The Villainess Comes Back in Time to Find the One Who Truly Loved Her One Week Before Dying

The first time I learned her name and existence was the day Alan came to our mansion with a very depressed face. When I was surprised to hear what was going on, he told me that he had undergone magic measurements while he was falling apart.

"My magic, it's so shoddy... Chelsea seems so strong, why..."

I remember seeing his face about to cry made me feel so sad too. How good would it have been if I could have divided my magic power between him.

"These words may not even give you a break... I belong to Alan. That's why all my magic belongs to Alan, too. Use my magic to your liking?

"... thanks"

Leaning on him for a while to make sure he was just a little better, then I asked him what I couldn't help but notice in his words earlier.

"... by the way, who's Chelsea?

I first learned at this time that he had a sister who was three years younger. When I found out about your sister's existence, I became jealous and alert to him or his blood-connected, fruitful sister.

"I'm proud of her for being with him from birth and spending longer time with him than I am," she said, "because Alan is too nice, maybe your sister will be a severe bracon".

... I think you're a really nasty kid while I'm at it.

Then he started telling me stories about his sister sometimes. It's a shame my parents grew up with a very exhausting personality at first because they spoil my sister, when I was younger I was an honest and cute sister, and most of the stories about things like that.

One day, he was very worried that his sister had an unexplained high fever and fell asleep. Fortunately, the fever seems to have dropped and recovered in a few days, but he was very saddened about it, as he still had the after-effects of memory problems after his recovery.

Your sister seemed to have a strange attitude towards her family instead, although she lurked the ringing until then because of the loss of some of her memories. While I was having a high fever, I meant that I was only open minded to the exclusive maid who clicked on me thoroughly.

When I heard that story, of course I felt pity for your sister, but somewhere I was relieved and even delighted that your sister had become a relative attitude towards Alan.

... I think you're a really shitty person while I am.

The first time I met your sister, I didn't realize at the time that the child was Alan's sister, but now I think it was a tea party at the Royal Palace to commemorate the second prince's ninth birthday.

A girl practicing magic control in the corner of the venue stumbled into my sight doing her own routine work at a tea party, near Alan, of gently intimidating and intimidating the girls trying to get close to him.

Oh, it's rare.

For aristocratic girls, the Royal Palace Tea Party is one of the events I admire. Besides, the tea party that day was also a great opportunity for that second prince to play the lead role and to appeal to the second prince to remember his face and name.

I can't believe you're practicing silent magic control in a place like that. How magically interested are you, or are you suffering from some symptom, like I used to be, due to the lack of magic control?

(Dark attribute and... water attribute maybe)

While her magic was a beautiful blue-purple night sky color, it made her feel somewhere disastrous. I guessed black purple, which represents the dark attribute, and water, which represents the water attribute, mixed colors.

And although that magic isn't monstrous like mine, it's quite a level... right. It was more powerful than the Four Heavenly Kings of this country, for example, who visited our mansion the other day.

With all that magic, and very few in number compared to other attributes, fitters of dark attributes with many things that have not been elucidated in terms of their nature and characteristics. It's not strange if there were any side effects.

The next moment I noticed another girl approaching Alan, so I missed the time to speak to her, but the girl with the powerful magic of the dark attribute was in my memory.

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"This is the first time you've greeted me in person. Nice to meet you, Master Chelsea. I am close to Master Alan, my name is Silvia Reinhardt. It's so good to see you."

"Nice to meet you. My name is Chelsea Rosedale. It's good to see you again."

The reunion with the girl of the dark attribute came unexpectedly and immediately. That was a few months after the tea party, when I visited the Rosedale family for a social report with Alan.

(You said she was like Chelsea.... so cute)

Greeting me with a full grin, she was such a cute girl that when I looked nearby I arranged Alan's face parts as they were girly. Alan's face is the most beautiful, God's greatest masterpiece in the world, so her beauty just like Alan's was also too eye-catching for me.

"Now, if you'll excuse me. Good luck, Master Sylvia!

"... Huh? Yes. Thank you."

Only a little public talk before Master Chelsea left the salon.

... good luck, is it? Alan, did you tell her the purpose of today's visit beforehand?

In any case, at least it didn't seem like my first impression in her was bad. Good for you. We're going to have a long relationship.

To tell you the truth, there are problems between me and Alan in socializing, so I was hoping to get along and get her to be on our side, if possible.

Then, as Alan predicted, Alan's parents answered that they would hold off on whether or not to admit to socializing. I respect the feelings of the two of you, and I don't disagree, but there are so many issues that have to be resolved if the two of you are to be engaged as well.

So at this stage, I refrain from making social announcements, and the first thing I did was take a few years to prove to me that the two of us didn't change our minds, and so on.

By the way, when I reported with Alan the other day, my parents' responses were similar. In short, I was rather dissatisfied with whether it wasn't buying time or just wanting to wait for us to change our minds.

But thanks to Alan's convincing and accepting of my parents' responses and Alan's strong insistence that we can't just give way here, and my parents' promise not to talk about my engagement from other houses to Alan in the future, for now, I also decided reluctantly to accept this conclusion.

But all I wait for is ten years. I decided to wait until my 22nd birthday to get a happy marriage with him that would not hurt anyone and Alan would not be sad, blessed from both houses. Ten years. What a very temperamental period for me. I want to compliment myself.

But if I'm 22 years old and you still can't admit about us then because I'm in Reinhardt and he's Rosedale... Both Reinhardt and Rosedale will be crushed then. Turn it off.

It was me who headed to the venue of the dinner thinking about not being so serene, but I was much soothed and inspired again thanks to Master Chelsea for attending the dinner with me.

