Fake wife - Chapter 2
A young count. holding my hand and crying, her mother, and husband died while the daughter succeeded in being the count, she became the godmother, Angelica, Emperor of the Imkan Empire. As soon as I realized the “identity” of this world, I felt a deep sense of despair.
Oh, my feet, I’m f̲u̲c̲k̲e̲d̲.
This was in a romance fantasy novel I had read before. Being a fan of novels, I read so much that I don’t remember the exact title, but after figuring out the name of the station, the names of female and male leads, their positions, and the rough story, the answer came to me, the title was Count Mattia.
It was a very poor and small family. There were no profitable mines or businesses, so she lived on the simple taxes she received from the locals. That’s why I couldn’t add a hand to this revolution. No ball, no fruit, chaff. The problem was my uncle. He was on the side of the emperor. No, it was embarrassing to say that he was on the side. Viscount who donated a very small amount of money to Baek, a vassal of the marquess family who bribed the new empress. He is too insignificant to be seen as on the rope, so he is generously passed over. Since the war was waged by dividing the sides almost half and half, there was no one left after cutting off the heads of all the nobles who participated.
It was an acquaintance, Viscount Rompel. It was incredible luck for Viscount Rompel, and a seed of tragedy for Count Mattia’s family. After the death of his older brother, he rolled into Count Mattia’s family, succeeded by his younger nephew. And he seduced his weak- willed sister- in- law to obtain long- term residency. Afterwards, he poisoned his nephew and tried to usurp the earldom. In reality, Katarina Mattia had been poisoned and should have died today. If only it wasn’t for “me”. I barely resisted the urge to tear my hair out. No, to be precise, I couldn’t. My stomach hurt so much that I couldn’t figure out what kind of poison I used, and my insides felt like they were twisting.
I couldn’t even breathe properly. Why is poison so common in this world? I don’t have any creativity, but I managed to get my mind to shoot. And I looked at the top of the head of the weeping woman with pity. No, Auntie, Katarina is dead. Not all of them are good. But I can’t say that, so I tightened her hand. I don’t know why, but now that I possess Katarina Mattiago, a novel after the completion. Whatever it was, this is reality, and I wanted to survive. I desperately organized the contents. I was frustrated again soon, but I still will live.
I had to find a way. In my 5th year as a Romance reader, I have had a dream that one day I would like to possess a fun romance and show off my girl crush and beat up handsome men. However, I sighed. Regression and possession are good things. Wouldn’t it be like knowing information about the original work that others don’t know about, making money using it, recruiting talent, and even loving it? However, now, after the completion, all the information from the original work has already been used, all the talents have been put in place, and the female lead must have all the romance targets, including the male lead. F̲u̲c̲k̲. Since I didn’t even want to do anything when I was young, I wonder if I couldn’t have possessed her at least during the serialization. Then at least I would have been on Angelica’s side. At least, even before my uncle rolled in.
My eyes, which had been messing with my hair, stared at a corner of the desk. There was a small potion there. It was an heirloom passed down from generation to generation in Count Mattia’s family. all- purpose potion. It was a one- use magic potion that could cure anything except death. Lady Selina took out a treasure known only to the head of the family to try to revive her dead daughter. I looked at the medicine with a careful eye. Information and items that have never appeared in the original work. The only thing I can use is this. I shook my head desperately again. Who should this be given to? Where should I go and live with Selina? Is it also the female lead? She is the master and center of this world, it’s all good here.
All things and useful things should go to her. But what does this really mean for her? How much would she appreciate this? I’ll be safe as much as she appreciates it. Then, in a flash, someone came to mind. The sub- male protagonist of this novel, Archduke Pascal of Valencia. He was a sword master who studied under the same teacher as the heroine. Like the grand dukes in romance novels, he is a ruthless rich man who is in charge of the northern border. He was the sword of Empress Angelica, who had the ability to protect the gap in the northern part of the empire. His parents died early, and he had only one older brother in his family, but they fought fiercely over titles without brotherly love.
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