympathy of others.

"Mia, you know?"

I called her quietly.

"You're only good at shedding tears, but your eyes show the opposite. It's no different than that time you tripped on purpose in front of Philap Montez. It's boring to repeat that."

“......”.

“When the red moon rises, it will form a bond between the demon world and the earth, creating utter chaos. You thought it was an amazing strategy, but it is actually boring because of you, you know that?”

When the demon and Mia's emotions were stimulated at the same time, the bound hands started to tremble.

"Aren't you ashamed to lie when everyone knows everything?"

I gathered divine power into my fist that was incomparably greater than the previous strike.

Blood vessels appeared in her eyes, causing her whites to turn red.

Seeing her arm turn black from the divine power, Mia shuddered when she realized that she couldn't hold on any longer.

"All this deceit and lies... Aren't you ashamed of yourself?"

She suddenly stopped crying and faced her eyes that had once again changed like a goat's.

"Actually, I think it's funny."

When her attitude suddenly changed in a strange way, the investigation team and the onlookers backed off as if they had a bad hunch at the time.

"Deborah Seymour, if you hadn't bothered me in every way."

“!!”.

"It was going to be a lot of fun."

Suddenly, I felt a burning pain in my hand.

Strong demonic energy emitted from her skin as I grabbed her, and the hand holding her wrist turned red as if it had been burned.

I wanted to pull my hand away from her blackened hand, but she grabbed my arm too tight before that.

"Yes, as you said just now, I was waiting for the red moon."

[Huh, are you Naila…? Is the real saint reincarnated in the body of the princess? This isn't even fun.]

As soon as Mia finished speaking, a hoarse voice pierced my eardrums.

[I still remember the fear your soul showed, Nyala, when monsters scattered from the night sky.]

Devil and Mia's voice pierced my ears one by one, then their voices overlapped and became one.

“But even if I don’t have that red moon, your future marked by dying alone won’t change.”

I couldn't tell whether it was Mia or the Devil who was on the brink of death due to the injuries he received from Naila when he started establishing the empire.*

I gritted my teeth and spoke in defiance of the demon in front of me as it displayed an acute killing intent.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to live long enough for my purple hair to turn white."

Swallowing the burning pain of my burning skin, I kicked my leg hard, then stomped on her back as hard as I could.

"Argh!!".

Mia's body swayed constantly, perhaps surprised by this beating of the heavy kind, and then she laughed as she had done before.

“Then… I will do it like this.”

“...W-what are you going to do?!”.

“Oh, my God, Saint….”

Those who sympathized with Mia looked at her in astonishment.

'Is it alchemy?'

This is because the powder that changed her hair pink has expired and her original hair color has gradually returned.

“She is a demon! Even the temple head was deceived by this evil demon!”

At the same time, goat horns grew from Mia's skull, and then one of the priests cried out.

'You even dyed your hair, you have so accurately portrayed the appearance of a saint.'

Suddenly, a sense of absurdity arose.

In the past, Naila sacrificed her life to save the world, but later became obsessed with demonic powers, so she could never enjoy her fame and fortune, and died after living her limited life, because the temple tried to make a fake saint control the empire.

"Madam, save us from the devil."

The priest said this, who clasped his hands and shivered a lot.

"You're the Saint."

Because I created thousands of white and clear arcs in the air.

Mia fell to the ground, as she was rapidly absorbing the demon energy within her, and my father seized the opportunity and issued orders.

"Now! Gather all your forces and attack Mia Binoche, who is transforming into a demon!"

“Tower Chief, h-here….”

Cracks gradually appeared in the gray sky with sudden thunder and lightning roaring.

A group of demonic dragons emerged from the gap in the sky, and monsters of various strange shapes fell to the ground.

'However, these monsters are of a much smaller size than what I saw in my dream when the red moon rose.'

It is a much better sight than that awful sight of the whole sky turning red, which made me sleepless.~

Should I say fortunately because it wasn't as bad as I saw it?

The troops avoided the worst situation that almost happened, but due to cracks appearing in various directions in the sky, the troops had no choice but to scatter.

'The power that emerged from Mia's body earlier... is extraordinary.'

I swallowed dry saliva as I looked at my hands, which were still swollen even after I treated them with divine power.

The demonic power flowing towards me from Mia was getting thick enough for me to feel annoyed.

"You're injured."

Isidor said that before I realized he had come to me, his face hardened.

"Princess, if you think it's dangerous, run, I told you earlier that day, you don't have to save everyone."

I smiled bitterly, I thought he didn't realize my feelings.

"I'm his target anyway."

There is no way I can leave Isidor and my family and run somewhere else.

'After all, whatever I do, I'm going to get involved with this devil in this life, damn it.'

"Isidor".

"Yes, princess."

"Tell me that everything will be alright, that our love will last and we will live happily ever after."

A moment of exclamation crossed his beautiful emerald eyes.

He seemed to have thought it unnatural for me, who thought only of utility and economic efficiency, to ask him to throw some sentimental phrase at me out of the blue at a chronic moment.

“Isidore, it is surprising that the words of your first two ancestors were so true.”

“......”.

“It means that you are a descendant of the Dragon, and I once heard a legend about the King of Dragons.”

"Is that right? It's a bad time, so I don't know if I'll succeed or not."

You might think it was absurd, but Isidor listened to everything I said seriously.

I can't believe that loyal Isidore is like a big dog, the offspring of a selfish dragon who only greeds for gold.

"everything will be alright".

"Yes".

“Have we ever failed in the past?”

"No, absolutely."

"You and I will always get where we want to go."

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Isn’t Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? Chapitre 193 Novel

'What the hell did I do wrong?'

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If everyone faced the same situation as me, they would have no choice but to approach the demon.

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'I want to kill them all.'

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"Princess Deborah ruined everything."

‌

When Mia swallowed her profound killing intent, she heard the devil's voice in her ear again.

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[mia. When the red moon rises, it will be all yours. be patient.]

‌

The devil said in a very friendly tone.

The devil loved this vessel, which was called Mia.

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More than Jamila, who did everything for her desires.

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Humans who hate others easily and frequently make excuses for themselves are devil's favorite prey.

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[mia. Those who oppose you will soon roll like corpses. All those stupid spectators will tremble at your feet.]

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'really...?'

[Yes, you can expect that.]

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When the red moon rises, the interference of the demon world becomes stronger, and the demon aims to connect its home to the human world.

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Perhaps humans will see an amazing sight of hungry demons falling from the red sky.

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'The red moon... when will it appear?'

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Mia, who carefully asked an internal question, swallowed her nervousness and bit her fingertips. Blood dripping from the tip of her tongue.

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[almost.]

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“Soon, when exactly?”

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[after two days. at midnight.]

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'Until then, I can spare enough time.'

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At the demon's response, Mia lowered her head and raised the corners of her lips.

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at that moment.

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BAM!

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"Ah!"

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Suddenly, the rear wheel of the cart Mia was riding in fell off with a loud bang.

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When the cart lost its position and leaned forward on the floor, Mia rolled over, and people's eyes turned to the culprit who had broken the cart.

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Princess Deborah.

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“M-what is this all of a sudden? Princess.”

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"My hand slipped."

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Princess Deborah walked up to the overturned carriage, carelessly wiping her hands.

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"princess!"

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Seeing her sudden action, the crown prince and the investigation team cried out in bewilderment, and the crowd around them grumbled.

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“Is it because of the rain? This time my feet slipped.”

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BAM!

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Princess Deborah didn't care, and this time she kicked the carriage lock with her divine magic and it exploded.

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A form like a sacred power, but its destructive power was stronger than attack magic, making everyone around her startled.

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Ky-.

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The carriage door opened, and suddenly Princess Deborah pulled out Mia's body and grabbed her slender wrist.

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Tears welled up in Mia's big eyes.

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"Ah! Oh that hurts! No-don't do that."

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"I didn't even push you that hard."

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Whatever the truth, from a distance it appears that Princess Deborah has been recklessly bullying the vulnerable young Miss Mia.

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The crown prince and the investigation team, who could no longer see this, turned her away.

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"Princess Deborah! Calm down!"

