Chapter 3. Her ambition for the second time in her life.

Hey, do you know what Belladona means?
My sister's ear-sounding voice was as sweet as an angel. But soon it turned out to be the most virulent thing in the world.
Ah, he's finally dead.
Eve's mind flashed for a moment.
'Rosie! How come...…
There was a sense of betrayal. It was only then that I realized something was wrong.
"Did you say this was your goal from the start?’
As soon as I opened the poison bottle, I had an urge that I couldn't stand without drinking.
Now that I think about it, it was obviously a seduction spell.
"Rosie, you're the last royal chosen by Michael. But why do you have to... … can't be…?'
Eve had an idea that crossed her mind.
For Michael, the existence of Rosenit was, after all, an imperial prisoner who was kept alive because of the Stone of the Sage.
If there is only one prisoner, it will be difficult to cope with the contingency of Rosenite's betrayal or failure to succeed.
Michael would have needed insurance because of needed insurance.
Michael locked me in a cage bedroom, not a dungeon. Maybe he was trying to use it as a replacement when he left me after keeping me in the first place. Rogie, the monopolist, can't tolerate this.’
Everything became clear.
"Today was my execution day, the execution method was decided by the execution method, and everything Michael told me to do was a lie! You scared me out of my wits and made me drink poison! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
It was ironic.
The judgment that was lost due to the fear of death only returned at the moment when it crossed the threshold of death.
"The whole thing was a trap. How can this be? How! How...…!’
Struggling with betrayal and anger.
It was a moment when I felt unfairness that I couldn't close my eyes even after I died.
Eve's eyes opened like a lie.
"Oh, my God!"
Tears that had been gathering under the eyelids flowed, and the familiar ceiling was visible in the open view.
Saliva, bedroom...?’
Eve was greatly embarrassed.
"What, what, I'm not dead?"
In such a surprise, my heart has been broken by my beating heart.
This feeling of near-painfulness was beyond the reach of a heart paralyzed by Belladona's poison.
He's alive, obviously he's alive, not dead.
"I... I'm not dead...…?”
His voice was also normal.
The vocal cords, which had been ruined by poison, surprisingly functioned.
It seemed certain to be alive.
My breathing calmed down to some extent, and my body calmed down from constant excitement.
But her spirit still had a shock to come to terms with.
'Well, what the hell is going on here...…?’
It was a familiar room, but it was neither a confined room nor a room used by 25-year-old Eve.
A room decorated with wine-colored wallpaper, dark walnut-wood furniture, and grey silk insignia.
Famous for being the darkest and dreary in the Imperial Palace, this was the room Eve stayed in until she was 23.
What is it? What is it? Why am I looking at this again? It's a missing room. It's been used as a warehouse since we moved out two years ago.’
Eve looked up at the ceiling with a stiff face and thought.
'Uh, um, yeah. Let's calm down. It's not like a dream or a fantasy...….
Don't tell me this is……oh, no. That can't be right, can it? I may have been confused because I've been delusional more than a hundred times in prison that I can do well if I go back to the past.’
For now, he decided to start checking the truth with the greatest possibility that he would be out of his mind.
She used her minor magic to concentrate and feel the surrounding mana.
"I don't think it's a magic fantasy.’
Eve stepped carefully out of bed and stood in front of the full-body mirror. And I almost screamed.
Oh, my God!
Inside the mirror, there was a confidence that seemed to be in his late teens at best.
I groped my face because I couldn't believe it with my eyes.
While touching a cheek that was less baby fat, a lime-blonde with one braided roughly caught my eye.
The rustic, disheveled hairstyle was something I used to wear when I couldn't be bothered to focus on alchemy research as a child.
It was too delicate for someone to call it a magic fantasy.
At this point, I had no choice but to come up with a hypothesis.
"Are you going back to your childhood?’
It seemed that what he had been delusional about while hitting the ground in prison.
I can't believe it. You'd better ask when you meet your teacher."This wasn't an answer just because Eve was worried.
