I Am The Villainess With A Maxed-Out Luck Stat - Chapter 184



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184. Forced Ending Phase Activates! (3)

【SYSTEM: Mission! ‘Declare War’】

[Avoid the execution ending!

Escape the execution grounds with Prince Louis.♥]

[Reward upon success: ???

Penalty on failure: Regress after death]

Ppeorong!

A man appeared with a system window.

Familiar pink hair, warm golden eyes.

The moment I saw him, an indescribable sense of relief came over me.

“Prince Louis!”

Perwin jumped up from his seat.

The royal guards tried to stop Louis, but the knights Louis had brought with him were faster.

The knights of Pyron, holding shields, parted like the Red Sea to make a path.

Louis stepped through and stood before the scaffold.

As if he had been preparing for this moment for a very long time, his eyes did not waver even an inch.

“Roselia, come with me.”

“―!”

Then the emperor cried out in embarrassment.

“Prince Louis, what on earth are you doing! Any interference in the internal affairs of our empire will be considered a declaration of war!”

“As much as you want.”

Louis extended his hand to me.

I stopped myself from reaching out to take his hand.

“You, your body… … .”

His hands were gradually becoming blurry.

As if something invisible was eating away at my body.

I could tell intuitively.

That he didn’t have much time left.

“Roselia, hurry. This is the only way to change the predetermined ending.”

Louis’s body became increasingly blurred.

“……no.”

My eyes became blurry.

“This time, you’re going to make a sacrifice again.”

But Louis shook his head.

“I said, you always come first to me.”

“… … .”

“So, I’m okay.”

“Cough!”

At that moment, dark red blood spurted out like a fountain behind my back.

The imperial guards were mercilessly cutting down Pyron’s knights.

Even the knights of Pyron, who had been desperately buying time, seemed to be reaching their limits.

“Roselia!”

I shook off Louis’ hand.

I wasn’t okay with that kind of consideration, that kind of one-sided sacrifice.

I climbed up to the guillotine without hesitation.

Because I had no intention of avoiding this ending in the first place.

Drrrrrrrrrr—

As I was put on the guillotine, a heavy blade fell on me.

Just before my breath stopped, I looked at each person.

Perwin looking at me with a face of shock, Ikart screaming desperately, Seraphine crying like a scream… … .

Even Louis, who couldn’t take his hand away from me.

Taang-

The sound of a sharp iron pole cutting a slender neck echoed throughout the execution grounds.

“Roselia, no!”

“Your Majesty!”

A terrible metallic sound followed, followed by a silence longer than death.

* * *

The gently fluttering wind tickled my hair.

The scent of flowers carried by the wind was refreshing.

The languid sunlight warmed the bedside, as if to announce that spring was in full swing.

spring…….

‘It’s spring?’

“Roselia, how long are you going to dawdle!”

A hysterical voice rang through the room like an alarm.

I suddenly raised my upper body.

A middle-aged woman in a dark green dress was walking briskly toward me.

On the cheeks that are sunken under the cheekbones, the eyes are turned up sharply in a ferocious way.

“… … Aunt Petunia.”

She lifted my chin with her fan.

I felt fierce hostility in the gaze that looked at me.

I lowered my head and examined my body, and the back of my hand, pale and skinny with blue veins bulging out, came into view.

‘I’m back.’

It’s really back.

The day I was abused by Aunt Petunia.

To the boring past that has become so familiar that I can now remember it.

At the same time, one thing became clear.

The me in my past life, the me that the manager wanted to keep so badly, must have died in the end.

“You filthy thing, are you out of your mind to jump down the stairs?”

“… … .”

“Do you know how much trouble I’ve had to keep this from reaching your lord? You won’t be eating for a while!”

“yes?”

You jumped down the stairs?

You didn’t wake up from a high fever?

That was when.

Ppeorong!

【SYSTEM: Starting the 8th round of life】

[Roselia Serteia is granted the ‘Return’ talent.]

【TIP! You can use ‘Return’ to move to the desired point. The ‘Branch Point’ function will be activated.】

“Branching point?”

As I muttered absentmindedly, a selection window appeared before my eyes.

[To what point would you like to regress?]

[▶Duke Serteia’s departure date]

[Engagement with Perwin]

[Ikart’s Academy Entrance Ceremony]

[Debutante]

… … .

Below that, meaningful events in Roselia’s life began to appear one after another.

I was embarrassed, but I had already experienced death and regression countless times.

I desperately tried to remain calm and understand the situation.

It’s a branch point.

‘If I choose one of these, will I be able to go back to that time?’

Branch point choices were limited to events prior to the original, that is, past events.

Events such as the broken engagement with Perwin and the execution of Roselia that I experienced in my past life were not included in my options.

‘Well, I guess that’s fine.’

If only I could go back in time.

I had something to do first.

‘I have to go save Cayenne.’

His daytime personality will be wandering through countless timelines in this lifetime as well.

While his body was still alive, no, preferably before he was sold to slave traders, before all the disasters began, he had to be rescued.

【SYSTEM: You have selected ‘Duke Serteia’s Departure Date’.】

[Return to that point!]

But when I chose the point of regression, my vision became dizzy as if I would faint at any moment.

“No, this isn’t fainting, this is astral projection… … .”

As the camera’s viewpoint moved, I was looking down at the system window from a third-person perspective.

My consciousness was increasingly distant from Roselia’s body.

* * *

“Here… … .”

It seems like I’m moving around a lot today.

This time, it was a world surrounded by pure white light.

A world where mystery and strange comfort coexist, to the point where you wonder if there is an afterlife.

As I was looking around, someone spoke to me.

“Are you in your right mind?”

“huh?”