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“Princess. The criminal is obedient to the Crown Prince’s orders. What reckless behavior is this?”

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"I was wrong, Princess... I will pay for my sins. Don't do this."

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Tears run down Mia's cheeks.

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Among the nobles included in the investigation team, the knight commander, who was soft-hearted, tried to stop the princess.

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"You are being deceived even though you already know who is fake and who is real."

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Isidor fiddled with the hilt of his sword and stood in front of the princess with a cold expression.

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Duke Seymour and the twins also cornered the princess.

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“How dare you upset my sister who is the number one contributor to the battle with the Demon Dragon when you didn't even stick your nose out?”

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"You have no right to touch my daughter's body."

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"Seymour, even birds have to flap their wings to fly*, but that's too much! Now, the princess is hindering the arrest of the criminal and frightening Lady Mia!"

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(T/N: It's like, it means no matter what happens, you have to follow an order to achieve a goal).

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There was tension in all directions.

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Deborah looked at Mia, who was crying bitterly, surrounded by Seymour and Isidor's immediate family.

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“Yeah, those eyes….”

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Her expression is sad, but there is no despair or sadness in her eyes.

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Lights up like a doll.

��

The demon I met in my previous life had eyes like this.

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* * *

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It was a sign of danger caused by my intuition, so I blocked the cart heading for the Ice Tower.

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I couldn't tell if it was Naila's intuition or Yoon Do-hee's, but I couldn't shake the ominous feeling that something strange was going on.

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'It's all weird.'

‌

The bloodstained six-pointed star was not that of the Demonic Dragon (Fourth Queen), it was the Greater Demon Summoning Circle, and only the Greatest Demon had enough power to cause rifts.

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“And… purple has no power at all.”

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It was obvious that something ominous had descended here, as the Purple Brave was unable to participate in the battle against the Demonic Dragon.

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'If Satan chooses someone other than the Queen to be the vessel for his coming, the said person is most likely to be Mia Binoche, who was in front of the six-pointed star.'

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Moreover, the supposition that it is possible for Satan to disguise the power of evil with divine power came to her mind as soon as Belric spoke of the “fallen angel.”

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Hypocrisy (1) is also a kind of evil.

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Somehow it's the worst kind.

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I heard voices around me trying to push me away, but I tightened my grip on Mia's wrists like handcuffs.

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The investigation team determined that Mia was not a witch, but they did not put handcuffs on her hands that contained divine power.

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"Mia Binoche. Do you think I don't understand your intention to save time?"

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“A-Princess, what are you talking about?”

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Mia's body visibly started to tremble.

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“Are you going to wait until the blood moon appears?”

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•••

1) hypocritical; It is a manifestation of the inner contradiction.

And if you focus a little, you will notice that it represents Mia and Deborah.

So that Deborah shows hatred on the outside but inside otherwise.

Mia appears kind on the outside, but on the inside, otherwise.

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Isn’t Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? Chapitre 192 Novel

When I saw the queen transform into a demonic dragon, the reason I was shocked for a moment wasn't because she was a threat.

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Instead, it seemed very simple.

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The thing behind it all was not the fourth queen.

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'The demonic dragon didn't have the strength to cause a crack in the barrier...'

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When I looked at the sky it was almost sunrise.

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As it started to rain, a crowd dressed in imperial attire approached from afar.

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It seemed that the imperial family had sent an investigation team after hearing that the witches' stronghold was in the Heaven's Forest.

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"I arrived too late."

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The crown prince was the head of the investigation team.

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“Because of the importance of the situation, it took me a lot of time because I faced a lot of noise internally while trying to be representative of the investigation team.”

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The prince got off his horse and said.

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“I heard that there were magicians among the royal family, and that the stronghold of magicians is located in the Heaven’s Forest under the authority of the imperial family. Can you guide me there?”

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“Yes, a small cave nestled among the roots of the trees is believed to be the entrance to the witches’ stronghold.”

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As I moved my body inside, I came across a complex path like a maze, and at the end of the path there was a terrible sight.

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Some vomited at the sight of the packed skin and intestines. I stifled a groan and quickly lowered my head to find something on the bloodstained floor.

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'Six-pointed star...'

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Great Satan symbol.

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As expected, the Fourth Empress had obviously signed a contract.

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"Hey, there's someone."

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After a while, the investigation team brought Mia out from behind the altar, who was trembling with a frightened expression in one corner.

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"Mia Binoche!"

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When the person claiming to be the reincarnation of a saint was discovered at the mage's base, an uproar erupted.

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“Hyuk… Uh…”

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Mia shrugged her small shoulders and shed tears with a pitiful expression on her face.

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“Th-Thank you so much for saving me. Thank you.”

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When she was led away, she wept bitterly and bowed her head continually, my eyebrows raised in surprise.

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'What are you talking about now?'

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* * *

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[mia. Wait for the damn moon to appear. The moment the connection between the Demon Realm and Earth is solidified, nothing will be able to threaten you.]

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A steady voice was constantly heard in her head, and Mia began crying sadly, as if she was possessed by something.

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“After all, it was me, who summoned the Great Demon, not the Fourth Queen.”

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Mia cried harder as this strange feeling filled her.

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[Yes, it was you…your body also contains sacred blood.]

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Holy Blood, which contains the power of Satan, was created by sacrificing the corpses of thousands or tens of thousands of people.

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It all flowed into Mia's body.

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The appropriate vessel for the lineage of the Great Devil was completed at that time.

‌•••

•••

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“Was Mia Binoche in the Witches' Bastion?”

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“Not long ago, I heard that Miss Mia worked in an orphanage, what the hell…”

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The crowd was amazed at the sight of Mia Binoche emerging from the woods, tied with ropes.

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Because of the great commotion in the night, the spectators gathered near the Heaven's Forest.

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Mia's slender body was trembling as if she was attracting everyone.

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“....Sh-Thank you. Hyuk, really. Thank you.”

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Mia continued crying with a trembling voice.

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“What are you thankful for? Your sins of helping witches and showing yourself as a saint are not shallow. The punishment that will fall upon you will not be light.”

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Duke Seymour, who was walking close to the investigation team, exclaimed in a cold voice.

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Mia shrugged her shoulders, her blue eyes moist.

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“Now…now that I don’t have to commit a major sin out of my will, I feel at peace.”

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Her words indicated that she was being threatened by the Fourth Queen and the witches.

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“You're trying to act like a victim in order to get your sentence reduced. Do you think we don't know about such an obvious trick?”

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When Bellerick sneered, Mia lowered her head.

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"That's right. I know my weakness and cowardice... I accept the blame..."

T: 😒 😒 😒 😒 😐 😐

Some people frowned and clicked their tongues at Bellerick's cold expression.

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It was they who witnessed Mia's desire to cure the marginalized common people with divine power.

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Although she had suffered in the slums, she had not lost her gentle smile all the time, and the way she was crying evoked some sympathy.

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One of the priests on the interrogation team stepped forward and said cautiously.

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“The young woman has been endowed with divine powers by the ruler. It is a somewhat suspicious situation, but the relationship between the evil wizard and Lady Mia needs more time to investigate.”

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"What more investigation?! Just pretending to be a saint is already blasphemy! She was able to enjoy the glory my sister should have!"

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"However, Miss Mia has great purity of divine power. This has also been confirmed by the Archbishop. It is a contradiction for a human who has received the blessing of the Ruler...."

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"Why is it contradictory? There are records of fallen angels in the temple."

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“Belric. For now, calm down.”

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Rosade hastily dissuaded Bellerick from touching on a sensitive religious subject.

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Anyway, things won't go the way you want.

"Damn it!"

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Isidor lost his mind, watching Mia Binoche's performance, while Bellerick whispered curses.

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"She is deliberately eliciting sympathy."

‌

Quite a few people seemed to be agitated.

Even if she pretended to be a victim by gathering sympathy, it would soon be revealed that her good deeds had impure intentions.

‌

Even Mia Binoche knew Visconti and Seymour's trial would never end.

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'What's her point in prolonging this situation while acting in a way that isn't even funny?'

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Is there any reason to believe something could change?

