The Villainess Who Has Been Killed 108 Times

This is one of Scarlet's 108 lives.

Events that took place in the middle of which she did not know.

The cobblestones of the winter city are cold, the exhaling breath is white and cloudy, and they cluster around the face.

Even the powdered snow flickered, but Mary's heart was warm as she waited for the Duke's Mansion.

"I'll see you soon!"

That's all it takes to make me smile.

The Duke's new butler was the man Mary was welcoming, and this reunion came true in his tone.

One step away from the people waiting for the Tsuji carriage, Mary was anxious for the time to come.

"The lady will grow up too. It's been five years since...

I remember Scarlett, one of the Lingers' daughters, who I grew up as a nanny for a year.

It's been five years since we broke up. The scarlet wanted to see Mary, and when she got a letter asking if it would be convenient for her, her chest rang with joy. After a small leap, I embraced the letter and got a touching finish.

It was a child I missed very much.

When the contract expired and he quit the Duke's residence, he was clinging on and crying.

I didn't want to be pulled off by Mary, but I didn't want to squeeze my chest clothes away.

He was a smart kid. I rarely cried.

It was like, "Mom...! Bye, no! Mom...!!"

He cried with words he just remembered.

I thought my chest would be torn with a knife.

I didn't intend to lose my wife with overdue affection.

Soon after giving birth, the Duchess was confused and tried to kill her daughter, Scarlet. He died suddenly from a heart attack.

Mary tried to stop the Duchess, and the two were grumpy. If it were true, Mary would have been unexpectedly questioned and accused. That was not the case, and on the contrary, I gained credibility and was allowed to continue as a nurse because several servants testified as witnesses.

They rushed indoors, listening to the boy's warning that "if we don't get to the children's room soon, the Duke's children will be killed".

It was a strange story.

Mary thanked the spirit of her son Joshua for protecting her.

My mother was about to kill me with a scarlet.

That's why I thought I'd have to replace that first love.

I wasn't expecting anything in return.

And yet, this young lady admired herself like her mother.

I couldn't stop feeling the joy that was passing through the opponent.

I knew it would be careless to have such an emotion, even though my daughter was crying so much that she was upset.

But I can't stop loving you.

I wanted to hug you all the time.

I don't know how...! Something about your daughter...!

I thought I'd grab him and run.

The separation was so painful that I was left alone.

How much did the presence of Scarlet fill your sorrow for Joshua's loss?

I breathe on her, I breathe on her, I burst into tears, and I laugh together.

Such daily repetition only healed my heart.

The number of calendars we walked together deepened our affection.

And instead of replacing Joshua, Scarlet felt like her own child.

Scarlet never tried to leave Mary, even though her surroundings had spoken and paused.

So as she cried and fell asleep, Mary gently kissed Scarlet's forehead and said goodbye to her silently.

As they left the Duke's Mansion and returned home, their memories rose one after the other, shouting loudly at the seat of the ride carriage. The greenery of the trees flowing outside the carriage stimulated memories in the back of the chest, triggered by the leakage of the trees. I knew it was annoying to other passengers and I had to weigh myself, but I couldn't handle it.

And I prayed to God to be happy with Scarlet's life.

Soon we will be able to reunite with that scarlet.

Just thinking so raised my mind under the cold sky.

"I'm sure he's grown up to be cute and smart."

Mary imagined a six-year-old scarlet in her head.

I wonder what you're doing with that stunning red hair. I wonder how happy I would be if I could knit it myself down.

Then he took out the handmade little doll from the bag and checked it several times.

I brought it to Scarlet's souvenir.

The color of the doll's hair in a colorful and vivid costume was red.

It was a doll that Mary carefully sewed, according to Scarlet's friend.

Mary, who is now wearing a sewing job, is quite skilled and has done well.

"I'm glad your daughter took this."

In Mary's native region, it is customary to pray for the safety of children and for mothers to present handmade dolls. It's a protective doll. Of course, you can't tell them that. It would be an imitation of the Duchess. But you may be forgiven for thinking softly.

"... I hope that my child (...) will be happier than anyone else. May everyone love you. May life be filled with joy and hope."

I mouthed the words that were not meant to be passed on, closed my eyes and thought, and chewed on the doll.

"... hey, you're such a cute doll. Give it to me, too."

All of a sudden, I was shouted up, and a lovely girl with blonde curls stared up at me. The pale eyes are chasing the doll. She is wearing high-quality clothes. The girl herself looked well enough to look like a doll. There are no parents around here. I wonder if I'm lost.

Give it to me.

To confuse Mary, the girl pushed out one hand with a wide open hand.

"I'm sorry, this is a gift for someone I care about. I can't give it to you."

Mary apologized and the girl pulled her hand back.

I put my hands behind my back and it seemed like I was thinking about something, but now I spread my hands and smiled.

Well then, let's do it.

"Eh..."

