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The night deepens. At night, when darkness has already fallen, rainwater begins to fall little by little.

I left the window open and enjoyed the moist night air. It was definitely a humid night to the point where my body naturally sagged, but rather than feeling bad, I felt refreshed.

“It’s so strange. I didn’t really like this humid weather.”

I laughed and felt the sleeves of my dress getting wet, so I got up and closed the window.

Perhaps by now, the carriage headed to the royal capital by the high treasonous criminal who killed the duke and harmed the duchess and princess would have stopped for a moment to camp.

Since it is raining at the moment, it will probably take until the carriage arrives at the royal capital… … . It will take about four more days. It will probably take another month before the criminal who arrives in the royal capital is tried.

You have to report to the king, submit evidence, and set a trial date. Since he is not just a criminal but also the son of a duke, it may take another month to simply schedule a trial.

“Can I think about it for about two months? … .”

Two months… … . If it’s long, it’s long. If it’s short, it’s short. Will I be able to achieve all my goals in the meantime?

I closed my eyes and thought for a moment, and as soon as I decided that it was possible, I opened my eyes and stood up.

okay. Anyway, there is no longer anything to disturb me, and there is nothing to worry about anymore. Achieving the goal in two months? That’s the easy part.

of course… … . Unless something far beyond my expectations happens.

“Ha.”

I chuckled, grabbed the extra fan I had in my room, and came out of the room.

Shoot–

The dark hallway, devoid of even a single ray of light, was filled only with the sound of rain hitting the window and darkness.

After standing in front of the room door for a moment, I slowly walked down the hallway. The inside of the rainy mansion was eerily quiet.

As I walked through the cold and damp hallway, I stopped for a moment when I saw the matriarch’s room in the distance.

“… … .”

We have finally arrived here. In the end, I ended up here.

Starting from the mansion, to the academy, and up to here. Everything that happened so far was all part of my plan. It was part of a picture I drew. It was the foundation I had built upon.

And it all started with one purpose: the end of this damn world.

And if I had moved for that purpose, I would have killed only the kites who were my original target in as painful a way as possible and then spread a curse on the entire continent… … .

‘Charlotte la Rochelle!’

However, all of those plans were overturned by the appearance of a new being named Hermel.

Because of this, the leader of the rebels, who would have been killed first, was alive, and because of that, he caused an incident at the Spring Festival that did not have to happen and drew the attention of investigators.

‘Charles!’

Now that I have arrived, having deviated greatly from my original purpose, this place is very different from what I expected.

The leader of the rebel army that I left behind to use as a long-term horse, the crown prince whose self-esteem is probably at rock bottom right now, Seria, who is a bomb herself, and the two royal investigators who are still suspicious of me.

There are too many characters left who would have died long ago or had no connection at all.

Because of this, I ended up stepping into completely unknown territory where it was difficult for even me to predict what would happen. It has reached a point where there is no turning back.

“Hermel… … .”

But I have no regrets about all of this. There is no fear. Because it’s what I chose and what I wanted. I have no intention of backing down now.

Now there are no more things that can get in my way, and nothing that can threaten me. My will is strong and I know exactly what to do. What kind of thing is something like the unknown that would stop me from walking?

I looked ahead and held the fan tightly. A ray of moonlight broke through the thick rain clouds and drew a line in front of me.

“Phew… … .”

This is where it really begins. Unlike others, I have finally reached the starting point.

Well, the reason why I started later than others was because of my choice, but I don’t regret this either.

I slowly closed my eyes and remembered the promise I made at the beginning of this episode.

“The worst evil that no one can overcome… … .”

I definitely thought that way at first. But not now.

“The villain in the game that you can attack.”

okay. A final boss for just one person. A stepping stone to creating a hero. That is my goal now.

I opened my eyes and walked toward the matriarch’s room, passing through the moonlight shining through the window.

There was no shaking or hesitation in those steps.

* * *

“Ugh… … . Ugh… … . sister… … . sister… … !”

