The Villainess Who Has Been Killed 108 Times

"It's a nice, warm breeze. It was just this night that the Duke took one of my eyes."

Sitting on a broken stone in the middle of the night forest, a magic dog old man looks up at the sky and smiles like a cold back.

This corner, where countless grey stone pillars break or lie down in the middle, is decaying, is a forbidden land. No one in the realm is afraid to approach. This was the site of an ancient shrine. Abandoned by the believers, this place is like a huge herd of gravestones, scattered with gloomy clues.

If he was sane, he would never stop by when the sun went down, but this old man seemed rather drunk on comfort.

Behind the magic dog, a strange chewing noise sounds.

Three mountain-like giants swallowed and swayed a female deer like they were competing. A black shadow flares up like a mountain. One has a neck, one has an ankle, one has a leg, and shakes his neck in the direction of his thoughts. A female deer is not allowed to fall down on the ground, and is eaten alive as she jumps like a bird in the air. It was as tragic as a shachi poking a seal child into the air for fun.

The female deer that was being torn into pieces screamed like the sound of a tall whistle.

The sounds cloudy with blood bubbles, the Magic Dog Master was heartily in love.

"You guys, it's been so long. Keep your stomach open for the Duchess and the baby."

Let's laugh with a giggle.

With that voice, the three magic dogs interrupted the magic banquet to the sacrifice.

Losing the support, the fallen deer is grabbed by the cramps of death, but they don't look.

"Good boys... well, the Red Duke. I can't stop laughing at my wife and daughter, who have been ruthlessly eaten away like this deer, thinking about what you think."

With a light of paranoia in the remaining eye, the Magic Dog Master puts his hand on the crushed eye.

"My lost eyes still hurt."

It's called phantom limb pain. It always inspires anger and resentment against the Duke.

"I owe you one eye. Instead, I'll chew your precious things apart."

At the feet of the dogs who were silent and waiting behind them, there was a tingling sound. Unstoppable salivation and poor sacrificial blood are dripping off the palate.

"... because I want to see the Duke mourn. For the sake of discernment, just eat your head... no!

The Magic Dog Man stood up with his hands wide open like a wonderfully excited philosopher.

"Let's eat everything up to the bones of the lady and the kid and throw your shit at the Duke! This is the end of the marriage between the wife and daughter, and I will teach you kindly and politely. A fucking duke holding and sobbing. I can't believe how breathtaking it is!

Forget about the devil's idea, and the dog wizard doesn't even realize he's drooling from his mouth. A horrible nature that is no different from the demon dogs. There was no salvation except for the appearance of a man.

"Gulm. Tonight's bait is not a newborn baby."

He twisted his neck and turned to the giant magic dog in the middle.

"You can eat as much as you want. Let's be happy."

The giant Magic Dog Gulm, as big as a bull, shook his eyes with joy and greed and stepped his leg one step ahead. Stepping on the appearance of an already dead female deer. When I exerted my strength, my chest became sick, and the sound of my bones crushing and something popping out echoed.

Well, shall we go?

In the ruins of the disappearance of faith, the wind sounds like a demon bark.

One and three creepy shadows stretch and shrink in the moonlight, walking loosely.

A silhouette of walls surrounding the grounds of the Duke's Mansion lies in vain on the way. In the distant darkness, it was a terribly unreliable and as fragile as paper. It seemed like it would still be overthrown by the increasing strength of the wind.

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"Hey, Cornelia. Doesn't he have a name? It's always hard to talk about" little biscuits "or" this guy. "

Brad talked to the raiders as they were not prepared.

We are now in the main guest room with zero familiar condiments every time.

The mother, who was checking the arrow blades in front of the fireplace, raised her face.

That's it! I'm glad to hear that, but I haven't been to church yet. Unnamed Gombe is inevitable. My glorious days of Jane Doe continued.

Ha!!? Wait a minute!!

Without baptism, I'm not guilty!

Besides, I've repeated the evil queen 108 times.

The wound in the shank hurts.

If you die like this, it will be Sainokawara's stone piling decision, not in the presence of God, but at the knee of the demon!

"Your daughter's name!?"