Mary hesitated. This is a busy time. I can't wait to be mistaken for a kidnapper.

"Are you lost? What about your father and mother?

"I'll meet you here. Daddy will be here soon. My mom is. You're a star now."

Mary was heartbroken by an innocent girl.

I heard something I shouldn't have asked. Guilt fills my chest.

"But Alisa, I miss you. Hey, you look like your mom. Alisa, I really didn't want to say goodbye to Mom. Hey, can't you hug me?

Mom, bye, no...!

Mary remembered the voice of Scarlet, who was crying like that.

This child, who would be the same age as Scarlet, overlaps with Scarlet.

The Duke's mansion will be picking you up soon. If you do not move from this place until the child's parents arrive, you will not be afraid of misunderstanding.

"That's fine. Let's wait for Daddy together."

Mary bent over with a smile and raised her hand to hold the girl.

"Thank you!!"

The blonde girl stretched out joyfully and put her hands behind Mary's neck.

... a tingling and sharp pain stabbed Mary in the depression behind her nose and around the bone depression.

?

I wonder if it's a bug. I doubt it. Soon, my vision will be distorted.

You can't support yourself and put your hands on the road.

"Wait a minute... anemia...?

He seems to be very drunk. Your consciousness is shaking.

I feel sick. I feel nauseous. My consciousness is unconscious.

"Hug"

The girl laughs.

Hold Mary's head again with both hands.

desperate to support her collapsing body, Mary didn't even realize what she was doing.

In addition, the pain ran out of my nose.

Mary fell on a snow-capped road surface.

The strap on the bag fell off the shoulder and the bag fell on the cobblestone and smashed the contents.

"... ah... doll..."

Walking around the cobblestones, Mary's eyes were no longer visible. I didn't hear a sound either.

All my senses were hanging around. So I didn't know that a blonde girl threw a little poison needle away, or that it made a little noise and disappeared into the stone joint.

"I'm sorry. But you and the child inside you. How can we not stop Scarlet's side? So get out of here."

The girl clapped the doll from Mary's fingertips, which were miraculously stretched towards the doll, with a giggle.

"You're pregnant. It was too early for me to notice it. But it's over for you and your belly. I poisoned the medulla oblongata twice. Yeah, the kid's name is Flora. S (...) ka (...) Les (...) t (...) with (...) name (...) to (...) parent (...)

And a blonde girl named Alisa turned her back with her doll hanging.

Leave the scene as if nothing had happened.

I never looked back again.

Passengers smile at the adorable figure of a girl walking around humming her nose song.

A protective doll for my daughter. It must have been the custom in the Croucasian region. "

As the girl walked, she gently pressed the doll she had taken from Mary against her cheek.

Poor lips clatter like cheeks.

"... may Scarlet be happier than anyone else. May everyone hate you. May life be filled with sorrow and despair."

The doll, which was thrown out of the way, was trampled on the wheel of the carriage to which it was headed and shattered to pieces.

"Ahahahaha!! Everybody! Poor people!!!"

The girl laughed. And he distorted the edges of his mouth, as if he were rejoicing in the remnants of dark joy.

Mary was lying on the ground with her body round.

I could no longer recognize the voices of worried people or the groans of wild horses.

The light in the eyes was cloudy as the film was applied, and nothing was reflected in the pupils.

But her lips were smiling happily.

I remember the early summer tree leakage day I spent with Scarlet.

A scarlet with a strange face on a tent worm stuck at the tip of her nose.

I laughed at the funny face.

Everyone remembers the first day you let them out, the day you crawled, and the day you grabbed them. It's all an irreplaceable treasure.

In her imagination, Mary was reunited with Scarlet. I was blooming with memories.

The handed doll was embraced happily in her chest, and the scarlet whispered gently around her ear as she cheered.

"... hey. Don't tell anyone. Can I call you Mom?

As the powdered snow fell on her cheeks, Mary burst.

Slowly closed, tears fell out of the slumber.

"... scarlet... my... my... my... my... my..."

And Mary stopped breathing.

At the Duke's Mansion, a young scarlet kept waiting for a waiter who could not have come.

The promised time had already passed.

To weep, he tied his lips, looked out the window, and stood by all the gifts that he had prepared for those who had not met again in five years.

The snow was blowing outside, and the wind was blowing around.

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"Well, we're sleeping together. I'm gonna catch a cold."

Blood burst into the room and smiled bitterly.

He must have tried to put the baby scarlet to bed.

Mary was sitting on a swinging chair and sleeping with her.

In addition to the scarlet, I wondered if Mary was tired, or if there was any alignment from the edge of her mouth, which gave her a shameful salivation.

"Haha, my old man is sleeping."

Slowly putting on the blanket to avoid waking the two happy sleeping together, Brad checked the room's safety and left the room killing the footsteps.

The leaking day from the window gently wrapped up even a sleepy scarlet and Mary.