Time in the middle of the night.

Priscilla, who had been suffering from a terrible nightmare of her sister strangling her and crying bloody tears, felt like her neck was being broken and at the same time opened her eyes trembling.

“Ha… … . ha… … .”

Priscilla, who woke up in the guest room bed, woke up to the sound of thunder outside the window.

‘Priscilla. Why did you do that to me? Priscilla. Priscilla. ‘My cute little sister.’

However, even after waking up from the dream, the remnants of the nightmare still lingered, eating away at Priscilla’s mind.

‘My husband, my son, my lovely daughter and me. ‘How can you sleep comfortably by yourself when you’ve messed everything up?’

“Sister… … . No, that’s wrong. I am… … . I’m just… … .”

The person my sister loved, her children, and even her sister. Because of one wrong decision on my part, everything ended up being a mess.

‘You’re selfish. Priscilla.’

Because of me alone. Because of my presence… … . Priscilla gritted her teeth and pulled out her hair, feeling a sense of guilt that she couldn’t shake off no matter what she did.

“I’m sorry… … . I, I was wrong… … . no… … . I didn’t do anything wrong. Because my sister wrote such a letter… … . no. Sister, you just wrote a letter because you wanted me to help you… … .”

When she closed her eyes, a vision of her sister appeared and tormented her, and when she opened her eyes, the terrible reality tore her mind to pieces. Priscilla felt like she was going crazy because of the terrible nightmares that kept repeating forever.

No, maybe I’ve already gone crazy.

Priscilla, who was shaking with her teeth clenched, took out the knife she had brought from the restaurant and began to cut her wrists.

However, because the knives made for eating were not that sharp, they ended up crushing and tearing the wound on the wrist rather than cutting the flesh.

“Keuuu… … .”

A burning pain running up my wrist and a cold sensation running down my neck ran through my entire body.

Priscilla, who finally realized that this was not a dream, sighed and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

“It hurts… … .”

Priscilla blinked as she looked down at her bleeding wrist, then got down from the bed and slowly walked towards the door.

“Sister Genea… … .”

Priscilla came out of the room, chanting her sister’s name and trudging toward the matriarch’s room where Genea was, as if possessed.

Priscilla, who had been walking around distractedly like a walking corpse, slightly widened her eyes when she saw the matriarch’s room with the door open.

“Sister… … ?”

Perhaps, perhaps not. Has your sister woke up? really?

Priscilla tried to calm her frantically beating heart as she approached the matriarch’s room, opened the slightly open door, and entered.

Because the night was deep and it was raining heavily, there was nothing to be seen in the room except for a small candle.

“Unni, Genea… … ?”

I carefully called my sister’s name, but there was no answer. All that could be heard was a faint creaking sound.

The creaking sound was too light to be the wind blowing and shaking the window, and too quiet to be the sound of the bed jumping around.

It sounded like something heavy had been hung on a string.

“Ha… … . ha… … .”

My heart was racing strangely. Since I couldn’t see anything, the creaking sound that came at regular intervals became even more terrifying.

Is it really still a dream? No, the tingling pain rising from my wrist told me that this was reality.

So what on earth does this sound mean? What is this creaking sound… … .

Grumbling――

“Hmph!?”

Priscilla trembled at the sound of thunder coming from afar and looked back, but of course there was nothing there.

“Ha… … .”

Priscilla let out a sigh of relief and tried to calm her frantically beating heart, then placed her forehead against her pounding head and looked forward again.

The annoying creaking sound was still circling around the room. Priscilla, who realized that it was not an illusion, was about to light a small fire in her hand.

Thunder struck near the mansion, and along with a loud bang, intense light illuminated the room for a moment.

And a plan that was briefly revealed.

Priscilla couldn’t help but freeze on the spot when she saw something hanging on a pillar on the right side of the room, next to the bed.

“Ah… … .”

There, his beloved older sister was hanging and swaying in the wind.

And still, the creaking sound did not go away.