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Certainly not Phillip Montez, who is now an alcoholic.

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As Isidore was watching, a chariot used by the imperial family to take prisoners appeared.

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“Put her in the ice tower, so we can investigate.”

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Crown Prince's order.

The Ice Tower was a prison for dangerous criminals. However, their crimes are slightly weaker than those of the Dark Tower, who can never see the light again once they enter there.

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It seemed that the trial would be postponed until the results of the investigation appeared and the aristocratic society was informed of the results of the investigation.

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"Come on."

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Bound with ropes, Mia Binoche was imprisoned in a wagon used to detain criminals.

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“The crown prince has arrived!”

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“Duke Seymour and Duke Visconti are here too!”

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"But why is Mia Binoche locked up like this?"

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"What the hell is going on...?"

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Despite the inclement weather, more people lined up around the carriage with curious eyes.

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They looked at Mia suspiciously, shedding tears and biting her tender lips hard.

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Even insignificant commoners aroused sympathy, and suddenly, unbearable hatred and anger arose.

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'What the hell did I do wrong?'

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If everyone faced the same situation as me, they would have no choice but to approach the demon.

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'I want to kill them all.'

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"Princess Deborah ruined everything."

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When Mia swallowed her profound killing intent, she heard the devil's voice in her ear again.

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[mia. When the red moon rises, it will be all yours. be patient.]

‌

The devil said in a very friendly tone.

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Princess Deborah's eyes widened.

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It was because of the dream scene that had suddenly crossed her mind.

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"Deborah! Watch out!"

At that moment, Duke Seymour hurriedly embraced Deborah and black flames raged behind him.

•••

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The moment Duke Seymour stopped the black flames with his entire body, I don't know why I suddenly remembered a scene from my dream.

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-If there was another life, I would want you to be my daughter.

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Duke Seymour and the first founder, Mergo Seymour, were two very different people.

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-Even that tragically introverted personality would be neutralized if the cold blood of a snake were coursing through your veins.

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Nyla laughed happily at the moment of her death at Mergo Seymour's frank words. Since then she had no family, so her words sounded friendly.

“If you were someone who cared as deeply as the Mage Lord, the daughter would definitely be happy.”

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-You're the only one who says I'm nice. Anyway...if you look back...

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'You are so sweet, Dad.'

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When I threw my arms up desperately, I felt like I was in hell.

Surrounded by the hot body temperature, I hugged Duke Seymour's body tightly and increased the Divine Power within.

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'Please....'

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Soon a pure white curtain was established around me.

For a brief moment, I sincerely begged the lord to keep him safe.

T: lord or god ....

woosh-

'... Uh?!'

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I was gritting my teeth desperately hoping Duke Seymour would fight off the poisonous breath.

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My vision suddenly changed and Duke Seymour and I were carried safely to the rear of the army.

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"Is that Isidore?"

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In that short moment, Isidor and my father hugged me at the same time and used movement magic at close range.

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“Ah, Isidore was looking at me too.”

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As the poisonous breath shot out in the direction I was standing, Isidor and Duke Seymour moved at the same time, and the timing seemed to be synchronized.

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"Duke Seymour. Are you alright?"

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“Ah um… yeah.”

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My dad was embarrassed.

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"I'm really happy."

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Isidor smiled slightly with a relieved face.

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"U-Thank you, Duke of Visconti. I am indebted to you all the time. Hmm!"

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My father, whose shoulders stiffened in Isidore's embrace, could not resist the embrace and mumbled, rolling his eyes in embarrassment.

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"Excuse me. I just did what I had to do."

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In the midst of this, Isidore, who responded politely, summoned a longsword with a sharp blue blade and then disappeared from my sight.

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Behind the indiscriminate attacks of the Fourth Queen, Isidore appears, who has disappeared.

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Moving behind the demonic dragon, just like when dealing with the previous monsters, it released such bright energy that it made my eyes tremble.

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"amazing...."

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“If the Dragon Slayer was reincarnated, wouldn’t it be like this?”

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“A magic swordsman isn’t called a warlord for nothing.”

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The supporting magicians from behind looked at the air and spoke with puzzled faces.

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“The Tower Master will have a Magic Swordsman to be his son-in-law, so he will be at ease.”

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The old man, who was talking about the Mage Master's son-in-law, apologized with a sullen expression, in front of Duke Seymour's cold eyes.

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“This… in a life-and-death moment, I spoke rashly. I’m sorry.”

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“It looks like the demonic dragon will fall after a while, so build a defensive wall around the knights and the combat unit of the Magic Tower.”

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“Yes. Tower Master.”

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As if the sky was on our side.

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The dragon's left wing, which was fluttering in the air, was torn apart in an instant by Isidore's sword, and the monster's cries of pain filled the sky.

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as a dribble-!

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The demon dragon bent its long neck and shook its body here and there.

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But Isidore did not care and cut off his right wing with his sword.

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"The devil is down!"

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Even as he fell to the ground, the Fourth Queen, who had transformed into a demonic dragon, continued to attack.

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However, the Dragon's Breath was pushed away every time by the magicians who were developing defensive magic.

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Braam!

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In the end, the Demonic Dragon fell to the ground as its fall reverberated.

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A thick layer of dust rose, but attack magic continued to flow in the direction of the monster's fall.

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"...... is over."

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“Can he continue to resist after this attack?”

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'No...it's not over yet.'

T:(Of course, it is not over .Hey readers. Did you find in any novel. It's over when the MC says it. "...... is over.")

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I know by seeing it in my dreams....how steady and strong this thing is.

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“Deborah, don't go forward. It's dangerous, stay back.”

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As she crept up, Rosad, who was using magic, narrowed his eyes.

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“I won't bother you this time. I made a mistake earlier because I was so startled.”

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So I cast one of the divine incantations that I practiced in my spare time.

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"What is this?"

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As I touched the ground with both hands, Rosad's eyes widened.

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"Something close to magic."

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The white light that rose from the ground turned into a long grass and stretched out, beginning to tightly envelop the huge demonic dragon's body.

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"The scales of the Demonic Dragon are so powerful that magic doesn't work well with it. We should take advantage of the fact that the vital points have been destroyed."

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"They will finally pay for their actions, won't they?"

When Isidore intervened, the white knights, putting themselves in order, ran towards the captured beast.

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Meanwhile, the demonic dragon angrily roared to let out the grass surrounding its body.

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Seeing this, the dignity of the royal family held by the fourth queen was not found to be true.

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She has completely lost her mind.

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Just like a wizard who had turned into a spider, this wild beast could no longer be called the Fourth Queen.

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Most of those who made a pact with Satan ended up dying.

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'Your desire soon vanishes and you become a monster incubating nothing but crumbs of desire.'

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As if the knights had attacked properly, the mysterious magic that spread in all directions gradually faded away.

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When things were cleared up, all those who did not believe in me as a saint looked at me with stupid faces and expressions of disbelief.

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'A princess who was evil is a saint?' I do not believe that.'

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They've heard of the claim that Mia Binoche, who ministered in the slums, was a saint and gaining strength in the social world.

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"It's fake, and it won't last long anyway."

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'By the way... where the hell is Mia?'

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Even after defeating the Fourth Queen, who was supposed to be behind this incident, a terrifying and ominous feeling spread through my body.

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When I saw the queen transform into a demonic dragon, the reason I was shocked for a moment wasn't because she was a threat.

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Instead, it seemed very simple.

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The thing behind it all was not the fourth queen.

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‌[T / N: She means that it is impossible for the queen to decide everything by herself, but there is something that helped her, which is (Lucifer the Devil)]

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Mia, who was shivering at the sight of the Queen's blood flowing down her feet, swallowed her saliva as everything around her turned dark.

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She couldn't see anything, but the powerful and indistinct presence seemed to choke her.

"broke down..."

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After a while, the sound of bones crunching in the darkness stopped and flames flared up above the extinguished candlestick.

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Under the bluish flames, a goat-shaped demon's shadow fluttered.

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'You have a deep shadow...'

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Mia heard the voice flow through her head again.

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the voice you heard the first time you accompanied Lady Ophelia to the Blood Rite; It was the devil's whisper.

