The Villainess Carries a Strategy Guide

A woman was walking down the aisle alone.

With her black hair, gray eyes and contrasting sapphire jewelry on her ears and neck, she looked beautiful in her pure white wedding dress.

However, the scene was somehow strange. The woman, without her father, was walking down the aisle alone, mysteriously and beautifully.

There was no priest, not even a groom, at the end of the aisle.

When the woman reached the front, she knelt before God, and the thirty or so guests who were allowed to attend the ceremony knew exactly what she was thinking.

————She was praying.

She was like a shell just a week ago.

She wouldn’t respond to any conversation and didn’t realize she was hungry until she couldn’t stand up. She stopped reacting to anything in the outside world, as if she had left her emotions somewhere.

Her soul was restored by a girl famous among the nobility.

The girl, who was friends with the woman despite the difference in status between a commoner and the Duke’s daughter, saved the woman who was almost dismissed as the next queen.

Some of the guests hesitated to gather here today.

After all, the man the woman was supposed to marry was now missing. He was missing, and there was no guarantee that he would come back, no matter how many hundreds of years passed.

However, the king did not demote him from Crown Prince. He declared that he would not change anything as long as he was in good health and protected the position of women.

And now that woman, after finishing a long prayer, raised her face. Words spilled from her cherry-colored lips.

“Will you, marry me?”

That very small sound only reached the ears of just a few people.

The brother and father who were watching the woman from the front row twisted their faces in sorrow. The white snake riding on her brother’s shoulder also shed a single tear from its round eyes.

The woman took a breath, but still stood up with her back straight, and that was the moment.

GARAGARAGASSHAN.

If you had to put it in words, that was the sound that was heard from outside the ceremony hall. The sound that was too loud to ignore and was out of place in the venue, everyone turned around to the door.

————Someone is coming.

Tension runs through the venue. The king and queen are also present.

The blue-haired siblings drew their swords.

However, what was heard next from beyond the door was a voice that everyone knew well.

“Hey! What’s the date today?”

At that moment, the woman forgot to breathe.

“Uh…uh.”

With unsteady steps, she went down the steps, let out a deep sigh, as if she was expelling all the moisture from her body, and shouted with all her might.

“Your Highness!”

The door opens with a force as if it might break. The man with golden hair and blue eyes was there, dressed exactly as he was on the day he disappeared.

As soon as he sees the woman in front of him, he calls out in a trance.

“Rebecca!”

The man with golden hair starts running. The woman in a wedding dress runs towards him, almost falling over.

In the middle of the Virgin Road (aisle), the two embrace each other as if they collide.

TL: That was they called in Japan

The woman clings to his body, about to drown in her own tears.

“I thought I would never see you again…!”

“I’m sorry, don’t cry so much… you prepared so well. I’m glad I made it in time, thank you.”

“You’re late! You’re late, it’s terrible, I’ll curse you until the end of my line…”

“Don’t curse your descendants because of me, it’s my fault.”

The man lifts the woman’s face, wiping away her tears carefully, as if handling a fragile object. Then he smiles.

“Rebecca, you’re so beautiful.”

The woman started to cry even more when the man began to speak.

A red-haired man followed the man, entered the wedding venue. He was holding the neck of a young man in an Academy uniform with his right hand.

Still crying, the woman noticed him. The man dropped his right hand luggage and approached the two of them.

The woman holds the man’s hand tightly and leans her forehead against it, crying.

“Thank you…,” she says.

“Don’t thank me. More importantly, you look beautiful in your wedding dress. Be happy. That’s all I care about.”

The man gently strokes the woman’s cheek and tries to leave, but she won’t let go of his hand. She knows that if she does, she’ll never see him again.

The blond man places his hand on the woman’s shoulder and turns to face him.

“It’s thanks to you that I was able to come back. And because of your deeds, your sins from 20 years ago will be absolved. You’re even close enough to the Crown Prince’s wife to be friends with her.”

The red-haired man blinks. The woman holding his hand and the man beside her are like his own children, whom he has watched over since they were small children.

Thinking about their future, the man lightly shakes his head.

“Sigh… Rebecca and Llewayne are reckless, so I’ll stay here a little longer. I want to see their children grow.”

The man whispers that he wouldn’t mind being called “grandpa,” and the woman smiles a large smile like a blooming flower.

This time, the woman walks down the aisle with many people wishing her “congratulations” with smiling faces.

She is accompanied by her real father on one side and the red-haired man, who is like another father, on the other.”

If you look at the seats of the guests of honor, you will see the silver-haired friend and the dark purple-haired friend crying with their faces all scrunched up.

And at the front of the aisle, the blond man is looking at the woman with a happiness that can’t be surpassed.

The woman’s cheeks are dyed with happiness.

On that day, the happiest couple in the kingdom was born.

~The End~