Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better?

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The entire area was instantly dyed black.

Shwaaa-. Shwaa-.

A gentle breeze blew through the cave, along with the ominous vibrating sound of the air.

And there was a person crouched in the corner of the altar, watching the devil descend.

It was Mia Binoche.

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Long before the 4th Queen appeared, she came to this place to start exploring the cave's basement, searching for materials on demon summoning rituals.

After Albert's death, the witches' surveillance of Mia had weakened.

Mia, who secretly escaped from Marquis François while he was summoned to the judicial power for illegal fundraising through bribes, was reading books about demons in the cave.

"Marquis François said that sooner or later the passage to the demon realm would open, and a red moon would come out...."

Biting her lips, she read the written notes.

"I prefer... making a pact with the devil...."

She could no longer believe in the 4th Queen.

She boasted that she would kill Deborah Seymour, but all the plans failed.

"The 3rd prince is even more stupid."

Princess Deborah, far from dying, has received a birthday gift that every young woman envies and is now trying to take her place as the "Saint."

"There are some priests who even suspect that I am a fake."

Fake.

After hearing the news that Princess Deborah was alive, Mia never had a good night's sleep.

She suffered terrible nightmares every day, and the more nervous she became, the deeper her hatred for the princess grew.

"If she died, I could remain as a Saint praised by everyone as good, not as a forgery."

When Princess Deborah disappears, the 4th Queen will stop creating rifts, and naturally, the people of the Empire will consider themselves blessed by the gods.

"Yes. Once she disappears."

It was she herself who volunteered as she walked through the slums.

However, a foolish princess who has enjoyed all kinds of wealth and luxuries is a saint. It's unacceptable.

"How can I summon a strong demon?"

The method of summoning a demon was quite abstract like a poem. The only passage she could understand was that she could be connected to the devil through blood.

Mia pushed a sharp blade into her arm and let her blood drip onto the six-pointed Lucifer summoning circle.

Swallowing a sharp pain, she was looking at the magical circle purging blood when she heard the sound of footsteps.

Mia quickly hid in the narrow space behind the altar.

"4th Queen?"

She held her breath as she watched the 4th Queen with a disheveled appearance.

The 4th Queen, who suddenly cut her arm while running wildly on the path, cursing Seymour, looked insane.

Mia, trembling as she watched the queen's blood dripping at her feet, suddenly swallowed saliva when everything around her darkened.