* * *

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"There's something out there!"

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"I found the fourth queen!"

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The place between the Imperial Palace and the Forest of Heaven was surrounded by Duke Seymour's magical combat unit and Isidore's White Knights.

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The Seymour and Visconti families pressed to track down the leader of the witches who attacked the ship, so approval was quickly given from the imperial family.

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The imperial servants testified that the fourth queen was on her way to the Heaven's Forest, and Isidore had sent a messenger around the imperial palace to monitor the queen's movements, so it was easy to determine her whereabouts.

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The magicians who used the magic of flight to search in the dark forest soon found the Fourth Queen walking slowly into a deep cave at the foot of a hill surrounded by tangled tree roots.

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The Fourth Queen's base wasn't even far from the entrance to the forest.

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"She's there!"

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Duke Seymour, who was ready to attack, quickly surrounded the Fourth Queen with magicians .

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Although her surroundings were surrounded by enemies, the Fourth Queen did not show any signs of surprise.

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"Why is she so relaxed?"

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"Is it possible that she gave up everything?"

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At that moment, the person who saw the Queen's golden eyes slashed vertically like a reptile, was dazzled.

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"I can't believe there was a member of the royal family involved in black magic!"

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The Fourth Queen, who was standing, suddenly muttered.

"...Princess Deborah found out early on...that I was behind this."

Seeing the magical forces and knights quickly gathering as if they were anticipating her movements, the Fourth Queen suddenly burst into laughter.

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For the first time she felt a terrible sense of ridicule, then she smiled and slowly raised her arms.

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As the large sleeve slid down, a black monster's arm was revealed that had grown above the severed arm, and flames like lava erupted everywhere.

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"Deploy the defense wall!"

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exclaimed Mr. Casey who was Duke Seymour's assistant.

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The black flames, which had a ferocious momentum, were suppressed without being able to spread throughout the forest by the powerful defensive magic that was released in multiple layers.

However, it was just a big hoax that the Queen had deliberately invented.

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The Black Queen's arm, which was covered in scales, suddenly became huge. Soon after, black claws suddenly appeared and slashed towards Duke Seymour's heart.

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ping-!

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But the sudden attack was stopped by a pure white arrow that lit up the darkness.

"Why are you here?! Didn't I ask you to go home?!"

After Duke Seymour realizes that the Queen has extraordinary powers, he yells at Deborah, who suddenly intervenes.

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She answered in a stern voice.

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"You can't be mad at me now. Dad."

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A halo formed over Princess Deborah's body that only a few scholars had witnessed, and the Elders of the Tower around Duke Seymour looked surprised.

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"Oh my god!"

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“Divine power has taken on a magical form!”

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Once the divine power took the form of a pointed arrow, it flew fiercely towards the queen.

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"Deborah Seymour!!"

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However, the arrow of light was destroyed by the black energy emitting from the queen.

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“How dare you touch my precious son who is to become Emperor!”

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“Emperor? Who would recognize this man as Emperor?”

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Princess Deborah screamed sharply, and the Queen gradually lost her temper and began to run wildly.

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Duke Seymour, full of fatherly love, rushed to protect his daughter from the disgusting attack of the Fourth Empress.

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The band of black scales attached to the Queen's arms gradually increased, and half of her face turned black.

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She let out a sharp shriek as she unleashed black magic.

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"My son! Where is my son Javier? Give me my son now!!"

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“The Third Prince is already done. Because of your endless greed!”

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Deborah screamed as she unleashed the divine magic.

"You talk too much! A bitch like you, a nuisance! I will surely send you down to the bottom of hell so you will never see the light again!"

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"How dare you?!"

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Duke Seymour then growled in an angry voice.

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He, who had always maintained his composure, exuded intense feelings, so he created a long ice spear with seventh-grade magic power to pierce the queen's body.

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"Why is my daughter...? Why are you harassing my daughter, who hasn't done anything?"

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The fourth queen wasn't the only one who was angry at the loss of her son.

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Duke Seymour, who felt helpless, swallowed his anger.

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After Deborah's life was threatened in the library, Duke Seymour had to have endless patience, enduring the urge to lead his knights and bring down the Empire at that time.

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"I'm fine. Anyway, I survived."

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"Deborah..."

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"I will certainly live. So don't worry."

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On the day of the fire, she returned exhausted and smiled weakly at him, but when he remembered Deborah's expression, he had no choice but to vent the anger he had been holding back.

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Duke Seymour displayed superhuman strength and cast high-level ice magic one after another, and the Fourth Queen began to fall helplessly.

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Duke Seymour quickly launched an all-out attack on her, who began to transform into a black dragon instead of a human.

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Wings sprouted from the back of the Fourth Empress, who was violently twisting, opened her mouth and let out black smoke like a magical dragon from the Demon Realm.

Fired into the forest with this flame, which contained poisonous ingredients, the trees quickly lost their vitality and turned black.

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'this.....'

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Princess Deborah's eyes widened.

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It was because of the dream scene that had suddenly crossed her mind.

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"Deborah! Watch out!"

At that moment, Duke Seymour hurriedly embraced Deborah and black flames raged behind him.

***

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“What what? Javier…my Javier…… led the witches and then was kidnapped by that bitch?”

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"Uh- calm down!"

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"This can't be true. Speak again!!"

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'no! no!'

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No matter how much she denied reality, Javier's empty bed clearly indicated that her son had stepped into the trap with his feet.

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"Uhhhhhhhh!"

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The fourth queen, who was choking the neck of her aide who had brought the shocking news to her, trembled and ran out of the palace, panting.

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She had lost her composure, her eyes reddened.

This was because when morning came, her son would die.

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Black magic was classified as a high-level crime, and the punishment was applied to the imperial family without exception.

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'You stupid boy!' Stupid boy!'

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Since this is the case, she has no choice but to kill Seymour.

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"Damned Seymour Snakes! You will regret it!"

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She shuddered and ran to the cave where the great demon, Lucifer, had been summoned.

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Surprisingly, the cave was located within the Heaven's Forest, the forest closest to the imperial palace.

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Who would have imagined that?

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The fact that one of the highest rank The black magicians' made his base near the imperial palace, which was fiercely hostile to black magic.

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She bit her finger to bleed, and then the tightly closed cave door slowly opened and she hurried down the long, maze-like staircase.

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“I will give you my whole soul, please come……!”

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Standing on the magic circle on which her name was written in blood and a six-pointed star, she cut off her arm and sprinkled blood.

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Blood spilled on the ground like a river, and a gentle breeze blew out all the candles that lit up inside.

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Demon summoning began.

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•••

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The entire area was instantly dyed black.

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wh ---whHH

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A gentle breeze blew through the cave, along with the ominous sound of shaking air.

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And there was another person crouching in the corner of the altar watching the scene of the exodus of Satan.

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It was Mia Binoche.

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* * *

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Long before the appearance of the Fourth Queen, she came to this place to start searching the basement of the cave, looking for materials about the demon summoning ritual.

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After Albert's death, the witches' control of Mia weakened.

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Mia, who had secretly run away from the Marquis François while he was being summoned to court for illegal bribery fundraising, has been reading books about demons in the cave.

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'Marquis Francois said that sooner or later the passage to the Demon Realm will open and a red moon will appear...'

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She bit her lip and read the written notes.

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‘Then… I can make a pact with the devil…’

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She could no longer believe in the fourth queen.

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She boasted that she was going to kill Deborah Seymour, but all plans failed.

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'And the third prince is even more stupid.'

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Far from dead, Princess Deborah received a birthday gift that all little girls would envy, and now she's trying to take her place as a "saint."

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'There are some priests who suspect me of being a fake'

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A terrible mistake they made.

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After hearing the news that Princess Deborah was alive, Mia never had a good night's sleep.

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She suffered from terrible nightmares every day, and the more nervous she was, the more she hated the princess.

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“If you die, I can still be a saint who everyone praises as good, not fake.”

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When Princess Deborah is gone, the fourth queen will stop causing rifts, and it is only natural that the people of the empire consider themselves blessed by the ruler.

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'Yes. Once it's gone.'

