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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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Camilla is here

Adela swiftly opened the window, allowing the phoenix to glide in with a soft flutter. The moment it landed, she noticed its once vibrant colors had dimmed, now tinged with an ominous gray. Her eyes narrowed in concern as she softly spoke, "I guess you are right?"

The phoenix tilted its head, its gaze locking with hers, confirming her suspicions. Adela could sense that something grave had transpired at the castle. Turning to Elisa, she said with urgency, "I think I need to go there immediately."

Elisa, though worried, asked, "My lady, do you think this is truly so important?"

Adela glanced out at the sky, which had shifted from a clear blue to a threatening gray. It was as if the very air was heavy with foreboding. "Yes, Elisa," she replied solemnly. "Something bad is about to happen. I can feel it."