I’ll Become a Villainess That Will Go Down in History

I stayed up all night for three days without going to school. Rosetta brought my meals.

She would always say, “Don’t strain yourself”, as if she was concerned about me. I left a letter at the front of the room telling Henry and the others not to bother me at the moment.

The only time I could get a break was when I ate my dinner. The rest of the time I spent studying.

I didn’t know what was going on at the school, but I knew that I didn’t belong there anymore. Because everyone had come to their senses.

…I had a few unsavory thoughts. I wish I had stayed under Liz Cather’s charm all along. Such a stupid thought crossed my mind.

They would take care of the things at school. I had to develop a potion that would help Gramps.

Even when I couldn’t concentrate, I somehow managed to inspire myself to read.

When I felt sleepy, I would read while walking. That was how badly I wanted to save Gramps’ life, and I wanted to do it as soon as possible.

And I had to learn more than anyone else. I was unable to use magic. I should be smart enough to know what was going on.

A passage caught my eye. I stopped scrolling and read the page carefully.

“Duelkis Kingdom?”

According to the book, the Duelkis Kingdom was the only country that could handle magic. I knew that there was no magic in the Ravaal Kingdom, but I didn’t expect that other countries also didn’t have magic.

…Does this mean that all the other countries except Duelkis Kingdom were completely based on the principle of merit?

There were stories of people rising from the ranks of slavery to the upperclass. Only Duelkis Kingdom had the ridiculous notion that if you had magic, you would be an aristocrat.

I always thought that Duelkis Kingdom was correct to assume so, but when I examined the book, I found out that it was wrong. Maybe it was this country that was wrong.

But there was no proof that it was correct. In fact, I didn’t even know if there was really no magic in any other country except the Duelkis Kingdom.

I would like to hear more stories from Alicia as soon as possible. But, as it was, I couldn’t go to see her.

I picked up a different book and started to understand more about the symptoms of the spotted disease.

I checked through every possible piece of information about spotted disease. I struggled to keep my eyes open. My eyelids were incredibly heavy.

I pinch my hands as hard as I could with my fingers and manage to stay awake through the pain. This was not the right thing to do. I knew that.

Still, I continued to read, reaching for a new book. At that moment, I found myself unable to stand up, perhaps due to exhaustion.

Then, after staggering around, I lost consciousness.