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Villainess Trains Her Assassin

[World: the 19th century] [Theme: Reincarnation and Royal Love] The daughter of the Duke, Adela Virginia, who was born with incredible magical power, tragically died once. Her last memory was of using her magic to destroy the royal family. She was so vengeful that she tamed monsters with her extreme power. Her actions wrecked everything. But, in the end, she discovered she was being exploited by the first prince, whom she had never seen. The prince, who was he? If she helped the prince, why was she killed? Who was the girl who fatally stabbed Adela? In her woozy vision, she couldn't see her face clearly. She could only remember one word the killer had used to express how frequently she hated her. "Adela, I hate you. I wish I could kill you when we first meet". When Adela opened her eyes, it was dawn. She was astounded to learn that God had given her a second chance. Will she be successful in discovering the truth this time? Will she meet the prince this time? Will she be able to find that murderer? ***Story*** *Bind you in hellbound. *Under the sunshine. *My tempting dummy/ Uncle, love me deeper. [Weekly Targets 400 power stones= 2 bonus chapters. 600 power stones= 3 bonus chapters. 800 power stones= 4 bonus chapters. 10 Golden Tickets= 2 bonus chapters. 100 Golden Tickets= 4 bonus chapters.]

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"Your royal highness"

James grinned when he saw Ian there. But he did not respond to Alfred; instead, he gave him a blank stare and left the area. When James walked away, Ian asked quietly, "Uncle, are you all right?"

After taking a deep breath, Alfred sheathed his sword and grasped Adela's hand. "I am OK. Adela, I think this is where we should end our work for the day."

Adela nodded nonchalantly as if she had nothing more to say right now. Because she could comprehend her father's level of rage. He warned her several times to stay away from the royal family, but she continued to draw near them.

Ian said hesitantly, "Uncle, we—"

"Ian, come over to my place. We'll talk about everything there."

Alfred rushed out of there in a minute after saying this. But he didn't even wait for Ian. Ian blinked his eyes, thinking that he should let them go first and then follow them. Ian turned to leave when he abruptly heard Francis calling his name.