The Villain’s Daughter Plans To Run Away

I wonder, what is my sin?

Is it that I lived as the daughter of a villain?

“The bastard called ‘Duke’ dares to mention the Empress…! The eternal shame of the four largest families of the Rolls Empire!”

The enraged sky.

People barking in anger.

It was a situation in which I was getting used to by now, but my legs that went up to the execution table staggered helplessly.

“Even when you’re going to die, you’re still wearing expensive clothes.”

It was then.

As the unusually clear swear swords hit my ears, the walking legs stopped.

I was an existence which was born to die.

So I wanted to decorate the shroud nicely.

‘Ah, that’s right. Because the daughter of the villain gets cursed somehow.’

I had forgotten my role for a moment, and then I realized who I was. My legs, which had been shaking, were now starting to gain strength.

“Then you, who have no sin, are innocent.”

Thanks.

I tried to be a little sad. For letting me live as the daughter of a villain until the end.

“Aagh!”

When I ripped the hem of the dress roughly by hand and threw it at the man, he shouted and threw the dress I was wearing somewhere.

“I gave you a special amethyst-studded hem, so why do you hate it so much?”

I raised the corners of my lips smoothly.

As I was looking at people’s reactions with satisfied eyes, I slowly moved.

While I was quietly walking away, the sound of commoners screaming and terrifying exploded like a bomb from behind.

“Crazy bitch!”

“That bitch’s clothes are cursed! Don’t even touch it.”

I know. Why were you jealous of the cursed clothes?

Thud. Thud.

Every time I went up on the podium, the hem of my torn dress barely covered my thighs.

Soon, the 99th life is just around the corner.

As I raised my head to say my last goodbye to people out of courtesy, vivid bloodstains stood out under the black hair fluttering in the breeze.

Cassis, covered in his blood, stood upright on his knees even in the midst of his death.

The main villain of the Vallois family.

And my Dad.

Born as his daughter, I haven’t even had a proper conversation with Cassis all my life.

Is that why?

It felt a bit unfair for me to even be sentenced to death, even though I was innocent.

‘Because it’s my destiny to live as the daughter of a villain.’

My eyes that had been staring at him with indifferent eyes turned to the death row again.

This was my destiny.

No matter what kind of life I live, even this death is too natural for me, who lives my life in the role of ‘the villain’s daughter’ from the beginning.

It’s not unfair.

“Billishia Vallois.”

I was so engrossed in thoughts, but I returned to reality with a low, muffled sound.

“This is the last time.”

The wind blew.

Through my black hair, waving like a black river, golden eyes waiting for a criminal were staring at me.

The main protagonist of this world.

Peter, who eventually became the Emperor of the Rolls Empire from a hostage brought from the Ro Kingdom.

“It seems that all Vallois have no feelings. Right before you die, I want to see even a regretful expression.”

My indifferent expression seems to be disappointing.

A solid vein was sprouting between the back of his hand that was sweeping his golden hair.

Naturally exposed forehead and neat eyebrows.

He was exuding an atmosphere of asceticism through his face that was far superior to that of the average male lead.

‘As expected, he’s the main character.’

After seeing the main character for the first time, I skimmed him up and down and finished a brief review.

Since this is my last life.

I need to see a lot of that handsome face.

I was making eye contact with the Emperor, but at some point, a shadow that was far away struck me.

It was Peter.

“After investigation, I found that you have nothing to do with Duke Cassis.”

He was whispering in my ear with his upper body slightly bent so that only the two of us could hear.

I don’t know why, but it was clear that he was curious.

“If you get down on your knees now, I can change the penalty. It’s still a death penalty anyway, but if it’s poison, you won’t die painfully.”

Wow, this time’s main character is nice.

It seems that he had a friendly personality, as it was rumored that he set an example for the nobles and commoners.

But if I’m going to die anyway, I can’t drink poison in vain.

Ah, this ‘villain’ professionalism.

I replied, looking at Peter’s sympathy indifferently.

“Just kill me.”

There was chaos around the death row at my refreshing informal speech.

“T-T-T-T-That…!”

“Did you just speak informally to the Emperor? You were born as the devil’s daughter!”

As the situation became increasingly overheated, the knights sanctioned commoners who tried to come up to the death row.

In the midst of the confusion, the golden eyes that looked at me trembled as if they were a little startled.

After staring into my purple eyes for a moment, he seemed to have realized that I was a ‘Vallois’.

“I misunderstood. Still, I thought you know the example of a noble because you’re from one of the four largest families, but you’re just a maniac who couldn’t make sense of it.”

Yes. This is right.

It’s right to receive such a look of contempt and desire to kill me right away.

Because I’m the daughter of a villain. ‘Cause that’s how I was born.

“Status is meaningless in the face of death. Who would have imagined that those lowly commoners would dare to bark at Vallois?”

As I put on the prettiest and smoothest smile I could ever make, a laugh burst out of his mouth, which had been consistently expressionless.

Maybe he thought I was crazy.

“Yes, four years of meaningless life. I’ll finish it quickly.”

The sword that pierced the hot sun rose above.

Turns out this life’s death is coming.

My heart, feeling the intuition of death, pounded with physiological fear.

“…Ugh!”

Blood spurted from the corners of my mouth, which had raised its corners while hiding my emotions until the very end.

It hurt.

It was my 99th death.

***

When I opened my eyes after death, I had returned to the white world of ‘nothing’.

“…What kind of person will the next villain be?”

This world was divided into ‘extra’ and ‘main lead’.

In general, the main characters were born unaware of their existence in order to immerse themselves in the present life, but the souls born with ‘extra professions’ were different.

