In My Next Life I'll Win the Heart of the Male Lead
There's nothing wrong with Adelaide's life. There's nothing wrong with being cheated on. After all, half of marriages end in divorce and most end from infidelity. There's nothing wrong with getting addicted to an otome game. After all, everybody has something they're obsessed with. There's nothing wrong with reincarnating as the villainess instead of the heroine. After all, the villainess is richer and more powerful. There's nothing wrong with the villainess chasing after one of the love interests. After all, it's not like he's the canon route. There's nothing wrong with Ophelia's life.
The Second Key
In a relatively short time, we arrive at the central room.
A grand chamber of black, obsidian-like stone. The surfaces glittering under the light of the magic orb floating above us.
At the center of the room is what appears to be a pool filled with a clear blue liquid. It seems to glow faintly, almost radiating a sort of...aura that is oddly captivating.
Something in me, my instincts, are urging me not to get near it, a sensation akin to when one sees the ocean for the first time, and instinctively knows one must not rush headlong into it.
"As you can see." Valentine turns toward us expectantly. "There's nothing here. We got lucky enough to get this far, but there's not even anything worth risking life and limb for."
Lucas lets go of my hand and waves a finger at the minstrel. "Hush! No one asked you to come! You're a volunteer! Go on, shoo, fly, home to where you belong."