It was Mary who ate more than her mother.

"Don't miss your elegant, lovely name...!"

Mary, whose cheeks upset me, didn't just chew me.

I can't believe you appreciate me so much...

"Elegant... if it smells like pee..."

Blood blowing out.

Me!! Brad!! I can't help it because I'm a baby!!

I'll sell it to a maid cafe and request the adorable light day and night!! I'll make you dance in the crowd circle and break your heart. It's a terrible disgrace to the world, and Pavlov makes you lose your hips just by hearing it from a maid!!

"No. I laughed more elegantly than peed."

Brad forgives me for reaching anger.

That's right. Okay, well, okay. If I were you, I'd be quick...

... that? Really, is that good?

While I twisted my neck, Mary's high tension continued, finally entering naming review mode.

"What's your name? Elizabeth... Ekaterina... Agrippina..."

You know, the struggle to wash blood with blood isn't just a name for sure!?

Well, my life is full of escape instincts, not struggle!

Thirty-six. Don't run away.

Run but win!!

"That's right!! Alisa... what a mess!!"

"Hoyah!?"

I had an unexpected shout of fear.

I may have cracked it a little.

I'm not kidding. Even though he's a cursed synchronicity born on the same day, if I wear it to my name, I'll die with all my heart and effort before I'm one year old. Request Work Accident.

"I can't believe I was born with the same name! Our destiny, fu... Ehh!!!

I felt whispered in my ear without breathing, and I sifted to a horrible brain regeneration.

Absolutely. That's why he's strangely distanced!! Even though he's a noble lady, he just ignored the time and hugged me.

Cute?

Nooo!!

You know, if it's just the two of us, it's still hard to laugh. Don't dare interrupt when you're dealing with another daughter or in public. Besides, if you try to fight someone because you can't help it, they'll disappear somewhere on their own, and when it comes to the moist air left behind and everyone's awkwardness... it was hard to follow you every time!?

He doesn't care about identity differences, he doesn't remember any manners, and he was whimsical, so he really wanted to do all he wanted. However, there were a lot of men who misunderstood that excessive skinship and fell down. Well, he was full of looks.

Innocence!? Be honest!? That's nothing to think about!!

No matter how many women you are, don't hug each other from behind and push your chest!!

A letter of challenge to me, at all!!

Careful, I suddenly put my hand into my chest.

"Now that I've touched it, I'm sorry. Huh?"

Your liver is pulling out, and your stiff chest is twitching and twitching.

"Small and pathetic. Looks like a boy. Ah, that's why the dress's getting bigger and deceiving. It's okay. I know a massage that makes my tits bigger. I'll do it next time. Ehehe, don't be shy."

Ehehe, no!! I'm scared!! Normal!!

Forgive me for life!!

I screamed, "Hoyaaah!?"

The stack of ladies' images ruined in an instant...

It goes without saying that my father, Sir Fontine, changed his face and flew away. I apologized for lowering my head with the momentum of rubbing my head against the ground, but the person in question remained gloomy.

Alisa, the young unattended person beside her, was banned from entering and leaving the social world for a while after the incident. I soon came back with a flat face. I beg you, please let me stay forever... whatever, in the direction of house arrest in the bungalow.

It was not surprising that such a bomb girl was born from the Fontine family, which cried out with loyalty to the royal family and courage. But my perception was still sweet.

I wonder why this child is stuck with me, and when my queen takes office, she suddenly becomes the leader of anti-scarlet forces as a "savior maiden". So you hunt me down until I'm tragically killed.

I don't know!?

I shouldn't have done anything to make you hate me!?

The principle of behavior goes beyond my comprehension and makes me feel like I'm dealing with an alien. Well, if I had lost my temptations and moved on the spot without thinking anything, it would just happen to be so.

Anyway, Alisa's name alone is categorically rejected. I don't want to have anything to do with her anymore.

I'm going to run away. Thank you for taking care of me for two weeks.

"Lady!?"

I bent over and crawled up to my shoulder to get away from Mary's hand. Beautifully feathered from here, they will fly like butterflies to a free tomorrow.

