Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better?

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"How comfortable the life of a villain is."

"H-how is it comfortable?"

"I was just kidding."

The bewildered looks of Duke Seymour and Isidor captured for a moment what they had heard, and Princess Deborah frowned and toyed with the decorative chess pieces.

"If the witches are looking for a saint, someone connected to the background will hear the news and approach Mia."

Moreover, Deborah thought that Mia's behavior was somewhat suspicious.

When she collapsed in front of Philap, she was vague and let it pass, but this time she lied openly.

"Something is not natural."

Deborah slowly opened her mouth.

"I plan to monitor Mia Binoche for now. Secretly, so as not to be discovered."

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After explaining my plans to the most trustworthy people, my father and Isidor, I returned to my room immediately.

It was because of the headache that started again.

She frowned at the sharp pain that stabbed her temple.

It's just a temporary headache caused by a tangle of memories, but if I say I feel pain, my father or Isidor will get anxious.

I don't want them to worry.

However, the headache was noticeably much better than when I first opened my eyes.

Probably because the mixed memories are gradually resolving.

"Ah. What the hell is this?"

So much has happened in such a short time.

Lying on the bed, I let out a long sigh and looked at my hand.

"Did I have divine power?"

I was honestly astonished. I used to be a little envious of people who used magic as a foundation, and practiced swordplay and even spirits, but I felt strange about having an unknown power.

But if it weren't for divine power, my handsome boyfriend wouldn't be safe, so I decided to thank God for giving me this ability.

"Mmm. Shall we try it?"

After cutting the back of my hand with a knife, it healed instantly.

Unlike mana, of which I have no sense, since divine power awakened all at once, I could control it at will.

However, even if it rose as high as possible, it was weak compared to the power that exploded explosively in a moment of desperation.

The reason I left Mia alone is also because I need time to adapt to divine power.

"By the way, it's really interesting."

Looking at the carefully disappeared wound, I couldn't help but click my tongue.

It's also amazing that I've become a kind of human panacea, but there was something more shocking.

The previous life of Yoon Do-hee was Nayla, who is revered as a goddess by the Empire.

The strange memory that came to mind from the moment I saw the white rosary during the incense ritual was not from Deborah, but from the previous life of Yoon Do-hee.

It felt completely different to scan the fragments of memory that Deborah, another soul, had left in the mind and see the memories that were embedded in the soul.