Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better?

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Isidor listened seriously to my words, which might sound absurd in a certain way, about the relationship between a kind young lady and the terrible rifts.

"The timing was always right. After each rift, there was a situation where Mia could be elevated."

In response to my words, he lightly rubbed my sharp chin.

"Last winter, when Philap Montes passed by the Bisque Temple, you mean it wasn't a coincidence that a rift occurred."

"Yes."

Philap was the third generation of a founding family and, unlike Isidor, was active in central social circles.

If I saved his life, he would be the one who could gain the most in return.

"Even when there was a rift in the forest this time, if Duchess Orge had been injured, and Mia had healed her, she would have shone even more during her debutante."

Isidor, who had been silent, opened his mouth.

"It was a coincidence that the timing was very complicated, but Sir Rosad, the princess's older brother, also became a war hero through a rift. It's hard to say that Miss Mia was the only one who benefited."

In the original work, Rosad didn't have an improved formula during the battle, and Mia healed his leg injury.

Contrasting the changing circumstances of my intervention with the original novel gave me confidence, but to Isidor, my words might seem like mere sympathy.

"Deborah."

As I bit my lip, he affectionately called me by my name.

"Is there any other reason you have such a confident expression?"

"...!"

My stomach sank at Isidor's sharpness.

Although I thought I might have to tell my story when I mentioned it, I might have wanted to avoid revealing my secret.

I hesitated for a long time, just as he hesitated to reveal that he was the Master.

He looked at me while I wrung my damp hands in tension.

"I like the princess's eyes. I wonder what she thinks every time I meet her sharp gaze. I am a selfish person to the core, so I didn't care what others thought..."

He said slowly.

"At first, I wondered what you were thinking and what secrets you had. I was proud to be an exclusive Master, but my self-esteem was hurt because the information I had and the princess I really knew were very different."

"..."

"But at this moment, it's not important to satisfy my curiosity. The princess's mood and happiness are more important than the secrets you have. Even if you're the devil, I will trust you, support you, and love you as passionately as I do now."

"...Anyway, I'm not a demon."

It was so extreme that I smiled unintentionally.

"If the princess were a demon, and the goal is to possess my soul forever, that would be quite attractive. It would be better if you take my heart right here."

He said as he took my hand to his chest, and I sighed.

How should I tell Isidor the secret I have?

This place was once the world of a novel I read, and I hesitated for a moment because it seemed to say that Isidor was just a character from a novel.