Next time, we will start the Midoshi Scarlet!! For your sake!!

"Ahahah, you look like a semi trying to peel off"

Me, Brad!! Can you turn me into a bee and hit me with a special poison needle?!

"... scarlet."

In an unexpected word from my mother, I was trying to dance like a butterfly and stab Brad like a bee, and I froze in surprise.

"Scarlet. Her name is Scarlet."

I repeat, Mother, as if you were biting.

Mother, why did you...?

"The colour of my husband's Vendell hair when it shines in the sun. One day, when a girl is born, I'll give her that name. That's what I decided."

The mother answered with a smile.

I felt lightning pierced my brain.

I forgot to breathe as the footage of my memories poured in.

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The sun rises. A moment when a bright morning sunset turns into a white, bright glow.

"Scarlet, your name is..."

My father, who is younger than I remember, speaks kindly. A daunting figure like a fairy tale princess.

"It's the name your mother came up with when she looked at the color of my hair that seemed to shine through the sun. He praised me for liking the color of my hair. One day, when a daughter is born, I will give her that name. I laughed so happy."

And he gently took my hand and kissed me respectfully.

The eyes that kneel and look up at me are as intense red as the colors of the morning sun. The color of the hair that shines in the sun. The testimony of the blood connection between our parents and our children.

"Your name is a gift from your mother. Mother, Cornelia's life is still in your hands. Your mother lives with you."

My father loved and boasted.

Until I stood alone, I walked with my deceased mother and the three of my parents and children, and that was my habit.

When I got a fever, I stayed up all night.

She thought I had lost consciousness because of the high fever, and when she recovered, she looked strange. Because I wasn't a person who revealed kindness. But... but...

I thought about your father's feelings and decided that we didn't know each other, but I was happy and happy to know how much I loved him, and I tried hard to hide the laughter that spilled in my sheets.

It was tough, but I never thought it was painful.

Because I felt deeper love than that.

My father and I had set out on a two-legged road to the Queen of Hydrangea to avoid the humiliation she had suffered. That's what we swore in the morning. For that purpose, there is no time to fall in love.

But even if you become a queen, you can get married.

I'd like to accompany a lovely gentleman like your father someday.

I want to be loved as vigorously and purely as my mother.

I secretly yearned for a love like my parents' story.

I suddenly came to say goodbye to your father.

She went to her usual mother's grave on her birthday and died in an avalanche. O'Brien's uncle, who had mercy on me, was summoned to heaven by the fire in Melville's Mansion.

When I heard the obituary, I fainted with grief, woke up, confirmed the fact that I could not give up again and again, realized that I had finally become alone, killed my voice and cried.

You can't show weakness in public.

Because I will be queen.

But... my family is gone.

It's painful. One is sad. It's lonely and painful. I want to go to everybody's...

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"... oh, oh, oh..."

I noticed that I was crying in vain.

Wait a minute... what is it!? This memory...!

And my character isn't different!? This is really my memory!?

My father, who I know, had a more grey-haired, rugged face, always coughing up, and when I rushed over, he was like, "Stay away from me." I didn't even stop by the Mansion, I was immersed in Sherlock's mistress's mansion, and I shouldn't have picked him up at home in the end.

Behind my confused head, the rain sounds again.

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It's raining. Heavy rain.

I cling to the tombstone and cried.

I'm glad you know how much I loved you.

Regrettably, the love you get won't come true anymore.

My father didn't tell me anything during his life.

Still, if I had been smarter, I would have realized the love if I knew the heart of a person.

I wonder what I've been looking at.

When I found out about my father's death, I didn't even remember the pity I felt when my friend was killed.

I wanted to kill my childish self.

What a stupid me, what... what!

I punched myself on the ground many times.

No matter how much pain you inflict, your heartfelt grief cannot be dispelled.

It is painful that my chest is about to rip open.

I don't deserve to be called by that name!!

Ethel Reed, who told me the truth, spread his coat instead of an umbrella and shook it over my head.

Don't mind if I get wet.

He doesn't laugh. That's what I swore to my late lover.

That's why I can't get a smile to brave me.

Instead, he stood behind me crying and waited all the time to protect me.

