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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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It was my bad luck

Draven groaned and plopped down on the sofa. He smiled and added, "Father, I don't need much. You understand my expectations of you as well." Adam received a sarcastic smirk from Draven.

Adam understood the sly smirk on Draven's face. He inquired calmly while seated on the couch in front of Draven.

"My Prince, the thing you seek is not so simple."

Draven tilted his head in response to Adam. He knew Adam would not allow such an easy ascent. When Draven tried to accomplish anything calmly, the other person wouldn't allow him to do it; it was his bad luck. Every time there was pandemonium—murdering!—Draven faded away with it.

"Exactly why not, Father? Do I have anyone, or does the kingdom have anyone? I am the lone child that my father left behind. What do you want after that, then?" Draven inquired in a fade-up tone.

Adam let out a long breath and relaxed his shoulders. He gave Draven a logical response to all of his questions.