The Villainess Comes Back in Time to Find the One Who Truly Loved Her One Week Before Dying

A few months after Master Sylvia gave me magic instruction, I was growing up a little scared. Master all the dark and water attributes you are good at, and the primary magic of the non-attributes you can use regardless of the suitability of the attributes, as well as a few types of primary magic of the lightning attributes that are just a little conforming.

Where I don't know, if you ask Sylvia a a question where it doesn't work, she'll give you the perfect answer on the spot every time and teach you politely until you understand, so the new magic mastery is already smooth and smooth...

(... it's time to try one level above it, right?)

Since there is no longer any new elementary magic to master to the extent of my fitness, I naturally began to think "it's time for the next step". Yes, the time has come to try our first intermediate magic.

... That's why I came, the private beach of the Rosedale family. What a mansion on the property! No, it's a luxury, really. I'm glad you were born in a rich house. I need to have fun while I can, because I don't know when I'll be forgiven!

But of course, seawater bathing is not the purpose. It's not as mazo as swimming in the middle of winter sea. Oh, of course, if Mason is actually in dos... hereinafter abbreviated.

... missed the conversation. Recently, I've always used this private beach as a magical practice ground. I used to practice in the mansion yard and stuff, but lately I've been practicing on a beach without people to avoid breaking things or getting people involved because the magical power has increased and it's normally dangerous.

The magic we try today is the intermediate magic 'Ruin' of dark attributes. I have loaded the Magic Instructions well in advance, so I understand the magic composition, features, and usage considerations perfectly. You are also ready for the "Spells" and "Images" that you will need in the process of magical activation from the embodying of magic.

There should also be no particular problem with magic control because it only increases the amount of magic you control. All you have to do is accumulate and release a little more of the magic that flows into your body "a little" when you use primary magic, and then release it, and the procedure remains the same for both primary and intermediate magic.

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There was a time when I was thinking that way, too.... Yes, my magic, admirably rampant right now.

Probably the problem was the magic control part.

Until now, the magic flow just didn't seem to be a problem even if it was somewhat rough because it had accumulated "a little" and released "immediately," and this time, although I had no problem "accumulating" more magic, my magic lost control the moment I tried to clothe and "let go" with "Ruin" spells and images at the same time embodying the accumulated magic.

As if the embankment were decimated? No, rather collapse? It feels like I did, and the magic that I was about to unleash is raging against me as it was, joining the magic that was left in my body and raging. It's not just magic, it's not controlling my body anymore, and I've had seizures all over my body since earlier.

It feels like your whole body is floating in the universe and pulled hard from all directions, shaken, or thrown from the air to the ground. Tears flow at will. I want to scream and call for help, but I don't have a voice. I feel my body getting more and more broken from inside.

Hot, painful, cold, painful, dazzling, painful, dark, painful, scary, painful, painful...!

You're lying. Am I dying again? I haven't even seen Mason yet this time. I wonder if I can go back to being eight when I die. No, I don't want to die. No. Help! Please, help me, Mason!

I lost consciousness, screaming without a voice.

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Lunchtime overlooking the sea. I called out to a brunette young man eating a sandwich in front of me.

"Hey, Mr. Mason"

"…? What's up, lady"

"... Mr. Mason"

"Yes?"

"Me, i, so, n,."

"... sorry, did I do something?

No, I can't.

Yeah, it's my fault. There's no way you can pass it on like this, is there?

"No. Nothing."

"Ha ha..."

"... you know, until yesterday, what did you call me, Mr. Mason?

"Are you talking about me? Uh, Mr. Beckford, for sure..."

"Right. Today?"

"Mr. Mason, right?"

"Correct. Okay, next problem. From this change, guess what it's like to be the little girl in front of you right now."

"... erm, did you open your mind a little?

"70 points. Next tip, then. I was such a perky talker until yesterday."

"... No, you were either silent"

"Yes, then, please amend your earlier answer"

"... feeling a little better?

"Um, I figured it was 70 points. The correct answer…"

……

Mason listens in silence with a sandwich in his right hand. I'm sorry to interrupt your meal.

"I blew it off. I got back on my feet. I don't care what I've been up to, in a good way. Saved!

"... Really?"

Mason looks soft, like a father staring at his young daughter.

"Yes, all thanks to Mr. Mason"

"No, I don't..."

