The Villainess Who Has Been Killed 108 Times

This is the memory of the end of my "72nd Life".

Only the footsteps of my fast feet resounded sadly.

A hidden passageway built in the castle, a dark canal of smelly stone that is uncertain when it was built.

A last-resort rope for the pursued royal family to escape.

The castle should be wrapped in fire by now.

In the long history of the castle, how many royalties have fallen further from here?

I was one of them now.

But my heart hasn't broken yet.

Do you cry or something?

I don't regret what I did.

I will not abandon the pride of being queen, even if no one in the country accepts it, even if there is no one left to offer.

The corridor leads to the river.

The exit is slightly lower than the river surface.

We need to dive through the river a little to get out of the aisle.

It's a trick to never understand the existence of passages from the outside.

I'm glad it's just a few days after the heavy rain.

The water of the increased river is a residue of regurgitation, and there are reservoirs everywhere on the corridor floor.

It smells like river algae.

This was due to the rise in sediment at the bottom of the river compared to when the passage was created.

If you take down the pine lights here, it's the end of a roll.

My feet are flooded. Nasty humidity. Re-ignition is not easy.

We may be able to escape through the walls, but it is a life-saving escape as we fight the rats that attack us in the darkness.

I walked carefully through the torch.

The smell of water in the river gets stronger. The exit is close.

Brad was waiting for me there.

The crouching figure slowly rose up.

The flames of pine light in my hands illuminated us two photographers at every turn.

"Brad... That's right. I didn't think anyone but the royal family knew the secret passage."

I smiled bitterly.

The mightiest killer. It's not a one-on-one match.

My destiny came true.

But it was a strange and calm feeling.

"The people outside the kingdom" lead to many kinds of animal paths. I apologize for trespassing without permission. "

At the top of the unchanged Buddha, you say such a thing quietly.

"You're being very polite. You don't have to be shy of me."

I giggled unexpectedly.

Brad has hunted me many times, but I think he likes me more than an enemy.

"I came here alone. There's nobody else. I didn't tell you about the hallway."

"Yes... that sounds like you. Thank you."

I understood the meaning correctly and appreciated it.

When young women are captured by multiple soldiers, waiting is a shameful end.

I'm telling you in the dark that it doesn't suit your eyes. Brad was an overzealous assassin.

Now that everyone had turned their palms back, he was happy as usual.

Then I will be the Queen of Evil until the end.

"Hey, let me ask you something. You don't want to serve me? If I get through this mess, I'll definitely try to reverse it again."

Hundreds of people know that there can be no subordination between them. This is like a regular greeting. But that's the last of it. That's why I always mention things I don't talk about.

"Or are you as intoxicated as the other four warriors with the Savior Maiden?"

"No, I call you a warrior, and you run like a bug spit. I'm just a murderer. I hate that sexy woman, too. Don't be with the others. She smiles and tears. He's hiding his true nature behind it. It's easier to call him the Queen of Evil. It's better for you."

Blood throwing up on the traffic.

I looked in surprise and laughed hard.

It's been a long time since I've heard a grievous criticism of that woman.

Apparently, there was someone who couldn't make her obey.

"Fufu, I've got a little chest pressure. I'm starting to feel like you could kill me."

You deserve it, too. I whispered softly in my heart.

I burned down the village of your "people outside the kingdom".

When I think of it, my chest hurts a little.

The home of Brad Stoker. The home of the "extra-territorial people".

I exterminated them with a number of violent acts.

They were a threat to my hostile forces.

The "Outsiders" sneaked into the bedroom. He assassinated me by all means.

If I had left them alone, I would have been on their fangs eventually.

I tried to negotiate with them, but it was a pear crush.

Tough enough, I decided to beat their source. There was no other way.

Still, I didn't want to destroy them all at first.

The army surrounded the village and threatened to surrender.

But they refused repeated suggestions to surrender.

There was no surrenderer as one.

I did not break the stage for a thorough resistance.

Our army has been badly damaged by repeated night raids.

Unfortunately, the commander surrounded the entire village and set it on fire.

Then I launched a wave-like attack on the flying gear.

