When My Enemies Began to Regret - Chapter 58 - 19. The Duke’s Successor (5)

In fact, Hanar wanted to throw away her elegant act and beat Fanora right away. But she couldn’t move as she wanted. It was because she didn’t know what would happen if she carelessly beat Fanora, whose behavior changed.

 

“If you wait a little bit, that child will leave this mansion.”

 

“When will she get married?”

 

“As soon as Duke Jalier pulls himself together.”

 

Hanar decided to persevere for a while rather than risk it for nothing.

 

“…Okay. Huh, I’m going to put up with it. Anyway, I’m losing my bones from studying hard for my family…”

 

“Yes, yes. Did you have a hard time today?”

 

“Putting aside the hardship, I’m going to die of worry. How does the Celsius family make a noble name? But what was the father thinking of such a child!”

 

“That’s right. Sit down and rest. I’ll make you some nice tea.”

 

It would be over in a minute. Everything would get better. The sudden change in her behavior must have been a wake-up call ahead of her social debut. What would change if that weak child made up her mind?

 

Hanar guessed that no matter what Fanora did in the future, in the end, the future Hanar most desired would come true.

 

* * *

…and it was at 11:59 pm that day.

 

I almost killed Hanar and Purson because of anger. Fanora prepared the stationary, sat down at her desk, and stared at the air while waiting for the midnight novel. Her eyes were fierce as she fantasized about twisting Hanar’s neck.

 

Why did I meet that pair today? But Fanora had no time to be immersed in her murderous intent. It was because a second later, at 12 o’clock, glowing letters appeared in front of her eyes.

 

“…”

 

As the next page of the novel unfolded, Fanora skimmed through the contents first.

 

<Vasago: If you don’t like your fiancé cheating on you, you should tell him. So why are you telling me to stay away from him?

 

Fanora: (Glaring)

 

Vasago: I only share friendship with him. I treat him with no self-interest, so don’t try to suppress the behavior of innocent people for nothing.>

 

The familiar lines stuck in her eyes.

 

“Huh.”

 

It was exactly the same. When she saw all the remarks that she thought Vasago had made with her own will, written without a single mistake in the lines of the novel, she suddenly laughed out loud.

 

“Haha.”

 

Fanora was once again speculated might be a character in this novel. It had been several months since she had seen the midnight novel called ‘Dangerous Love,’ but she had never been confident about her guess as she is today.

 

“Ha…”

 

Still, what’s the point of feeling down now? Fanora quickly got her emotions under control. Even if this world was really a piece of paper made by the author’s hand, it didn’t matter. She could feel that she was alive just by the touch of a pen in her hand. That alone was enough reason to aim for revenge.

 

“…”

 

Fanora then calmly copied the novel in front of her. In the middle of the novel, her character is dragged out of the banquet after being slapped on the cheek.

 

<Vasago: Brother, did you do that because of me?

 

Preta: She dared to touch my sister! When your father hears this, he will jump up from his seat! Did you get hurt anywhere?

 

Vasago: I’m fine.>

 

And during the desperate process, Fanora received a formal complaint, and she found out who came up with the idea for her to be charged with assault.

 

“Vasago didn’t do it. It must have been her cousin, Preta, who brought up the topic.”

 

This was both an advantage and a disadvantage of the novel. Since Vasago was the main character, the novel developed from her point of view, and Fanora took the opportunity to learn what Vasago didn’t do. Then, taking this into account, will Vasago’s name be erased from the novel if she kills her…?

 

“But why does this princess just stand still and listen to her brother’s words?”

 

Fanora’s angry murmur proved that such a thing couldn’t happen. No matter how much this novel was written in favor of Vasago. Even from Vasago’s POV, Fanora was just a gloomy woman obsessed with her friend. Even if all the remarks were just for Vasago.

 

From her point of view, who lived in this world under the name of Fanora Celsius, she couldn’t keep Vasago alive. That’s right, she once tried to understand Vasago’s behavior. She once tried to forgive Vasago because everyone in the world who had hurt her had their own reasons.

 

“She could have stopped them…”

 

But years had already passed when forgiveness came to her mind, and Fanora had already crossed the line and started walking on the wrong path.

 

“…”

 

She was constantly in despair, like a bottomless pit.

 

Fanora stopped her hand from moving the pen and slumped over the desk. There were still glowing letters floating in front of her eyes. As she lowered her gaze, the letters at the bottom floated to the center of her vision.

 

“…?”

 

But right after that. Faced with today’s novel’s ending, Fanora raised her body.

 

<5. Shopping Street

 

A few days later, Vasago, who left the shopping street at the suggestion of Aloken to ease her mood, encountered unexpected rumors while walking down the street.

 

Aloken: Ah! Did you hear that? The black-haired lady from the last time.

 

Vasago: Are you talking about Naverius’s fiancée?

 

Aloken: She committed suicide. Her body was washed up by the waves and was found yesterday.

 

Vasago was greatly surprised.

 

Aloken: I thought you’d be happy to hear this news, but you don’t look good.

 

Vasago: How could I be happy? A person died.

 

Aloken: Wasn’t that you didn’t like that person? I heard she told you to stay away from your friend. She spilled wine on you, and…

 

Vasago: It’s so devilish to want someone to die just because something like that happened!

 

Aloken: Touching you is enough reason.