He was also weeping. My father was his ally.

"Now cry. And if you see less tears than you can see in front of you, walk out while you cry. As long as you live, the feelings of those who loved you will not be in vain. Live, no matter how hard it is. That's how I've lived to this day."

The rain envelops our tears.

When he spoke, I kept nodding to it, weeping.

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"... uh-uh... uh-uh..."

I can't stop swallowing.

Another memory I don't know!? And a little different!?

If I were you, I'd be happy, shy, maiden seven changes!?

Don't forget, you have to remember. That's how instincts scream.

That's the only way to confront her.

Your chest tightens. But I can't remember another step. It's disgusting.

I choked my throat and was in agony.

"Very much!! I wonder if there was still air left."

Mary puts me on her shoulder in a hurry and slaps me on the back.

"... ahh!... ahh!... ahh!..."

I looked up like a sea lion.

Mary, no! Stop, stop, stop!

I'm not suffering from the air I accidentally swallowed while breastfeeding!!

Seeing me waving my hands to stop Mary,

"... did you not like the name?"

Mother wrinkles her neck worried.

Eh!! It's a nice name.

I turned around and smiled.

I couldn't bear to get lost and be named Alisa.

Scarlet, come on!

It's a familiar name for me too!

Good to see you again.

"Scarlet"!!

"The young lady seems delighted. Thank you for your continued support. Miss Scarlet."

Mary hugs me tightly.

"Aw!?"

The moment Mary called me "Miss Scarlet," my tear glands broke again.

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Mary was good at embroidery.

I had a lot of dolls that Mary gave me, and I loved them by name. After I grew up, Mary's daughters inherited the dolls.

How happy I was when Mary asked me to be her daughter-in-law.

I have a feeling that an older sister will be born, and how long she waited for the birth date.

"Miss Scarlet, I love you," she always smiled and hugged me.

My precious other mother.

But Mary, cover me...!

My chest hurts. I can't breathe.

Because of me... you killed Mary!

Mary was worried about me till the end.

Mary gave me a lot of things.

And yet, I... I couldn't repay anything...!

I'm sorry... Mary... I'm sorry...!

It's my fault...!

I wish I had died instead...!!

Flora, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Your mother... I took it...!

I can't see anything with tears. I can't stand up anymore...

God, how many precious people will you take away from me?

After my father died, there was no Esseleed who supported me in the shadows and sun...!

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"Uh-oh... uh-oh..."

Looks like the air's still in my stomach.

Misunderstood Mary pounded my back again.

"... ahh!... ahh!... ahhhh!"

I'll be a sea lion again.

So, no!

The image of the memory is foggy.

I desperately wiped away my tears with both hands and contained the overflowing emotions.

And a hiccup.

I can't wait to get into the back punch loop again.

"Nice to meet you. Scarlet, I'm sorry for naming you before baptism. But I will try to protect you. And then..."

And her mother hesitated to lie down.

"Then give me a chance to start over as a mother. I'll make amends as much as I can. I don't know if I can do it like a noble mother."

It seems that my mother is still worried about trying to kill me.

"Aw."

I pulled a bow.

My mother's eyes were opened in surprise.

It is not necessary for me to live 108 times as a scoundrel, such as the study of nobility.

The approximate reason is because of the all-you-can-know class.

Rather, I want you to tell me about that superb bowing.

I have to outperform Arnold the Dark Hunter, one of the five warriors who shot and killed me. Just in case he gets stuck in my life!

"... that's my area of expertise."

Mother smiled as if the flowers were loose.

I fell in love with the youthful figure once again.

Today's departure is not the usual cotton rope.

Tie your hair together behind you and put a white cloth bowl on your forehead. A familiar bow cage in his hand. Long leather boots. Noteworthy is the short length of the skirt. Above the knee...!

I'm putting a pleat on the bottom hem of my jacket and wearing half pants under it, but it looks like a miniskirt because of the folds. Or else, it doesn't look like it. The color of the thighs peeking is poisonous to the eyes. Long skirts are a standard fashion taste that is too dangerous in this country. Why are the designs so different in the upper and lower parts of the same jacket? I feel a relentless will to mislead my skirt.