"I owe it to Mr. Mason! There are people who understand me, there are people who empathize with me, even women who can't help but affirm me..."

"... you think?

"Something suddenly made it all look positive!

... I don't know what I'm talking about. What kind of conclusion? Are you nuts?

Still, Mason was staring at me with an example fatherly tender face.

"For example, I'm already free. If he's not the prince's fiancée, he's not noble. Now I'm just an eighteen-year-old girl, and I can't help but have fun."

"... that's good"

"" No. What kind of supertheory is that? You're not even free, 'cause you're going to live in a convent for the rest of your life ", aren't you going in...?

"... Yeah, yeah?

"Or" This woman was crying so sick yesterday, what's wrong with you all of a sudden? Is that manic depression? ♪ And so on ♪

"No, no, because I don't think so.... or lady, you were such a bright and funny person"

"I'm pulling a little on myself right now. Wait a minute! What did you just say?

"What? He was bright and funny..."

"Before that."

"Before that? Yeah?... you don't think so?

"Mm-hmm, then!

…… Lady? "

"Yes! That!... I told you, if you're not the prince's fiancée anymore, you're not noble."

"Ha ha..."

"... then please!

…… …… Oh! I see.... erm, Mr. Rosedale... probably definitely not. Chelsea... Dear?

"Thirty!

"Mr. Chelsea."

"One more voice!

"Yeah, yeah...? So, Cher, Shh?

"Yes"

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"... Sama, Dear Chelsea!!

(So you don't need "Dear"...)

When I woke up, there was an angel in front of me. Oh, I knew this was the time you were dead. You're going to be taken to the post-mortem world.

"Dear Chelsea!! Great!!

Embraced by an angel with tears all over his eyes.

"... uh, is this...?

"This is Chelsea's home beach. Don't you remember?

"... me, I'm going to come to the beach and try 'Ruin' and so..."

"Yes, the magic ran wild and fell."

"... you helped me, didn't you? Sorry for the inconvenience."

Perhaps Master Sylvia, who can "see" the magic currents, has come to help by perceiving the anomalies from the Reinhardt family grounds.

"Don't worry about that. How are you feeling better than that? I treated him once..."

I'll check my whole body with my senses for once. Yeah, it doesn't hurt anywhere. The flow of magic is calming down as well.

"Yes, I'm fine.... Sorry, that helped. Thank you."

Me standing up and bowing my head deeply.

"You're welcome.... yeah, you seem to be recovering fine. I'm so glad you noticed right away."

"Sorry…"

"Never mind!... but you are. Let's get some more rest and then talk to me for a little while. From around the time they tried 'Ruin'."

Um, Master Sylvia, are you a little angry? Shit, did you get the death flag?

... and then I got a whole sermon from Master Sylvia. Apparently, Master Sylvia happens to be on her own veranda (her own room is also Ocean View) and she stumbles upon me suffering from a magical outburst on the beach on Rosedale's side.

Somehow I looked at the sea on the veranda and there was a person on the beach on Rosedale's side, and I thought it wasn't just because I "saw" something strange about the magic flow around it.

So they used the magic of flight to literally "fly in" from the veranda, giving me the sedation of a rushing magic and allowance for a damaged body...... Lady Sylvia said that if Lady Sylvia didn't happen to find it right away, she could have died the worst.

That the cause of the runoff is still in magic control. Even though I was still a young body and had not been able to fully control magic, magic was activated because all the other elements such as magic embodied and "spell" and "image" were perfect, and the conditions under which magic runoff would occur were in place.

It wasn't a good idea that it was the magic of the dark attributes that I tried. Dark attributes have fewer (legal) magic numbers than other attributes, and there are only a few types of intermediate magic, including 'Ruin', all of which are "one step ahead of advanced magic", both in terms of magic consumption and difficulty in controlling.

That's why the intermediate magic of the dark attribute should have reached a stage where other intermediate magic could be used to its full potential.

I couldn't confirm that properly in advance, and suddenly I couldn't leave immature me alone trying 'Ruin' and dying without consulting anyone, so it was declared that Master Sylvia would always accompany me when I first tried new magic from now on.

Instead, he told my family that the magic stormed out and he was dying.

And what's the story? Nori and momentum? So we decided to change the way we called each other from "Dear Chelsea", "Dear Sylvia" to "Mr. Chelsea" and "Sister".

She thinks of me like a real sister... Well, then I'm glad you called me "Chelsea"...