A Runaway Villainess, Now Healing In An Enemy Country - Chapter 2

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【Chapter 2】

At twelve years old, I fell for Chessier like it was destiny.

I couldn’t help but feel it was fate.

“Hello, Princess. Are you lost?”

The moment I saw that boy my age stubbornly swinging his sword on the forest path on the edge of the imperial city, the axis of my world shifted to him.

Having fallen in love, I gave up my position as the young duchess of Baltres and became engaged to Chessier.

For the past ten years.

All I wanted from him was the seat beside him.

“…But I couldn’t even get that.”

So just moments ago, I had definitely tried to kill him of my own will. And I was prepared to die with him.

I hoped that the aftermath would completely destroy my beloved and hated family, Baltres. I was that desperate, wanting everything to perish.

But just like how your mindset differs when entering and leaving the bathroom, my feelings now after becoming aware of my past life were exactly like that.

‘I don’t want to die.’

My current age and the age I died in an accident in my previous life were both twenty-two.

Life is too precious to die young again. There are so many things I haven’t done because of the pretenses of being the prospective crown princess and the princess of Baltres.

A villainess is still a villainess, I suppose – the problem is that I carried out my revenge too thoroughly.

It might have been more fitting for a villainess to stab the hateful female lead instead of the beloved male lead.

‘But it was Chessier who betrayed me.’

In truth, I neither envied nor hated Lishie as the world claimed. That girl was just a rolling stone.

One day, father brought her without any warning and seated her in the princess’s position – a pretty little orphan from the temple.

At first, I wondered about her value that seemed unknown only to me, then I thought she was lucky, and finally after she awakened as a saint…

That’s when it happened.

“Oh, Sister…?”

Wavy blue water-colored hair and vivid golden eyes.

Lishie, the female protagonist of this world with colors like dawn breaking in the morning sky, appeared.

The moment our eyes met, her face turned pale and she dropped the tray in her hands.

Crash!

“I thought your conversation was getting… long, so I just brought some refreshments…”

“Lishie.”

“But… but there’s blood… Why are you… so badly hurt?”

The teacups and other tea sets were miserably shattered, scattered across the floor. Lishie stumbled toward me, stepping on the debris.

Sacred golden light burst from both her hands.

“I’ll heal you with divine power. Just wait…!”

…Does she think I’m the one who’s hurt?

Well, from where Lishie had been standing by the door, Chessier wouldn’t have been visible behind the sofa. And I was covered in blood, so I must look like a ghost.

I gently grabbed Lishie’s wrist as she trembled like a newborn kid goat and led her toward Chessier collapsed on the floor.

“Lishie, calm down and look carefully. It’s not me who’s hurt, it’s His Highness.”

“…Gasp!”

“Surprisingly, he’s not dead yet, so you can save him with your divine power.”

Whether fortunately or unfortunately, the blade had gone in rather shallowly.

Because of this, his aura core, which wasn’t completely destroyed, seemed to be protecting his heart.

‘…I really don’t feel anything for Chessier anymore.’

Could the world really turn upside down this much?

My love had withered away in an instant. Just like the day I fell for him at first sight – it started suddenly and ended suddenly.

“Who on earth did…!”

“I did it.”

Lishie sat down beside Chessier and looked up at me with eyes widened in disbelief.

No divine power came from her hands.

It was somewhat strange.

In the ‘original story,’ Chessier would receive Lishie’s treatment at this point and survive unharmed, then hold a villainess execution ceremony. That was the climax of the middle part.

Watching quietly, her emotions were easy to read.

“You don’t love His Highness, do you? Do you perhaps hate him?”

Even in such a miserable state, her hand that hesitated instead of immediately pouring out divine power was telling me exactly that.

‘Chessier. Your noble love seems to be obsession after all.’

Come to think of it, in the original story, Chessier was what you’d call an obsessive male lead.

“…This is really ridiculous.”

My mood is so messed up I can’t tell if I’m pleased or displeased. I said carelessly.

“Lishie. You choose.”

“What? Could you at least explain what’s happening…”

“I was so angry I did this. Instead of just standing there stupidly, try doing something of your own will. Do you just want to be dragged around by men who claim to like you?”

“Why are you saying such things, I…”

“You can leave him to die like this and report me as the culprit, or you can save His Highness now, but don’t come looking for me. I’m going to leave very far away from now on.”

Right, I need to leave somewhere first.

‘If I stay like this, I’ll be on the execution platform immediately.’

Fortunately, only Lishie is here.

When Chessier gave this villa to Lishie, he said he wanted to be alone with just the two of them here. Because of this, there weren’t even servants to attend to them.

A lightning-like realization flashed through my mind.

‘If I’m going to run away, it’s now or never.’

Soon my older brother, Noaren Baltres, would arrive here. To take Lishie, who had been captivated by the crown prince, back to the ducal residence.

‘Let’s run. Quickly. To somewhere they can’t easily find me.’

Conveniently, if I cross the Mamut Mountain Range to the north from here, there’s the Belmayer Duchy.

An enemy nation in a precarious ceasefire with the Hilbarsia Empire, and where the ‘Demon Archduke’ resides.

‘That archduke will bring about the world’s destruction in a year though.’

For now, there’s no more suitable refuge than there.

If the world really ends, I’ll die equally wherever I am, and before that happens, the great saint will save the world.

…She will save it, right?

“Lishie, I’m counting on you.”

I couldn’t think any more coldly.

Even if things go wrong and I die in Belmayer, it would be better than ending my life on the execution platform like in the original story.

I’m done with a life controlled by the original story.

“Let’s never see each other again.”

Whoosh!

I tore open the window and jumped down from the second-floor terrace.

“…Sister!”

Lishie’s shrill scream followed me. Landing with the aid of magic, I mounted the horse I had tethered without looking back.

Racing north without a plan, I thought of only one thing.

‘I need to escape.’

From the Empire, and from my fate.

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