Time regression is a miracle area far beyond the realm of magic and alchemy.
Such a thing would have to be wise enough to get a clue.
Opportunities that fell into the hands were more important than worries without productivity.
Eve untied her braids and looked straight in the mirror.
'This is real. Then what we need to do is...…
The amber eyes in the mirror sparkled strongly.
"You have to be a princess.’
When Eve had finished organizing her mind to some extent, there was a lady with brown bobbed hair who opened the door and came in.
It was Sedella, Eve's exclusive maid.
"You're up early, Your Highness. Have you slept well?”
"Oh, Cedella. Good morning.
Today, it's very...…
"What? What is it?"
"You look young."
"Really? Last night's honey pack seems to be working well." It was enough to see Cedella rejuvenating.
Eve decided to fully accept the reality that she had returned.
For now, it was urgent to find out exactly when it was now.
Eve took a sip of our black tea and asked Sedella.
"Sedella, what do you have in mind this week?”
"Not really this week. Instead, next week is important. It's the 16th birthday of 8th Empress Rose Knit."
I heard the name of my half-brother who urged me to poison him.
Eve's face seemed to be stiff, but her attention was immediately focused on the phrase "16th Birthday."
If his half-brother, who is an older brother, is two weeks away from 16, he means he is 17 years old now.
Eve was 25 when she died, eight years younger.
"Wow, that's great."
Cheers were an act of inequity as an empress, but Sedella laughed as if she understood.
"Yes, it's a great day. Hwangnyeo and Hwangja's 16th birthday is special.
You know, when you're sixteen, you choose your own Homunclus knight. "Oh, yeah. Gantaeksik."
"Gantaeksik is the flower of the imperial palace event and the best dream.
I think it's a very important day to choose someone to share a relationship with."
"Yeah, yeah."
Eve's answer was soulless. Eve remembered that Rosenit replaced the article she chose when she was sixteen in three years.
Nothing less than to put Michael on the spot.
The former Eve would have poured cold water on him by responding in a critical tone as soon as Gantaeksik was mentioned.
But now that it's back it's different. Eve kept Sedella chattering away.
"Homunclus, who had been trying to stamp her face since the beginning of this year to become a direct knight of the 8th Empress, lined up. Well, I suppose it would be a great honor to be his direct knight, since you are a great white rose of the Empire."
"……what is the white rose of the empire. Belladona of the Empire."
"What?"
"Huh? Why are you talking, Sedela?"
Eve slyly retorted and lifted the teacup handle and sipped the black tea.
The pinky raised above was very elegant.
"Oh, no, it's not. I heard something more interesting than that. In fact, Her Majesty the Eighth has already named her "Homunklus" as her immediate knight."
"Who is that?"
"It's a homunclus called Silvestian. Remember the unique silver-haired homoon Klaus in the front row at the inspection earlier this year? That article."
"Ho."
The information from Sedella's mouth was true.
In fact, the Homunclus knight Rosenit chose at the age of sixteen and abandoned it for three years was Sylvestian Millard.
Surely he was the most appropriate ornament for Rosenite, now called the Empire White Maze.
Both swordsmanship and magic were recognized for their abilities, but it was rare for a homoon-clue with dark hair colors because they had bright silver hair.
Silver hair was highly rare because decoration was more valuable than homoon-clue ability for the imperial family anyway.
But how did Sedella know that I didn't know in my old life?’
Eve found it interesting how Sedella knew about Rosenite's liver-eating.
"Sedella, where the hell did you hear that?”
"The Hadelun Times.”
"Oh, that prick...…
It was a yellow newspaper famous for its provocative titles on the private lives of the imperial people.
Eve puts a chuck hand on Sedella's shoulder. I asked seriously, looking at Sedella, who was nervous.
"Do you subscribe to it regularly?”
"What? Yes..."
"That's great. Please let me know if you have anything important to tell me. That's very helpful.”