It was her...the same one who volunteered while walking through the slums.

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However, a foolish princess who has enjoyed all kinds of riches and luxuries is a saint. It is not acceptable.

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'How can I summon a powerful demon?'

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The way to summon a demon was like reciting poetry. The only passage she could understand was that he could be linked to a demon by blood.

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Mia pushed a sharp blade into her arm and dripped her blood onto the hexa shape summoning circle.

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As she was looking at the magic circle that was absorbing blood, she swallowed a sharp pain, after a while she heard footsteps.

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Mia quickly hid in the narrow space behind the altar.

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'The Fourth Queen?'

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She held her breath as she looked at the chaotic-looking Fourth Queen.

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The fourth Queen was hurling insults at Seymour while cutting off her arm.

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Mia, who was shivering at the sight of the Queen's blood flowing down her feet, swallowed her saliva as everything around her turned dark.

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She couldn't see anything, but the powerful and indistinct presence seemed to choke her.

"broke down..."

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After a while, the sound of bones crunching in the darkness stopped and flames flared up above the extinguished candlestick.

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Under the bluish flames, a goat-shaped demon's shadow fluttered.

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'You have a deep shadow...'

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Mia heard the voice flow through her head again.

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the voice you heard the first time you accompanied Lady Ophelia to the Blood Rite; It was the devil's whisper.

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* * *

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Isn’t Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? Chapitre 188 Novel

"Now you must be my hostage."

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The third prince's face, filled with shame, lashed out at the princess with insults, but that also didn't last long.

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Bang!

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Powerful lightning magic swept over the river where the witches were struggling.

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An electric current passed through their bodies in an instant and the Third Prince lost consciousness.

***

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"is over."

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The lightning magic that extended over the river caused the Third Prince and the magicians to be dumbfounded and faint, and it was able to get the Third Prince easily.

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“How is this guy not deviating an inch from my expectations?”

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I clicked my tongue as I watched the Third Prince being captured.

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The Fourth Queen is clearly a strong and tough opponent, but this guy was as expected.

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“There is one thing that Fourth Queen has overlooked in this battle.”

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The bait scenario is a strategy that is mainly used when the identity of the other person is not well known.

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The Fourth Queen naturally thought that she was being targeted.

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'So you must have thought that this bait scenario was meant to take you out.'

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In fact, the Fourth Queen had forgotten to understand the Third Prince's tendencies, his weaknesses who are her only burden.

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'She failed to suppress her son.'

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In the first place, it was the Third Prince who thought that Isidore could fall into this trap.

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Through an informant from Palencia, who had infiltrated Count Roen's party, Isidore found out that the third prince was an ambitious figure and was very dissatisfied with the current situation.

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If you looked at him attending the diamond auction, the Third Prince was clearly coveting the Saintess.

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Where is his mind?...

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Originally, we planned a birthday party on a ship with a few people participating, but rumors spread that there would be a proposal to provoke the greedy Third Prince, and the result was a success.

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The third prince took the bait!

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Isidore, who had located the third prince and the trap-crawling black magicians on their own with flight magic, immediately appeared at the port where the ship was waiting, and sent out a signal.

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Carrying only dolls and artifacts sponsored by Michel Grandbert, the ship was able to teleport to the location the enemies were at through Rosad's wind magic.

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So we can also go further in the process.

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Since Rosad was able to handle the wind freely, the process of surrounding the witches who escaped by jumping into the river was easier.

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From the very beginning, I had no intention of starting a battle on a dangerous ship.

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"Because I don't want to see people I care about get hurt."

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By shooting magic arrows, we made the enemies jump off the ship, then surrounded them with ferries waiting through the forest and finished them off with lightning magic.

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'I've successfully captured the Third Prince and a group of black magicians without sacrificing anyone.'

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I breathed slowly and looked around.

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"Get rid of them one by one."

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Duke Seymour looked at the roped wizard and coldly ordered.

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The black magicians's arms and legs were filled with restraining devices containing divine power, and the magicians , on Duke Seymour's orders, threw the stunned black magicians into a prison-like cart.

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They are the ones who committed murder and kidnapping to offer sacrifices to Satan.

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Even if they didn't get their hands dirty, the imperial judiciary would punish them severely.

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After a period.

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Bellerick, who had been searching the woods around the river for wreckage, appeared.

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“These sons of bitches tried to summon a demon by sacrificing human corpses.”

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The black magicians captured by Bellerick were tied with ropes next to a magic circle drawn in blood.

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“They must have tried to summon an active water beast in order to destroy the evidence.”

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Isidor, who picked up the magic circle in a strange pattern, shook the corners of his mouth.

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“I need to present this as evidence to prove how the Third Prince colluded with The black magicians . However, even without this, he could still be judged.”

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As Isidor said, the opponent is on the edge of the abyss.

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Not only was Seymour's direct line involved, but the Magic Tower and the White Knights were also involved in the process.

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The nobles from other families also witnessed with their own eyes the image of the Third Prince leading a group of black magicians attacking the ship, so there were enough eyewitnesses.

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“This, put it away!”

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The precious hostage, the Third Prince, was thrown into the strongest special triple barrier cart prison.

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“……By the way, trying to make a man like this emperor. Does she think Seymour will simply accept this jester as emperor and follow him?”

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Rosad muttered with a silly face.

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I, too, had to swallow my silly feelings while looking at the Third Prince fainting.

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No matter how great the Fourth Queen was, and no matter how clever she was, it seemed that she was never able to pass that on to her child.

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"Children don't always go out as their parents want."

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Duke Seymour muttered bitterly.

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Later in the night when the situation was over, the detective Isidore had planted rushed to his side.

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"Duke Visconti!"

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"There is a report!"

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“We have identified some suspicious behavior of the fourth queen.”

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***

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* * *

“Today I will make a pact with the devil by sacrificing the saint’s blood.”

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At the Third Prince's announcement, the witches who had been supporting him for a long time in the north, all nodded their heads and swallowed dry saliva.

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When the witches learned that the saint revealed by Satan was Princess Deborah, they quickly lost patience.

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There was none more menacing and evil than a saintess to those who were waiting for the demonic ruler to come to earth.

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And vice versa, there was no such coveted wealth as the blood, flesh and bones of a saint.

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When the saint's blood is spilled, the demon's power rises, and this is called the principle of equal exchange, which is also why they wanted to kill Princess Deborah.

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“As everyone knows, the blood of the Hestache imperial family and the blood of a powerful witch are flowing in my body at the same time.”

The Third Prince stood in front of the witches and spoke with a solemn expression.

“If I even offered the blood of a Saint here, what kind of demon would I summon, can you even guess?”

Speak with confidence.

"If I had a strong power in my hands, I would not move so passively as my mother. If you follow this body, you can be compensated for all the time of humiliation you have endured. I will place the world under these feet with the power of Satan."

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When he announced what he was waiting for, he felt a sense of accomplishment.

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“I should have done this in the first place, I can't understand why I obeyed my mother.”

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“Actually, the prince really should be chosen by the Demon Sovereign.”

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'”Prince. If the plan succeeds, please share the saint's blood with me."

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At the sincere request of the witches , Javier laughed.

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“I have no intention of killing that arrogant woman right away. I will keep her in a pig pen and draw her blood for a long time.”

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The Third Prince's induction worked well.

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The main enemy that must be eliminated is right in front of them, especially since more and more people have come to oppose the will of Jamila , who only orders them to wait.

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Also, due to Albert's death, the fourth queen gradually lost control.

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When Albert, who was the expert leader of the group of witches, disappeared, voices rose and split internally.

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Furthermore, the Third Prince had the noble blood of the Hestache Imperial Family.

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The Fourth Queen is Satan's first summoner, but only causes quarrels and receives occasional revelations.

Expectations rose that a demon could truly descend upon this world, if the summoning ceremony was to be held with the blood of the imperial family and the blood of a Saint as guarantee.

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"Then let's get started right away."

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“Yes. Prince.”

They had a meeting in the slums on the river Rene, and when it was dark on all sides, they fanned out to carry out the operation.

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One by one the witches, carrying the ferries they had brought from here and there, hid them under a huge black cloth and looked down upon the river from a forest slope surrounded by thick oaks.

