I Am The Villainess With A Maxed-Out Luck Stat - Chapter 159



Only Noblemtl

159. Finding a body for the regressor to possess

Kaien, who had been locked in the dungeon, was moved to the north tower of the palace.

The North Tower was an old prison that was cold even when left alone, but there were no other prisoners there.

The reason for the transfer was explained as being to prevent him, a traitor, from interacting with other inmates.

‘They wouldn’t necessarily transfer someone who is going to be executed anyway to another prison.’

But Cayenne vaguely sensed that there was another reason.

He was moved obediently to the North Tower and spent the night in a cold, solitary cell.

“… … .”

As dawn broke, orange sunlight fell on her pale hair.

The dawn pouring in through the small window was dazzling.

How long has it been since I’ve had such a perfect morning?

He came to his senses with a renewed sense of inspiration.

‘There’s no contact today.’

I’m slowly getting used to the boring prison life.

Keeping in touch with Roselia has become a natural part of my routine.

Fortunately, the ring was not confiscated thanks to the powerful binding magic placed on it.

Just then, footsteps were heard coming from the stairs.

It was the sound of guards coming up for their morning shift.

The guards guarding the iron bars glanced in my direction and gestured to the new guard.

“Hey, keep an eye on me while I change shifts.”

“yes!”

The newbie answered loudly.

But as soon as the others left their seats, his posture immediately relaxed.

“Haam… … .”

Is it because I’ve been working all night for several days?

He was leaning against the wall and soon began to nod off.

Taking advantage of the gap in surveillance, an eerie sound emanated from beyond the window.

He had climbed up the outer wall of the tower to the top.

“Come in.”

As soon as Cayenne gave permission, a small, lithe man slipped his body through the window.

He came inside skillfully and knelt down before Cayenne.

The man was Cayenne’s lackey who followed him while he was in the underworld.

A loyal subordinate who continued to keep in touch with Cayenne and act as a source of information even after Cayenne left the underworld.

He administered an anesthetic to the guard who was nodding off.

Only after he was sure that the guard was in a deep sleep did he open his mouth.

“It is said that Lord Cayenne will be exiled from the country instead of being sentenced to death.”

“I see. When?”

I had a rough idea of ​​what it would be like when the prison was moved.

Maybe Roselia helped.

“It hasn’t been decided yet. We will prepare in advance so that there will be no problems, no matter when the execution date is.”

“okay.”

The subordinate looked at Cayenne’s face.

“Has your magic power not returned yet?”

Instead of answering, Cayenne lightly clenched and unclenched his bound right hand.

Since the day personality disappeared, I haven’t felt the magical power that used to surge like a waterfall.

Communication with other personalities also became blurred.

Like it or not, we were able to share our minds while sharing our bodies. Now, I no longer felt like an alien presence.

It was a relief that the intruder was gone, but the disappearance of magic power was out of the question.

If I had any magic left, my revenge wouldn’t have been delayed.

“Did you find out who kidnapped me?”

“Yes, just as you expected, Cayenne.”

“… … You’re going to use dirty tricks until the end.”

As expected, the mastermind behind this incident was the Marquis of Balton.

Cayenne’s eyes glowed with murderous intent.

“We need to hurry up and prepare.”

“Yes, Cayenne.”

* * *

While Ikart went to find Dean Octavius, I was also looking for other options.

How can I bring in my day personality?

As I was pondering, the first person that came to mind was Countess Gott.

I didn’t know if it would work or not, but I decided to go see her anyway.

“Oh my, aren’t you the princess? What brings you here?”

She was very surprised to see me come to her without any notice.

“I have something to ask you, madam.”

“To me?”

She blinked her eyes, but soon smiled brightly.

“Please come inside first! You should have called me in advance. It looks like I won’t be able to treat you properly, you precious person.”

Despite the sudden visit, the Countess remained cheerful.

As she led me inside, a message window appeared before my eyes.

[Anonymous subscriber warns against bullshit!]

‘No, no.’

I ignored the anonymous warning and followed the Countess in.