"Oh, yes! I'm glad you're of help. I'll do my best to read it.”
Sedella thought she would be scolded for looking at useless things, but seemed pleased to receive the encouragement.
Eve grinned bitterly, putting the teacup around her mouth.
This is because in his last life, he reflected on whether he only scolded his maid like a teacher who was too well-informed.
'Let's live flexibly in this life. It's enough to live like a wise man in the corner of the room.’
Episode 6.
It was time for Eve to put down the empty teacup and wash his mouth with blind water.
While organizing the teacup, Cedella opened her mouth a little somber.
"But you know what? In fact, there are a lot of homuncluses who want to dedicate their allegiance to His Highness Vuenrose."
"You're going to be the exclusive knight of the empress without a backseat like me? No way. The Hadelun Times should also listen to more than half of what it says.”
"No, it's not the Hadelun Times, it's the way I see it, hear it and feel it. My empress has such a good reputation among the homunculus."
"Ah, my maid of honor, Cedella. You give me such a good impression."
"It's true...
"I don't know anyone else, but I have to be really nice to Sedella. If I go well later, I'll buy Cedella a town house, find out where the palace is high, and I'll find out about her husband is. You trust me, don't you?
Wait a minute."
"Your Grace, please listen to me seriously. It's not a joke, it's real."
"I'm serious, too."
Somehow we couldn't reach each other's sincerity.
Sedella, frustrated and saddened, eventually said what she had in mind.
"I wish my highness would have a direct article."
"Oh, sin, I'm sorry, Your Grace. You don't like this kind of story, but I...…
"It's okay."
Eve shook her head quietly.
It wasn't just that I decided to live flexibly.
Eve wouldn't be mad at Sedella if it had been before the regression.
"I know Sedella is always worried about me. I'm sorry to make you always suffer from stubbornness."
" Your Highness••••••
Sedella was special to Eve.
Because Sedella was the only one who stood by her despite the hardships and physical hardships of the Imperial Palace because of Eve.
Eve's position in the palace was very poor.
The cause was primarily due to Eve's birth.
Eve's mother was a commoner alchemist who was not affiliated with the Imperial Alchemist Association but quietly secluded in the woods and cultivated alchemy.
If he had continued to sharpen his studies in the forest, he would have risen to the rank of wise man, but unfortunately, he became the ninth Empress in the eyes of Desmond II, who had visited the temple.
The eyes of the aristocratic society, which is not affiliated with the Imperial Alchemist Association or is not from a noble family, were not good at seeing the empress from the village.
Eventually, Eve's mother could not endure the stuffy imperial life and died before Eve was seven years old.
Eve, who had lost her mother, was forced to become a hard bread from an early age.
'If birth was the only problem, it was ignored, but it wasn't.’
Eve's mother was an alchemist who created the Golem (Soulless Hoakdoll) and cared for everything with consciousness and ego.
Growing up under the influence of his mother, Eve became aware that Homunculus was no different from humans.
In the imperial court, Eve's correctness never led to virtue.
Eve, who talks about improving treatment and rejects important imperial traditions such as appointing a direct knight, was a stone in the palace itself.
Eve was despised not only by the same royal family but also by the officials of the Imperial Palace.
Every time the imperial family was allocated a budget, Eve's share was almost basic, and she could maintain her life in the palace only if she lived frugally more than a decent aristocratic spirit.
"Oh, on second thought, you've put Cedela through so much!’
Eve, who crossed her arms because of her uprightness, must have been as frustrated as Sedella's eyes.
Just listening to the direct articles and conforming to the traditions of the imperial family could have won the favor of Desmond II, the emperor, and enjoyed the rights of the emperor.
"There were a lot of imperial people who wanted Sedella.’
Recognized for her ability to manage the seven emperor's household almost alone, Cedela received many love calls from other empress and the prince, but did not leave Eve until the end.
With Sedella always on her side, Eve was able to hold out in the palace.
'Of course I don't intend to do it again.’