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Deep stillness and tension flowing from all directions.

After a while, fireworks were heard nearby, and from where they stood, the lights of the ship and the shadows of the people on board were clearly visible.

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'You are enjoying yourself.'

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Today will be the last day that pretty face laughs.

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The third prince, imagining Princess Deborah's proud face contorting in pain, stifled his laughter.

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After a period.

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The ship arrived at the place where the Third Prince's group was waiting.

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The witches quickly descended the hill through the woods and began rowing ferries quickly in the direction of the ship.

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As the ship drew closer, the sound of the singing piano grew louder.

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Dozens of witches were hung from the hole on the sides as planned, and the witches hiding in the forest prepared a ritual to summon an underwater beast using five corpses.

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After killing the Saint, they thought of turning the ship around and blaming it on the water monsters that came out of the rift.

As they advanced from the back of the roof, the group of witches suddenly sensed something strange and stopped.

"Dolls...?"

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They thought it was a human silhouette but it was an elaborate puppet that moved around.

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And the music did not come from the orchestra, but from the artifacts (dummies).

at that moment.

One by one, teleporting mages appeared around the forest, and magic arrows began to flow towards the top of the ark.

The Third Prince's complexion turned pale as the nearby black magician’s body was pierced by a mana arrow and he died instantly.

•••

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The song that was echoing suddenly stopped.

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The top of the deck was instantly filled with harsh cries from the trapped witches.

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“Your Highness, what the hell is this…”

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As the Third Prince looked around with a frown on his face, magic arrows started flowing out again from the direction of the forest.

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The mages, led by Duke Seymour, had pre-made scrolls to be able to reach down the River Rainier from the forest, and began attacking as soon as they received the signal.

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As more witches arrived in the forest, the momentum of the arrows became stronger.

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"Ugh!"

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Over time, the mana, sharply supplied at the tip of the arrow, was deeply embedded in the shoulders of the Third Prince.

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The Third Prince staggered from the pain caused by his mana as he swallowed a breath.

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“Woah, woah……!”

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His face turned blue as his right arm that was holding the sword could no longer be used.

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The fact that he had fallen into a trap instead of the pain from his shoulder made him feel even more appalled.

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The Third Prince had a lot of experience in leading battles as the front of the vanguard, but the person who opened the rifts in the north was none other than his mother, so he had always only encountered predictable situations.

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In an unexpected situation, the Third Prince quickly lost his composure. The magicians he commanded fell like dry leaves due to the enemy's sudden attack.

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The third prince, gasping in the air and holding the sword in his left arm, quickly raised his sword and struck an arrow.

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However, when the arrow attack stopped, out of nowhere, columns of water rose from all directions. with enough force to capsize the ship.

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"If it goes on like this, it will be a massacre. Run. It's a trap!"

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One of the black magicians around him hurriedly told the Third Prince, and he shot a black flame in the direction the magic arrows came from.

‌T : Black magician or witch They have the same meaning

Some have already jumped into the river to escape.

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Pierced by magic arrows, the ship shook menacingly as if it was going to be toppled by a fierce water column.

"Damn!"

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The Third Prince, startled, threw his sword and jumped into the water.

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“Coff! Cove!”

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Barely swimming, he shook his arms to head towards the nearby port.

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“First of all, I have to sneak out of here.”

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At that time, something hindered the Third Prince's hasty movement.

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It was part of the ship's hull.

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Several rapidly approaching ferries like speedboats using wind magic began to surround all the magicians struggling in the river.

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As if they didn't let even a single person escape.

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The Third Prince stopped swimming and hastily raised his head, facing terribly red eyes.

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"Deborah Seymour!"

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The Third Prince took a rough breath and gritted his teeth.

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"How dare you?!"

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“Because this is something prepared for you. Thank you for coming in person.”

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"hyuk!"

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"Now you must be my hostage."

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The third prince's face, filled with shame, lashed out at the princess with insults, but that also didn't last long.

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Bang!

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Powerful lightning magic swept over the river where the witches were struggling.

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An electric current passed through their bodies in an instant and the Third Prince lost consciousness.

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***

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Isn’t Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? Chapitre 186 Novel

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I was listening to the servants' conversations, hoping that they would pick up on the rumors that had circulated in the past well.

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'What are you doing here?'

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Bellerick stood behind me with a grim expression.

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"Why are you here, brother?"

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Oh, I was surprised.

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"Why did you get up so early? The sun will come up soon."

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"Brother, didn't you sleep well? You don't seem to have a very good complexion."

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“Isidor dared to make me a loser in the jewelry auction, so how could my expression be so good?”

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"It's a plan I made, so I think it's good."

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"Uh."

He let out a short sigh and ruffled his hair roughly.

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Various rumors have been circulating recently, and my family secretly participated in the plan to lure witches onto the ship I received as a gift.

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Bellerick, whose weakness was in my hands, is more reliable than anyone else.

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"Brother. Did you find it anyway? The birthday present I asked for."

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“Yeah… I found it.”

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He mumbled, then suddenly let out a smile as if he was being silly.

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"It's the first time I've seen someone like you threaten someone to find them a birthday present!"

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“Anyway, the gift my brother will bring is obviously not going to be that great, so I’d better find what I want, right? You didn’t buy it, you just looked for it, so it doesn’t cost you any money.”

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The feeling that Seymour's direct descendants had bad taste when choosing a gift can be demonstrated by the case of Enrique, who received the same three magic "wands."

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“I am speechless! I think the only person who can handle your character is Isidore.”

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Suddenly he grabbed my hand tightly.

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"But what is this?"

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"I found it like you said, so calling it a gift is an exaggeration. It's not as expensive as a purple diamond, but it's worth a little."

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Bellerick turned and disappeared, and I smiled as I looked at the jewelry box he had thrown at me.

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‌***

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"Is it good?"

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"What?"

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“How are you going to spend your birthday?”

Isidore asked me if I was upset that we were using my birthday as bait to attract witches, for it should be a happier day than any other, but it wasn't at all.

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There are a lot of people here who care about me, and they don't just care about using me, so I was already happy as if I had received such a wonderful gift.

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Then I was surprised.

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Suddenly, I was truly accepting that Deborah's birthday was mine, not Yoon Do-hee's.

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Yes, this is no longer a fantasy for me.

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It is truly global.

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* * *

[I think it's a very good opportunity. If you give me an order, we'll have a meeting in the basement of the General Store in the Third District.]

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A witch disguised as a fashionista brought a catalog of clothing designs to the Fourth Queen, which contained a note.

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At first glance, the magician looked like an ordinary employee, so the scene was completely devoid of any suspicion.

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The fourth queen snapped her fingers as she opened the catalog of her red dress.

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When she bent her fourth finger and raised her index and middle finger and tapped four times at regular intervals, it meant wait.

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For a long time, witch have been secretly communicating from the outside with hand signals.

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Pointing to the red dress, she guessed that they should be silent until the door opened as scheduled.

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The sorcerer, who had guessed her intentions, quietly withdrew, and Jamila bit her lip in thought.

‌T :( sorcerer or witch or black magicians )

'...a party on a ship.'

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Yesterday afternoon, high-quality information came out that a fireworks artifact developed for the Spring Flower Festival was being sold.

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In addition, there were people who said they saw pianos being carried onto the ship as if an orchestra was going to play.

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“Using fireworks means making a proposal at night.”

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Also, the size of the ship is about 4 times the size of the yacht. It's not small, but it's not a place that can fit many people.

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After filling the ship with an orchestra, the number of people who can be invited on board inevitably decreases.

“There is a good chance that there will only be Duke Visconti and Deborah.”

Only two of them are on the ship. As her servant said, it was an excellent opportunity to get rid of the princess.

'But....'

I had a bad feeling.

'Looks like a trap.'

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Once she started having doubts, the more she thought about it, the more she saw it as bait to get her out of the darkness.

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'How can such a witch and petty be a saint?'

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Are you using this once-in-a-lifetime engagement proposal as bait to catch witches?

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In the past, she would never have believed that a conceited princess full of arrogance would come up with such a strategy.

