Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better?

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The 4th queen looked at Mia, who seemed to have misunderstood something, and contemplated for a moment.

"No need to tell the truth to a girl who shows respect for me."

It was enough for Mia to act well as a saint for her son, the 3rd Prince.

"Mia. I've created a scenario where you are the main character, so you must show the attitude and follow the right steps. I'll be anticipating it."

Mia bowed her head again, and the 4th Queen, who had dismissed her, summoned her vassal, Marquis François.

Even at fifty, he boasted a smooth appearance as if time had stopped, and he was a popular figure among high society ladies for his outstanding looks and chivalrous attitude.

"Marquis François. Make the debutante of this year unconditionally Mia Binoche. You're the best at creating a grand scenario in the social world, so it will be fine without me saying anything."

"I will follow your will."

"Good."

Mia Binoche hasn't shown much presence in the social world in the past, but this matter could give her a significant boost.

"But, Mistress, since she appeared during the incense ceremony... What if the real Saint comes in person? There must be a limit to how Mia can pretend to be the real one using Holy Blood."

In the Marquis François's question full of concern, the 4th Queen had a cruel smile resembling that of a demon.

"We will kill her."

Whoever it is, by any means.

Fortunately, Mia's actions so far have been very dedicated.

Mia is popular among thousands of people, so while dealing with public opinion battles, she planned to use strong wizards like Albert, a wizard dealing with insect-type monsters, to get rid of the real Saint. With all her might.

"That would be good. I've been suffering from not being able to find the Saint."

She would be quite grateful if the real one revealed her identity.

As soon as the scheme for searching for the Saint, which was like catching floating clouds, was established, the nervousness disappeared.

"It would be good to frame the Crown Prince by tying him up well."

Her head began to spin rapidly, and her eyes shone with a dazzling blue.

It was as if a demon had descended upon the earth, so Marquis François fell on his face, trembling.

* * *

Isidor and Duke Seymour decided to keep quiet for the time being about the fact that Deborah had manifested divine power.

As a result, it was also kept secret that Isidor was severely injured by the evil spirit.

"Duke Visconti. Rest at Seymour's for the moment. I've already informed your family."

Knowing that when he returns to his family, he will immediately be subjected to killer workload, Duke Seymour took charge of Isidor's situation.

It was a consideration that was not typical of Duke Seymour.

If he had been a knight, he wouldn't have even snorted, but the fact that Isidor was a wizard was one of the main reasons why Duke Seymour had to break down the wall.

If Isidor hadn't taken the time to confront the monsters, he wouldn't have been able to complete the seventh-class magic, so he felt a little indebted.

"Thank you. Duke Seymour."