Eve learned painfully in her last life that being right and being wise may be different.
If repeated, it was meaningless to pay expensive tuition fees.
In her last life, she ended up suffering. Ever since Eve was confined to a secret prison because the imperial family was in tatters, Sedella was never seen again.
Sedella was told by the guard that she was released from the palace without being executed.
It was fortunate that she survived, but my heart ached at the thought of Cedela wandering around and suffering from being kicked out of the palace.
The recollection brought bitter remorse.
Eve snapped at Sedella's hand to shake it off.
"I'll give you a real treat.”
"Your Grace?"
"Really. I swear."
"Uh... um... Thank you, by the way, Your Grace."
"Yes, Sedella."
"I want you to know that the path to luxury is the path to me.”
Eve, who was trying to impress Sedella, rather felt like she had been hit back.
I thought I was about to cry, but I said with a big smile.
"You're right? Let's go for a ride, Sedela."
"Yes, Your Grace!"
The morning dressing has begun.
There was no powder room in Eve's residence, so I washed my face on the spot.
Before picking out dresses and accessories in earnest, Eve decided to check one thing with Sedella.
"Who's giving my father a morning greeting today?”
The emperor of the Hadelamid Empire is allowed polygamy or polygamy Desmond II, who was particularly energetic, already had 10 daughters, 8 princes, and a total of 18 children.Since it was too much to gather 18 children at once and share family affection, four or five people were
divided into groups every week to decide on the morning visit schedule for weekdays.
Eve met Desmond II today and had a request.
However, there was no better opportunity than the morning visit, as the waiting order would have been pushed back a long time before the emperor could be seen.
Sedella replied.
"It's Her Majesty the Third, Her Majesty the Seventh, Her Majesty the
Eighth, Her Majesty the Fourth, Her Majesty the Fifth. Your Highness Ivien Rose is included."
"That's great... ..wait a minute. The third and eighth empress?"
"Yes."
The two twin princes in the back are of no concern, but the rest of the lineup was not good.
The third emperor was Bridgette, who ruined the country by building a harem as soon as she was named the crown princess, and the eighth emperor Bella Donna, who poisoned Eve.
Both were tough opponents.
"It's not often the day we get together. Oh, right. I guess today is the day.’ I just remembered.
A morning call to Desmond II a week before Rosenite's sixteenth birthday remained one of Eve's worst things.
Brigitte, the third Empress, spared no effort in winning Desmond II's favor to be crowned the Empress.
It was the day Bridgette set Eve up to show off his ability and used it thoroughly.
At that time, Desmond II was troubled enough to complain of a headache due to a decrease in the amount of rock mining.
Bridgete broached the issue and suggested tighter management of mining workers' quotas as a short-term solution.
In charge of mining labor was a lower-class homunculus called "failure".
Eve couldn't just listen and spill Bridgette's words to squeeze them further.
Eve, who is tactless and straightforward, refuted Brigite's words and expressed the urgent need to improve the treatment of Homunclus.
Bridgete then maliciously interpreted Eve's words, making her an empress who ignored the imperial tradition.
On top of that, a week before Rosenit's appointment, the atmosphere got out of hand when she sniffed, "Then, does that mean I'm a mean person who exploits Homunclus.
Desmond II, who had a headache, did not want to hear any more arguments, and the pearl-like tears of the Empire's white rose were enough to make Eve a rare evil woman in an instant.
Eve was ordered to return to his place by Desmond II, without even getting a chance to plead properly. I was kicked out.
Not only was the incident humiliating, but it also triggered Eve to fall out of favor with Desmond II in earnest.
Also, Desmond II, who became emotional, acted as one of the factors that ruined the country by making it go wrong.
'Yes, I regret it and I'm back in time, and it's strange that the day I came back isn't a major turning point.’
It was not just a morning call, but an important thing for life.
Eve's face became as serious as a man going out to the battlefield to fight the enemy.
"Whoa, what can I do?"
"Maybe not, Your Grace."