 

Vasago: No way… Aloken, what you did…

 

Aloken: (Laughing) It wasn’t like that.>

 

The character of Fanora in the novel dies. Guessing the timing was around the fall of this year, then at the end of September of the year she celebrated her 17th birthday.

 

“…”

 

In fact, this was the original role of Fanora Celsius. When her fiancé was taken away by the perfect and beautiful Vasago, she poured the wine on her, blamed her, and uttered a few curse words to her, then she paid the price for becoming a villainess.

 

How many romance novels have expressed ‘an evil woman who is jealous of the main character and shouts to stay away from her man’. Fanora had a similar role. She was a character consumed for the so-called ‘refreshing scene’ to show how confident Vasago’s personality was in this world and how she won’t tolerate it if she was attacked.

 

On top of that, this scene also hinted at how much the people around her loved her, how overprotective they were, and the character of Aloken, who won’t mind killing someone for her sake.

 

“…Just for some of these trivial scenes.”

 

With her trembling hands, Fanora wrote down every letter that appeared in her diary.

 

“My life is…”

 

As she lowered her head, her long black hair draped over like a curtain, making it difficult to see her expression.

 

“All the conversation I’ve had is recorded in this novel, so how can I pretend that the magic I see in front of me is an illusion?”

 

Fanora believed in her heart that the magic she saw every midnight was true. Everything in this novel was probably events that occurred before ‘Haures came to see midnight novel just like her’.

 

“Because Haures has a poor and incompetent status in this novel.”

 

The two were the only humans she knew who didn’t move as described in the midnight novel. One was herself, and the other was Haures Hoppen, who had already passed away.

 

“…”

 

Fanora thought in her head for a moment, collecting her emotions. The letters that appeared in front of her were wiped off with her hands to make them disappear, and soon her eyes were filled with empty space.

 

“…”

 

And a few seconds later. Staring at the empty space with her bloodshot eyes, she opened her mouth. “…Why did I die so early?”

 

There was one more thing to point out from this midnight novel. The timing of her own suicide was too early.

 

“The timing isn’t right.”

 

Fanora raised her hand and took some notes in the corner of the note with handwriting that only she could understand. My suicide attempt was when I was 20 years old, war was in full swing when I was 19 years old, and I was busy at 18 years old in prison…

 

Thud. As she wrote, she stopped her hand and tilted her head. It was a questionable expression that soon came to her face.

 

“But, in the novel, I died in the fall at the age of 17?”

 

She definitely lived longer than that. And Fanora soon realized why she died faster in the novel. Ah. That’s right. That must be the reason. Come to think of it, in my past life, my fiancé seduced me with sweet words even before I was greatly scolded by my father and depressed.

 

Clap. Fanora clapped lightly even though she was alone in the room. After that, I lost all my fortune in an investment scam designed by Haures.

 

Fanora smiled refreshingly like a child who solved a math problem she had been struggling with. Besides, Haures, who had received a fortune, falsely framed me and sent me to trial. I didn’t have time to think about dying for a while, so I went to the beach until later!

 

Wow! Then I lived for several years more thanks to the variable called Haures! Fanora laughed to herself without making a sound and suddenly stopped all her actions.

 

“…”

 

She shouted in her head the harshest curse she’d ever seen in a book.

 

* * *

The next morning.

 

“…”

 

Brush. Brush. A brush with stiff bristles seeps through the wavy black hair. The young woman sitting in front of the mirror had her forehead pressed with a dark expression. At the same time, the servant behind her carefully combed her hair.

 

“Lady.”

 

“…”

 

“Lady?”

 

But even when her hair was done, the young woman didn’t answer. She kept silent with a serious face, but when the servant spoke again, she reacted belatedly.

 

“Lady, are you feeling unwell?”

 

“Huh? N-No. I’m just daydreaming.”

 

Fanora pressed her temple, which was throbbing with pain. She had a really bad dream today, perhaps because she had read the novel in which she died.

 

Suddenly, there was fancy food on the family table, so she hurriedly ate it. And in that dream, her body was twisted and falling down because the food contained poison in it.

 

Why did I have such a dream now? Of course, part of this dream actually happened, which made it even more disturbing. Still, if she broke down here, it would be a waste of her second life.

 

Maybe this is a revelation that my next target will be poisoned. Fanora decided to think only the best thoughts possible. However, this method alone rarely made her feel positive, so she decided to move her body recklessly.

 

“I should change my hairstyle today. Please tie it up high like this.”

 

“Yes, Lady.”

 

Fanora arrived in a suburban meadow with a body that had been redecorated and accompanied by a servant, which was her exclusive maid. Only then did Fanora look around as the coachman dropped her off in an empty field with no buildings.

 

Because I can’t ride a horse on my own in the corner of that mansion. The reason she came here was to learn horseback riding. There were several famous houses in the Celsius family, so she could probably learn to ride horses without leaving the mansion if it was a normal situation.

 

However, for some reason, around the age of 13, when she first showed interest in horseback riding, Hanar prevented Fanora from approaching the stable, saying, ‘riding a horse at your age is dangerous’. But you let your son ride a small horse to his heart’s content back then. There was a man who didn’t like when Fanora had a fight with her family, so she would have to work hard to avoid a fight.

 

Fanora adjusted her riding clothes and stepped into the meadow. Then someone who recognized Fanora, jumped out of the hill.