“I was just preparing dinner. Would you like to join us, Your Majesty?”

“I’m fine.”

When I entered the restaurant, there were already other customers seated besides me.

“But that person… … .”

The first guest to arrive was none other than the Earl of Vermont.

He also noticed me and quickly got up from his seat.

“No, who are you! Sister-in-law, no, Miss, no, no. Aren’t you Princess Roselia!”

“Our brother also returned to the capital with the young duke. We were planning to have a meal together to relieve some of our worries.”

Countess Gott warned me as I flinched.

“Can I join you for a family meal?”

“Of course! Your Highness, you are our family’s benefactor. We are like family. Now, please take a seat.”

She offered me a seat, and soon the food was ready.

“How has your Highness the Earl of Vermon been doing?”

“I am an angel who came down from heaven… … No, I am doing well thanks to the Duke of Ikart.”

When I asked how he was doing, a color came to his oily face.

Count Vermon, whom I hadn’t seen in a long time, had a better complexion.

I heard he got a villa near the academy.

Although Ikart did not accept his one-sided courtship, they still often spent time together to discuss business.

He proudly told the story of Ikart, as if the mere thought of it excited him.

After listening to his story for a while, I glanced back at Countess Gott.

“But ma’am, the reason I came here is this.”

“Oh, you said you had something to ask me.”

“To Agnes?”

Countess Gott and Count Vermont looked at me at the same time.

“Yes, about your wife’s psychic constitution.”

Ppeorong!

[An anonymous subscriber tells me not to talk about that!]

The indirect message window tried to dissuade me, and the smile disappeared from the countess’s face.

“… …Why are you bringing that up?”

“I was wondering if there was a way to choose which soul to possess. For example, summoning a soul like in necromancy―”

“Your Majesty.”

Tak, the Count of Vermon put down his plate.

His complexion had noticeably worsened.

The Countess of Gott’s mediumship was something that had been kept secret even within the Counts of Vermont, so it was understandable that they were uncomfortable.

‘I really don’t like poking at other people’s wounds.’

I knew it would be awkward for both of you, but I had to ask.

“There’s something I really want to know about ice. I know it’s rude, but I’d like to hear the answer.”

“… … That’s not something I can do on my own.”

Her face darkened at my earnest request.

“If being a medium was something I could choose by my own free will, I would never have accepted another soul in the first place. I’m sick of it.”

“But, madam, I see now that you seem to be able to communicate with non-human beings.”

The day when Countess Gott visited the duke’s residence for the first time.

The one who possessed her at that time was none other than the owner of the original protection system.

‘If it is possible to possess non-human beings―’

Furthermore, wouldn’t it be possible to possess beings from other dimensions?

But Countess Gott’s complexion suddenly turned cold.

I’ve only seen that look once before.

“I think it would be better not to ask that.”

“ma’am?”

I had a feeling of danger.

I looked around hurriedly and saw that Count Vermon and his servants had already lost consciousness and collapsed.

“You are not a countess.”

“Yes. I am the successor to the original will. I have already warned you. If you do not submit to the fate given to you, you will not be safe either.”

He looked at me with frosty eyes.

My mouth was dry. He was really trying to kill me.

I was so scared that my hands were shaking, but I couldn’t back out.

“Let me bring Cayenne.”

“You’re being presumptuous.”

“Huh… … !”

His gaze suddenly took my breath away. At the same time, a warning window appeared before my eyes.

【WARNING! Action restrictions apply to the villainess Roselia.】

A powerful restriction that made it impossible to move even a single fingertip bound my entire body.

‘I can’t breathe.’

My breathing became increasingly difficult.

“I will get rid of someone like you without anyone knowing.”

Warning lights went off in my head.

My consciousness became blurred.

Death was right before my eyes, but I had a faint confidence that I would not die.

I had a clear premonition that no one would let me die like this.

Ppeorong!

【SYSTEM: A luck buff occurs due to the keyword effect of ‘#LuckMaxLevel’!】

As expected, this time luck came to my rescue again.