As if she were worried about something like that, Sedella smiled broadly and held out her most colorful dress.
"You have to decorate it."
Episode 7.
"Well, I see!"
Sedella's choice was a soft creamy silk material, a dress elaborately embroidered with small leaves on the skirt and sleeve ends.
The dress highlighted in green went well with Eve's blonde hair, which is slightly limey.
"The key is what to do with your hair. I'm worried. You have to confront your majesty, who is full of grace, and your majesty, armed with love, at the same time, right? I think it's important to balance elegance and loveliness in the middle, because if you're biased towards one side, you'll be compared to that side."
"Yeah, I don't want to go head to head yet.”
Each thought was different, but he had the same determination to visit in the morning.
Eve actively cooperated with Sedella unlike usual, who preferred to minimize the decorations.
At the Imperial Palace, the center of political and social circles, grooming was a duty, and depending on how well they performed their duties, the views around them changed.
"You have to work hard on whatever you need.’
Eve decided to conform to the imperial palace's physiology.
So I searched for past memories and took out information that could be used for decoration.
"Hmm, Sedella. I feel like Bridgette is going to do a thick braid, and Rosie is going to do a twin tail with a voluminous bottom."
"Shall we trust your sense? If it's a hair that doesn't overlap with styles and can cover both sides of the hair...… I remembered. Why don't you braid your side hair to make it look like a half ponytail and put a wave on the bottom to emphasize your loveliness?"
"Yeah, good."
The eyes, cheeks, and lips were tinted with light pink over the white skin.After finishing her makeup, a beautiful yellow woman with a fresh and healthy feeling was blinking amber eyes in the mirror.
Finally, it was time to choose jewelry.
Normally, I would have finished decorating only with green garnet necklaces and earrings, but not today.
"I need to use my mother's strength today. Sedella, please bring your mother's locker. Let's decorate it."
"Yes, you should decorate it properly today, Your Highness."
A small box-sized box of confectionery contained fine jewelry and accessories.
Eve only picked out pomegranate-colored jewels that were close to pink.
"Please put in as many hairpins as you can."
Like a man whose purpose is to make himself as heavy as possible, Eve wore a lot of jewelry all over his body.
There was something else to do.
"I think my dad has a lot of headaches these days. I'll have to prepare a car that's good for relieving.”
"The Emperor will love it. The tea you made is very delicious."
Combining tea, or tea blending, was a hobby of Eve.
Eve went to a pretty wooden workstation that looked like a dressing table and a bookcase combined.
There were various tea leaves, petals, and fruit pieces that Eve/ carefully dried and carved in a tin case under conservation magic.
In the drawer under the workstation, Eve's tablending recipe, which she values as much as her alchemy research, was guarded by security magic. "We don't have much time left, so we'll have to make it quickly.”
I chose the first recipe that stood out among the recipes that said it had a headache relief effect.
Add the weight of the ingredients and mix as directed by the recipe.
Tea with a subtle lemon balm scent was put in a pretty glass bottle and wrapped in a velvet pouch.
"Let's go now."
The East Star Palace, where Eve's room is located, was where the imperial ladies stayed.
The emperor Desmond II had ten dudes. Thanks to this, Eve was able to face the other empress as soon as she stepped out alone.
"Ivien Rose is saying hello to Icel. Did you have a good night?"
"Hi, Eve, what brings you up to date? I almost didn't recognize you without that rustic braid, man."
When people gathered more than two digits, order and rules were created.
According to the law of the Imperial Palace, the royal family, which has a low line of succession to the throne, first approached the high royal family and greeted them, so that they could leave their seats only after receiving an answer.
Eve was the thirteenth in line to the throne, so whenever she encountered someone, she had to bow her head first.
"I'm meeting Stephania. Good morning...…
"Uh, bye. I'm busy."
By this time Eve was already becoming a figure in the imperial palace.
It was normal for the royal ladies to pass without receiving a greeting.
