Isn’t Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? chapitre 146 Novel13080Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsGRFFDbbJ2
'How comfortable is the life of a Villainess'
"Well, what do you feel comfortable with?"
"I'm kidding."
Duke Seymour and Isidore caught their confused gazes together, wondering what they had heard for a moment, and Princess Deborah frowned and fiddled with the ornate chess horse.
“If the black magicians are looking for a saint, someone behind the scenes will hear the news and approach Mia.”
Additionally, Deborah thought Mia's actions were somewhat suspicious. When she fell in front of Vilav, she mysteriously fell, but this time she lied publicly.
'Something is not normal.'
Deborah slowly opened her mouth.
“I plan to follow Mia Binoche at the moment. secretly. so as not to be discovered.”
After explaining my plan to the most trusted people, my father and Isidore, I immediately returned to my room.
It was because the headache started again.
I frowned at the sharp pain that stabbed the temple.
'I don't want to worry about that.'
But my headache was definitely better compared to the time when I first opened my eyes. Perhaps because mixed memories are regulated little by little.
'Ha ha. what the hell?'
So much has happened in such a short time.
Lying on the bed, I sighed for a long time and looked at my hand.
'Do I have divine power?'
I was honestly shocked. I used to use magic as a basic skill, and was a bit envious of those with swordsmanship and even spirits, but I felt strange that I had an unknown power.
'Hmmm. Let's test it'
After I cut the back of my hand with a knife, I was instantly healed.
Unlike my mana, who didn't feel it at all, Divine Power awakened once, so I was able to deal with it according to my will. But even if I raised it as high as possible, it was weak compared to the power that exploded in a moment of desperation.
The reason I left Mia alone was that I needed time to adapt to the divine power.
'By the way, it's really amazing.'
When I see the cuts that have neatly disappeared, my tongue sticks out straight. It's amazing that she became a superhuman, but there was something even more shocking. Yoon Do Hee's previous life was Nyla, who was revered by the people of Astia as a saint.
During the incense ceremony, the strange memory that came to mind from the moment I saw the white rosary was the previous life of Leon Do Hee, not Deborah. It was quite different when searching through the fragments of memory left by Deborah, that is, browsing through the fragments of memories left by another soul. Seeing the memories rooted in the soul, she felt completely different.
I instinctively knew from the moment my Divine Power awakened that Nila was Yun Do's previous life. Most of all, it's good, but it's a little… The idiot part is similar.
What is the use of everything if you become a saint revered by all after death?
“I shall live and enjoy all riches and luxuries!”
In my third life, I will be in a relationship with a handsome and sweet friend without being easy to find while spending a lot of money!
I was determined to put myself first in this life, but my head was too hot, so I got into this fire. Maybe it was still heavy because I used the power of awakening.
'I'm tired.'
As soon as I closed my eyes, I quickly fell asleep.
When I sleep, I remember memories of my previous life.
I discovered that the recurring dream, which I thought was a nightmare, was actually a memory of my previous life, and now I can remember it even after waking up. The timeline of memories that could be seen in a subconscious state was mixed, but one thing in common was that there was always a blond man who looked like Isidore completely.
Nayla probably had the fondest memories with that man. And I thought that Isidore's face, similar to that of a blond man, stimulated the memories of his previous life, causing my divine power to awaken even faster. Over time… It seemed that the ancient Velav artifact was heavily involved in unlocking power.
He must have been staying in this country house. After all, Isidore is a duke on the same level as the head of the house, so he was polite to serve dinner and send it to a precious guest.
"I'm going down…"
In the drawing room, Isidore was walking around with a worried look and narrowed his brow.
"Isidore."
When he called, his worried face softened with satisfaction.
I was embarrassed because I thought he was an easy-to-read guy.
And he was so happy that I could face him as if nothing had happened.
When I sensed the value of everyday life, Isidore rushed toward me in a hurry.
“Is your body okay? You had bad skin earlier.”
Looks like he found out I had a headache.
“You see, it's really okay. I can heal my wounds.”
I smiled at him a little.
"I'm very happy".
“Are you okay, sir? Apparently, I remember a broken rib…”
"It got better thanks to you."
He grabbed my hand and put it in the coat and I was embarrassed by his sudden action.
"If you're worried, check it out for yourself."
After a while, I quickly touched a stiff muscle and lump over the white shirt in the palm of my hand. In the midst of a frenzy, I inadvertently moved my hand to my rectus abdominal muscles, and Isidore's white cheeks suddenly turned red.
'Why are you so embarrassed all of a sudden?'
It makes me feel even weirder too.
“Hm. Ha, it's okay anyway. I'm really good ".
He shook his long eyelashes and avoided my gaze.
"Oh yes."
I also removed my hand in a hurry and nodded my head.
Then he suddenly took off his coat and covered the area around his lower body.
"It's hot."
"Yeah, it's a little hot."
I pretended not to know anything and looked away.
"I need to go for a walk to get some fresh air."
"Yeah, a good walk."
"See you at dinner later."
I looked at the back of his body as he hurriedly disappeared, then covered my hot face and bit my lip.
I haven't seen anything.
‘But… it was hard…… almost like a stone.’
The Fourth Empress vomited black blood several times.
She tried to cover her mouth with a handkerchief, but her right arm did not move as if it was paralyzed, black blood splattered on the ground.
Lucifer, the devil, swallowed a quarter of her soul for the price of creating a crack in this incense ceremony. But even taking a great risk, the Fourth Empress had to overdo it.
'The first rift failed and only the tower was excited and successful.'
Attempts to create a fake saint have always been thwarted, and the Third Prince is still in a vulnerable position, so more time is needed. In order to promote the next opportunity, I had to interfere with the rituals dedicated to the crown prince and solidify the idea that he was unlucky and immoral.
“How about the crown prince take over this incense ceremony? Your Majesty.”
“You are a great mother. It is not enough to bring back the third prince from a chaotic battlefield, you even take care of the eldest son.”
In fact, it was the Fourth Empress who secretly suggested to the emperor that the crown prince conduct the incense ceremony.
In the novel, Mia firmly established her position as a saint and sided with the Pope as the heroine of her birth, so the Empress didn't have to make that kind of trouble. Deborah did not anticipate the situation in which the evil spirit appeared because the ceremonial incense ceremonies originally ended well. However, since the current Fourth Empress was on the defensive, she had to make a big bet.
'I had to get people to turn their backs on the prince.'
But the demon demanded a price more than she had expected, so the loss was also great. If the soul was to be eaten more in the future, it might be difficult to self-preserve, but the Fourth Empress ignored this fact.
Her soul was absorbed even more deeply by the demon, and only her persistence and desire to make her son emperor increased even more.
'I feel a little disappointed.'
She had hoped in her heart that the prince would plunge into the battle with the monsters and die, but even so, this was only half a success.
Well, he's a sword master, so he can't die that easily.
Above all, there is another great benefit.
Suddenly a card called Mia Binoche, which had been useless all along, appeared as a cup.
'I was going to do such a scary thing.'
But Mia Binoche is a fake saint made of holy blood, whose card did you steal?
After quickly recovering the black blood on the floor, she told her maid that she had been out for a while, and then went to the basement, hidden under the jewelry store. Shortly thereafter, Mia entered the black cave by order of the Fourth Empress and knelt before the Fourth Empress.
"I heard your performance very well."
“Thank you so much for giving me strength. I will do my best to live up to your expectations in the future.”
'What else are you talking about?'
The fourth empress's eyebrows rose.
Mia thought that the white deity that appeared during the incense ceremony was the strength of the Fourth Empress like holy blood.
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