And among the extras, ‘the villain’s daughter’.

That role is me!

“I will die of pain. I should’ve just taken poison and died.”

Professionalism or whatever, the eerie energy of the blade that pierced my neck still remained like an afterimage.

This life had the level of difficulty of ‘high’ among the ‘daughter of the villain’.

The man called Dad was so obsessed with the female lead that I couldn’t even talk to him.

Because of that, rumors of the ‘abandoned princess’ broke out, and I grew up as if I was abandoned alone due to lack of connections.

“If Cassis had been obsessed with me, her daughter, my family wouldn’t have been put to death.”

Yep, next bullshit!

If a villain became daughter’s fool, would he still be a villain?

However, they usually returned at times like this.

In other words, in the case of the ‘main lead’ rather than the ‘extra’ who couldn’t play the original story, God’s mercy was usually given at this time.

Of course, the insignificant extras didn’t even have that kind of mercy.

Swooshㅡ

While I was so lost in thought, my soul was already on its way to the next world.

“The main characters are so fortunate. Usually, when they come back, they can change their life.”

How many more times do I have to live as a villain’s daughter?

When I feel depressedㅡ

Lightyㅡ

The feeling that had been in a state of weightlessness sank heavily with the power of gravity.

‘Is this my 100th life?’

Intuitively realizing that I had passed on to the next life, I quickly opened my eyes.

“Please let me be born again with a golden spoon. I want to die gracefully.”

There is nothing to pray for before I open my eyes.

“And this time, I’m asking for a kind dad, not a guy like Cassis.”

I’m destined to die anyway, but before that, I want to have fun.

“Arrived at my 100th life!”

When I opened my eyes completely, my opaque vision became clear.

I clenched and opened my fists to get used to the plump hands I haven’t seen in a long time.

‘…Does this life start at the age of five too?’

It was also like that before.

“…And this time, my skin is on the white side.”

Hmm. Well, that can happen.

By the way.

‘…Is my hair black again this time?’

I frowned at the strange sense of doubt.

The same skin like the life I just finished. The same hair color.

‘It’s rare…’

When such a strange feeling hit meㅡ

“Oh my, Billishia!”

My shoulders shook at the loud shout as if I was struck by lightning.

“What are you doing sitting idly? If I give you food, you have to pay for it, don’t you!”

Wait a second. Billishia?

“What are you doing, really!”

Slap!

Suddenly, a powerful pain arose on my back like a frog hit by a stone.

As I turned my head in the direction of pain, there was a person I was all too familiar with.

No way.

“What did you eat wrong?”

…The maid of the Eillian family?

“Whath is your name?”

No way. No way.

“What, what?”

“I’m asking what’s your name!”

It was right after I died as a villain, so maybe my sharp tone still remained.

The maid, who was slightly flinched at the shrill voice, asked with a puzzled expression on her face.

“…What happened to you, really? I’m Alice, a maid from the Eillian family.”

“…Whath?”

Is she serious?

If it’s Alice, she’s the Number 2 who tormented me when I was a kid in my previous life, right?

Unable to grasp the situation yet, I checked my hair and clothes once again.

Black hair that was damaged by malnutrition.

And even a maid outfit that was too big for a child to wear which was loose on my body.

…Did I really return?

“Are you deliberately pretending to be crazy because you don’t want to clean up?”

I couldn’t even hear the maid’s words, so I continued to fiddle with my face.

The texture of my skin…

Even my eyelashes are all the same as back then.

I’m a professional extra soul, but I returned?

‘I’ve never heard of such a case.’

It was then.

“Who’s not listening? That quiet kid?”

“V-Viscount!”

Suddenly, Number 2’s head bowed down enough for me to see the top of her head.

When I lifted my head and widened my field of vision, I saw a fat, middle-aged man approaching me, picking my ears.

“T-That’s because I asked the slave to mop, but she didn’t listen to me…”

“What? She doesn’t listen to you?”

“Yes. That’s why I was teaching her a lesson.”

“Hmm, Billishia. Is that true?”

The Viscount who was coughing asked me.

Efforts to subdue his dignified voice were futile, but Viscount Shrek’s throat hummed as if his voice was choked with his fat.

He was an extra who used to enslave me as a child and eventually got beaten up by Cassis.

“I accepted you, who had nowhere to sleep.”

But I couldn’t hear him. There was another important issue.

‘Wow, is this really a return? Did I come back?’

One chance.

God’s mercy to choose one’s own destiny.

Seeing myself pinch my cheeks in disbelief in a movie-like situation, the Viscount made a sound, tch.

“I think you’re really crazy, though?”

“She has been like that since earlier.”

“Hmm…? What do you think? If the young servants don’t listen…”

“Are you talking about discipline?”

“Yes.”

In response to the Viscount’s answer, the corner of the maid’s lips rose slightly.

“Discipline?”

Then, when I realized the situation, my ears perked up.

I was well aware of Viscount Shrek’s ‘discipline’.

Even 19 years ago, if I did the wrong cleaning, I was locked up in a cell in the name of ‘discipline’, starved for 5 days and banned from water for a week.

“…Take her to a solitary room for now. And discipline her until she becomes a good kid again…”

‘Stuck in the solitary room again?’

To live quietly like back then and then die silently?

Hmm.

I don’t want to, though?

“…Do you know?”

After I had finished thinking, I muttered carelessly.

“…What?”

I’m 5 years old and my voice is small.

I gladly shook off the dust and got up, and I shouted as I caught the eyes of the two adults in front of me.

“Do you know who my father is?!”