Right before the novel was over, she assumed the role of a supporting actor. Also, as the younger sister of the villain who is going to die soon.
Two months until execution.
While visiting my sister, I often visited the rest of the villains as well, saying , “Didn’t you get better?”
“…Yeah?”
Those villains began to obsess over me.
“I’m asking if it wasn’t acting. Answer me, Margaret Eilish.”
You seem to be misunderstanding something.
In a dangerously close atmosphere, I looked at the man from afar.
‘Calm down, Margaret.’
Wouldn’t it be better to expose my illness as a lie in front of the emperor’s nemesis, the jailer?
I whispered in a little confusion, pretending to be nothing
“If that’s true?”