Chapter 2

The sound of Astor’s laughter rang in her ears.

He even predicted that if they infiltrated the emperor’s bedroom, they would be sentenced to death if caught.

However, she had never imagined that her mother would take the antidote she made. Isabella was in a complete panic now.

The medicine I made killed my mother. I… I killed my mother. No, it can’t be.

“Oh, Mother. Mother… No! No!!”

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Story, directing, leading roles, and even special extras. Everything today was flawless.

It was a very thoroughly planned show, as were all executions that eliminated political opponents.

“The former princess conspired with Duke Blake to surrender the empire to the Demon Realm. This is the secret agreement.”

Astor climbed onto the high platform and shouted vigorously.

“With a false peace agreement called the Marriage Alliance, the princess conspired with the Demon Realm and deceived the imperial people. This is a clear act of treason and treachery against the imperial family!”

A wicked bitch possessed by the devil! Kill that witch! Light her up! Burn her to ashes!

She could hear the loud cries of the crowd. There was a mixture of jeers for the princess and cheers for the prince.

Isabella was tied to a stake alongside Lily’s dead body. She looked at the crowd in front of her with empty eyes.

The secret agreement made her laugh. Despite the emperor’s dissuasion, it was a peace agreement signed with their life on the line after going through a fierce battle to negotiate.

“Mother, to save those people… you risked your life……?”

Lily had no answer to Isabella’s question. The dead are unable to answer.

Just then, she pressed her parched lips tightly. She felt a rush of shame.

It was the moment when the saint who saved everyone from the pain of war became a witch possessed by the devil.

“Also, Isabella, the daughter of the former princess, was arrested for attempting to kill His Majesty with poison. This is also a matter of extreme punishment. In response, the former princess and her daughter will be burned at the stake.”

What an evil witch for trying to kill her own grandfather! The witch gave birth to another witch! Never let her live! Kill her!

The angry crowd jeered in a more furious manner.

At that time, a man dressed more neatly than ever came up to the podium and paid tribute to the second prince. It was Isabella’s father, Count Collins.

“Now it’s my turn.”

Count Collins whispered softly in Astor’s ear. He had another lead role in the show, where his wife and daughter are dying.

Astor nodded and the count walked out to the center of the platform.

“Unfortunately, my beloved wife and daughter were possessed by the devil and became witches. For the safety of the country and the people of the empire, I brought my wife and children here with tears of blood.”

Count Collins cried in a trembling voice. His inspirational declaration stirred the crowd.

“I apologize for not being able to protect my family and letting them become the vicious devil’s women. I will burn them with my own hands.”

He was almost in tears. He needed tears and incitement to become a holy patriot instead of a man who shamelessly sold his wife and children to survive alone.

Who would punish a person who has sacrificed himself to cut off his own blood for the country?

Count Collins snatched the torch from the executioner’s hand.

“Execute!”

When Astor’s order was issued, the executioners lit the fire in unison.

The Count, standing in front of Isabella, wept as he looked hesitantly at his daughter.

It was the perfect crocodile tears.

“You’re good at acting. It was a disgusting speech.”

“So why did you do something useless? You deserve it.”

When Isabella said sarcastically, the count fired back in an insensitive tone and gladly lit the fire under his daughter.

The acrid smoke rose and her toes became hot. Her mother’s face was as calm as a lie.

Where did it end up wrong?

If only her mother hadn’t met this son-of-a-bitch. If only she hadn’t gotten pregnant. If only she hadn’t abandoned her status as a princess and the royal family. If only she hadn’t been born.

…Will my mother still be alive?

Isabella laughed at herself. Tears welled up in her unfocused eyes. Her existence was like a curse.

The flames shot up quickly and burned to swallow Isabella and Lily. She felt a sharp pain that made her faint.

If only she could turn back time. If only she could extract half her dirty blood. If only she could save her mother and tear them apart.

I’d give my soul to the devil.

“…See you in hell, Father.”

Her eyes darkened.

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Isabella Leonard.

An unknown voice was heard in the darkness that seemed to last forever. She didn’t know if it was a dream or not. There was no pain or sadness.

It was confusing. Leonard was her mother’s family name and the family name of the imperial family.

There is no soul. Let’s sign a contract.

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Her eyelashes trembled. Is she alive?

When she woke up, it was still dark. As she looked around with cloudy eyes, she began to see dimly as her eyes gradually adapted to the darkness. There was a shadow.

“…Who are you?”

“The devil. I’m here for you.”

With a simple introduction, the candles lit up all at once.

She and the devil were in the round candles as if they were about to hold a ceremony.

It was her first time seeing the devil she’d only read about in books. This is because there have been very few opportunities for humans to see the devil in person since the end of the Pandemonium War.

‘She’s frighteningly pretty.’

Would night look like this if she were to embody night? White skin, wavy black hair, dark blood-colored eyes.

She was a woman who was almost horrifyingly beautiful with her delicate, sculptural features.

She was a dangerous, eye-catching woman, or devil. She couldn’t tell her exact age, but she felt an indescribable sense of pride in her arrogant and detached attitude.

‘Maybe I’m dreaming.’

The blood of a sacrifice, and the intense desire of a man. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the conditions were met and the devil was summoned as soon as Isabella died.

‘But it is. It was not like I drew a magic circle or chanted a spell.’

She didn’t even think about calling it, but did she imagine that she would summon the real devil?

Isabella was absolutely stunned by everything in front of her. She rubbed her eyes in utter disbelief.

“Well, you are quite doubtful. Would you believe me if I show you my wings?”

When Isabella couldn’t put down her guard, the devil snapped her fingers. Black wings sprang out of her smooth back in an instant.

“I hide it within me except when I fly. It’s a drag.”