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But meanwhile, Princess Deborah beautifully hid the fact that she was a saint.

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Moreover, she finds herself in a complicated situation as her plan failed before. Judging from the fact that she came with a bait that shook her heart, it also seemed to be psychological warfare.

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If we don't seize this opportunity now, it might be difficult to deal with the princess.

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However, there is something that Princess Deborah does not know.

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The fact that the red moon will rise soon.

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The moment the power leading to the Demon Realm becomes stronger, it can cause chaos beyond the chaos of the Incense Ceremony…. There will be one last chance.

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'I must not waste it like at the incense ceremony.'

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At that time, even if she had to completely surrender her soul, she thought of throwing out all the obstacles.

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'... Yes not now.'

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She closed her eyes patiently.

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“Now I am tired of being touched by my mother’s words.”

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Blood started to pool in his empty hand, and he opened his fist with a suspicious smile.

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He grabbed his fist and opened it.

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* * *

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In the dream, Naila looked at the blood red moon. It was an ominous light different from the red moon I had seen in the pictures while surfing the internet.

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Naila trembled unexpectedly under the red moon.

Knowing that I am an idiot, he called me Hugo*. Why is he pushing me away again?'

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(T: someone who everyone uses for their own good)

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She muttered to herself sadly.

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"Is he tired of me?"

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Naila is inwardly shocked by the man who looks like Isidore, after he says that a good woman does not suit his taste.

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As I look back at my past life's memories through the eyes of a third person, I felt like I could understand why the man had suddenly pushed her away and frowned.

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“... Naila was very popular.”

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At the time of crossing the desert there were only the man and Naila, but after overcoming adversity and returning to the capital, she was greeted by reinforcements.

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Heir to the Heistach family was a childhood friend of Naila's, and the Seymour twins loved her like their own younger sister.

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And not only all this, but those who received invitations from Orge and Montez thought that they were close to Naila. (1)

(1) Seymour always gave birth to twins. This is mentioned in the first chapters.

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'...he was jealous'

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As I bit my tongue, my vision suddenly began to turn red, and the sky gradually began to turn dark red with the sound of an ominous crow.

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Naila's memories are now coming to an end, and my eyes open in a cold sweat.

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"Uh...."

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As soon as I saw the familiar ceiling, I let out a sigh.

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It was a dream, but the sight of the gates of the Demon Realm opening so clearly in front of my eyes made my heart thump to the point of pain.

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I turned my head and wiped the cold sweat from the back of my neck.

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The sky outside the window is always the same, only with thick, dark clouds slowly pouring in.

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However, the dark red sky that I saw in my dream kept turning red, so I couldn't go back to sleep and tossed for a long time.

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Suddenly, the faint light of dawn came through the window, and to change my mood, I gently tossed into the air the fortune coin Isidore had given me.

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I stood after looking at the other side for a while.

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“I got up early after a long time.”

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I usually sleep until I feel like it, but I got up early and took a walk around the annex.

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Meanwhile, I heard the servants talking in the backyard of the garden.

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"Oh my God! Do they decorate the boat with flowers?"

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“Yes. The reason the Duke of Visconti gave the princess a ship and the lavender diamond was for an engagement request.”

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When I wondered if Isidor's actions seemed romantic in the eyes of others, enthusiastic shouts broke out here and there.

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"Plus, they said he bought fireworks, but is he trying to propose on her birthday night?"

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"It's romantic just by listening to it. A proposal on the ship!"

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While listening to their chatter, I scratched my chin in a vague mood.

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'Rumours spread much faster than expected.'

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The person who started the rumor that Isidore would formally propose to me on a white ship bearing my pseudonym 'Debbie'...... was me.

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Of course, my partner, as always, was Isidore.

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* * *

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That day

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From the moment I learned that the fourth Queen, Jamilla, was behind it all, I was worried.

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The other party already knows that I am the True Saint, so they will try to end my life.

Again, since we are convinced that the fourth queen is behind this, it can be said that it is a tie result, but the problem is that there is no substantial evidence to investigate the imperial family.

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Moreover, the fact that she had been hiding her identity for so long in the imperial family, who strictly rejected black magic, was evidence that it was difficult to find proof that the Fourth Queen was a witch.

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“…..at some point in time you have to pull the enemy hard from the darkness into the light.”

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Because of the long period of suppression, witches were finding it hard to hide.

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The Imperial Guard attempted to capture the wizard, the main culprit behind the library fire, but ultimately failed.

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"It's better to let him out on his own."

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‌***

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I moved the white elephant on the chessboard on the table in Isidore's office.

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"Let's cast the bait first. Since he deliberately set the library on fire, it seems like she's in a hurry too."

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"You mean you're going to do a script to motivate her."

I nodded my head at Isidore's words.

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"That would be faster than finding evidence that the Fourth Queen is a witch. After being lured with mouth-watering bait, she will show herself. What do you think?"

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He did not answer easily.

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What they want is my life, so Isidor was worried I might use myself as bait.

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"Don't worry about it. My dream is to live a long and healthy life."

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“……”

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“Isidore. How about using the ship as bait?”

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I slowly moved the elephant diagonally.

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“In the end, it is a plan I thought of because my birthday is approaching….”

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"Go on."

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“Can you lend me one of the ships in the south?”

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“……”

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“If you organize a party on the ship, you can naturally leak the information that you are on the ship to your enemies.”

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I continued speaking slowly as I watched the elephant get knocked down by the black pawn.

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“The enemies probably consider the ship to be a much easier place to attack than the library. In particular, the water speed downstream of the Rene River is slow, and there are large forests around, so it is easier for the enemy to sneak up and attack the ship.”

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The ship that floats on the river is ultimately a bait to eliminate the enemy.

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“But, I don’t know if they will catch me…”

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In my mumbling, Isidore looked at the king, who became his companion as a partner.

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"Let's give them a chance to catch me."

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Isidore understood what I meant and at once offered me a fine ship the next day.

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In addition, he auctioned off a rare gem.

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So people came to the conclusion that Isidor would naturally propose to me on the ship.

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Jamila rubbed the back of her neck for a while, then jumped up.

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She stopped by to visit the Third Prince's mansion.

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However, the Third Prince's room was empty.

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"Where's Javier?"

After a while, the third prince appeared.

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Messy looking.

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Her facial expressions distorted as she saw that he smelled of alcohol. And the perfume of a woman spreads from him as well, as if he were an anesthetic.

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“Didn't I tell you dozens of times to stay close to the northern lords and keep Count Ruen away?”

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"I'm extending my personal relationship. I'm not a three-year-old, so why do you personally even interfere with my friendships?"

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"crazy!"

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He lived quietly for a while, only seeming devoted to swordsmanship, but the Fourth Queen cried out as she saw her son showing signs of rebellion again.

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“Don’t you know that my ranking among queens is fourth, like an isolated servant with only enemies?”

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"Ha-ha!" The Third Prince laughed briefly.

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“Every time you say this to me, what the hell can I do so that you can level up?”

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He extended his empty hand.

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“There are people who dare to despise me, I of the royal family, and among them is the Northern Marquis! And, by the way, what is wrong with trying to possess a small diamond, so that you get angry and come to see me so early in the morning?”

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“You had to win the bid so much that no one else could bid after you! The Emperor loves you and would have given you that much as a gift, but why did you bid less than the Duke of Visconti?! Were you humiliated like last time?!”

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He was already tired of the endless hassle.

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The third prince, who was used to this, wasn't listening to her.

I'm tired of it, like the good old days when I was so upset I couldn't breathe

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"I'm tired of it, like the good old days when I was so upset I couldn't breathe."

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My mother always says this is for me, but she tried to make me a puppet, threatening me very badly in this way.

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When I was little, I obeyed my mother, but not now.

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Was it because the period of staying alone in the northern part of the country, was too long?

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Looking from afar, my mother wasn't that great. Not many things were going as intended, and her plans failed every time, even with a contract with such a powerful demon.

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“…Do you understand me? Javier, you just have to do as I tell you.”

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While thinking differently, Javier nodded dryly.

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“And…... But still, you weren't lazy to train, so I won't say anything anymore.”