I looked around, but there was no one where the sound came from.

Are you a ghost?

Is this really the afterlife?

“What, you don’t recognize me?”

“I looked around and saw that I couldn’t see anything.”

“Ah. That’s right.”

Then the ghost… … revealed its identity.

She was a girl with a clumsy look and dressed in a maid’s outfit.

Although his appearance was unremarkable, I remembered who he was as soon as I saw him.

[Ouch, it hurts so much. What should I do?]

[Ouch, oh, oh, oh. I think my bone is broken. I can’t get up on my own. It would be great if someone could help me up. If possible, a woman… ]

Yes, we met at the palace.

As soon as he saw me, he fell down noisily and told me to go to the Crystal House.

“Oh, by any chance, that smoke from back then―”

“what?”

“… … Isn’t that the maid who gave me the note?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

I thought he wasn’t an ordinary person because he smoked so much, but I never thought he was.

“Anything else besides that? Don’t you remember anything else?”

She kept asking, but I couldn’t remember anything else.

“well.”

“You really don’t remember? Why, I chatted with you before… … .”

“Chat?”

“No, that’s fine.”

“?”

There are two ways to make people more angry, and one is to stop talking… … .

She let out a deep sigh.

“I’m Ian. I’m here again as the manager. You know that your 7th life isn’t over yet, right?”

“―!”

“Why are you so surprised? Wasn’t this something you planned from the beginning? Splitting the soul in half, using a return spell. You really planned it.”

“How do you… … .”

“I want to ask you this. What on earth did you do to your body?”

The 7th life.

Before going to meet Marquis Balton, I checked the future that would come with the expected ending.

In that future, Cayenne attempts forbidden magic and meets a terrible end.

But that wasn’t all the future I saw.

“What on earth did you see there?”

“I’m being executed like in the original.”

In that future, I was put on the execution stand on charges of treason.

It was because he hid Cayenne while she was on the run.

Ferwin, who found out that I had wrapped Cayenne, sentenced me to death.

“I was convinced then. Even if the small details change, the big picture doesn’t change. In the end, my ending is an execution ending.”

I too felt wronged, angry, and frustrated.

But no matter what, the ending that had already been decided could not be changed.

In that case, I had no choice but to accept it.

“On the one hand, I thought that way. The ending is set, but no one knows what happens after the ending, right?”

A future that doesn’t even appear in the expected ending.

What will be in the world after the ending?

After meeting Dean Octavius, I decided to give it a try.

[Is it possible to change the regression spell that was cast on me?]

[Transform?]

[Yes. For example, changing the point of regression.]

When he drew the line, saying that it was impossible, I made him another suggestion.

[Then how about this method?]

[Isn’t that… a soul-splitting sword?]

[Yes. It is a sword that can cut anything depending on the caster’s magical power. With magical powers as powerful as the Dean’s, it can even cut souls, as its name suggests.]

[What does that mean?]

[Please split my soul in half with this. Then, place a time regression spell on only one half. So that even if one soul regresses, the other half will remain in this timeline.]

[―!]

[Is this also impossible?]

[It’s not impossible in theory, but is that really what you want?]

[yes.]

“It was a gamble from there, you know. Judging by your reaction, it seems like it was a success.”

I was secretly scared because they said there was only one chance.

“okay.”

Ian nodded his head bewilderedly.

“Honestly, I don’t believe it either, but the moment you were executed, your two souls ended up in different timelines.”

“The soul that was affected by the return spell remains in the 8th round, and the other half remains in the 7th round.”

“that’s right.”

That’s what I thought.

Ian stuck out his tongue as he looked at the smiling me.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a crazy person.”

“But I’m curious about something. If my soul is split in two, which side is my main body on?”

Are you living the 8th life or are you staying in the 7th life?

“Of course, you are both. You living different timelines, different lives. It’s like a parallel universe.”

It’s a parallel universe.

It’s amazing that stories I’ve only heard about in movies and novels are happening in my body.

Although I vaguely knew it, I still felt confused.

“Then, what am I here for?”

“I was going to tell you anyway. This soul right now is you in the 7th round.”

“This is the 7th time, so what did I experience earlier?”

Apparently, it was in the 8th round just a little while ago.

“It’s a kind of virtual reality. I specially prepared it to show you that your soul, which went to the 8th round, is safe.”

“… … .”

“Well, there’s no need to thank me.”

Ian snorted.

Your tone of speech has been blunt since earlier, but you’re strangely kind.

“What’s wrong, why are you looking like that?”

Ian examined my complexion.

“Did you want to be in the 8th round? Maybe because of that daytime personality or something?”

“… … You even know all that?”

“How can I not know when the over-immersive otaku sitting next to me is talking so much that my ears are bleeding?”

I couldn’t help but chuckle at the tone of voice that seemed completely fed up.

The image of the manager constantly nagging at Ian came to mind.

“So anyway, do you want to go for the 8th time?”

“no.”

I shook my head.

“It’s my job in the 8th round to save the daytime personality. I’ll leave the work in that timeline to the 8th round.”

I’m still worried about my daytime personality, but I think it’ll be okay.

No matter what timeline I’m in, I won’t give up on Cayenne, and I’ll somehow achieve a happy ending there.

Ian nodded.

“Okay, then. It’s about time to go back.”

“already?”

Ian pointed down.

Before I knew it, a small crack had appeared beneath my feet.

“When you get back to where you came from, tell him I said hello.”

“If it’s that guy… … .”

“The manager said.”

“… … .”

“Sometimes he acts like an extreme otaku and it annoys me a bit, but we’re friends anyway.”

Ian suddenly turned his head.

“I called you to tell you this. Now go.”

After those words, my vision gradually became blurry.