Eve, unperturbed, waited for the blonde, roll-wavy yellow-haired woman to move away from her back and raised her head.
On behalf of Eve, Sedella whispered angrily.
"You're so mean. You didn't even get a proper greeting.”
"But where did you even answer? If you pass by pretending like you didn't see us, we'll have to stay still.”
In fact, in my last life, I was often bullied in that way by my husband's wife and my husband.
Once, I left Eve unattended for half a day in the hallway on a winter day, apparently because the princess Bridgette was very determined.
Warming was done by magic, but the punishment in the presence of other imperial ladies was very insulting.
Next to her, Sedella continued to vent her anger.
"The Sixth Empress says so. But it's too much for a maid to walk by without her being seen."
"How did you see that? You were bowing down with me."
"I can see it even when I'm bowing down. When it comes to our highness, I think the back of your head has eyes."
"That's great. It's comparable to the eye magic."
Eve and Sedella's steps to soothe their frustration with small talk reached the entrance.
When I went out of the star palace, the cool yet sunny spring weather welcomed Eve.
It's been a long time since I've been living in a closed room for a month and returned, so I felt like the sun was pouring over my body.
Eve took a monumental new step in life, briefly lost in emotion.
It was time to walk on a wide marble road with heels. There was a man who grabbed his ankle even after a few steps.
"Oh, my God!"
"Yves! Hey!"
Eve almost stiffened her expression.
'Rodge•••••••!'
It was Rosenit who anxiously called Eve with a faux-tailed voice.
It's time to face the killer earlier than I thought.
Whoo, let's calm down.
Eve took three deep breaths before she could clear her face and look back. "Sister... oh! I looked back."
Rosenite, in a light pink dress, was showing off her beauty all over the palace again today.
Seeing this, Sedella whispered a small admiration to Eve's ear.
"The Eighth Empress has real pigtails. Your Highness had a good feeling."
Eve stared at Rosinette, who was getting closer.
"Yves!"
Eve's amber eyes sank darkly as Honey Blonde's smiling girl, who seemed to be lovely from head to toe, came closer.
You're dead? Ah, finally you're finally dead?
It's just me now! Michael, the throne, it's all mine! Aha haha./
Eve's shoulders trembled because of the creepy voice she heard.
Rosie, you're loved by everyone, and you have everything you want. And Michael's child was already yours."
Blinded by the desire for monopoly, Rosenite poisoned Eve to solidify her position as the only imperial blood.
Killed a bloodline just to increase its value.
"You pretended not to put your foot in politics. You've been a very political and scary kid, you.'
If it hadn't returned, it might have been unjust and resentful and become a demon. It was a relief.
Before I knew it, Rosenite in reality was standing right under Eve's nose, smiling brightly.
"How are you, sister?"
"Huh? Sister? Why are you looking so hard?"
Eve came to her senses, and responded naturally.
"Why. Because you're so pretty today."
"Oh, my God, thank you. You put a lot of effort into your morning grooming."
It was a vague compliment.
Come to think of it, Rosenit has never returned the word "pretty" or
"handsome" to anyone else.
"By the way, why are you walking so fast. I've sung it so many times, but you pretend you don't know."
It was rude for the imperial family, who had a lower rank in the court, to sing farther back than five steps.
In the past, I would have gently pointed out my sister's wish for her brother to do well, but now Eve had no family affection for her.
Eve shifted the subject moderately.
"Rodge, are you on your way to your father's morning greeting?”
"Yes, you're not going to say goodbye today, are you?" Come with me."
"Let's do it, but there's someone I haven't seen."
Eve glanced at the back of Rosenite.
There was a young man with a polite and expressionless face. He was a silver-haired handsome man in the Imperial Guard uniform.
'If you're a silver-haired homunculus knight...…
I thought I knew who it was, but I waited for Rosenite's introduction.
"It's Silvestian Milad.I'm Homunclus, a member of the Imperial Guard. I asked for an escort to the main palace."

Chapter end