She was a naive, innocent youngest child character, a child who made everyone feel calm and fun just because she was on the spot. Besides, she was a very nostalgic girl who was also very friendly towards me for the first time.

I felt a little strange about what Alan was asking me about, but it was more like Alan and Alan's parents were confused by what she said and did than me.

But it seemed that my lovely youngest child had gradually won more happiness and love than confusion in her bright and squeaky appearance, and thanks to her, the dinner ended in a very peaceful atmosphere that day.

Alan told me later that apparently she was playing an unusual personality to soothe the place so I wouldn't feel uncomfortable at the Rosedale family.

And Alan even told me that she was rooting for us and that anything she could do would help.

When I heard that story, I almost cried. I was irrationally jealous of her that I had never even met, and it must have been a very painful event for her, me even rejoicing at the consequences of her memory problems.

For such an ugly me, still young, she worked hard to think and put into practice the utmost consideration she could. I was filled with deep gratitude to her and disgrace for myself.

After that, me and her quickly became friends. She had an extraordinary interest and upliftment in magic, so I decided to spare no effort in teaching her my skills with apologies and thanks.

At first I was a little wondering why you liked me, but since I saw her attitude towards magic, I've come to think that maybe she has taken an interest or a fondness for my abilities as a magician.

If so, I also feel a little lonely, but I told myself it was totally better than being hated.

It also conveyed that she was actually supportive of me and Alan's socialization. She has frequently invited me to the Rosedale Mansion by saying to her parents, "I invite you because you are my dear friend and master of magic, regardless of your brother's unauthorized lover or something".

But behind that word, Alan was always at home when she invited me, and she asked me a few magical questions and then she left somewhere saying, "Because I'm going to practice what I've just been taught," to make time for two with Alan.

While I repeat that, I have been able to break it down gradually with both the Dukes and servants of Rosedale, and the Rosedale family mansion has been slightly more friendly towards me.

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One day I saw the sight of mighty magic swirling violently on the beach of the Rosedale family mansion in my eyes as I was looking at the sea on my own veranda.

(Oh dear...!

I used flying magic straight from the veranda and flew to the beach of the Rosedale family. It was Master Chelsea there, as expected, in the shape of a ghost and in tears, with her body solidified as it was fixed with something floating in the universe. You can see the dark magic swirling over her whole body and bursting.

(The magic is going wild...!

I hastily grabbed her left arm and sucked her magic using Drain, the magic of dark attributes that takes away vitality and magic. And shortly afterwards, I put on her the finest magic of Holy Attributes: the Lisa Collection, which collapses to the ground and relaxes.

I don't know if this method is the right first aid, but I sucked away all the magic that was rampant and emptied it, and 'Lisa Collection' is an irregular move that instantly completely heals any injury if the subject of recovery isn't even dead, and also instantly fills up the depleted magic, so there probably shouldn't be any more.

"Dear Chelsea!! Dear Chelsea!!

And yet how can you be so anxious? When I realized, I kept screaming her name.

"Me... Ison..."

... Good! She whined someone's name like a bedtime speech. My first aid, looks like it worked! I'm sure I'm just temporarily losing my mind in shock right now.

... but who is Mason?

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"Dear Chelsea!! Great!!

After a while, Master Chelsea woke up. Me holding her by accident.

"... uh, is this...?

"This is Chelsea's home beach. Don't you remember?

"... me, I'm going to come to the beach and try 'Ruin' and so..."

"Yes, the magic ran wild and fell."

"... you helped me, didn't you? Sorry for the inconvenience."

I see you've been rambling your magic trying to 'Ruin'...

"Don't worry about that. How are you feeling better than that? I treated him once..."

"Yes, I'm fine.... Sorry, that helped. Thank you."

She gets up and bows her head deeply.

"You're welcome.... yeah, you seem to be recovering fine. I'm so glad you noticed right away."

This may be the first time I have ever felt so grateful for my insane ability to use the finest magic of Holy Attributes at the age of twelve. And then, by chance, out on the veranda, I am sincerely grateful for the good fortune of being found in her crisis.

"Sorry…"

"Never mind!... but you are. Let's get some more rest and then talk to me for a little while. From around the time they tried 'Ruin'."

Perhaps she has mastered all the elementary magic she can already master with her fitness and challenged her to master intermediate magic as the next step.

And the first intermediate magic to challenge is' Ruin ', the dark attribute she has the highest fit. I think it was a natural choice. But unfortunately, it's not the right choice.

Most importantly, if you were going to try intermediate magic for the first time, you wanted me to talk to you. Having a high spirit of upliftment and challenge is a good thing, but lack of prudence there can lead to putting yourself and your loved ones at risk, like this one.

Me passionately telling Master Chelsea that...... Dear Chelsea, who listens with a soggy and frightened ear. You're like me from earlier, my sister who preaches Netineti to my failed sister. But I want you to know I'm worried about her and I'm talking to you.

If you are aware, Master Chelsea has been dear to me in the last few months. She was the first same-sex friend she could have had, for me, who had few opportunities to deal with children her own daughter and her own age in itself, especially for a girl her age who only recognized her as an "enemy trying to take Alan away from me".

And at some point, I was starting to think of her like a real sister.

"I think of Master Chelsea like a real sister. That's why I'm worried, I'm angry". She told me that, and she said, "Then from now on, can I call you Sylvia, sister?"

... then what the hell is this cute creature...!

She also said that it was good to call herself out, but I thought that was just rude and I was going to call her "Mr. Chelsea" from now on.

When I first heard of your sister's presence from Alan, I could only have negative emotions. But now I, I can't help but be cute and cute about her. I'm already my sister-in-law Love. If you show up more to make my pretty sister-in-law cry, I, I could be very angry.

... because I will protect you all the time. Best wishes for the rest of your life, Mr. Chelsea.