The sword of my closest friend and trusted adjutant pierced my body. When I opened my eyes again, I had become a noble lady of the enemy kingdom. In an unfamiliar and weak stranger’s body, three year’s time was lost, in which my homeland was brought to ruin. I was unable to come to my senses because of the pain of betrayal and confusion of my identity. However, eventually I decided to live on as 'Luciphella Aidine', a noble who wields a sword.
Aidin, the esteemed daughter of a duke and the Emperor’s direct assassin, the leader of ‘Owl.’
I gave everything to my Lord but I only received betrayal and deception in return, and death.
“I will take revenge on you. I will never forgive you even in my death!”
After taking all the blame, her life came to an end by getting her neck cut off by the guillotine.
But the moment she opened her eyes again, she realized she had returned to the age of 17.
The love of my life, Lakan, became the Emperor.
At last, the coronation ceremony; I stood by him expecting to become Empress.
However, the crown of empress didn't become mine, it became Vienna's, my younger cousin.
I threw everything away to make Lakan the emperor, and all that's left for me ahead was death.
It wasn't until I was abandoned that I realized he used me.
Everything was a ruse.
The carefully planned screenplay; its main characters being the love of my life, Lakan, and my cousin, Vie
Adele was adopted by the duke in order to replace his dead daughter who died from a rare disease. She worked her entire life so she would be loved, but as soon as her younger sister was born, she was abandoned and set to be married off. On the journey toward her marriage, she was assassinated by mysterious enemies.
"...Is this a dream?"
But when she opened her eyes, she returned to 3 years in the past!
“Please, Hilise. Please die in place of Gabrielle.”
My always dignified brother begged me for the first time.
He wants me to die for our stepsister, whom we don’t even share a drop of blood with.
“For the first and last time, I ask you this.”
I’ve always been miserable, and there is no exception this time.
The seventh time that I was betrayed and killed, I was completely free of lingering feelings.
“I’m glad that you’re a scumbag until the end.”
I won’t be swayed by love anymore.
I’m a witch that’s over 300 years old, but I died at the hands of a human I’d trusted. I thought I’d be stuck in the spiritual world forever, but I reincarnated as the baby princess of a violent and bloody imperial family, where siblings alike would murder each other for the throne.
Honestly, at this rate, I should just become the next emperor. I’ll conquer the entire continent and attain my sweet revenge on Lacuz.
And so, I turned to evil and wicked ways, as befitting my role as a witch.
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