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Soon after, the Fourth Queen walked out of the palace angrily, and Javier gritted his teeth.

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'I did as I was told, but she crawled into my palace for no reason and judged me.'

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He picked up his coat with a gruff gesture and walked out of the palace again.

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***

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With a cigarette in his hand, he was hanging out with Count Rouen, and a rumor spread while he was drinking.

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"There are rumors that the Duke of Visconti paid a large sum and won the Purple Gem to betroth Princess Deborah."

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"probably. Although Princess Deborah is a little young to become a Duchess, her marriage has been delayed more than other young people from other families."

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'Does this mean that he will propose?'

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The Third Prince slowly let out the smoke and narrowed his eyes.

“Will Princess Deborah accept the Duke of Visconti's betrothal?”

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the Third Prince asked, while rubbing the end of the cigarette on the table and putting it out.

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"Unless there are special circumstances, they will marry after betrothal. Is there any reason to refuse the proposal of a man who is the best prospective husband in the social world?"

“The devotion of the Duke of Visconti is astonishing.”

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"Ha-ha. Visconti and Seymour. The marriage will be a win-win for both of them."

Count Ruen frowned as he poured wine for the Third Prince, and the noble beside him shook his head.

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"I honestly envy the Duke of Visconti. I've heard that Princess Deborah runs a very large company. It also means that she has a very large income."

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"Not just a company. Rumors circulated that the Princess had received a sapphire mine as a gift from Duke Seymour."

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Everyone exploded in boos at the word mine.

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It is because they are always short of money because they spend a lot of time enjoying the nightlife.

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“When Duke Visconti appeared as a companion of the princess during the Spring Festival, everyone was amazed, but now that I saw him, he had more good foresight than anyone else.”

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"Not only his father-in-law is the master of the tower, but the princess also leads the fashion in the social world without realizing it. She has it all. Also every competition shrinks when she gets involved, but not many want to put up with her prickly personality. Ha-ha."

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In the middle of the smug conversation, someone asked a question.

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“By the way, there are rumors that Princess Deborah, who is famous for her personality, is the reincarnation of a saint… Does that make sense?”

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"Of course, this is nonsense. It is more convincing that Mia Binoche is a saint."

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"Mia Binoche has pink hair to symbolize a saint, and she helps the slums…."

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“But there is no way famous scientists can lie, right?”

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“When there is a fire, even the smartest scientist will have a hard time staying sane, right?”

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While listening to the argument about the saintess, the third prince drank a lot of alcohol.

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His red, wine-soaked lips were strangely curled.

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Because he knew that Mia Binoche was a fake through his mother borrowing the power of the devil, and that the truth was that Princess Deborah was the real Saint.

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'Fake...'

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Since childhood, his mother made a vow that he would hold all the valuables in the world in his hand.

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"Javi. My chosen one. If you do as I say, I can put the whole world at your feet."

When he didn't feel safe, he trusted his mother's words and headed to the cold northern part of the country.

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After suffering, I returned to the capital, but what fell into my hands was a fake saint, it wasn't even funny.

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Isidore Visconti took the true saint...

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The Duke of Visconti's intriguing look and Princess Deborah's sarcastic tone returned to him, possibly caused by the alcohol.

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Isidore's eyes, which saw through the inclinations of others, had a corner that stimulated a latent sense of inferiority.

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'I am a member of the royal family. I am the Emperor's son!'

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'Why dare he ignore me?'

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'Why do they have everything I should have?'

The Third Prince felt an inferiority complex, and gripped the glass in his hand tightly.

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"Prince, are you alright?"

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The glass shattered and the surrounding nobles were stunned, but in their ears, only the ringing continued.

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“Now I am tired of being touched by my mother’s words.”

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Blood started to pool in his empty hand, and he opened his fist with a suspicious smile.

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He grabbed his fist and opened it.

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Repeatedly tossing the coin with an expressionless face, Isidore slowly stood up as it was time to begin the auction of the gem called the “Lavender Diamond.”

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[T/N: They call it lavender because of its purple color]

***

The auction house was crowded with people who had come to see the precious gems.

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It was difficult to see the jewelry from a distance, and the atmosphere was even more intense because the faces of the participants were excited.

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A purple diamond was shrouded in dim light in the center of the hall, in a large glass box, and there were many nobles who were betting on who would win this beautiful gem.

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At that time, the auction house was in a state of excitement.

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'look over there.'

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"It's Rosad Seymour!"

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Hearing them, Rosad was struggling to keep a straight face as usual, but then Bellerick appeared with his long hair messed up and with a wary expression.

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'Looks like I came with him. I feel bad.'

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Although they were twins, they did not enter together, but they arrived at the auction house at the same time.

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'Isn't this the Fifth Princess?'

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“Marquis Paslin is here too.”

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The atmosphere in the auction house heated up as VIPs appeared one after another.

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"Hmm."

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Rosad, with his legs crossed, firmly seated in a VIP seat, available only to those who had successfully participated in the auction, looked around with cold eyes.

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He found the Third Prince and narrowed his eyes.

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“I know very well that Deborah is very popular, but this is a bit surprising.”

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Of course, the Third Prince could have come to bid for someone other than Deborah.

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However, he was somewhat disturbed because he had heard the story that Isidore and the Third Prince almost had a sword duel at the academy.

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“Well, this gem will fall into my hands anyway.”

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Rozad deliberately revealed the price he had in mind, and when the competition intensified he doubled the price.

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When there is enough amount to win, most of them notice and increase the amount by 10 percent, or as much as 30 percent.

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He was convinced of victory because he boldly multiplied it.

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"I'm just buying a birthday present for my sister, but I'm not sure why I'm doing so much."

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Ugh, I've seen a lot of stuff so far, so I have to. Because Deborah has become an important figure in our family...'

While Rozad was justifying himself, Bellerick had a similar idea.

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He's not the only madman who doubles the price, everyone doubles the amount, even if the diamond is very expensive.

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The participants waited for the announcement of the winner of the gem, and hid the tension that was beginning to mount.

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Then he began to hear an unusual hum from the doorway.

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Bellerick's eyes widened as he watched Isidor enter the VIP seats with a gentle smile.

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“Why is the Duke of Visconti here?”

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It was an unexpected face.

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He has already made a gift to Deborah.

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“Isidor, will you participate in this auction as well? Since you obtained the item you were aiming for in a paslin, I would like you to give up this jewel.”

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Marquis Paslin spoke bluntly, and Isidor laughed.

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"You know princesses love precious things. And it's a chance for me to show a little love, so if I miss that jewel, I'll be disappointed."

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“Sigh, I need to find another gift.”

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Marquis Paslin sighed, feeling defeated. There was no chance for him as his nephew would not start in a losing game.

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***

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The next day, the news spread in the social world that the lavender diamond was sold at a record price. With this price, you can buy three houses in Yonas.

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The price was 3 times the price of the pink diamond in the last auction.

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“Of course, the main character associated with the jewel is Princess Deborah, right?”

'It hurts even to speak. And the Duke of Visconti is also amazing, if he offers such an astronomical price.

‌

Amidst the chatter about the owner of this jewel, the Queen's palace was turned upside down.

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"Heck! Calm down, Queen!" (The Maid)

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This is because the news that her son has taken part in the tumultuous diamond auction, has reached the ears of the fourth queen.

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"Oh my God, he's lost his mind! What the hell was he doing there?"

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Princess Deborah was already giving her a great headache, but when her son unsuccessfully poured oil on the fire, she threw everything into her hands in great anger.

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"Why the hell did he do such a stupid thing?"

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Does my son still have delusions that he will be able to turn the Seymour family into his favour? It is already impossible to spoil the relationship between Isidore and Princess Deborah.

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Also, the Seymour and Visconti family, who had an ancient history from the time of the founding of the empire, really upheld the legality of the succession.

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'He even failed to win the bid.'

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If he had handed that purple gem to Mia, this scene was worth seeing.

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Jamila rubbed the back of her neck for a while, then jumped up.

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She stopped by to visit the Third Prince's mansion.

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However, the Third Prince's room was empty.

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"Where's Javier?"

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