Does it have a traditional meaning to have a ribbon tie next to it?

And on the back is the fur of a rough beast weaving like a cloak... with the appearance of a beast, mother. Instead of a collar, it's a little vicious...

Though the breasts were decent, they covered your mother's only weakness, chips, beautifully. Looks like you have breasts!? This is the way poor milk warriors fight!?

Looking at each one, it looks pretty allergic, but the fur effect of the face of the creature on the back is too strong, and it looks normal and clear. Hallucinations are scary...

"It's a formal battle dress for a Melville woman. Definitely not my hobby."

Mother assures me perfectly.

House Melville gave birth to a female master of bows, but many of them were young enough to place bows. Look at your costume and sigh.

No, I see. Well, since I was old, this costume has been a little bitter for me...

As a mother-class archer, it might have been a remedy for retiring a woman from the battlefield early, but it seems like it would incite some maniacs instead.

... Ha, if your father doesn't... I don't know where to think.

Anyway, I'm graduating from Gombe, the unnamed one.

From now on, even for the 109th time in my life, I will name you "Scarlet" in clear weather!!

No, it's just before baptism, so it's a provisional license.

Call people "temporary exemption scarlet" here, see!!

"March, the villain lady who was killed 108 times."

Composition Scarlet

Composition Scarlet

Singing Scarlet

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Unfinished evil.

I'll slay you with a peak and a blade.

Success, failure, failure, Bye.

Knock in the weight of your sins.

I'll clear up the carelessness of the cute ones.

Au au au au au au au au.

Ooooooooo!?

* Author of humming part translation

"Roar, newborn punch!! Go through the belly of the villain. Ouch, it hurts!! It's poking!! Hey Blood!! I won't see if it's fractured. Ooh? Well, let's do it again!! Gah!! - Now I said pok-pok!?"

♫

"Ah, ooh, ooh, ooh..."

I really came up with a theme song!!

I can't talk!! I can't sing!! I can't solve!!

Oh, and I was a former villain.

I'm the target of success and failure!! Bye Bye!!

My head was pounding with tears as I squeezed the microphone.

"I'm glad you named me. Nice to meet you again. Scar... tro?"

Me, Brad!!

What's wrong with that peculiar thing!?

If you call me by that name, I'll cry!!

Request accessible and prompt correction of errors!!

"Were you happy enough to cry? Ska... tro?"

Don't shrink a bit!! Instead of tears, it's full of anger and other things!!

Angry at me, Brad laughs and rebonds the ribbon in a mood.

The fingertips trembled slightly.

"Now that the princess has a name, it's a good time for the enemy."

Blood's forehead sweats as soon as it's blown.

"It's just a bad feeling. Really, it's gonna be a mess. It's a real monster. What a demon! How could you...?"

The anxious expression of an old boy who is in the middle of life comes to mind.

I didn't miss looking at my crying face for a moment.

Still, Brad wasn't lost when he sighed and raised his face once. The tremors on my fingertips also stopped. They're sure to finish my ribbon cleverly. I noticed my gaze and twisted my fear. Probably don't scare me. Just for that.

That's how Brad was.

My chest was tightened by his unchanging nature of prioritizing others and leaving me behind.

He reminds me once again of my helplessness.

I stared at my hand. A small hand like a leaf. Short fingers.

There's nothing out there, just being protected...

"Ma 'tah, you're in trouble. Su (...) ka (...) Les (...) t (...) should be protected quietly. That's what you do now."

Sensitive to my anguish, Brad pinched my nose like he was stunned.

Hey...! I can't breathe!!

More than that, Brad, now my name...!?

"I told you I'd protect you. If you can help me, believe me and pray for victory. That's why I'll never lose. Don't, Scarlet."

An unbelievable smile comes to mind. It was a lovely smile with the purity of the boy and the trust of the man living together.

Impulsive persuasion that makes no sense. But it was strange.

Yeah, because it's Brad. I'm counting on you, cheetah creature!!

When I scratched the head of my straight nose, I honestly put my hands together and prayed for everyone's safety.