MVS 2

Chapter: 2

Sieta just wanted—

To live the life of an imperial princess who could laze around and live comfortably without working, exactly like she was doing now.

To achieve that… no matter how she thought about it,

there was absolutely no reason to suck up to Rosiate, who was destined to be executed by the female and male leads anyway.

‘No matter how amazing Rosiate is, she’ll eventually be executed by the male lead, Rasita.’

And besides, this was still a world where collective punishment existed.

From the start,

the story of <I Will Execute That Villain> began with Rosiate, the conquering tyrant, spilling blood in brutal quantities while subjugating other nations.

After all that bloodshed, after barely managing to kill the final boss…

They would spare the final boss’s daughter?

‘Even I think that’s ridiculous.’

So before that happened… Sieta had to escape the empire somehow.

At the very least, there was no place within the Sikan Empire where she could safely prepare for her old age.

‘Damn it.’

Why was everything around her nothing but landmines?

Having once again concluded that her situation was even more hopeless than she thought, Sieta suffered alone, tugging uselessly at her hair.

‘Of course, I’ll need guards, money, a way to hide my identity, and all sorts of annoying things… but still, it’s better than staying in the empire just to see my favorite character’s face and then dying.’

Sighing deeply,

“I’m— ugh. I’m going out for a short walk to clear my head~”

she said to the maid who had been watching her study history with a fond expression.

“Yes, Your Highness.”

The maid quietly stood and followed behind her.

Sieta didn’t particularly care about the maids who followed silently without even making a sound.

She boldly stepped outside her palace.

The risk of running into Rosiate?

‘Please, how far is Rosiate’s palace from here? Why would I worry about that?’

However.

Perhaps that carelessness brought misfortune.

She—

“…Huh?”

froze on the spot as she came face-to-face with a beautiful woman with long black hair, leaving her no room to escape.

Sieta had truly just come out to clear her head.

That was all.

So then—

“What brings my daughter outside her palace for once?”

By pure coincidence, after six years,

she had run into the final boss of the original story—and the mother of this body—Rosiate.

“I’m quite certain…”

Firmly.

“I told you never to leave.”

…This wasn’t Sieta’s intention at all.

At Rosiate’s icy voice, Sieta involuntarily stammered,

“Y-yes?”

Even she thought it was an unbelievably stupid reaction.

And sure enough—

“Hm.”

At Sieta’s foolish response, Rosiate’s snake-like eyes narrowed visibly.

But Sieta felt wronged.

It was true that Rosiate had once ordered her not to leave without permission.

But that was—

‘No, that was when I was a newborn, wasn’t it?!’

Was she supposed to stay locked in the palace for six whole years doing nothing?

That was absurd.

Seeing her past-life favorite character and current-life m— no, biological mother for only the second time, Sieta’s mind twisted into knots.

And perhaps Rosiate, sharp as she was, noticed Sieta’s tangled thoughts.

She smiled with her eyes and spoke naturally, unconcerned by Sieta’s clumsy reaction.

“My lovely daughter.”

At the word lovely coming from Rosiate’s mouth, Sieta forced her face not to crumple.

‘Lovely, my ass.’

As if. She tried to kill me out of love, huh?

Not satisfied with trying to kill her right after birth, now she was picking a fight just because she came out for a walk.

Feeling a flash of memories, Sieta squeezed her eyes shut.

‘I tried so hard not to run into her.’

Of course,

even if Sieta tried to avoid her, if Rosiate wanted to see her, she would have forced it.

Still, until now, there hadn’t been any major issues.

Why?

Because Rosiate hadn’t paid Sieta any attention and just did her own thing!

‘So why now?’

Sieta had only gone out for her usual, meaningless walk!

The only difference was that Rosiate was now standing in front of her.

Had her feelings changed after six years?

Otherwise, this situation made no sense.

After all, Sieta was walking the same route she always did.

‘It’s even near my palace.’

No matter how she thought about it—

‘Rosiate approached me on purpose, didn’t she?’

Reaching that conclusion, Sieta stiffened and tried to say something while staring into Rosiate’s pitch-black, dead-looking golden eyes.

But—

“So, my daughter.”

The one who spoke first was Rosiate.

“For what reason are you outside the palace, despite my orders?”

The added implication—Is my daughter so foolish that I must repeat myself?—made Sieta’s face turn pale.

This was bad.

No, seriously. This was really bad.

The pressure from Rosiate’s smiling face was overwhelming.

Sieta desperately kept up a childish smile, but

‘This is too much.’

cold sweat streamed down her back.

Seeing Sieta fluster and unable to speak, Rosiate gazed at her with merciful eyes, then said,

“I suppose I must hold someone responsible for this negligence.”

She reached a conclusion.

Sieta yielded to Rosiate’s chilling gaze.

After hesitating, she blurted out,

“I… I guess that’s right!”

And on top of that, her pronunciation was unclear like a child’s.

Her face grew even paler at her own idiocy.

Rosiate lifted the corner of her lips.

“Yes, a good child.”

As if pleased that Sieta had at least that much sense, Rosiate smiled gently and stroked her hair.

And that day—

Every living being in Sieta’s palace, except Sieta herself…

was executed.

Hearing the screams echo, Sieta squeezed her eyes shut.

The one who forced her eyes open was—

“You should watch, my daughter.”

In Rosiate’s calm, low voice,

“After all, they are dying…”

“because of your mistake.”

Their crime was none other than—

‘Negligence in attending the imperial princess.’

Sieta couldn’t understand Rosiate at all.

‘Why?’

Why, really.

Why was she doing this to her?

The people in the princess’s palace had done nothing wrong.

Sieta hadn’t grown particularly attached to them, and they had treated her as part of their job—but still.

They were innocent.

‘She didn’t care at all until now… so why all of a sudden?’

As Sieta became unable to read Rosiate’s intentions, fear and suspicion sharpened her gaze.

And when Rosiate met Sieta’s unyielding stare—despite her losing everyone in her palace—

her eyes gleamed.

“Ho.”

With interest.

An interest in a direction Sieta would never welcome.

* * *

Before Sieta could even recover from the emotional wounds inflicted by Rosiate’s perfect gaslighting,

she was forcibly brought along to watch Rosiate’s hunting competition.

‘Why are you taking a kid to a hunt?’

She had never once come to Sieta’s palace before, suddenly massacred everyone there, and now dragged her to a hunt?

It reeked of ulterior motives, and Sieta narrowed her violet eyes.

‘Wait… could it be.’

Since she couldn’t execute her own daughter directly, was she planning to get rid of her during the hunt?

‘What did I even do?!’

Her face stiffened as possibilities flashed through her mind.

And right on cue, Rosiate spoke gently.

“How is it, my daughter? Doesn’t it feel nice to be out?”

The words sounded like a deliberate jab at Sieta for leaving the palace without permission.

Unable to respond properly,

“…Y-yes!”

Sieta reflexively answered in a cute, childish voice.