The Villainous Family Loves Me Too Much!

In their previous lives, they were authors of this world’s original novel, .

“From the beginning, I was so obsessed with Liam.”

Beatrice had a strong fascination with Liam, who was strangely not the main character. That’s why she chose to reincarnate as the new heroine of the rewritten story.

“If you felt that way, why didn’t you make him the protagonist from the start? Why did he have to be a supporting character?”

“We’re similar, aren’t we? Always in second place, trailing behind, and overlooked. He’s perfect as the villain.”

Hoping to obtain what the villain wanted. So, that’s why she went for a sad ending, but she didn’t expect it to cause such a sensation and uproar.

“What’s so great about a happy ending that people obsess over it?”

[Yeah, anyway, it’s a happy ending. LOL]

[Isn’t a rofan novel ending all the same?]

Even though she knew it wasn’t right, perhaps she went for a sad ending out of defiance.

So, when she possessed the protagonist of the novel, Beatrice, she decided to become the villain.

There was a part of her that wanted to break free from the implicit rule of ‘the protagonist’s unhappiness’ in the novel she had created… But damn it, she never wanted to see a damn happy ending.

It annoyed her greatly that Princess Karena, who risked her life for a happy ending from the opposite perspective.

‘Karena’s character didn’t seem like that from the beginning.’

For some reason, the kid suddenly brightened up and started pouring all kinds of effort for the main characters. That’s why it’s true that they got to the brink of a happy ending.

And it was also because of that, she made her the scapegoat of unhappiness instead of Beatrice.

“A freezing, deathly happy ending.”

Thud.

One of Beatrice’s servants entered and bowed his head to the two.

“I have brought that person. What should I do?”

“Bring him inside.’

As Beatrice ordered the servant, a middle-aged man with a black mask over his face was dragged into the room.

The man struggled with all his might, but the servant nonchalantly pushed him to the ground and locked the door behind them.

“P-Please spare me. I’ll do anything. Please, I beg you.”

Frightened by the sound of the door locking, the man knelt down, put his hands together, and began to pray.

“I have two daughters to feed. Please.”

Thud.

Beatrice approached the man and, with a firm grip, removed his mask, revealing his face. 

Then Beatrice saw her face in the man’s eyes. As well as Liam lying on the bed and even Colin in front of him.

“Y-Your Highness the Crown Princess!”

The man who recognized her prostrated himself on the ground and bowed deeply.

“Recognizing me was your first mistake. You didn’t have to do that. You’re not particularly bright, are you?”

With a flick of her finger, Beatrice gently tapped the man’s forehead and stood up.

The man remained clueless about the situation. Why would the Imperial Crown Princess abduct a commoner like him?

The room had an odd layout too. There was an opulent bed on one side, while the rest of the room was empty.

“Resentio.”

While Colin, who had been holding Liam’s hand on the bed, whispered an incantation, a black smoke enveloped Liam’s entire body.

Along with the black smoke, Liam’s body rose into the air and then disappeared within it, and what appeared next was…

“Grrrrrrugh.”

“It’s mealtime, Liam.”

Liam, now in the form of a large monster, snarled and pounced on the man.

* * *

“Let’s talk about the union, Lucian.”

I brought up the word ‘union’ to the Archduke during our swordsmanship training, choosing a natural moment for our conversation.

I thought it would be more effective to discuss it calmly and naturally, rather than forcing the topic.

“Let’s think of another way.”

The Archduke, who had been raising his sword upwards, paused for a moment. That’s when I had the thought, and I swiftly rolled my body to the side and aimed my sword at the Archduke’s side.

“Haha, success! Did I do well?”

I expected the Archduke to be pleased with my progress, but strangely, his expression was rather dark.

“…Why did you make that decision?”

Well, why not? The original protagonists had already failed.

Building a true emotional connection even within a loving relationship was challenging, but it was possible between us.

“Even if we perform the bonding ceremony, will it really be effective? Sincerity and emotions are crucial, and we don’t have that.”

Clang!

The sharp sound of swords clashing echoed through the training ground.

“That’s… Well, no, it’s not.”

I turned to see the Archduke’s sword lying on the ground, abandoned.

“Today’s swordsmanship will end here.”

As soon as the Archduke made that declaration, he left the training ground in a hurry but returned shortly.

“If you think there’s something wrong with me, it’s a misunderstanding. I’m perfectly fine.”

Uh… Huh? What is he talking about all of a sudden?

“What do you mean, perfectly fine?”

“…It’s nothing…”

“Yes? Is there something wrong with magic?”

“No, not that…”

“Why? What’s going on? Please explain properly.”

“Your Highness the Archduke!”

A knight in armor rushed in from the other side of the training ground.

Perhaps thanks to Jonathan’s healing ability, his previously severed hands were now almost completely restored.

More importantly, Jonathan had awakened his divine power just before the incident, thanks to Gebino’s timely intervention, which allowed Jonathan to fully harness his abilities at a young age.

“Your Highness the Archduchess.”

“I think your hand is almost all better now. I’m so glad.”

Jonathan attempted a formal greeting, but the Archduke quickly shook his hand as if annoyed.

“That’s enough. Get to the point.”

“One of the members of House Delfia, whom we had previously detained, has escaped to the Empire.”

While I was recovering from my injuries, there had been a major investigation into Baron Delfia.

Due to the severity of their actions, including the curse they had placed on me, their punishment had been delayed…

“Who escaped?”

“Miss Priscilla Delfia. Her entire family was captured when they attempted to escape, but she was the only one whose whereabouts remained unknown.”

Priscilla, with no abilities and no family, had nothing she could do.

“Don’t worry about it; she’s alone. But…”

If all the family was captured, what would happen to the Delfia merchants? I think it would be a bit of a waste to disband it as is.

“Have you decided on the fate of Delfia merchants?”

I suddenly asked a question that took the Archduke by surprise.

“I didn’t know you were so interested in the guilds. We might as well disband it. Considering that we’ve agreed to an alliance with the Empire and free trade, we may not need merchants in the middle of it all.”

“No, please don’t disband it!”

In a sudden burst of urgency, I grabbed the Archduke’s arm and shouted.

“Why? Do you have something related to the Delfia guild?”

“No, it’s not that…”

If used wisely, it could become a tool that could be helpful to us.

“Delfia, let’s save it.”

* * *

Although the tense situation had passed, Priscilla had never imagined she would emerge from the small wooden box.

‘It’s all because of that wretched princess!’

Marrying the Archduke and enjoying luxury in the splendid Felosite Palace was the image she had dreamed of since childhood.

-Do you know how close we are to the Archduke? Naturally, the title of Archduchess belongs to our Priscilla.

So, she had just assumed it would be that way.

But her father, who had been so confident, was probably in prison, as he was taken away by the Knights of the Felosite. And not just her father, but all the members of the Delfia family who had attempted to escape.

The carriage creaked along for a while, and Priscilla jumped out of the swaying carriage into the dark forest.

That was Priscilla’s last memory.

When she regained consciousness and opened her eyes, she was face to face with someone she couldn’t have imagined.

“Crown Prince…?”

“Oh, look at her? Hahaha.”

Beatrice Donovan with striking pink hair that drew everyone’s attention and was said to be the most powerful Saintess in the world. She was standing before Priscilla.

“You forgot about me, didn’t you?”