They were as strong as the beasts, and had no hands or feet, had they not fought in the proximity battle.

And the soldiers on the scene who were fighting the strength of the "people outside the kingdom" could not afford to take it easy.

As a result, Sato crushed his balls. Both women and children were killed.

When I heard the news, I accidentally stood up from the throne.

I did not expect such a tragic end.

I did not understand the madness of the battlefield correctly.

... triggered me to be called the ruthless queen.

It's a bitter memory for me, too.

Brad Stoker is the only survivor in the village.

He was said to be the family's greatest masterpiece as the son of the chief of the village.

I wanted to apologize to Brad for the burning.

I always wanted to apologize.

But doing it will make me feel easier.

That's cowardly.

The dead are not convinced that he was killed with such a vague feeling.

That's why I'm going to die with this chest pain in my arms.

As the worst queen without reflection.

"... you're off guard, Brad. This dagger flies the blade at high speed. Kill you and I'll survive."

I pointed my tricky dagger at Brad.

I laughed as proudly as I could. And I firmly gripped the pattern.

The inner spring burst out and the blade flew like an arrow.

Brad slightly dodged.

Of course. There's no way this works for him.

His palm, which was stuck in my pocket, was put against my chest.

I heard a noise.

My heart became stiff.

It is the secret art of the "extraterritorials" that stops the opponent's heart.

My body feels numb. My strength is weak. Your vision is getting darker.

The torch slipped out of my hand and all the lights went out.

Only darkness enveloped the area.

It's over. Everything.

That's it. This conclusion is convincing.

I'm glad it was dark. My face is invisible.

Now, you can cry. You don't have to put up with it. Nobody's seen it.

I'm sorry, sorry.

I've taken everything you care of.

I've crushed so many lives, so many futures.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

You can't forgive me.

Just let me apologize.

Brad embraced my body as it collapsed.

"... I can read the other person's mind to some extent with the flow of blood. That's why I knew it in your chest."

The words filled my tears.

The temperature of Brad's body that supports me is transmitting.

Hey, how can you say such a nice word?

I killed everyone in your village.

And yet you understood me.

Now, can I just say that word that I was going to keep quiet?

"... I'm sorry... please...!"

"I forgive you. I did receive your apology."

And he gently stroked my head to make it a toddler.

"You've endured it so much by yourself. Good night.

Stupid...! Stupid...!

I am your vengeance. How can you say such a thing?

But I'm sorry. I'm glad.

You know I don't deserve that.

I'm glad someone understands.

With this ease, can I... die...?

Oh, I haven't said hello yet.

I lost consciousness...

"... oh... Sumi... no, no..."

My tongue doesn't move anymore... and I have to say thank you...

And I let go of my consciousness in the uncertain peace.

◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇

"Ah, I fell from the queen, and you died in that bullied cave. Poor thing. The corpse must be rat food. But Brad's relationship doesn't end very funny. I like it more flashy. Let's go around Serafi next."

And she laughed.

"Quite an evil queen has talked about boards. Scarlet, but it's only the 72nd time. Show me more desperate faces. My mind isn't clear yet."

◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇

... ah, I fell asleep.

The body of the newborn soon goes to sleep.

I remember the last 108 times in my life.

That's the one that Brad killed.

Even though I remember my life 108 times, I don't remember the emotional subtleties of that time, but the fear of dying is still clear. Difficult.

Well, I had a good dream today.

It's probably because it's the easiest way to die, the one that can hold your heart with the secret art of the "extraterritorials".

Brad was a super first-rate killer.

The technique of slaughtering a target without inflicting wasteful suffering was even artistic.

The man who truncated everything was as good as a forged battlefield sword.

There was a beauty that excelled in functional beauty.

"... come on. You'd better stuff your chest like a woman.

Hey, gora!?

What's this Brad doing!?

What are you going to do with a woman's outfit?

In general, it's unnatural to have such big tits at your age!

It's extra and it's not very decorative!!

"Whoa, this is getting interesting."

Ah, already!!

To check the spread of the skirt, go round and round!!

Because it's totally a girl's play!!